<?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-4931416100554395433</id><updated>2012-01-23T09:58:41.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nielson News</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Home is Filled with Love and Laughter!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1417395195696126460</id><published>2011-09-23T09:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T09:16:04.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My year off</title><content type='html'>I think this last year has been one of the toughest of my life.  I feel  like I am finally emerging on the other side of a tough battle.  Ellora  is a pretty easy toddler--although opinionated.  Corwin is growing so  fast, loving preschool and is potty-trained (Hooray!)  Amara is loving  kindergarten and dance.  Kyra is busy in 3rd grade and choir.  I hope to  do a REAL update soon.  For now, here are some pictures&lt;br /&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/-kFqPPyrl5Lw/TnyhYrLULhI/AAAAAAAACYY/lDSENpYyaZM/s1600/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B062%2Bvcpv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kFqPPyrl5Lw/TnyhYrLULhI/AAAAAAAACYY/lDSENpYyaZM/s400/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B062%2Bvcpv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655572677349617170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amara, sweet and sassy 5 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO8ws8kC3mY/TnyhY52p0OI/AAAAAAAACYg/2Qzz3kZsLmM/s1600/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B087%2Bvcpv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO8ws8kC3mY/TnyhY52p0OI/AAAAAAAACYg/2Qzz3kZsLmM/s400/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B087%2Bvcpv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655572681289486562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyra-somewhat dramatic and fun 8 year old&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/-0iRHCwDmy1g/TnyhYDoiK5I/AAAAAAAACYQ/CzyONZMOlaI/s1600/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B047%2Bvv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0iRHCwDmy1g/TnyhYDoiK5I/AAAAAAAACYQ/CzyONZMOlaI/s400/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B047%2Bvv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655572666734750610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corwin- a very handsome boy at 3 years old&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/-bggRNsAwcSM/TnyhZImWCGI/AAAAAAAACYo/rmWzsqnEWZw/s1600/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B140%2Bvcpv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bggRNsAwcSM/TnyhZImWCGI/AAAAAAAACYo/rmWzsqnEWZw/s400/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B140%2Bvcpv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655572685247613026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellora- busy and fun 18 month old&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/-9MV3yTrPl1U/TnyhXtVeRjI/AAAAAAAACYI/F6HelFYc8bw/s1600/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B020%2Bvv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MV3yTrPl1U/TnyhXtVeRjI/AAAAAAAACYI/F6HelFYc8bw/s400/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B020%2Bvv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655572660749223474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gang!&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/4931416100554395433-1417395195696126460?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1417395195696126460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1417395195696126460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1417395195696126460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1417395195696126460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-year-off.html' title='My year off'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/-kFqPPyrl5Lw/TnyhYrLULhI/AAAAAAAACYY/lDSENpYyaZM/s72-c/Cheapshots%2B2011-08-30%2B062%2Bvcpv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8313896854723119678</id><published>2010-10-22T20:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:26:39.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Family Fun</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO58peqpI/AAAAAAAACW4/eI8hvLvAxGA/s1600/DSCF0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO58peqpI/AAAAAAAACW4/eI8hvLvAxGA/s400/DSCF0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531070049804003986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyra, Amara &amp;amp; Corwin at Cove Fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO58peqpI/AAAAAAAACW4/eI8hvLvAxGA/s1600/DSCF0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been such a blog slacker the last few months.  Everyone said baby  #3 was the hardest, but I beg to differ!  Baby #4 here has really set  me back on keeping up with any and EVERYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;Life here is busy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO5hYq4dI/AAAAAAAACWw/hCxU5mBh0TQ/s1600/DSCF0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO5hYq4dI/AAAAAAAACWw/hCxU5mBh0TQ/s400/DSCF0905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531070042485744082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amara is busy in preschool.  She is the only 4 year old girl in the  class and so is also the "love interest" of the cute little boys.  She  just smiles when I say I heard that a couple of them fought over who go  to marry her.  She loves to trail after Kyra and play outside all she  can.  She has discovered to computer and loves to play games online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO49CIdLI/AAAAAAAACWo/RW-iV16bxpE/s1600/DSCF3615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO49CIdLI/AAAAAAAACWo/RW-iV16bxpE/s400/DSCF3615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531070032727536818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corwin and his cousin Jared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO49CIdLI/AAAAAAAACWo/RW-iV16bxpE/s1600/DSCF3615.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyra is loving second grade and is way too smart.  She has become a  reader and will often stay up late reading "Junie B Jones." She is  currently upset because she has read all the books we have.  Off to the  library tomorrow.  Last week she lost 3 teeth in that many days.  She  looks a bit like a Beverly Hillbilly now!  She has recovered well from  her broken arm and continues to love being outside every minute  possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO4g6o36I/AAAAAAAACWg/RDwSJHFQkfw/s1600/DSCF0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO4g6o36I/AAAAAAAACWg/RDwSJHFQkfw/s400/DSCF0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531070025179914146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corwin is on the move being our crazy two year old boy!  He is such a  sweet and easy tempered little guy.  He is also a tease and nothing is  as cute as his little giggle.  He loves: Woody, Elmo, Winnie the Pooh  and Diego.  He maintains his somewhat short stature.  Over the last few  days he has discovered how to climb out of his crib but still can't open  the door so he is somewhat contained!  He is talking like crazy and the  current word of choice is "awesome"  Everything is awesome these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO4f4rWzI/AAAAAAAACWY/xrX3sPLvckw/s1600/Family+July-Aug+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO4f4rWzI/AAAAAAAACWY/xrX3sPLvckw/s400/Family+July-Aug+2010+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531070024903252786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellora and Great Grandma Dearden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO4f4rWzI/AAAAAAAACWY/xrX3sPLvckw/s1600/Family+July-Aug+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellora is finally getting out of her colicky/fussy stage.  She is  also way too busy already!  She rolls everywhere and unloads anything  she can get her hands on.  She smiles so easily -just a look and she is  grinning at you.  She loves her cereal, her brother and sisters and her  mommy. =)  (And the binki)  We have so much fun with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane continues to work at Enterprise Rent A Car in Spanish Fork.  I have tried to convince him to find a new job, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;I am still working Utah Valley Labor and Delivery and loving it.  Well I love the work, I don't love the staying up all night and being home with the kids the next day!  Hopefully I can keep up on the blog again.  I just have to choose, either stalk other blogs or keep up on my own!  Well the baby is thinking dinner and bed would be good so off I go.  Hopefully to return before another 6 months have passed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8313896854723119678?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8313896854723119678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8313896854723119678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8313896854723119678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8313896854723119678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-family-fun.html' title='Fall Family Fun'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/TMJO58peqpI/AAAAAAAACW4/eI8hvLvAxGA/s72-c/DSCF0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8592482203481505582</id><published>2010-04-05T11:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:02:27.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ellora Jennie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ellora Jennie Nielson was born March 27, 2010 at 0245 am.  She weighed 8# 1oz, and is 19 inches long.  She has tons of dark hair and is so sweet.  She is very loved and a bit smothered by her older brother and sisters.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiBTFBnzI/AAAAAAAACWA/NVcCY22MZvk/s1600/Ellora+Birth+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456711304209342258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiBTFBnzI/AAAAAAAACWA/NVcCY22MZvk/s400/Ellora+Birth+142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family.  Shane just kept saying: "We have four kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiA40U3HI/AAAAAAAACV4/K7IjPWdeV74/s1600/Ellora+Birth+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456711297159978098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiA40U3HI/AAAAAAAACV4/K7IjPWdeV74/s400/Ellora+Birth+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to come see Mommy and Ellora at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiAYY5jjI/AAAAAAAACVw/c1xGTwQs2vI/s1600/Ellora+Birth+227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456711288455007794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiAYY5jjI/AAAAAAAACVw/c1xGTwQs2vI/s400/Ellora+Birth+227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oh__aYRLI/AAAAAAAACVo/jw4GseJkGJE/s1600/Ellora+Birth+219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456711281750328498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oh__aYRLI/AAAAAAAACVo/jw4GseJkGJE/s400/Ellora+Birth+219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oh_L8o-xI/AAAAAAAACVg/SLnw-_jdv7k/s1600/DSCF0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456711267935386386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oh_L8o-xI/AAAAAAAACVg/SLnw-_jdv7k/s400/DSCF0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Few hours old. Not sure about all this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8592482203481505582?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8592482203481505582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8592482203481505582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8592482203481505582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8592482203481505582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-ellora-jennie.html' title='Baby Ellora Jennie'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/S7oiBTFBnzI/AAAAAAAACWA/NVcCY22MZvk/s72-c/Ellora+Birth+142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7940811813409411402</id><published>2010-02-05T14:15:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:39:09.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Grammies &amp; Grampies</title><content type='html'>This year was my turn to work Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  We went to Grampie and Grammie's house a few days before to celebrate.  The kids had a great time with their cousins, and we had a great time just haning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yOqOy6nOI/AAAAAAAACVY/kaLYwqcU4Rw/s1600-h/holidays09+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434875706506648802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yOqOy6nOI/AAAAAAAACVY/kaLYwqcU4Rw/s400/holidays09+301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara, Corwin and Kyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yOprqaKNI/AAAAAAAACVQ/kCDHQBoaKOU/s1600-h/holidays09+286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434875697075726546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yOprqaKNI/AAAAAAAACVQ/kCDHQBoaKOU/s400/holidays09+286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Nine Matching Grandkids&lt;br /&gt;LtoR (back) Braylee (standing) Brecklyn, Karsten, Kyra&lt;br /&gt;(middle) Amara, Keeley, Tanya&lt;br /&gt;(front) Kolby &amp;amp; Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNwuMI-qI/AAAAAAAACVI/xk8hMiPo9jI/s1600-h/holidays09+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434874718501534370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNwuMI-qI/AAAAAAAACVI/xk8hMiPo9jI/s400/holidays09+086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two cute kids! Corwin and Tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNwSo1BJI/AAAAAAAACVA/1PZW73FEyrA/s1600-h/holidays09+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434874711105668242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNwSo1BJI/AAAAAAAACVA/1PZW73FEyrA/s400/holidays09+113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara playing in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNvhBpVCI/AAAAAAAACU4/X95vYQIrOvc/s1600-h/holidays09+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434874697787986978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNvhBpVCI/AAAAAAAACU4/X95vYQIrOvc/s400/holidays09+146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monkeys on the counter eating bananas. Keeley, Amara, Corwin &amp;amp; Tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNvRQ50fI/AAAAAAAACUw/e2hO-yYEpg4/s1600-h/holidays09+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434874693557015026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNvRQ50fI/AAAAAAAACUw/e2hO-yYEpg4/s400/holidays09+173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grammie with Tanya and Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNvI36cMI/AAAAAAAACUo/2psMQZ6IGYo/s1600-h/holidays09+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434874691304714434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yNvI36cMI/AAAAAAAACUo/2psMQZ6IGYo/s400/holidays09+197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year, we decided to eat dessert first.  As you can see by the look on Kyra's face... it was a very good idea!  The kids ate much better too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-7940811813409411402?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7940811813409411402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7940811813409411402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7940811813409411402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7940811813409411402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-at-grammies-grampies.html' title='Christmas at Grammies &amp; Grampies'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/S2yOqOy6nOI/AAAAAAAACVY/kaLYwqcU4Rw/s72-c/holidays09+301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-975798299349288009</id><published>2009-12-27T19:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:15:50.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyra's Choir Concert</title><content type='html'>Kyra has been in the Utah County Children's Choir this fall.  She has learned a lot and has enjoyed it (once there, it was a challenge to get her there some weeks).  They had a combined concert on December 15 in the Provo Tabernacle.  It was just what I needed to get into the Christmas Spirit.  Afterwards, we went to the Spanish Fork Festival of Lights.  The lights were beautiful and so cute.  The kids loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghUWwMvkI/AAAAAAAACTw/q-xEY4oDb_k/s1600-h/holidays09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420118785129233986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghUWwMvkI/AAAAAAAACTw/q-xEY4oDb_k/s400/holidays09+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra was part of the "Hi-Lo Choir" this is them singing. She is on the left, second row up in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghT-4w4lI/AAAAAAAACTo/GzAoGsp2k-8/s1600-h/holidays09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420118778722706002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghT-4w4lI/AAAAAAAACTo/GzAoGsp2k-8/s400/holidays09+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghTUuKRhI/AAAAAAAACTg/U1aWd62Yerw/s1600-h/holidays09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420118767403943442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghTUuKRhI/AAAAAAAACTg/U1aWd62Yerw/s400/holidays09+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In her Choir dress at the tabernacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-975798299349288009?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/975798299349288009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=975798299349288009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/975798299349288009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/975798299349288009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/12/kyras-choir-concert.html' title='Kyra&apos;s Choir Concert'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzghUWwMvkI/AAAAAAAACTw/q-xEY4oDb_k/s72-c/holidays09+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1617973116454564543</id><published>2009-12-27T19:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:51:01.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl Nielson</title><content type='html'>As you can tell by the side bar, we are excited to be adding another little girl to our crazy and drama family in April of next year.  We were so sure it was a boy, and yet she is definately a girl.  We have struggled with finding a name.  Kyra has several rules regarding the name:&lt;br /&gt;1. It must end in "ra" because Kyra and Amara do and she (the baby) will know that some day and feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;2. We must all like the name.  We can't name her something dumb.  (Kyra told me that one of the names I liked was stupid and she was not going to have a sister named "that!!")&lt;br /&gt;3. It can't have too many letters or she (the baby) will never be able to learn to spell it in kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard enough to find a name for Kyra and Amara that Shane and I could agree on--now we have to add Kyra and Amara liking the names into the mix.  Now when I say a name, both girls first ask me: "Does Daddy like it?"  It has been quite a challenge.  She really may go home from the hospital with the name "Baby Girl Nielson."  Eventually, we will get an Ultrasound picture scanned in.  On a side note, we had the ultrasound at the hospital because of Corwin's cleft palate.  Everything looks perfect with her!  She definately doesn't have a cleft lip or any other birth defects.  We couldn't for sure tell about the palate.. however, since it is a girl, I just know that everything is fine with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been my easiest pregnancy by far.  I'm sure that Heavenly Father knows that I have about reached my max between working nights, lack of sleep, being sick and tired and a certain sassy six year old.  My one request.... please, please, please don't let Amara or this new baby ever turn 6!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you have any names that meet the requirements of Kyra, please let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1617973116454564543?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1617973116454564543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1617973116454564543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1617973116454564543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1617973116454564543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-girl-nielson.html' title='Baby Girl Nielson'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-3799684652717583909</id><published>2009-12-27T19:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:40:24.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Kids</title><content type='html'>While we were home for Thanksgiving, we took the kids out to get some pictures for Grammie.  It was quite an adventure to get 9 kids, aged 1 to 11 years old to not only look at the camera but to smile.  It was cold and windy, but we were able to get some cute ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgY0VLRxdI/AAAAAAAACTA/ihhAh-l-_Ik/s1600-h/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420109438857102802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgY0VLRxdI/AAAAAAAACTA/ihhAh-l-_Ik/s400/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgYz9MrHNI/AAAAAAAACS4/S70AODSvWvg/s1600-h/Julene+243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420109432420506834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgYz9MrHNI/AAAAAAAACS4/S70AODSvWvg/s400/Julene+243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three pretty little girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgYzRM_I-I/AAAAAAAACSw/fH9z83B0hLw/s1600-h/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420109420610659298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgYzRM_I-I/AAAAAAAACSw/fH9z83B0hLw/s400/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Handsome Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgYy2ywG_I/AAAAAAAACSo/KQme-zjZZnA/s1600-h/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+585+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420109413521300466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgYy2ywG_I/AAAAAAAACSo/KQme-zjZZnA/s400/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+585+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; L to R: Kyra (6) Keeley (8) Brecklyn (6 in the back) Amara (3) Tanya (1) and Braylee (11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXSTHdE9I/AAAAAAAACSg/Y4Keh5Nrhcw/s1600-h/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420107754677015506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXSTHdE9I/AAAAAAAACSg/Y4Keh5Nrhcw/s400/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXSLr26pI/AAAAAAAACSY/ci3pmvgFgiA/s1600-h/Julene+247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420107752682220178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXSLr26pI/AAAAAAAACSY/ci3pmvgFgiA/s400/Julene+247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and Tanya (she is the older woman by 11 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXRjD5R6I/AAAAAAAACSQ/GHRO4IXNGwQ/s1600-h/Julene+237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420107741777184674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXRjD5R6I/AAAAAAAACSQ/GHRO4IXNGwQ/s400/Julene+237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kolby and Amara. He is 7 weeks older.  They are the best of friends.  They love to play together and can hardly wait to see each other at Grammies house.  Sometimes they are pretty busy.  What one doesn't think of the other does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXRcpqN2I/AAAAAAAACSI/MjxiMJKvK48/s1600-h/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+725c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420107740056532834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXRcpqN2I/AAAAAAAACSI/MjxiMJKvK48/s400/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+725c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXQoyVO6I/AAAAAAAACSA/3DDA3QcU2y0/s1600-h/Julene+226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420107726134262690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgXQoyVO6I/AAAAAAAACSA/3DDA3QcU2y0/s400/Julene+226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entire crew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3799684652717583909?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3799684652717583909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3799684652717583909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3799684652717583909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3799684652717583909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-kids.html' title='Christmas Kids'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SzgY0VLRxdI/AAAAAAAACTA/ihhAh-l-_Ik/s72-c/Family+Pics+Nov+2009+464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3211544313937045586</id><published>2009-11-21T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:51:48.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbie House</title><content type='html'>This last summer, we received a Barbie house from Freecycle...so it was free! Yeah. It was in pretty bad shape. The bottom had fallen off, and one wall. It needed to be painted and fixed up. Last week, we finally got it put together after some advice from Ryan. We worked as a family for a couple of nights: painting, putting in wallpaper, laying carpet, and putting down linoleum. It was quite a project. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406645046496916562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDBi8S9FI/AAAAAAAACQ8/kmAruO85oLU/s400/kodnov09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I wish I had a before picture, this is after 2 rooms were done.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406645054659900914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDCBWgNfI/AAAAAAAACRE/AKzX9SmKJ0I/s400/kodnov09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Amara painting the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDDMHc3YI/AAAAAAAACRU/8minSGsIfrk/s1600/kodnov09+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406645074729426306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDDMHc3YI/AAAAAAAACRU/8minSGsIfrk/s400/kodnov09+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra and Amara painting the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDChRivnI/AAAAAAAACRM/DVaEPeIMVwo/s1600/kodnov09+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406645063229030002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDChRivnI/AAAAAAAACRM/DVaEPeIMVwo/s400/kodnov09+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406646115573027202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhD_xj50YI/AAAAAAAACRk/l6eEnRuCPHA/s400/kodnov09+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fixing the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406645083005589314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDDq8pF0I/AAAAAAAACRc/FBCJWkgWi90/s400/kodnov09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Happy boy.  He wanted to help, but had to just eat crackers instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I would pull out the camera, he would look at me with this smile just waiting for me to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406646132382354178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhEAwLjywI/AAAAAAAACR0/GNMgtd0GsB8/s400/kodnov09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406646127973390898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhEAfwYWjI/AAAAAAAACRs/rxmkWbuK3z8/s400/kodnov09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Girls are so excited to play with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I'm afraid it turned into a shirtless convention!&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/4931416100554395433-3211544313937045586?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3211544313937045586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3211544313937045586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3211544313937045586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3211544313937045586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/11/barbie-house.html' title='Barbie House'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwhDBi8S9FI/AAAAAAAACQ8/kmAruO85oLU/s72-c/kodnov09+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7928453229789019777</id><published>2009-11-21T12:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:33:10.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sweeties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Several Sundays in the last few weeks, we have really dressed the girls up--and Corwin in some cute clothes! Here are some random pictures of them.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_TIvl-0I/AAAAAAAACQk/l40csTbRnzA/s1600/kodnov09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406640950655449922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_TIvl-0I/AAAAAAAACQk/l40csTbRnzA/s400/kodnov09+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was not excited about getting his picture taken, but isn't he so stinkin' cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_SvsXtXI/AAAAAAAACQc/gqob0OfBY5s/s1600/kodnov09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406640943931045234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_SvsXtXI/AAAAAAAACQc/gqob0OfBY5s/s400/kodnov09+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_SA1OVGI/AAAAAAAACQU/XYk6uQPN_jM/s1600/kodnov09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406640931351712866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_SA1OVGI/AAAAAAAACQU/XYk6uQPN_jM/s400/kodnov09+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Full outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-aZjvfQI/AAAAAAAACQM/s0U_j4aXXn0/s1600/kodnov09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406639975916600578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-aZjvfQI/AAAAAAAACQM/s0U_j4aXXn0/s400/kodnov09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Fancy Princess Hair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-aK9obJI/AAAAAAAACQE/VAu3ocxOREs/s1600/kodnov09+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406639971998657682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-aK9obJI/AAAAAAAACQE/VAu3ocxOREs/s400/kodnov09+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-ZpIkLMI/AAAAAAAACP8/tpwZHRBhR2Y/s1600/kodnov09+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406639962917711042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-ZpIkLMI/AAAAAAAACP8/tpwZHRBhR2Y/s400/kodnov09+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-ZGMK34I/AAAAAAAACP0/Op9X40ndnfw/s1600/kodnov09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406639953537589122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-ZGMK34I/AAAAAAAACP0/Op9X40ndnfw/s400/kodnov09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside with the curly hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-YvU-J-I/AAAAAAAACPs/DL9V8UMoLBo/s1600/kodnov09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406639947400488930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg-YvU-J-I/AAAAAAAACPs/DL9V8UMoLBo/s400/kodnov09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406640963243004818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_T3os05I/AAAAAAAACQ0/7cbgQUal01I/s400/kodnov09+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pretty lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406640957131965458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_Tg3txBI/AAAAAAAACQs/gNsqWsTWR5Y/s400/kodnov09+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pretty little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-7928453229789019777?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7928453229789019777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7928453229789019777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7928453229789019777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7928453229789019777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-sweeties.html' title='Sunday Sweeties'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Swg_TIvl-0I/AAAAAAAACQk/l40csTbRnzA/s72-c/kodnov09+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-148034534194180139</id><published>2009-11-20T19:26:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:08:04.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009 (Better Late than Never!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Halloween this year was quite an event. We went to two different parties and went trick-or-treating. Our first party was at our friends' the Dimmicks. We had a great time: laughing, eating, and hanging out with good friends. We also went to a party at Shane's brother's house--a "How to Host a Murder" type game. There was plenty of yummy food (thanks Cally) freezing cold weather, and terrible acting (that would be me!!) It was great all the same! On Halloween, I was scheduled to work so we went trick or treating early. We only went to a few houses, but Shane took the kids out again later. They also carved pumpkins. Shane really is a good dad! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406378582359474642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdQrSrRAdI/AAAAAAAACM8/QcsgOO9LSUM/s400/kodfall09+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The Southern Belle and Spider Witch all dressed up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406384934005647298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdWdAZuJ8I/AAAAAAAACPc/w_LmsNuc668/s400/kodfall09+059+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Frankenstein-sorry it's blurry!  All the pictures of him were blurry! AGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdUmA44nwI/AAAAAAAACN8/3kRTjm03a8U/s1600/kodnov09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406382889731923714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdUmA44nwI/AAAAAAAACN8/3kRTjm03a8U/s400/kodnov09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara and Corwin in their Halloween outfits.  I call them my "blue-eyed babies" to which Amara says--"I'm not a baby!" &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdTTIRh3_I/AAAAAAAACN0/t7TjJ5gnKEg/s1600/nikoct09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406381465785196530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdTTIRh3_I/AAAAAAAACN0/t7TjJ5gnKEg/s400/nikoct09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra in her Halloween parade at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdTR7PsWcI/AAAAAAAACNk/Wk0jIkC2wYk/s1600/nikoct09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406381445107964354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdTR7PsWcI/AAAAAAAACNk/Wk0jIkC2wYk/s400/nikoct09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sherlock Holmes at the Murder Party. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406384942978908322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdWdh1HQKI/AAAAAAAACPk/H-yI7GeEHu0/s400/nikoct09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alice in Wonderland and the Chesshire cat (Someday Jared is going to hate these pictures of him all in pink!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406384919056710034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdWcItneZI/AAAAAAAACPM/x1NvYBXF4iM/s400/nikoct09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rapunzel and the Mad Hatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406383726359953090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdVWtkjPsI/AAAAAAAACPE/p4nog7S6Fro/s400/nikoct09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Capt John Silver and Juliet-with Nathan, Ashlyn, Benny and Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406383692626163090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdVUv5ydZI/AAAAAAAACOs/nNOHZSR6F3Y/s400/nikoct09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Prince Charming and Red Riding Hood-with Corwin, Kyra and Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406383679896198802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdVUAeunpI/AAAAAAAACOk/sZN4dDt4jyo/s400/nikoct09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Alice in Wonderland and Robin Hood with Allie and Andy (I think Jared was in the house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406383697121666770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdVVApmZtI/AAAAAAAACO0/ftol3gDrj7k/s400/nikoct09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sherlock Holmes and The Wicked Witch of the West with Harvey and Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdTRUalqsI/AAAAAAAACNc/sG_nieeFPyw/s1600/nikoct09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406383706589697730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdVVj69FsI/AAAAAAAACO8/6PXtK1GwepU/s400/nikoct09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Count Dracula and Snow White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406382922200805970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdUn52EclI/AAAAAAAACOc/1vwzhJiljWg/s400/nikoct09+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; There were 4 tigers until Lauren wet through her costume, so here are the three boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406378606786020738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdQstrAhYI/AAAAAAAACNM/LilyT3CsizM/s400/nikoct09+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Trick-or-treating at the neighbors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406378596680526386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdQsIBq6jI/AAAAAAAACNE/F8k3_xqqoyY/s400/nikoct09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Corwin going to the next house.  He really got into people giving him candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406384928748086754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdWcs0OJeI/AAAAAAAACPU/byE9B8-gXpc/s400/kodnov09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kyra carving her pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdTQ63mCDI/AAAAAAAACNU/ggbkSf4PEHg/s1600/nikoct09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406382909609488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdUnK8EMjI/AAAAAAAACOM/uI83CNX4ykk/s400/kodnov09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amara carving her pumpkin&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406382896826504546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdUmbUXVWI/AAAAAAAACOE/2nB8Z2dz80E/s400/kodnov09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-148034534194180139?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/148034534194180139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=148034534194180139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/148034534194180139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/148034534194180139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009-better-late-than-never.html' title='Halloween 2009 (Better Late than Never!!)'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdQrSrRAdI/AAAAAAAACM8/QcsgOO9LSUM/s72-c/kodfall09+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7468503374413043757</id><published>2009-11-20T19:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:23:51.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kids Pictures</title><content type='html'>So, I have this very talented friend, Melissa (visit her photography blog &lt;a href="http://melissab-photography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://melissab-photography.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) that takes pictures in a studio in her basement. She does some amazing things with photoshopping (Amara's dress was a little big and so would occasionally get a bit risque)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdOAXH1fkI/AAAAAAAACMk/sSjU6rsIDQ8/s1600/IMG_5899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406375645795417666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdOAXH1fkI/AAAAAAAACMk/sSjU6rsIDQ8/s400/IMG_5899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin wasn't really keen on the idea of pictures.  Too busy!  (Notice the cracker in his hands, he really wanted one after Melissa's daughter brought them into the room!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdN_7uMSuI/AAAAAAAACMc/-3xiLz2kUXs/s1600/IMG_5854b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406375638440102626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdN_7uMSuI/AAAAAAAACMc/-3xiLz2kUXs/s400/IMG_5854b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane and I often remark at what cute kids we have.  I realize we may be a bit biased, but look at these three!!  Even with Amara's silly face--sometimes you gotta be happy when they aren't crying and are all looking at the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMFNyYrII/AAAAAAAACMU/XTSuZmEANIw/s1600/IMG_5916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406373530165619842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMFNyYrII/AAAAAAAACMU/XTSuZmEANIw/s400/IMG_5916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she gorgeous?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMEi08NvI/AAAAAAAACMM/LXYVy7nYF4U/s1600/IMG_5922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406373518633613042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMEi08NvI/AAAAAAAACMM/LXYVy7nYF4U/s400/IMG_5922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One cute Bubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMEHQicXI/AAAAAAAACME/viR7tJwLkqc/s1600/IMG_5865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406373511233171826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMEHQicXI/AAAAAAAACME/viR7tJwLkqc/s400/IMG_5865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stinkin' Cute Boy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMDUIgBhI/AAAAAAAACL8/mBOZFMZ0Kcw/s1600/IMG_5851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406373497509250578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMDUIgBhI/AAAAAAAACL8/mBOZFMZ0Kcw/s400/IMG_5851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMCyPIPoI/AAAAAAAACL0/lMyes2eirT8/s1600/IMG_5843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406373488410246786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdMCyPIPoI/AAAAAAAACL0/lMyes2eirT8/s400/IMG_5843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is his mad look, or his in trouble look, or his "I don't know you, so why are you talking to me?" look. Everytime Melissa would say his name, this is the look he would give her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4931416100554395433-7468503374413043757?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7468503374413043757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7468503374413043757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7468503374413043757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7468503374413043757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-kids-pictures.html' title='New Kids Pictures'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SwdOAXH1fkI/AAAAAAAACMk/sSjU6rsIDQ8/s72-c/IMG_5899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3874981388592276756</id><published>2009-11-19T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:45:57.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin touchdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1029de0cf590a4" 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://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b1029de0cf590a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330388346%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1355F3E636D27F4A6241DB8C0CD3BFB44CC0533B.11BCB14E0760408702BF160864E05916DE164B38%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1029de0cf590a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpQNcBzDSLjsYzxKsloS2Jq5wCTE&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://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b1029de0cf590a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330388346%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1355F3E636D27F4A6241DB8C0CD3BFB44CC0533B.11BCB14E0760408702BF160864E05916DE164B38%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1029de0cf590a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpQNcBzDSLjsYzxKsloS2Jq5wCTE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Corwin is talking so well. He is such a cute little guy. He has learned whenever there are sports on TV.. he just says "Touchdown!" He even says it while watching the Utah Jazz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3874981388592276756?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3874981388592276756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3874981388592276756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3874981388592276756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3874981388592276756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/11/corwin-touchdown.html' title='Corwin touchdown'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-507120395731882957</id><published>2009-10-29T09:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:01:08.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matchmaking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We have some really good friends in our ward. I tended their 3 kids a few weeks ago. Amara and Ben will be in the same grade in school.  She calls him her husband...in fact she even told him to kiss her on this day (she said it was just pretend of course!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398051652079185634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum7YKFj7uI/AAAAAAAACLs/6we-_YdfMzw/s400/nikfall09+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cheesy smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398051641220103506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum7XhojfVI/AAAAAAAACLk/yM2BFb-X--o/s400/nikfall09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Blue-eyed girl and Brown-eyed boy!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum6Wni3LnI/AAAAAAAACLc/ZjGIRlmMcxw/s1600-h/nikfall09+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398050526115343986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum6Wni3LnI/AAAAAAAACLc/ZjGIRlmMcxw/s400/nikfall09+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also have Annie, who is about 8 months younger than Corwin.  He loves other little kids.  She was a little sad, so he went to sit by her and play.  I couldn't seem to catch a picture of him "hugging her" with his head!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum6WSaMKjI/AAAAAAAACLU/gy0X7x8QJ6g/s1600-h/nikfall09+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398050520441825842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum6WSaMKjI/AAAAAAAACLU/gy0X7x8QJ6g/s400/nikfall09+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum6V5KbExI/AAAAAAAACLM/lRmRn6VeUO0/s1600-h/nikfall09+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398050513664807698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum6V5KbExI/AAAAAAAACLM/lRmRn6VeUO0/s400/nikfall09+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is as close as I got to the hug! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-507120395731882957?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/507120395731882957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=507120395731882957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/507120395731882957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/507120395731882957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/10/matchmaking.html' title='Matchmaking!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum7YKFj7uI/AAAAAAAACLs/6we-_YdfMzw/s72-c/nikfall09+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4200360105610073086</id><published>2009-10-29T09:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:44:05.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvesting the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year, we grew a garden. I learned a lot of things to do differently, but we had a lot of fun. The girls loved to go pick the tomatoes and other veggies out of the garden. These are the pictures of the last time we got anything before the cold weather. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398046548136694690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum2vEa2E6I/AAAAAAAACKk/WK1wN7djt9o/s400/kodfall09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kyra and Corwin-picking beets.  Please ignore his pink bib...I guess two older sisters give some interesting hand-me-downs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum2vsnv-KI/AAAAAAAACKs/WDXGRJ8e4QM/s1600-h/kodfall09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398046558928238754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum2vsnv-KI/AAAAAAAACKs/WDXGRJ8e4QM/s400/kodfall09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think he knows what's going on, he just loves to be outside! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398046567497570626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum2wMi1mUI/AAAAAAAACK0/ydNrwbYHgVY/s400/kodfall09+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398046584578859298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum2xMLVYSI/AAAAAAAACK8/yYDBCyA0kNM/s400/kodfall09+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4200360105610073086?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4200360105610073086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4200360105610073086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4200360105610073086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4200360105610073086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/10/harvesting-garden.html' title='Harvesting the Garden'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum2vEa2E6I/AAAAAAAACKk/WK1wN7djt9o/s72-c/kodfall09+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3063421799901911743</id><published>2009-10-29T09:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:31:18.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday, Kyra and Amara had the matching blue dresses that I made last December (amidst a lot of tears and frustration-see my birthday post last year) Corwin and Shane had their matching outfits from Marcie's wedding on. I had to snap a few pictures of my beautiful family.&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am not in the pictures because I didn't get the memo and was in a green and orange shirt... oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0_rxaevI/AAAAAAAACKc/403IunJrEzA/s1600-h/kodfall09+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398044634554989298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0_rxaevI/AAAAAAAACKc/403IunJrEzA/s400/kodfall09+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two pretty girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0_STKtcI/AAAAAAAACKU/82iVldyemSY/s1600-h/kodfall09+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398044627717240258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0_STKtcI/AAAAAAAACKU/82iVldyemSY/s400/kodfall09+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two Handsome Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0-2AiOoI/AAAAAAAACKM/gVMw24LF1R4/s1600-h/kodfall09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398044620122897026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0-2AiOoI/AAAAAAAACKM/gVMw24LF1R4/s400/kodfall09+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Gang!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0-cKLeEI/AAAAAAAACKE/zUabgvfOMVc/s1600-h/kodfall09+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398044613184026690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0-cKLeEI/AAAAAAAACKE/zUabgvfOMVc/s400/kodfall09+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How lucky am I?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3063421799901911743?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3063421799901911743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3063421799901911743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3063421799901911743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3063421799901911743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-family.html' title='Our Family'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sum0_rxaevI/AAAAAAAACKc/403IunJrEzA/s72-c/kodfall09+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1834847070350249881</id><published>2009-10-29T09:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:26:40.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissin' &amp; Huggin'</title><content type='html'>Corwin is such a snuggly boy.  He loves to give hugs and kisses to everyone.  At night, he has to give hugs and kisses to everyone that is home.  When we go to Grandma and Grandpa's it takes a few minutes to get through everyone.  He will even give Grandpa hugs--when he won't tolerate Grandpa even sitting by him at the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumzOb9UgtI/AAAAAAAACJ8/cYZqgXN6cUU/s1600-h/kodfall09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398042688984744658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumzOb9UgtI/AAAAAAAACJ8/cYZqgXN6cUU/s400/kodfall09+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and his cousin Jared&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398042033640116610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumyoSm_EYI/AAAAAAAACJc/-gpxPyNJvS8/s400/kodfall09+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wasn't quick enough to get the kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumypo_K8HI/AAAAAAAACJ0/xxeDbl4UJ8c/s1600-h/kodfall09+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398042056827007090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumypo_K8HI/AAAAAAAACJ0/xxeDbl4UJ8c/s400/kodfall09+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and Kyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumypau6iFI/AAAAAAAACJs/8_5XmNKYdxg/s1600-h/kodfall09+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398042053000726610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumypau6iFI/AAAAAAAACJs/8_5XmNKYdxg/s400/kodfall09+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giving Daddy wet, slobbery kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumyogBKvPI/AAAAAAAACJk/8gTYIBVUskc/s1600-h/kodfall09+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398042037239594226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumyogBKvPI/AAAAAAAACJk/8gTYIBVUskc/s400/kodfall09+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And hugs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1834847070350249881?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1834847070350249881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1834847070350249881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1834847070350249881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1834847070350249881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissin-huggin.html' title='Kissin&apos; &amp; Huggin&apos;'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumzOb9UgtI/AAAAAAAACJ8/cYZqgXN6cUU/s72-c/kodfall09+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8824552915967168282</id><published>2009-10-29T09:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:16:06.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New School Pictures</title><content type='html'>September 23, 2009 the Girls had new pictures taken at the school.  Pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumxa4dzKHI/AAAAAAAACJU/zX1MHgMMmAQ/s1600-h/schoolpic09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398040703772338290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumxa4dzKHI/AAAAAAAACJU/zX1MHgMMmAQ/s400/schoolpic09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara Caralee- 3 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumxavhbmmI/AAAAAAAACJM/tUjUutAMV6Q/s1600-h/schoolpic09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398040701371652706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SumxavhbmmI/AAAAAAAACJM/tUjUutAMV6Q/s400/schoolpic09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyra Marie-6 1/2 years old, 1st grade&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/4931416100554395433-8824552915967168282?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8824552915967168282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8824552915967168282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8824552915967168282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8824552915967168282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-school-pictures.html' title='New School Pictures'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sumxa4dzKHI/AAAAAAAACJU/zX1MHgMMmAQ/s72-c/schoolpic09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2065693712942928402</id><published>2009-10-28T16:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:48:03.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Face Anyone Could Love</title><content type='html'>Recently, while looking at pictures of the kids, I realized that most of the pictures of Corwin were when he was eating... or a mess after. He as decided that he is too big to be fed most of the time. Sometimes it is frustrating to clean up them and the mess after when they are learning to feed themselves.  He is still too stinking cute for words!!  He likes to clean his face and the table, now we just need him to learn to get all the food off of both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJSkEx61I/AAAAAAAACJE/XMrAWI5Y42I/s1600-h/kodfall09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397785474162092882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJSkEx61I/AAAAAAAACJE/XMrAWI5Y42I/s400/kodfall09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thinkin he is sooo big, sitting on a real chair at the table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJSYVYafI/AAAAAAAACI8/hq-9nq93k18/s1600-h/kodfall09+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397785471010499058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJSYVYafI/AAAAAAAACI8/hq-9nq93k18/s400/kodfall09+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "All done!"&lt;br /&gt; I'm not sure if any actually made it into his tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJR8H0QVI/AAAAAAAACI0/RkIGtRGxRW0/s1600-h/kodfall09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397785463437410642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJR8H0QVI/AAAAAAAACI0/RkIGtRGxRW0/s400/kodfall09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His beet face mess...sometimes only a bath in the sink will do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJRfDXiCI/AAAAAAAACIs/FS3tWsUW-w8/s1600-h/kodfall09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397785455634122786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJRfDXiCI/AAAAAAAACIs/FS3tWsUW-w8/s400/kodfall09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lasagna and beets...what boy wouldn't love that dinner!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJRPJlNqI/AAAAAAAACIk/XZWx1mJAIaA/s1600-h/kodfall09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397785451365217954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJRPJlNqI/AAAAAAAACIk/XZWx1mJAIaA/s400/kodfall09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure the mess is caused by him using the wrong end of the fork!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2065693712942928402?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2065693712942928402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2065693712942928402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2065693712942928402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2065693712942928402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/10/face-anyone-could-love.html' title='A Face Anyone Could Love'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SujJSkEx61I/AAAAAAAACJE/XMrAWI5Y42I/s72-c/kodfall09+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6065033383902189622</id><published>2009-09-30T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:16:49.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nielson Party at the Feld's</title><content type='html'>Shane's twin sister, Melissa, and her family recently moved back to Utah. Now 6 of the 7 kids live in Utah County (we are just missing the oldest, Ryan with his wife and family). We have had many fun adventures together. The Feld's hosted a family sleepover a few weeks ago. It was a great time had by all, from playing Guitar Hero on the Playstation, to eating Cottage Cheese Pancakes (a Nielson Family Favorite breakfast) to playing games, to watching the cousins all play together... and so on. Unfortunately, I forgot to take any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of us together for Benjamin's birthday on August 22nd. The kids had a great time! Thanks again Michael and Melissa for letting us party at your house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO7nFJifWI/AAAAAAAACHs/bjqcHb7UNhA/s1600-h/nikonaug09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387355859336723810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO7nFJifWI/AAAAAAAACHs/bjqcHb7UNhA/s400/nikonaug09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Newlyweds: Steve and Tiffany (Shane's youngest sister, married on July 25th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO7mqwOMiI/AAAAAAAACHk/zlj8VnVdToA/s1600-h/nikonaug09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387355852251214370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO7mqwOMiI/AAAAAAAACHk/zlj8VnVdToA/s400/nikonaug09+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO53E6O2HI/AAAAAAAACHU/6xu2A8Hi4Sc/s1600-h/nikonaug09+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387353935127173234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO53E6O2HI/AAAAAAAACHU/6xu2A8Hi4Sc/s400/nikonaug09+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO52r3cE-I/AAAAAAAACHM/BsfXaowoZXg/s1600-h/nikonaug09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387353928404571106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO52r3cE-I/AAAAAAAACHM/BsfXaowoZXg/s400/nikonaug09+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin liked the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO51w0UOCI/AAAAAAAACHE/5NN_Z3SHrmo/s1600-h/nikonaug09+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387353912553781282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO51w0UOCI/AAAAAAAACHE/5NN_Z3SHrmo/s400/nikonaug09+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra--isn't she so cute! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO51eJhfcI/AAAAAAAACG8/h61yTJLVXRs/s1600-h/nikonaug09+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387353907542457794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO51eJhfcI/AAAAAAAACG8/h61yTJLVXRs/s400/nikonaug09+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Harvey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO50okYwsI/AAAAAAAACG0/9p8QjMnTVO0/s1600-h/nikonaug09+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387353893159617218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO50okYwsI/AAAAAAAACG0/9p8QjMnTVO0/s400/nikonaug09+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin testing out the slip and slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4pd_vXYI/AAAAAAAACGs/mKwACLEz-Q8/s1600-h/nikonaug09+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387352601831366018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4pd_vXYI/AAAAAAAACGs/mKwACLEz-Q8/s400/nikonaug09+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grey-he loved the water and it was FREEZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4ozef4OI/AAAAAAAACGk/sZq-0B5vV2A/s1600-h/nikonaug09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387352590417649890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4ozef4OI/AAAAAAAACGk/sZq-0B5vV2A/s400/nikonaug09+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how cute he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4oEt883I/AAAAAAAACGc/czHq8_dP68M/s1600-h/nikonaug09+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387352577866003314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4oEt883I/AAAAAAAACGc/czHq8_dP68M/s400/nikonaug09+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn with Uncle Jed and Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4nsGE27I/AAAAAAAACGU/PzEzGge0QD4/s1600-h/nikonaug09+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387352571256298418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4nsGE27I/AAAAAAAACGU/PzEzGge0QD4/s400/nikonaug09+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra pulling Amara and Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4m_k9YdI/AAAAAAAACGM/Zp0GmwNBBfY/s1600-h/nikonaug09+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387352559306236370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO4m_k9YdI/AAAAAAAACGM/Zp0GmwNBBfY/s400/nikonaug09+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and Amara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy, Allie, Nathan, Benjamin and Lauren didn't really get in the water, so I don't have many pictures of them... oops!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6065033383902189622?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6065033383902189622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6065033383902189622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6065033383902189622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6065033383902189622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/nielson-party-at-felds.html' title='Nielson Party at the Feld&apos;s'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO7nFJifWI/AAAAAAAACHs/bjqcHb7UNhA/s72-c/nikonaug09+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1343952762432832230</id><published>2009-09-30T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:51:25.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grade!</title><content type='html'>Kyra started first grade on August 19, 2009 (I'm a little slow to get the pictures up!) She was so excited. So far, school is going really well.  She loves her teacher, Mrs. Olson.  She is already learning so much.  She isn't a big fan of homework (what kid is?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349635000873874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO18xsOs5I/AAAAAAAACFs/B-Int4sf5Uc/s400/kodjul09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Outside the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO19dGWSjI/AAAAAAAACF0/SoJDg-zk7z4/s1600-h/kodjul09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349646653147698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO19dGWSjI/AAAAAAAACF0/SoJDg-zk7z4/s400/kodjul09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going down the hall.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349655994791234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO19_5kdUI/AAAAAAAACF8/hYrq36Otd9o/s400/kodjul09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Standing at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349661190778434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO1-TQY7kI/AAAAAAAACGE/INKEcmOevgA/s400/kodjul09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sitting at her desk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:  Getting up early is still a challenge for her somedays.  She is getting better, but it still takes some pleading to get her out of bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1343952762432832230?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1343952762432832230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1343952762432832230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1343952762432832230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1343952762432832230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-grade.html' title='First Grade!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SsO18xsOs5I/AAAAAAAACFs/B-Int4sf5Uc/s72-c/kodjul09+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-9124507848882585134</id><published>2009-09-08T12:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:38:59.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Payson Pool</title><content type='html'>This summer, the kids and I went to the pool several times with some friends.  Shane went one time.  We had a lot of fun.  Our favorite place is the Payson Pool.  The girls had swimming lessons at the Spanish Fork pool, but they loved the lazy river at the Payson Pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamYeBVqJI/AAAAAAAACFk/q2DEQXEemGk/s1600-h/july09+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379169744246384786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamYeBVqJI/AAAAAAAACFk/q2DEQXEemGk/s400/july09+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keeley stayed with us for a few days, she liked the lazy river too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamX5c3EfI/AAAAAAAACFc/sFt01EOifuc/s1600-h/july09+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379169734429708786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamX5c3EfI/AAAAAAAACFc/sFt01EOifuc/s400/july09+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra and Amara in the Lazy river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamXcjUVsI/AAAAAAAACFU/K5MpEEYvgPw/s1600-h/july09+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379169726672164546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamXcjUVsI/AAAAAAAACFU/K5MpEEYvgPw/s400/july09+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Corwin in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajXSKHnSI/AAAAAAAACFM/pNK--gP-VSM/s1600-h/nikonaug09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379166425347235106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajXSKHnSI/AAAAAAAACFM/pNK--gP-VSM/s400/nikonaug09+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friend, Owen, going down the slide.  He is a few months older than Kyra, but is taller--enough to go on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajWy0OVaI/AAAAAAAACFE/Awszx9HQVbQ/s1600-h/nikonaug09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379166416933901730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajWy0OVaI/AAAAAAAACFE/Awszx9HQVbQ/s400/nikonaug09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Owen and Kyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajWcMl5GI/AAAAAAAACE8/L28rlA04uMY/s1600-h/nikonaug09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379166410862093410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajWcMl5GI/AAAAAAAACE8/L28rlA04uMY/s400/nikonaug09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajVzm07VI/AAAAAAAACE0/wvShxefarsY/s1600-h/nikonaug09+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379166399966276946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajVzm07VI/AAAAAAAACE0/wvShxefarsY/s400/nikonaug09+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halle and Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajVfF1G1I/AAAAAAAACEs/ldkx0VCF6_I/s1600-h/nikonaug09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379166394459167570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqajVfF1G1I/AAAAAAAACEs/ldkx0VCF6_I/s400/nikonaug09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One cute boy-even in his pink hat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-9124507848882585134?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/9124507848882585134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=9124507848882585134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/9124507848882585134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/9124507848882585134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/payson-pool.html' title='Payson Pool'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqamYeBVqJI/AAAAAAAACFk/q2DEQXEemGk/s72-c/july09+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1264970276560108860</id><published>2009-09-08T12:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:29:57.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish Fork Reservoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqahIjEDCtI/AAAAAAAACEc/AXbs1-RKzMU/s1600-h/nikonaug09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After living in Spanish Fork for two years, I was finally allowed into the club here. I guess you have to live here a while--and prove you are worthwhile before they let you in on all the secrets. Some friends of mine from work invited us to go to Spanish Fork Reservoir (I didn't know it exsisted) a couple of times this summer. I think I forgot my camera the first time, but here are some pictures from the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqagGvu5leI/AAAAAAAACEU/RWQMWRuHaP0/s1600-h/nikonaug09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379162842693473762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqagGvu5leI/AAAAAAAACEU/RWQMWRuHaP0/s400/nikonaug09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara, digging in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqagGJcw93I/AAAAAAAACEM/PMWA9VwmeLY/s1600-h/nikonaug09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379162832416864114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqagGJcw93I/AAAAAAAACEM/PMWA9VwmeLY/s400/nikonaug09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin, just hitting the bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164588733573570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqahsYPTKcI/AAAAAAAACEk/0NOfatNSauk/s400/nikonaug09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kyra digging the "biggest hole ever!" With Jordan (the birthday girl)&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/4931416100554395433-1264970276560108860?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1264970276560108860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1264970276560108860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1264970276560108860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1264970276560108860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/spanish-fork-reservoir.html' title='Spanish Fork Reservoir'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqagGvu5leI/AAAAAAAACEU/RWQMWRuHaP0/s72-c/nikonaug09+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1395706556136653713</id><published>2009-09-08T12:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:12:40.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>How come Amara seems so much littler than when Kyra started Preschool? (at less than 3 years old) Amara will be attending "Tiny Toes" Preschool this year. She has gone back and forth as to being excited and refusing to go. On her first day, she was pretty excited when she saw her Ariel backpack with her name on it (I think it is bigger than her!!)  So far, so good.. she has gone two whole days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sqad5yFY7mI/AAAAAAAACD0/mNC06xZfwlI/s1600-h/nikonaug09+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379160420963118690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sqad5yFY7mI/AAAAAAAACD0/mNC06xZfwlI/s400/nikonaug09+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How come they keep getting bigger?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379160432211784562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sqad6b_R83I/AAAAAAAACD8/rucYMYrCkLA/s400/nikonaug09+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One excited Bubby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1395706556136653713?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1395706556136653713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1395706556136653713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1395706556136653713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1395706556136653713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sqad5yFY7mI/AAAAAAAACD0/mNC06xZfwlI/s72-c/nikonaug09+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-5017076323918566413</id><published>2009-09-07T20:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:51:33.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin-15 Months Old</title><content type='html'>My very good friend, Melissa, took the cutest pictures of our handsome boy last week. He wasn't so sure about the camera--but eventually he came around. His blue eyes looked so bright, and he loved it once she found the little, toy balls. She does some really cute things and has some fun props.  Check out her blog &lt;a href="http://www.melissab-photography.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.melissab-photography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGDzx2eEI/AAAAAAAACDs/B-xppZa6dfQ/s1600-h/IMG_1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923098705131586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGDzx2eEI/AAAAAAAACDs/B-xppZa6dfQ/s400/IMG_1955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last picture--he finally was getting the hang of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGDWFv3WI/AAAAAAAACDk/inrYfUMyPPE/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923090735521122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGDWFv3WI/AAAAAAAACDk/inrYfUMyPPE/s400/IMG_1888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Future all-star (the next day, he said "basketball" for the first time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGCvFPmyI/AAAAAAAACDc/6Iv9VssDVS4/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923080264424226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGCvFPmyI/AAAAAAAACDc/6Iv9VssDVS4/s400/IMG_1849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that mischevious glint in his eye?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGCHtQOeI/AAAAAAAACDU/56wXZPtGPZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923069694818786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGCHtQOeI/AAAAAAAACDU/56wXZPtGPZ0/s400/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute Budda belly and the screw-driver.  We were trying anything to get him to stay still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGB89J62I/AAAAAAAACDM/lc19wqtlivw/s1600-h/IMG_1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923066808724322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGB89J62I/AAAAAAAACDM/lc19wqtlivw/s400/IMG_1785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at this handsome boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-5017076323918566413?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5017076323918566413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5017076323918566413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5017076323918566413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5017076323918566413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/corwin-15-months-old.html' title='Corwin-15 Months Old'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SqXGDzx2eEI/AAAAAAAACDs/B-xppZa6dfQ/s72-c/IMG_1955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3400847516945295814</id><published>2009-09-02T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:05:09.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch-up!</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to catch up on the summer, but it seems like Blogger is against that idea.  So, I have decided I will just start doing current posts and then occassionally catch up on some of the fun things from this summer.  I guess my life is all about catch up instead of staying ahead of things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3400847516945295814?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3400847516945295814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3400847516945295814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3400847516945295814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3400847516945295814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-up!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6400549862614618974</id><published>2009-08-19T13:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:07:09.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcie &amp; Ryan Get Hitched</title><content type='html'>Marcie married Ryan Kevin Groves on June 13, 2009 in the Salt Lake Temple. It was a great experience for us all to be in the temple together. They are currently living in St. George--although I am trying hard to convince them to live closer to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l_Z-k7VI/AAAAAAAACDE/mWLFHuA_lzY/s1600-h/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132439246564690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l_Z-k7VI/AAAAAAAACDE/mWLFHuA_lzY/s400/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "Lyon Grandchildren" minus Kolby-he was not having anything of pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l-zsPL4I/AAAAAAAACC8/Kd-ab35wWtY/s1600-h/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132428969095042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l-zsPL4I/AAAAAAAACC8/Kd-ab35wWtY/s400/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Has there ever been any cuter little kids?!!  Corwin 13 months and Tanya 13 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l-FHdxwI/AAAAAAAACC0/zGdGUIeMSgM/s1600-h/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132416466831106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l-FHdxwI/AAAAAAAACC0/zGdGUIeMSgM/s400/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This boy is too cute! And so easy to photograph!  I think there were almost more pictures of him than the Bride and Groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l9ul5dpI/AAAAAAAACCs/K3ZFyNIAJM4/s1600-h/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132410420459154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l9ul5dpI/AAAAAAAACCs/K3ZFyNIAJM4/s400/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan and Marcie at the Open House the night before they were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l9NM4ceI/AAAAAAAACCk/i7Eki2AI5o0/s1600-h/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372132401457164770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l9NM4ceI/AAAAAAAACCk/i7Eki2AI5o0/s400/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marcie with her nieces..including her 2 new ones from the Groves family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6400549862614618974?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6400549862614618974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6400549862614618974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6400549862614618974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6400549862614618974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/08/marcie-ryan-get-hitched.html' title='Marcie &amp; Ryan Get Hitched'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/So2l_Z-k7VI/AAAAAAAACDE/mWLFHuA_lzY/s72-c/Marcie+Wedding+Day+Jun+13+234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8302661744175061207</id><published>2009-08-19T12:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:02:23.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcie's Bridal Pictures</title><content type='html'>Marcie had her Bridal Pictures taken on May 4, 2009. Mom, Amara, Corwin and I went to St George to be with Marcie. It was really fun and she looked great. The cutest was at the end, Amara said she wanted to have her picture taken. So here she is posing on the bridge with the flower. I just wish she had on cute clothes and had cute hair. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL8e7DY2I/AAAAAAAACBs/XbeGIUw5CYE/s1600-h/100_6372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371751958011143010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL8e7DY2I/AAAAAAAACBs/XbeGIUw5CYE/s400/100_6372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smelling the flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL7zpdZqI/AAAAAAAACBk/Jg18jgnFZks/s1600-h/100_6370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371751946394625698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL7zpdZqI/AAAAAAAACBk/Jg18jgnFZks/s400/100_6370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL7JxrbLI/AAAAAAAACBc/pSu8tbqrsyY/s1600-h/100_6369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371751935154810034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL7JxrbLI/AAAAAAAACBc/pSu8tbqrsyY/s400/100_6369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One cute Bubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL6kTEE-I/AAAAAAAACBU/BA4DYgusbbg/s1600-h/100_6327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371751925094290402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL6kTEE-I/AAAAAAAACBU/BA4DYgusbbg/s400/100_6327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course, one of the Bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8302661744175061207?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8302661744175061207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8302661744175061207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8302661744175061207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8302661744175061207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/08/marcies-bridal-pictures.html' title='Marcie&apos;s Bridal Pictures'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SoxL8e7DY2I/AAAAAAAACBs/XbeGIUw5CYE/s72-c/100_6372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-5498453428924503575</id><published>2009-08-19T10:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:42:13.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My First 5K</title><content type='html'>I know many people have fun a 5K before--really it's only 3.1 miles. However, I am pretty proud of myself for having run my first one on Jung 6th with two friends from my ward. Thanks Heidi for getting me motivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SowpV8sx2aI/AAAAAAAACBM/UhA7dOA5cmM/s1600-h/kodjuly09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371713912594094498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SowpV8sx2aI/AAAAAAAACBM/UhA7dOA5cmM/s400/kodjuly09+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My official tag--oh yes, I saved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SowpVTfZVvI/AAAAAAAACBE/S_5yn4pjBtM/s1600-h/kodjuly09+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371713901532108530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SowpVTfZVvI/AAAAAAAACBE/S_5yn4pjBtM/s400/kodjuly09+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The running crew: Myself, Heidi Roberson and Heidi Dimmick&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/4931416100554395433-5498453428924503575?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5498453428924503575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5498453428924503575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5498453428924503575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5498453428924503575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-5k.html' title='My First 5K'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SowpV8sx2aI/AAAAAAAACBM/UhA7dOA5cmM/s72-c/kodjuly09+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6023636238992542799</id><published>2009-08-19T10:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:25:48.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Over Hurt Feelings</title><content type='html'>I have had several friends ask why I have not updated this blog in a while.  I guess I should explain.  I could say that life has been busy this summer-which is has: a sister married, a sister-in-law married, vacations and so on.  The real reason is someone made a comment that I needed to remove a picture from the blog--even though the entire blog is for family to keep up with our kids and the picture was by no means a bad picture (it was of Shane's Grandma with Kyra as a baby) and the blog is private!!  I can't really explain the full array of feelings that have been present since the end of May.  I can say, that maybe I have gotten over it.  Or maybe I have decided that even though I allowed myself to care and then got knocked down again, they are only one group that looks at the blog, but there are many others who care about our lives and want to see our little family grow and change.  So, for now I have toughened up my skin and have moved on---with much to catch up on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6023636238992542799?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6023636238992542799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6023636238992542799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6023636238992542799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6023636238992542799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-over-hurt-feelings.html' title='Getting Over Hurt Feelings'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-172526088251743258</id><published>2009-05-30T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:39:33.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty's Housewife</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; COLOR: #000000; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/wife.jpg" width="72" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+3;"&gt;51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;As a 1930s wife, I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt;Average&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; the test!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet my mom would be close to perfect... I am just average... sorry Shane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-172526088251743258?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/172526088251743258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=172526088251743258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/172526088251743258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/172526088251743258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/05/fiftys-housewife.html' title='Fifty&apos;s Housewife'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7166623657080652318</id><published>2009-05-27T12:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:33:04.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daring Baker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a really good friend in our ward that has been a part of this group called "The Daring Bakers" for almost a year. They recently changed it to be "The Daring Kitchen" and now there are Daring Bakers and Daring Cooks. I decided to join and try it out. My first challenge was an Apple Strudel... I rolled it wrong, but other than that it turned out pretty good. Shane kept asking if I was having a good time (since that is the point of this) and I did--other than slicing 2 pounds of apples! Look for my next challenge report in a couple of weeks!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340638579608390578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sh3CfgNOC7I/AAAAAAAACAo/5VUlKmaN3HM/s400/may9+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rolling out the dough &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340638585132181698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sh3Cf0yMaMI/AAAAAAAACAw/LH0Y5hGMU4w/s400/may9+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The cooked and finished product&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340638595181252770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sh3CgaOFEKI/AAAAAAAACA4/0Ej8NS0_AZw/s400/may9+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A slice into the apple and cinnamon--yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The May Daring Bakers’ challenge was hosted by Linda of make life sweeter! and Courtney of Coco Cooks. They chose Apple Strudel from the recipe book Kaffeehaus: Exquisite Desserts from the Classic Cafés of Vienna, Budapest and Prague by Rick Rodgers.&lt;/strong&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/4931416100554395433-7166623657080652318?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7166623657080652318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7166623657080652318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7166623657080652318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7166623657080652318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/05/daring-baker.html' title='Daring Baker'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Sh3CfgNOC7I/AAAAAAAACAo/5VUlKmaN3HM/s72-c/may9+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4373936728649296773</id><published>2009-05-18T17:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:30:36.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin's First Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-cc.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=3170534137686920396&amp;amp;site=widget-cc.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=3170534137686920396&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p1/3170534137686920396/bb_t001_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=3170534137686920396&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p2/3170534137686920396/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137686920396&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p4/3170534137686920396/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4373936728649296773?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4373936728649296773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4373936728649296773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4373936728649296773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4373936728649296773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/05/corwins-first-cake.html' title='Corwin&apos;s First Cake'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-8244385139645843056</id><published>2009-05-18T16:45:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:31:23.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amara's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we celebrated both Amara and Corwin's birthdays with a Party. As their birthdays are only 5 days apart, I am sure it won't be the last time! Thank you to all who came and made the day special for the two of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrqdjv5I/AAAAAAAACAg/5Iamndn746Y/s1600-h/may09+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337308367799173010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrqdjv5I/AAAAAAAACAg/5Iamndn746Y/s400/may09+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amara watching her cake as we are singing Happy Birthday to You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrYboOdI/AAAAAAAACAY/npSSNH5-uXc/s1600-h/may09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337308362959239634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrYboOdI/AAAAAAAACAY/npSSNH5-uXc/s400/may09+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amara and her Littlest Pet Shop Cake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrGZyF0I/AAAAAAAACAQ/uRvk_G7xsEQ/s1600-h/may09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337308358119659330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrGZyF0I/AAAAAAAACAQ/uRvk_G7xsEQ/s400/may09+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara in her new Tinkerbell Barbie dress from Aunt Cally and Uncle Jed--it was a HUGE hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtq7kwhUI/AAAAAAAACAI/xXNSL0CxYto/s1600-h/may09+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337308355212903746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtq7kwhUI/AAAAAAAACAI/xXNSL0CxYto/s400/may09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Littlest Pet Shop Cake.  It was for both--2 cakes would be WAY too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337308355981570258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtq-cBcNI/AAAAAAAACAA/ZvQ1rPjEPm8/s400/may09+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Amara spent a lot of the morning checking out her cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8244385139645843056?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8244385139645843056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8244385139645843056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8244385139645843056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8244385139645843056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/05/amaras-birthday.html' title='Amara&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShHtrqdjv5I/AAAAAAAACAg/5Iamndn746Y/s72-c/may09+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-5833828922187369652</id><published>2009-05-18T12:15:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:11:01.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Year Old Bubby!</title><content type='html'>Today is a great day. Amara Caralee Nielson was born on May 18, 2006 at 10:22 am. She is such a sweet girl and so happy most of the time. I love all three of my little ones. Here are some of the reasons I love Amara.&lt;br /&gt;1. She is silly.&lt;br /&gt;2. She is very loving.&lt;br /&gt;3. She likes to play.&lt;br /&gt;4. She loves to snuggle.&lt;br /&gt;5. She says she is "Mommy's Bubby" (if Grammie isn't around)&lt;br /&gt;6. She loves her "favorite cup!"&lt;br /&gt;7. She loves to be big like Kyra. &lt;div&gt;8. She loves her baby brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. She loves Babies, Barbies and Elmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I love to listen to her play house or Barbies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I love when she says she needs a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I love when she dances to music and sings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. I love how she says "Charming" not "Prince Charming" Like they are on a first name basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. I love how she wants to say the prayer all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. I love how she brushes her teeth about 10 times a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. I love how she likes to look pretty like a Princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. I love how she likes to dress up in dresses and dance around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. I love how she thinks she is big enough to ride her bike anywhere she wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. I love how she says that Ben is her "husband."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. I love that she is a little bit sassy. "I'm tired of this!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. There are a million other things I could say about my little Bubby, but I just want her to know how much I love her!  Our family wouldn't be the same without her! Love you Bubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some cute pictures of Amara a.k.a Bubby. (Some of them got out of order!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzi6xuCHI/AAAAAAAAB_g/_Xy-5qQGwEg/s1600-h/100_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337244445885466738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzi6xuCHI/AAAAAAAAB_g/_Xy-5qQGwEg/s400/100_1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara, fresh from Heaven. 7#8oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGziqsPrvI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZaNwlgqwSrg/s1600-h/100_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337244441567538930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGziqsPrvI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZaNwlgqwSrg/s400/100_1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra with her new baby sister Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzia4MejI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VMg-8W4vueg/s1600-h/100_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337244437322693170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzia4MejI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VMg-8W4vueg/s400/100_9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGziHEjuyI/AAAAAAAAB_I/QIyGxDPIStE/s1600-h/100_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337244432005839650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGziHEjuyI/AAAAAAAAB_I/QIyGxDPIStE/s400/100_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tired baby girl, 3 weeks old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzh3JEDrI/AAAAAAAAB_A/DVvh60nxhNE/s1600-h/100_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337244427729768114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzh3JEDrI/AAAAAAAAB_A/DVvh60nxhNE/s400/100_0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bath at Grammie's house.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337243306504540770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGygmQI0mI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/0LCis8ZWT3o/s400/100_0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 months old-she does love her mommy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337243311526244162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGyg49Z70I/AAAAAAAAB-g/LoYhEiBsqM0/s400/100_0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyra and Amara-3 1/2 months&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337243314034522834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGyhCTbOtI/AAAAAAAAB-o/d9RD19DG6Cs/s400/100_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Big blue eyes! 4 months &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGyhRUyDqI/AAAAAAAAB-4/bUBWoqv-N8s/s1600-h/100_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337243318066744994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGyhRUyDqI/AAAAAAAAB-4/bUBWoqv-N8s/s400/100_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing peek-a-boo in the laundry-4 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGyhDLWrzI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Gn1xgw07aGU/s1600-h/PICT0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337243314269105970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGyhDLWrzI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Gn1xgw07aGU/s400/PICT0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grampie and Amara-her first ride in the backhoe-5 1/2 months&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337242081981682386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGxZUjI0tI/AAAAAAAAB9w/8YX35WM3r78/s400/100_0794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snugglin' with Kyra 6 months&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337242085621840082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGxZiHBONI/AAAAAAAAB94/elsKxr0luIE/s400/100_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 7 months&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337242092570948418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGxZ7_0M0I/AAAAAAAAB-A/RTP48ZtmeFs/s400/100_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;8 months&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGxZ1Bh1jI/AAAAAAAAB-I/8qx322gmkeg/s1600-h/100_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337242090699085362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGxZ1Bh1jI/AAAAAAAAB-I/8qx322gmkeg/s400/100_1118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337242094256189442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGxaCRm8AI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/8hW-9ZXdcqk/s400/DSCI0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 12 months&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwXrQU7UI/AAAAAAAAB9g/tslBf7zQ7y4/s1600-h/100_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240954205433154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwXrQU7UI/AAAAAAAAB9g/tslBf7zQ7y4/s400/100_1212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240987541633042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwZncS-BI/AAAAAAAAB9o/DSarXKMON9c/s400/100_1492.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 14 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwUHSHfKI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/XGZibbcwB-U/s1600-h/nikon+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240893009656994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwUHSHfKI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/XGZibbcwB-U/s400/nikon+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; March 2008-almost 2 &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwSAZc9LI/AAAAAAAAB9I/fqYe5X-22H0/s1600-h/100_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240856801637554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwSAZc9LI/AAAAAAAAB9I/fqYe5X-22H0/s400/100_2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; January 2008, 20 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240861440834450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGwSRrhe5I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/kYxubg0vzm8/s400/100_2356.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Daddy and silly Amara-22 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvIHrdl5I/AAAAAAAAB9A/38QryPYDniY/s1600-h/100_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337239587445905298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvIHrdl5I/AAAAAAAAB9A/38QryPYDniY/s400/100_2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How big? June 2008, 2 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvGWKGzBI/AAAAAAAAB84/tH6gJZj2-2c/s1600-h/100_3003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337239556972792850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvGWKGzBI/AAAAAAAAB84/tH6gJZj2-2c/s400/100_3003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby Bubby in the stroller-July 2008, 2 years old&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337239522633839970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvEWPD9WI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9GCzQBTPEh4/s400/kodak6+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It's tough being a little girl! 2 years, 3 months&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337237461190810594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGtMWwvm-I/AAAAAAAAB8I/VECuy0zzOoM/s400/nikkon9+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Just after getting her tonsils and adnoids out in the hospital-December 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvELh3n7I/AAAAAAAAB8g/_hM8_3Rr3U0/s1600-h/nikkon6+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337239519759933362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvELh3n7I/AAAAAAAAB8g/_hM8_3Rr3U0/s400/nikkon6+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337239554123473490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGvGLixolI/AAAAAAAAB8w/2vovGpTd_0w/s400/DSCN1260.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cute hair in pig-tails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337249115133181570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShG3ytFH_oI/AAAAAAAAB_o/k-eFDqHXjCk/s400/misc+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Swinging at the Park&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGtMIuNgPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/zUrA4yrroVw/s1600-h/100_6370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337237457422090482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGtMIuNgPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/zUrA4yrroVw/s400/100_6370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smelling the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGtKTbwNkI/AAAAAAAAB74/wf3tXkw3h44/s1600-h/100_6369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337237425937724994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGtKTbwNkI/AAAAAAAAB74/wf3tXkw3h44/s400/100_6369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara getting her "Bridal Pictures" taken after Aunt Marcie had hers taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her stats at her doctor visit last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28.6 lbs-----25th%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;37.5 inches-----50th%&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;&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/4931416100554395433-5833828922187369652?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5833828922187369652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5833828922187369652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5833828922187369652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5833828922187369652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/05/three-year-old-bubby.html' title='Three Year Old Bubby!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/ShGzi6xuCHI/AAAAAAAAB_g/_Xy-5qQGwEg/s72-c/100_1112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3952226947130807301</id><published>2009-04-21T13:04:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:36:41.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a Disney Princess, I'd be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am a mixture of Cinderella, Aurora and Belle..so with eeney, meeney, miney, mo--I choose&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;CINDERELLA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cUfxk4JI/AAAAAAAAB7I/rAuZU1kERRs/s1600-h/cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327226547678273682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cUfxk4JI/AAAAAAAAB7I/rAuZU1kERRs/s400/cinderella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinderella:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] One of your parents is dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You are expected to do a lot of chores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love to dress up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You love animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You are waiting patiently for your Prince Charming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Your mom is really strict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You have sisters who seem kind of jealous of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You’re afraid to speak your mind sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have left your shoes at a friend’s house before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have blonde hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cULlBXxI/AAAAAAAAB7A/VrysPpqI7cc/s1600-h/belle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327226542256906002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cULlBXxI/AAAAAAAAB7A/VrysPpqI7cc/s400/belle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Belle:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve kissed someone your friends didn’t like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve been lost in the forest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love to read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You are not shy at all, and not afraid to speak your mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] One of your family members is a bit weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have done volunteer work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have a wild imagination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love to take care of people in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve had guys like you only because they think you’re pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve rejected at least one person when they’ve asked you out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4finGWoII/AAAAAAAAB7w/x0_MVsR4YMM/s1600-h/jasmine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327230088697520258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4finGWoII/AAAAAAAAB7w/x0_MVsR4YMM/s400/jasmine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jasmine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Your dad is very rich/important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You are clever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve been with someone way different from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re unique and different from everyone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You’d never marry someone just because they were rich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have set a lot of goals for yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You don’t have a lot of friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You’re independent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You are wealthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ]Your parents try to control your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cT9fA4rI/AAAAAAAAB6w/y3NFGNSZgHw/s1600-h/ariel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327226538473611954" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cT9fA4rI/AAAAAAAAB6w/y3NFGNSZgHw/s400/ariel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ariel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Your parents expect a lot from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You really try to follow the rules, but it’s hard for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re a bit of a trouble maker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re the youngest in your family or in the last 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You have a lot of sisters (3 or more)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You collect something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have/had long, hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You have/had a pet fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re extremely curious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You believe everything people tell you/you’re a bit gullible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Your middle name is Ariel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4c-Y4j5kI/AAAAAAAAB7g/YwoqA9X-h7c/s1600-h/snowwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327227267383027266" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4c-Y4j5kI/AAAAAAAAB7g/YwoqA9X-h7c/s400/snowwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snow White;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You know that you’re beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Sometimes it seems like your mom is jealous of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve almost been killed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have at least seven good friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve had food poisoning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You have/had short hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You get along with almost everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] All of your friends are different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love to have a good time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re happier when you’re out of the house than in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4fK52h7GI/AAAAAAAAB7o/8qlZfgmF658/s1600-h/mulan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327229681414564962" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4fK52h7GI/AAAAAAAAB7o/8qlZfgmF658/s400/mulan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mulan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You can be a tomboy sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] People wish you could be a bit more girly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You’ve pretended to be someone you’re not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve had a physical fight with someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You have/had considered running away from home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents try to plan your life out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] A lot of your friends are boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You sometimes find yourself in bad situations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love your family so much that you’d do anything to protect them&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cUI5C4TI/AAAAAAAAB64/0rakPeou3e4/s1600-h/aurora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327226541535584562" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cUI5C4TI/AAAAAAAAB64/0rakPeou3e4/s400/aurora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aurora;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You live/have lived with someone other than your parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You almost died at a very young age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You are gentle, loving, and/or thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You have a decent singing voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You like to sleep in late on the weekends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You spend most of your time outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re adopted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re very romantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Pink is a color you are ok with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4c-V6UzMI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/NYJ2DdLmMWs/s1600-h/Pocahontas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327227266585119938" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4c-V6UzMI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/NYJ2DdLmMWs/s400/Pocahontas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pocahontas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love to walk around and explore big cities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You are more spiritual than religious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’ve been in an interracial relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] One of your family members is dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Your parents are very protective of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Someone you know has been in war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] You love nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You have/had black hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You would love to move somewhere exotic and beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] You’re very adventurous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the princess’s name that you got the most in and repost…if you have more than 1, play eeney meaney myney moe with them until you get an answer and…Repost this as, If I were a Disney Princess, I’d be...&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/4931416100554395433-3952226947130807301?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3952226947130807301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3952226947130807301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3952226947130807301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3952226947130807301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-were-disney-princess-id-be.html' title='If I were a Disney Princess, I&apos;d be...'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se4cUfxk4JI/AAAAAAAAB7I/rAuZU1kERRs/s72-c/cinderella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7535762852793394591</id><published>2009-04-20T18:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:10:45.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Six years with Kyra</title><content type='html'>I love looking back at pictures and seeing how much my little ones have grown. I know, I am really late (like 2 months) but here are some cute pictures of Kyra Marie Nielson. Happy Birthday on February 17th!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326930251170322002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0O1xRKFlI/AAAAAAAAB4o/_uP9_Ed6Ai8/s400/4july.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyra 4 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326930258030357730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0O2K0t7OI/AAAAAAAAB44/e0c3JWi0asw/s400/39OB1850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Halloween-Snow White&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326930263414440930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0O2e4Yg-I/AAAAAAAAB5A/aljTkwmVyJc/s400/AUT_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute hair in the tub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0O2Z3uZHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/XYfIbiDb3yY/s1600-h/Kyra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326930262069503090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0O2Z3uZHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/XYfIbiDb3yY/s400/Kyra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 Years old-March 2005&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326931471542886850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0P8zgpocI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/KSl9vgjibwQ/s400/100_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snugglin with Mom-almost 3 years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326931476122103714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0P9Eka76I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/IYJY-JolPqs/s400/100_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at that hair! 3 years old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326931482975676354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0P9eGcJ8I/AAAAAAAAB5g/A8DVoHLGp20/s400/100_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kyra with her new baby sister-singing "Since U Been Gone" to Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326931485235687394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0P9mhRL-I/AAAAAAAAB5o/M1JbUEnWk10/s400/100_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kyra fell asleep in the tub one night--looked kind of scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326931490318692626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0P95dJsRI/AAAAAAAAB5w/tfDxJ1WzoGU/s400/100_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So dang cute! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326934786647553282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0S9xPMdQI/AAAAAAAAB54/b3xYc79WBwU/s400/100_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326934793200109970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0S-JpciZI/AAAAAAAAB6A/guCK-sxWx_M/s400/100_1175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326934798374424402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0S-c7GT1I/AAAAAAAAB6I/Zp35er-N724/s400/Picture+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt; If any of you know Kyra well, you know she is a Drama Queen! This is her accepting her Oscar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326934799392214578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0S-gtwjjI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/kXiQwVOseeA/s400/100_2785.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pretty Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326934804552530866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0S-z8Eu7I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/nAtLvQDYntI/s400/100_3612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting a perm&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327177743600474258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se3v7uasWJI/AAAAAAAAB6o/2SpOPK0rPZw/s400/nikkon6+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ever since she got her camera for Christmas last year, she loves taking pictures-especially of herself. I had to post one!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327177735517866738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se3v7QTpivI/AAAAAAAAB6g/A59nUwNUZdE/s400/kodak9+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyra, I know you and I don't always see eye to eye (I'm sure that will get worse) but I love you so much. You are a great big sister and you are a wonderful daughter. I am amazed at your spirit and your understanding of things. I feel more than honored to be your mom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-7535762852793394591?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7535762852793394591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7535762852793394591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7535762852793394591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7535762852793394591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/04/six-years-with-kyra.html' title='Six years with Kyra'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0O1xRKFlI/AAAAAAAAB4o/_uP9_Ed6Ai8/s72-c/4july.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-134573837819224255</id><published>2009-04-20T17:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:07:05.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyra is Six</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Kyra's birthday was in February--however I have been a blog slacker, so I am trying to catch up on things. So her are some birthday pictures. I think the highlight of Kyra's birthday was that my family was here visiting for us to go to the Draper Temple Openhouse, so they were here to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326926270168739026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOC4arNI/AAAAAAAAB4A/3HTrN9dv5Ds/s400/kodak9+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326926275545511074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOW6VtKI/AAAAAAAAB4I/pUApq43O5K8/s400/kodak9+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOzAZggI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/KKLao4gvOVo/s1600-h/kodak9+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326926283087118850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOzAZggI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/KKLao4gvOVo/s400/kodak9+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decorating Cupcakes at Kyra's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOqrvVfI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/g9DN2DrcmYE/s1600-h/kodak9+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326926280852985330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOqrvVfI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/g9DN2DrcmYE/s400/kodak9+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing games at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326926288024093986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LPFZdxSI/AAAAAAAAB4g/lzbiqlu_rB8/s400/kodak9+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amara playing the clothes pin game.&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/4931416100554395433-134573837819224255?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/134573837819224255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=134573837819224255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/134573837819224255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/134573837819224255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/04/kyra-is-six.html' title='Kyra is Six'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0LOC4arNI/AAAAAAAAB4A/3HTrN9dv5Ds/s72-c/kodak9+137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-342456100340233136</id><published>2009-04-20T17:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:50:31.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>Kyra wanted to play soccer last fall, but I missed the registration deadline. This spring, I was literally the first one in the Parks and Recreation Office to register her. The receptionist said I was really early--I said, actually I am about 4 months late!  She has had fun playing, she definitely has the running down, we are working on the kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0Jrz0ZLaI/AAAAAAAAB3w/uliDAGdm4V0/s1600-h/nikkon7+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326924582498151842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0Jrz0ZLaI/AAAAAAAAB3w/uliDAGdm4V0/s400/nikkon7+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She posed herself--doesn't she look so big!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0JrpG1W1I/AAAAAAAAB3o/5hZWDuEC86E/s1600-h/nikkon7+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326924579622706002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0JrpG1W1I/AAAAAAAAB3o/5hZWDuEC86E/s400/nikkon7+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326924586400011826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0JsCWq1jI/AAAAAAAAB34/PjXWs2r4ofQ/s400/nikkon7+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Playing goalie.  They have played 2 games so far- the won the first and tied the second.  Go Starburst! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: One of the cutest things is listening to Amara cheer for Kyra at the games.  That little girl loves her big sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-342456100340233136?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/342456100340233136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=342456100340233136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/342456100340233136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/342456100340233136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/04/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0Jrz0ZLaI/AAAAAAAAB3w/uliDAGdm4V0/s72-c/nikkon7+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2120714281561256529</id><published>2009-04-20T16:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:42:47.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Training Wheels</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have been telling Shane for months (or even years) that teaching kids to ride bikes without training wheels is the dad's responsibility.  A couple of weeks ago, Shane took Kyra's training wheels off, and it only took her one time to get it.  She is quite proud that she hasn't fallen even once.  She now thinks she is pretty big, and today even rode her bike to school-ALONE!  (I had ridden with her 3 times before, but the bike trailer for the 2 little kids has a flat tire)  I can't believe how grown up she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtmfpOtI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/JVB4LNwVGcE/s1600-h/nikkon7+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326919115723061970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtmfpOtI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/JVB4LNwVGcE/s400/nikkon7+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking pretty snazzy in her helmet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtbCSHgI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/kQIkOxtRroU/s1600-h/nikkon7+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326919112647122434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtbCSHgI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/kQIkOxtRroU/s400/nikkon7+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Thumbs Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtI9CwoI/AAAAAAAAB3I/BjLrOOQdT10/s1600-h/nikkon7+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326919107793306242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtI9CwoI/AAAAAAAAB3I/BjLrOOQdT10/s400/nikkon7+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding down the street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2120714281561256529?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2120714281561256529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2120714281561256529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2120714281561256529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2120714281561256529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-training-wheels.html' title='No Training Wheels'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/Se0EtmfpOtI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/JVB4LNwVGcE/s72-c/nikkon7+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6306265373233937568</id><published>2009-03-30T02:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:36:34.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaways!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am posting this in response to Rachel--and free stuff.  Who doesn't love free stuff! (Thanks Rachel)  I'm really looking forward to working on these personalized gifts!The first FIVE people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:&lt;br /&gt;1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!&lt;br /&gt;2- What I create will be just for you.&lt;br /&gt;3- It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)&lt;br /&gt;4- You have no clue what it's going to be.It may be a story. It may be a joke book, autographed picture of myself, handmade bag, or a little invention of my own! I may create you a blog header or paint something for you with my food. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange. Believe me... it may blow your mind!The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must re post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it! Sounds like fun, right? So, let's play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6306265373233937568?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6306265373233937568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6306265373233937568' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6306265373233937568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6306265373233937568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/03/giveaways.html' title='Giveaways!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-6442013513819241704</id><published>2009-03-24T14:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:12:42.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin's Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last week was quite an adventure for our little family, particularly for Corwin. He was born with a cleft soft palate, and on March 18th, he had surgery to repair it. My girls have each had surgery twice-once for ear tubes and then their tonsils out when they were each 2 years old. Somehow, I had convinced myself and Shane that Corwin's surgery would be just like having tonsils out. I forgot to figure in all the added things--like his age and staying in the hospital and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316863862860559842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclLg2jqNeI/AAAAAAAAB3A/NC_8SwqrUTg/s400/nikkon6+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His little hospital PJ's and gown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316860559373050418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclIgkG3IjI/AAAAAAAAB1g/1qtg2uvhcAk/s400/nikkon6+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Corwin &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclIg1JtFDI/AAAAAAAAB1o/0XJvWCRROGk/s1600-h/nikkon6+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316860563948377138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclIg1JtFDI/AAAAAAAAB1o/0XJvWCRROGk/s400/nikkon6+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin right after surgery in the room with Shane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316860569482877138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclIhJxO2NI/AAAAAAAAB1w/H5S99DobQFY/s400/nikkon6+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316860567212972418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclIhBUC2YI/AAAAAAAAB14/Fb7YdlPaT5c/s400/nikkon6+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Laying in the crib right after--notice the "what just happened?" look on his face&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316863854452396018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclLgXO_z_I/AAAAAAAAB24/BNOVdAc3FEA/s400/nikkon6+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tongue stitch drove him crazy-it probably felt like a big hair was in his mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316861759673203362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclJmbkt-qI/AAAAAAAAB2I/GKKYA4-MDRI/s400/nikkon6+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Playing with Mommy after getting the tongue stitch and nasal trumpet out. He still refused to eat or drink anything.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316861771707871186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclJnIaAb9I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/6sP1jD21zAo/s400/nikkon6+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Having a bath.. isn't he the sweetest boy?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316861767461387282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclJm4lkPBI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/UYyufWr5Q5w/s400/nikkon6+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His IV covered in purple coban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316863847427167682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclLf9EDVcI/AAAAAAAAB2o/uh8ijDu4heQ/s400/nikkon6+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy boy.. if only he would eat!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316861777407778834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclJndo-IBI/AAAAAAAAB2g/CDGrqOcCvwY/s400/nikkon6+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy patting Corwin's "budda-belly"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316863854463179730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclLgXRkW9I/AAAAAAAAB2w/hyBTdczebKE/s400/nikkon6+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The elbow restraints Corwin had to wear. They are called "No-No's".  Kyra was quite intrigued by them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are all home now and doing well.  Corwin doesn't eat or drink like he used to, but he is getting just enough.  He was so excited to see his sisters on Sunday.  He giggled when he saw Amara and he gave Kyra a hug.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6442013513819241704?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6442013513819241704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6442013513819241704' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6442013513819241704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6442013513819241704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/03/corwins-surgery.html' title='Corwin&apos;s Surgery'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SclLg2jqNeI/AAAAAAAAB3A/NC_8SwqrUTg/s72-c/nikkon6+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3500586204262040566</id><published>2009-03-06T14:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:24:39.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Darn Cute!"</title><content type='html'>Amara is such a sweet girl. She talks so well and is constantly saying new things. Recently, she has learned to say "I'm Darn Cute!" She pumps her arm and smiles so cute when she says it. She also told Kyra the other day that Kyra needed to play with her because "I am a sweet little girl." Last night, she did not want to go to bed. Finally, Kyra was moved to another room and the door was closed. Amara was crying--then she started saying "I need my sister." It was so very pathetic and sad. We have some good friends in the ward. They have a three year old little boy named Ben. Amara calls him "My Bend," but the other day she was talking about him and said that "Ben is my husband, and I love him very much."  I really wish I could just freeze her for a little while! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCxMFb2I/AAAAAAAAB0o/0gpgRCctrEI/s1600-h/kodak9+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310202504582360930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCxMFb2I/AAAAAAAAB0o/0gpgRCctrEI/s400/kodak9+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra did Amara's hair in pony-tails &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCy_er9I/AAAAAAAAB0g/JUY7oDMURTg/s1600-h/kodak9+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310202505066360786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCy_er9I/AAAAAAAAB0g/JUY7oDMURTg/s400/kodak9+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute Bubby with the ketchup face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCfMGYlI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/jt7T5Z8WqeU/s1600-h/kodak9+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310202499750584914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCfMGYlI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/jt7T5Z8WqeU/s400/kodak9+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the "no picture!" face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCAb5qBI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/OyhRe_sM254/s1600-h/DSC01926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310202491495360530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCAb5qBI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/OyhRe_sM254/s400/DSC01926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kissin' Cousins. Kolby and Amara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3500586204262040566?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3500586204262040566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3500586204262040566' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3500586204262040566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3500586204262040566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-darn-cute.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Darn Cute!&quot;'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGhCxMFb2I/AAAAAAAAB0o/0gpgRCctrEI/s72-c/kodak9+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8001799812404801700</id><published>2009-03-06T14:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:39:13.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Boy-Nine Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Corwin is now a little over nine months old, and such a sweet heart. He is so happy and content. I recently took him for his 9 month check up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He weighs 20 lbs-the 50th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is 27 inchels long-the 10th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is a little compact with all those pounds in not very many inches!  He has the cutest rolls.  Notice his arm rolls and dimples in his hands in the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310191666667503746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGXL6z0wII/AAAAAAAAB0I/3YEfNdMHwgQ/s400/s41301ca111322_4_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One cute boy!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV7vWrbtI/AAAAAAAABzw/zB6B3o_LcHU/s1600-h/s41301ca111322_18_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310190289202933458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV7vWrbtI/AAAAAAAABzw/zB6B3o_LcHU/s400/s41301ca111322_18_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lil' Cowboy with big cheeks! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV6xrRvJI/AAAAAAAABzg/HnQ8UiHI7ZU/s1600-h/s41301ca111322_12_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310190272646331538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV6xrRvJI/AAAAAAAABzg/HnQ8UiHI7ZU/s400/s41301ca111322_12_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those blue eyes, dimples and mini faux-hawk (Shane loves it!) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV6YxI3bI/AAAAAAAABzY/IvsAMQWUlBA/s1600-h/s41301ca111322_6_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310190265960029618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV6YxI3bI/AAAAAAAABzY/IvsAMQWUlBA/s400/s41301ca111322_6_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Could a little boy be any sweeter? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV6Ks5SGI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Nkcd8EDhv_Y/s1600-h/s41301ca111322_1_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310190262184134754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGV6Ks5SGI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Nkcd8EDhv_Y/s400/s41301ca111322_1_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His shy look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310191659778866930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGXLhJcfvI/AAAAAAAAB0A/13DKQCqwLaY/s400/s41301ca111322_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8001799812404801700?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8001799812404801700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8001799812404801700' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8001799812404801700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8001799812404801700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/03/handsome-boy-nine-months-old.html' title='Handsome Boy-Nine Months Old'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SbGXL6z0wII/AAAAAAAAB0I/3YEfNdMHwgQ/s72-c/s41301ca111322_4_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2885988965733189222</id><published>2009-01-06T15:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:03:02.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas #1-Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>I am such a slacker! It has been almost 2 weeks, but here are the Christmas pictures! There are too many pictures to put in one post, so this will be the first post of however many it takes to put up all the cute pictures of the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgTglCLeI/AAAAAAAABxg/_zkfsS91r4k/s1600-h/december+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288317013230497250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgTglCLeI/AAAAAAAABxg/_zkfsS91r4k/s400/december+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane &amp;amp; Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288306697450422722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW7DTaAcI/AAAAAAAABwY/vRTPkMye6sY/s400/december+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Making our Gingerbread house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW9QC0ovI/AAAAAAAABw4/Efg5CBmvCEA/s1600-h/december+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288306735230264050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW9QC0ovI/AAAAAAAABw4/Efg5CBmvCEA/s400/december+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marcie, Kyra and Ryan with his "Engineeringly correct Igloo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW79El9eI/AAAAAAAABwo/60jgXfWe_DQ/s1600-h/december+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288306712957548002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW79El9eI/AAAAAAAABwo/60jgXfWe_DQ/s400/december+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marcie &amp;amp; Ryan-the guy she is dating. I will say no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW7pTO0lI/AAAAAAAABwg/l4OMdvjp9IU/s1600-h/december+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288306707650237010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW7pTO0lI/AAAAAAAABwg/l4OMdvjp9IU/s400/december+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara helping Aunt Marcie decorate the Gingerbread Train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288316980793868962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgRnvigqI/AAAAAAAABxA/tSQ9el1YRb0/s400/december+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again-the Igloo.  Did you know it is the man's job to build the igloo --"woman cook" Or so Ryan says.  Very funny night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288316988660791362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgSFDKOEI/AAAAAAAABxI/fG8oyPtWX5k/s400/december+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Gingerbread house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288306727846766994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPW80idaZI/AAAAAAAABww/i8YBEsepGqg/s400/december+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Gingerbread House and Train Decorating Crew &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288317008235005074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgTN-BBJI/AAAAAAAABxY/md7402B_hwo/s400/december+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;COOKIES &amp;amp; MILK for Santa&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288316998076511026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgSoICszI/AAAAAAAABxQ/r_5F2dOb-dc/s400/december+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amara needed to sample one first.  Santa left them a note, "Thanks for the cookies" the next morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2885988965733189222?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2885988965733189222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2885988965733189222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2885988965733189222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2885988965733189222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-1-christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas #1-Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPgTglCLeI/AAAAAAAABxg/_zkfsS91r4k/s72-c/december+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-809777013023815634</id><published>2009-01-06T14:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:03:47.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nielson Family Snow Time</title><content type='html'>The Nielson's got together on Saturday, December 27th for some good food and family fun time at our house.  Uncle Jason brought this sled over and the kids had a great time playing in the snow.  The families there were:&lt;br /&gt;Jason &amp;amp; Christy with Andy and Allie (and Jared just a few days away in his Mommy's tummy)&lt;br /&gt;Shane &amp;amp; Melodie with Kyra, Amara and Corwin&lt;br /&gt;Michael &amp;amp; Melissa with Nathan, Ashlynn, Benjamin, and Lauren&lt;br /&gt;Enoch &amp;amp; Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPS0gn2bxI/AAAAAAAABwQ/oTAWse5A3To/s1600-h/december+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288302187015204626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPS0gn2bxI/AAAAAAAABwQ/oTAWse5A3To/s400/december+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra being pulled by Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPS0V8PQVI/AAAAAAAABwI/aPzHmP0NZQM/s1600-h/december+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288302184147927378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPS0V8PQVI/AAAAAAAABwI/aPzHmP0NZQM/s400/december+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute girl with the dimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPSzyFxPyI/AAAAAAAABwA/zzEEQa77-Ig/s1600-h/december+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288302174524227362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPSzyFxPyI/AAAAAAAABwA/zzEEQa77-Ig/s400/december+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The purple Bubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPSzCxxEbI/AAAAAAAABv4/UpVdUtcd86Y/s1600-h/december+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288302161823863218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPSzCxxEbI/AAAAAAAABv4/UpVdUtcd86Y/s400/december+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy's giant snowball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPSyiOD90I/AAAAAAAABvw/p5MqkT51n2g/s1600-h/december+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288302153084172098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPSyiOD90I/AAAAAAAABvw/p5MqkT51n2g/s400/december+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie wasn't sure about the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPP0LZxn8I/AAAAAAAABvg/L-jPOg9kTSc/s1600-h/december+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288298882784141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPP0LZxn8I/AAAAAAAABvg/L-jPOg9kTSc/s400/december+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nathn pulling Kyra in the sled--Uncle Jason had to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPzz5k6zI/AAAAAAAABvY/ZIhxzd0XUQA/s1600-h/december+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288298876475075378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPzz5k6zI/AAAAAAAABvY/ZIhxzd0XUQA/s400/december+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra pulling Nathan--Uncle Jason did not have to help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPztnewnI/AAAAAAAABvQ/7CNUFF73-cM/s1600-h/december+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288298874788561522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPztnewnI/AAAAAAAABvQ/7CNUFF73-cM/s400/december+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bubby's snow angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPy3peEtI/AAAAAAAABvI/3wKx6gXKNQw/s1600-h/december+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288298860301390546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPy3peEtI/AAAAAAAABvI/3wKx6gXKNQw/s400/december+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlynn's snow angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPyTUeeWI/AAAAAAAABvA/KyFToinOJTE/s1600-h/december+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288298850549660002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPPyTUeeWI/AAAAAAAABvA/KyFToinOJTE/s400/december+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy's snow angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great time 4/7 Nielson kids here.  Someday, maybe all 7 kids (and their families)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-809777013023815634?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/809777013023815634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=809777013023815634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/809777013023815634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/809777013023815634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2009/01/nielson-family-snow-time.html' title='Nielson Family Snow Time'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SWPS0gn2bxI/AAAAAAAABwQ/oTAWse5A3To/s72-c/december+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-5551473686755525327</id><published>2008-12-18T13:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:09:50.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first nine months of pregnancy go so slow--but these babies grow up way to fast. I took Corwin in for his 6 month visit 2 weeks ago. He looks so rolly-polly, however he isn't that big. His stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight 17# 8oz- 40th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Height 25.1 in- 10th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Head 40th percentile.&lt;br /&gt;So basically, an average size kid that is on the short side-so he looks chunky.  He is such a cute boy! We love you, Handsome Boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7B7zt3GI/AAAAAAAABu4/LGCDRqkCyBo/s1600-h/100_3634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239154954198114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7B7zt3GI/AAAAAAAABu4/LGCDRqkCyBo/s400/100_3634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy &amp;amp; Corwin in their Minnesota Vikings Gear at the Light Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7BmveLCI/AAAAAAAABuw/j-EE-KzouwM/s1600-h/100_3622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239149299248162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7BmveLCI/AAAAAAAABuw/j-EE-KzouwM/s400/100_3622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting up!  He can do it sometimes, but then he tips right over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7BF2KIXI/AAAAAAAABuo/RHCFGwA8vrw/s1600-h/100_3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239140468924786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7BF2KIXI/AAAAAAAABuo/RHCFGwA8vrw/s400/100_3599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at his bright eyes!  The part you don't see--I was taking pictures of his chunky legs and dimpley bum (it is so cute!) I didn't dare post naked pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7AwOEMeI/AAAAAAAABug/Ub31EsZvSGs/s1600-h/100_3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239134663619042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7AwOEMeI/AAAAAAAABug/Ub31EsZvSGs/s400/100_3557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to learn to sit up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-5551473686755525327?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5551473686755525327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5551473686755525327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5551473686755525327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5551473686755525327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/12/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUq7B7zt3GI/AAAAAAAABu4/LGCDRqkCyBo/s72-c/100_3634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4429043098018505677</id><published>2008-12-17T13:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:08:56.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlqJOfxqyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/GmLRjpuO580/s1600-h/s41301ca110803_12_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280868744811359010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlqJOfxqyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/GmLRjpuO580/s400/s41301ca110803_12_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra has been worried since Corwin was born that he wasn't in our family picture. On November 18th, we had new pictures taken. Overall--they turned out nice. Here are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280868750897075026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlqJlKuU1I/AAAAAAAABuY/GLrAnqFgvLE/s400/s41301ca110803_21_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Too cute boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo_hgEpcI/AAAAAAAABuA/9PwJf3FFnSo/s1600-h/s41301ca110803_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280867478602556866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo_hgEpcI/AAAAAAAABuA/9PwJf3FFnSo/s400/s41301ca110803_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin &amp;amp; Daddy-so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo_eehfMI/AAAAAAAABt4/W_w_dmVGdJk/s1600-h/s41301ca110803_15_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280867477790751938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo_eehfMI/AAAAAAAABt4/W_w_dmVGdJk/s400/s41301ca110803_15_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and the handsome boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo-1tUmvI/AAAAAAAABtw/rPi-HmBj2S8/s1600-h/s41301ca110803_7_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280867466846968562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo-1tUmvI/AAAAAAAABtw/rPi-HmBj2S8/s400/s41301ca110803_7_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo-4h82AI/AAAAAAAABto/MgwkIYj0OBE/s1600-h/s41301ca110803_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280867467604580354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo-4h82AI/AAAAAAAABto/MgwkIYj0OBE/s400/s41301ca110803_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra-she is so photogenic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo-kh1QZI/AAAAAAAABtg/e6rVWskpvaA/s1600-h/s41301ca110803_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280867462235373970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlo-kh1QZI/AAAAAAAABtg/e6rVWskpvaA/s400/s41301ca110803_2_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Favorite Things! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4429043098018505677?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4429043098018505677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4429043098018505677' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4429043098018505677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4429043098018505677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlqJOfxqyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/GmLRjpuO580/s72-c/s41301ca110803_12_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4448062216397249826</id><published>2008-12-17T13:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:50:22.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Move</title><content type='html'>Corwin has discovered that he can move from where he is placed. No, he's not crawling (thank goodness!) but he is rolling everywhere. Why can't they just stay little. My dad always says he wishes kids weren't in such a rush to grow up. I second that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkU74X1KI/AAAAAAAABsw/T6jnMDbsjak/s1600-h/100_3686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280862348902913186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkU74X1KI/AAAAAAAABsw/T6jnMDbsjak/s400/100_3686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got under the coffee table, but couldn't get back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkUH9KQuI/AAAAAAAABso/VT2QG4Ni-8w/s1600-h/100_3684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280862334964351714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkUH9KQuI/AAAAAAAABso/VT2QG4Ni-8w/s400/100_3684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so excited to be under the table, until he bonked his head.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280862350495978114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkVB0MEoI/AAAAAAAABs4/9G0nG0vFGt0/s400/100_3677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had to throw in this cute picture of him in the beanie cap.  Look at those blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280862355925213650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkVWCnodI/AAAAAAAABtA/AEymRQGAHwM/s400/100_3746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amara loves to snuggle Corwin--sometims he likes it.  Amara has gotten possessive of the baby toys.  Silly girl, we have to remind her that she it big.. to which she responds "I'm just a little girl." Can I just freeze dry her so she doesn't get any bigger!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4448062216397249826?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4448062216397249826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4448062216397249826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4448062216397249826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4448062216397249826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-move.html' title='On the Move'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlkU74X1KI/AAAAAAAABsw/T6jnMDbsjak/s72-c/100_3686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3398977433579702456</id><published>2008-12-17T13:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:40:15.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>What is it with kids and their love affair with Santa. Could it be the promised toys!? This year we saw Santa at the ward Christmas party. It was a lot of fun.  The girls are hoping that he finds them this year at Grammie and Grampie's house.  Kyra asked me today what coal was.  She also informed me today she hoped she NEVER received it from Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh8RFrlyI/AAAAAAAABsg/kLhlMdsc1dU/s1600-h/100_3734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280859726075893538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh8RFrlyI/AAAAAAAABsg/kLhlMdsc1dU/s400/100_3734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara and Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh8KtNF-I/AAAAAAAABsY/eCoQVlwed9E/s1600-h/100_3745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280859724362618850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh8KtNF-I/AAAAAAAABsY/eCoQVlwed9E/s400/100_3745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin's first time on Santa's lap.  He wasn't scared, he just sat there so cute--with his drooly chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh7bxD4PI/AAAAAAAABsQ/iHpwhv1Hw1Q/s1600-h/100_3743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280859711762325746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh7bxD4PI/AAAAAAAABsQ/iHpwhv1Hw1Q/s400/100_3743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was SURE Amara was going to freak out.  In fact, I had someone else holding the camera to snap pictures and someone else holding Corwin (Shane was at work) so that I could hold her on his lap, but alas the Bubby surprised me.  She sat up there so big.  When he asked what she wanted, she just said she wanted "that"--just the candy cane in her hand.  Ahh.. to always be satisfied with the simple pleasures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh7JL0N5I/AAAAAAAABsI/boJ3fms9FFY/s1600-h/100_3739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280859706774271890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh7JL0N5I/AAAAAAAABsI/boJ3fms9FFY/s400/100_3739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He asked her if she had been good that year... what do you think her answer was?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3398977433579702456?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3398977433579702456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3398977433579702456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3398977433579702456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3398977433579702456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-claus.html' title='Santa Claus'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlh8RFrlyI/AAAAAAAABsg/kLhlMdsc1dU/s72-c/100_3734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-5143342458526231769</id><published>2008-12-17T13:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:29:45.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyra has been in a dance class all fall taught by a wonderful sister in our ward for FREE. That's right, she doesn't take pay for her many hours of class. To reduce costs, we -as the mom's-also make the costumes. This year, she had a beautiful pattern picked out. I, of course, had mom help me pick out the material. This is the first really nice dress I have made.  I sewed a dress for my niece Braylee, but this one was---important for Kyra.  I also had a deadline--and I slid in just under it, after a night of sewing until 2:00am!  The dress turned out really nice, the zipper doesn't go all the way down, but she can get it on!  That's the important thing--right?  I bought enough material for a dress for Amara, and it's a good thing.  She has been so worried about her "Princess dress"  I am working on cutting it out and will hopefully get it sewn tomorrow so that Grandma can put the zipper in.  She wants them to wear the dresses for Sunday.  Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfq2WiaII/AAAAAAAABsA/ycWOAmYqyss/s1600-h/100_3681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280857227817805954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfq2WiaII/AAAAAAAABsA/ycWOAmYqyss/s400/100_3681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying it on the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfqsedqcI/AAAAAAAABr4/eD43CLBC0gs/s1600-h/100_3679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280857225166694850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfqsedqcI/AAAAAAAABr4/eD43CLBC0gs/s400/100_3679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara singing her Princess Song "My Heart to Be"--Coming soon on some Disney movie?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfmx4CoRI/AAAAAAAABrw/XhTmXUazt7A/s1600-h/100_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280857157896675602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfmx4CoRI/AAAAAAAABrw/XhTmXUazt7A/s400/100_3683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys helping--I had to pick the skirt off (like I said it was a long project) Shane offered to do it while I put the girls to bed.  Corwin got tired of the project quite quickly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:Notice the date--yes I was up on my birthday sewing until 2 am, while I had a terrible cold.  I hate that I am a procrastinator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfmi986WI/AAAAAAAABro/5PssArXA1UM/s1600-h/100_3700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280857153894934882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfmi986WI/AAAAAAAABro/5PssArXA1UM/s400/100_3700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra, Gracie and Cambree all in their blue dresses at the performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfmRzxjaI/AAAAAAAABrg/Q6fZY1bbLlY/s1600-h/100_3733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280857149288844706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfmRzxjaI/AAAAAAAABrg/Q6fZY1bbLlY/s400/100_3733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the dance performance. (The pictures of the actual dancing are really dark.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-5143342458526231769?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5143342458526231769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5143342458526231769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5143342458526231769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5143342458526231769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/12/blue-dress.html' title='The Blue Dress'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SUlfq2WiaII/AAAAAAAABsA/ycWOAmYqyss/s72-c/100_3681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6043921535494555478</id><published>2008-12-14T03:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:52:22.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Trouble</title><content type='html'>We are still alive and going strong.  We have had some phone/internet/computer issues the last month, so I have not had the opportunity to update the blog.  For all of our loyal fans...it will happen this week!!!  I have so many cute new pictures of the kids--from Amara going to sleep with her Barbies-Jasmine and Aladdin; to Corwin and his cute smiles; to Kyra and her beautiful dance pictures.  Stay tuned for these stories and more coming your way after the break...or maybe when I get a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6043921535494555478?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6043921535494555478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6043921535494555478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6043921535494555478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6043921535494555478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/12/computer-trouble.html' title='Computer Trouble'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2892972044605526621</id><published>2008-11-04T20:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:54:16.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mustache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREYfasP85I/AAAAAAAABrA/-iTcq1Uusvo/s1600-h/kodak9+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265016367392748434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREYfasP85I/AAAAAAAABrA/-iTcq1Uusvo/s400/kodak9+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane got to dress up in a costume this year, but didn't find out until the day before. We were the people at Shopko, October 30th at 8:00! This is what we could find. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014429089553346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWul8wW8I/AAAAAAAABqI/orQ0cqNleYQ/s400/kodak9+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He was supposed to be some "Night Stalker"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014419879051058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWuDozPzI/AAAAAAAABqA/YLb6XwClJPc/s400/kodak9+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the last minute we added the mustache.  It was a hit!   Shane had fun wearing it all over his face, and we had fun that night all trying it on!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265015051747508162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREXS1h-v8I/AAAAAAAABq4/KljR4iDlI6U/s400/kodak9+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Corwin's Uni-brow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265015049993080338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREXSu_sThI/AAAAAAAABqw/vOcMoEU_0Nc/s400/kodak9+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Corwin's first facial hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWwbdTYVI/AAAAAAAABqg/prpmGTY9LYw/s1600-h/kodak9+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014460633014610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWwbdTYVI/AAAAAAAABqg/prpmGTY9LYw/s400/kodak9+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't I look like a redneck guy with a mullet? Sorry it's blurry--I think Amara was helping to take the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWwELAe8I/AAAAAAAABqY/BA1XGLTY0ho/s1600-h/kodak9+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014454382263234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWwELAe8I/AAAAAAAABqY/BA1XGLTY0ho/s400/kodak9+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Princess--or Queen (in drag?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWvZHbVkI/AAAAAAAABqQ/-rFLHdvpZmA/s1600-h/kodak9+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014442824521282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREWvZHbVkI/AAAAAAAABqQ/-rFLHdvpZmA/s400/kodak9+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shane's brother's little girl Alli--poor kid. She kept saying "mama" and we just laughed at her. &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/4931416100554395433-2892972044605526621?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2892972044605526621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2892972044605526621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2892972044605526621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2892972044605526621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/11/mustache.html' title='The Mustache'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREYfasP85I/AAAAAAAABrA/-iTcq1Uusvo/s72-c/kodak9+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3343933165755497339</id><published>2008-11-04T20:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:27:55.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Hound-dog</title><content type='html'>Corwin was a very cute little hound dog for Halloween. He wasn't a hug fan of the costume--I'm sure it was hot. He looked cute in it! (Thanks, Aunt Tara for letting us borrow it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESURgemPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/DR0zXEhsW1E/s1600-h/kodak9+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265009578879129842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESURgemPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/DR0zXEhsW1E/s400/kodak9+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome Hound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESThSXPaI/AAAAAAAABpA/cV1I1RBNS2I/s1600-h/kodak9+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265009565935025570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESThSXPaI/AAAAAAAABpA/cV1I1RBNS2I/s400/kodak9+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those cute paws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESTUEfuWI/AAAAAAAABo4/EvQ_piRYBiE/s1600-h/kodak9+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265009562387200354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESTUEfuWI/AAAAAAAABo4/EvQ_piRYBiE/s400/kodak9+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Corwin at the Ward Trunk-or-Treat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3343933165755497339?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3343933165755497339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3343933165755497339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3343933165755497339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3343933165755497339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-hound-dog.html' title='Halloween Hound-dog'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRESURgemPI/AAAAAAAABpQ/DR0zXEhsW1E/s72-c/kodak9+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3078893039485821134</id><published>2008-11-04T20:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:39:42.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Princesses and Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween has come and gone. Amara was so excited to be "Cinderwella" and Kyra was "Sleeping Beauty". They each got to wear their costumes two days but a multitude of times. Amara really got into trick-or-treating. She loved getting candy. She asked just about every house "what's you name?" and she would tell them she was "Cinderwella".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPCeBEBfI/AAAAAAAABow/9fbcPRFtVm4/s1600-h/kodak9+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005974464497138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPCeBEBfI/AAAAAAAABow/9fbcPRFtVm4/s400/kodak9+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping Beauty Kyra and Cinderella Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPB60iqRI/AAAAAAAABoo/eLD5Lvxmf7s/s1600-h/kodak9+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005965016738066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPB60iqRI/AAAAAAAABoo/eLD5Lvxmf7s/s400/kodak9+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra looked absolutely beautiful. She wore her fake hair from Disneyland, make-up and crown from Aunt Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPBp_vvOI/AAAAAAAABog/PUM_7Hdqs0E/s1600-h/kodak9+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005960500329698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPBp_vvOI/AAAAAAAABog/PUM_7Hdqs0E/s400/kodak9+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I forget how beautiful she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPBUBU1yI/AAAAAAAABoY/EizRaDfxFAk/s1600-h/kodak9+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005954601375522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPBUBU1yI/AAAAAAAABoY/EizRaDfxFAk/s400/kodak9+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubby Cinderella was so cute. She pranced and danced in her costume. She wore it a lot before "Hallowing" She insisted on curlers in her hair, a ribbon "pretty" and a crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPBMwPO3I/AAAAAAAABoQ/LkuvxtDBthY/s1600-h/kodak9+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005952650656626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPBMwPO3I/AAAAAAAABoQ/LkuvxtDBthY/s400/kodak9+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The costume was too big, so she had to wear a shirt underneath.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265011316161297058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRET5ZY0uqI/AAAAAAAABpY/dh1ImL3Qtl0/s400/kodak9+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A friend of mine (see Heidi D's blog from Spanish Fork) tended the younger two on Halloween so I could help with Kyra's classroom party. Amara kept asking my friend's little boy, Ben, to dance and be her Prince Charming.  This picture is at her house.  Ben is the cute Pirate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265011324987698882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRET56RM7sI/AAAAAAAABpg/kGyXm-nm-9o/s400/kodak9+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cutest of all was them asking Daddy to be "Charming" so they could dance with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265011327633252130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SRET6EH83yI/AAAAAAAABpo/SCnhRjjnJcA/s400/kodak9+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Halloween night: Kyra-Sleeping Beauty, Alli-Snow White, Andy-Beach Bum, Amara-Cinderella and Corwin-Hound-dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3078893039485821134?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3078893039485821134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3078893039485821134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3078893039485821134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3078893039485821134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-princesses.html' title='Halloween Princesses and Family'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SREPCeBEBfI/AAAAAAAABow/9fbcPRFtVm4/s72-c/kodak9+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-9049132511470926062</id><published>2008-10-24T16:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:26:05.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJK8vyvtyI/AAAAAAAABoI/F_nwt3U6Org/s1600-h/kodak08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260849722204075810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJK8vyvtyI/AAAAAAAABoI/F_nwt3U6Org/s400/kodak08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here are a couple of cute pictures of our family. Kyra asked me the other day "Why do I (meaning Kyra) have a long, skinny face like Dad's, and Amara and Corwin have round faces like yours (meaning mine)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas on that one???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJK8TSkBSI/AAAAAAAABoA/nYR5Dde_DWQ/s1600-h/kodak08+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260849714552898850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJK8TSkBSI/AAAAAAAABoA/nYR5Dde_DWQ/s400/kodak08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-9049132511470926062?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/9049132511470926062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=9049132511470926062' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/9049132511470926062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/9049132511470926062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-family.html' title='Our Family'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJK8vyvtyI/AAAAAAAABoI/F_nwt3U6Org/s72-c/kodak08+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3637693279544943830</id><published>2008-10-24T16:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:20:58.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Cute Pun-kin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJJ5YEwhBI/AAAAAAAABn4/ijkaeT45spM/s1600-h/kodak08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260848564785939474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJJ5YEwhBI/AAAAAAAABn4/ijkaeT45spM/s400/kodak08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I keep saying it...but we have one cute punkin at our house! He is getting so big. He is a chunky little man who loves to eat, loves his mommy, loves his daddy, loves his sisters, loves his swing and loves his toys.  And we love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJH3CXiCFI/AAAAAAAABng/P-SziGj_7Sc/s1600-h/kodak08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260846325576108114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJH3CXiCFI/AAAAAAAABng/P-SziGj_7Sc/s400/kodak08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that round little face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJH2SZvEKI/AAAAAAAABnQ/A7YE1EuIvTM/s1600-h/kodak08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260846312700448930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJH2SZvEKI/AAAAAAAABnQ/A7YE1EuIvTM/s400/kodak08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3637693279544943830?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3637693279544943830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3637693279544943830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3637693279544943830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3637693279544943830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-cute-pun-kin.html' title='One Cute Pun-kin'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJJ5YEwhBI/AAAAAAAABn4/ijkaeT45spM/s72-c/kodak08+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4877384842558584293</id><published>2008-10-24T15:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:07:44.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Handsome Boy!</title><content type='html'>Here some pictures of our handsome boy from the other night.  He is such a good baby.  He is so happy and patient with his sassy sisters.  It's been an adjustment to not be able to really accessorize his clothes with hairbows, bracelets, earrings, and so on... so I have to stick to cute shoes.  I don't know if you can see his cute blue tennis shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGfu-e9UI/AAAAAAAABnI/qoWkBgGkAKw/s1600-h/kodak08+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260844825722156354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGfu-e9UI/AAAAAAAABnI/qoWkBgGkAKw/s400/kodak08+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AaaaCHOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGfIOvwUI/AAAAAAAABnA/v1SjZ_3lTFk/s1600-h/kodak08+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260844815321383234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGfIOvwUI/AAAAAAAABnA/v1SjZ_3lTFk/s400/kodak08+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This boy loves his mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGetKmObI/AAAAAAAABm4/AjGgSd_Fb_I/s1600-h/kodak08+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260844808056224178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGetKmObI/AAAAAAAABm4/AjGgSd_Fb_I/s400/kodak08+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And his Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGeR-Ei0I/AAAAAAAABmw/hePjQuAApAY/s1600-h/kodak08+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260844800755927874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGeR-Ei0I/AAAAAAAABmw/hePjQuAApAY/s400/kodak08+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those cute shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGeMS8cYI/AAAAAAAABmo/_nnfZ3tHzfw/s1600-h/kodak08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260844799232864642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGeMS8cYI/AAAAAAAABmo/_nnfZ3tHzfw/s400/kodak08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's our "home-boy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4877384842558584293?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4877384842558584293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4877384842558584293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4877384842558584293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4877384842558584293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-handsome-boy.html' title='One Handsome Boy!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJGfu-e9UI/AAAAAAAABnI/qoWkBgGkAKw/s72-c/kodak08+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1589319953391957149</id><published>2008-10-24T15:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:56:03.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU Fan</title><content type='html'>Sorry to Grampie, Uncle Ryan and even Dr. Gatherum who helped bring this handsome boy into the world.... but Corwin is our little BYU FAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJD8VrelLI/AAAAAAAABmg/OJwoVoHbK7g/s1600-h/kodak08+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260842018612876466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJD8VrelLI/AAAAAAAABmg/OJwoVoHbK7g/s400/kodak08+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJD8Pk_xRI/AAAAAAAABmY/qwlDe001eTU/s1600-h/kodak08+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260842016975078674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJD8Pk_xRI/AAAAAAAABmY/qwlDe001eTU/s400/kodak08+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1589319953391957149?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1589319953391957149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1589319953391957149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1589319953391957149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1589319953391957149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/byu-fan.html' title='BYU Fan'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJD8VrelLI/AAAAAAAABmg/OJwoVoHbK7g/s72-c/kodak08+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-5122076096787905910</id><published>2008-10-16T17:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:50:22.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;++Beware of Nudity++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; It has happened, Amara has decided she wants to wear big-girl panties. Not just any panties, only princess panties. We are in week two of our journey out of 2 kids in diapers. She is really doing well. Her accidents have almost all been in the bathroom as she is attempting to get her pants down and onto the toilet. She is so big and cute! She was dry all day the first day, second day was full of accidents, but only maybe one accident a day since then! It will be a while until she is dry at naps and nighttime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260840572452507810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJCoKT-kKI/AAAAAAAABmQ/fLb1WXmWUr4/s400/Copy+of+kodak08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is so proud of herself. And she loves the "mm's" really they are skittles!  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260840569659415346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJCn_6DWzI/AAAAAAAABmI/OvPbQxY_L8c/s400/kodak08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOORAY FOR BUBBY!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260840565173402658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJCnvMgPCI/AAAAAAAABmA/Da0UjlITnos/s400/kodak08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-5122076096787905910?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5122076096787905910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5122076096787905910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5122076096787905910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5122076096787905910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SQJCoKT-kKI/AAAAAAAABmQ/fLb1WXmWUr4/s72-c/Copy+of+kodak08+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3158931382929132959</id><published>2008-10-16T17:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:42:41.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfKr1oPT_I/AAAAAAAABi4/uD770Z1vZHk/s1600-h/shanemel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257893944457383922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfKr1oPT_I/AAAAAAAABi4/uD770Z1vZHk/s400/shanemel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; September 28, 2008, we celebrated our Seventh Anniversary. My parents kept the sassy girls and handsome boy. Shane and I were able to go to St George to the temple--where it all began! We then went out to dinner and then to Les Miserables at Tuacahn. It was wonderful. We chatted and laughed--mostly about the kids. It was so great to spend time as a couple. Thanks Mom for keeping the kids! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257893949379671794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfKsH9zdvI/AAAAAAAABjA/9m6xNiCb0_M/s400/shamel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257893949252053042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfKsHfYKDI/AAAAAAAABjI/cNcHAIgCE4w/s400/shamel3.jpg" border="0" /&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/4931416100554395433-3158931382929132959?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3158931382929132959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3158931382929132959' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3158931382929132959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3158931382929132959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfKr1oPT_I/AAAAAAAABi4/uD770Z1vZHk/s72-c/shanemel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3948995754085443776</id><published>2008-10-16T16:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:08:41.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So I had every intention of posting a very thoughtful and wonderful post about Shane on his birthday-- but I guess he will just have to understand that it is happening two days late...sorry honey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257890784297152450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfHz5HU78I/AAAAAAAABig/AoS3GfN8WjM/s400/nikon3+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shane, Amara, Kyra and Harvey at Thanksgiving Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Top 30 Reasons I Love Shane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;1. I love your dimples!&lt;br /&gt;2. I love how you never complain in the middle of the night when I ask for help with the kids (even when it's multiple times like last night)&lt;br /&gt;3. I love how you love whatever food I make.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love how you always say "Thank-you" for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love how you understand that I hate to unload the clean dishes--so you always do it!&lt;br /&gt;6. I love how you like to decorate and hang pictures with me.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love how you like to look nice.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love how you look all dressed up for church or work.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love that you like to watch "Chick-Flicks" with me (except Pride and Prejudice)&lt;br /&gt;10. I love how you never complain about my projects I arrange for Mom.&lt;br /&gt;11. I love how you like to play games.&lt;br /&gt;12. I love to watch you play boardgames with Kyra.&lt;br /&gt;13. I love how you smile at the cute things our kids do.&lt;br /&gt;14. I love how you lead our family as the Patriarch.&lt;br /&gt;15. I love how you always tell the girls they are beautiful just like their mom.&lt;br /&gt;16. I love how you don't disagree when I tell you that Kyra gets her drama from you!&lt;br /&gt;17. I love how you sing silly songs to the kids all the time.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love how you are so precise when folding clothes.&lt;br /&gt;19. I love how you use the different voices when reading stories to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;20. I love how you take the girls to church when I am sleeping from work.&lt;br /&gt;21. I love how you do the girl's hair.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love how you look for the girl's matching clothes.. because you know I like them to match!&lt;br /&gt;23. I love your beautiful blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;24. I love how you don't gossip.&lt;br /&gt;25. I love how you respect and love your parents.&lt;br /&gt;26. I love that you are a romantic.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love the butterflies you still give me after 7 years!&lt;br /&gt;28. I love how you like to decorate for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;29. I love how you work hard to support our family.&lt;br /&gt;30. I love how you love our two sassy girls, one handsome boy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Nielson! Here's to at least 30 more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257888549321047970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfFxzLf_6I/AAAAAAAABiA/GI1-YTC9FMM/s400/kodak6+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257888567025757266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfFy1IobFI/AAAAAAAABiQ/DkFWhVOwIO0/s400/100_2520.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyra and Shane at Kyra's Preschool Graduation&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257890789615446210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfH0M7TqMI/AAAAAAAABio/T42Ws8ZtIpg/s400/pic10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shane &amp;amp; Corwin&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257890791783659938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfH0VAP-aI/AAAAAAAABiw/jgcQxFAsKV0/s400/Disney+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shane, Kyra and Amara at Disneyland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3948995754085443776?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3948995754085443776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3948995754085443776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3948995754085443776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3948995754085443776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-3-0.html' title='The Big 3-0'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SPfHz5HU78I/AAAAAAAABig/AoS3GfN8WjM/s72-c/nikon3+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8013088917272512</id><published>2008-09-30T18:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:09:31.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>5 things on today's "to do" list...&lt;br /&gt;1- Go to the bank&lt;br /&gt;2- Clean my house-that is on every days' list&lt;br /&gt;3- Go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;4- Organize garage&lt;br /&gt;5- Make dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;1- Keebler Elf Sandwich cookies&lt;br /&gt;2- Brownie with Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;3- Pecan Pie&lt;br /&gt;4 –Trail mix&lt;br /&gt;5- Ice cream with cookie sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a millionaire...&lt;br /&gt;1- QUIT WORK!&lt;br /&gt;2- Go on a long vacation&lt;br /&gt;3- Get out of debt&lt;br /&gt;4- Save!&lt;br /&gt;5- Help my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs that I have had&lt;br /&gt;1-MA/LPN in OB/GYN's Doctor office&lt;br /&gt;2-Bookkeeper&lt;br /&gt;3-Babysitter&lt;br /&gt;4-Registered Nurse- several different places&lt;br /&gt;5-MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:Each player answers the question themselves. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blog and leaves them a comment letting them know that they've been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person that tagged you know when you've answered the questions on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;1-Michelle&lt;br /&gt;2- Anna&lt;br /&gt;3- Jamie Hillier&lt;br /&gt;4-Rachel Rice&lt;br /&gt;5- Staci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8013088917272512?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8013088917272512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8013088917272512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8013088917272512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8013088917272512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-2446007528995071925</id><published>2008-09-30T17:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:51:59.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Corwin is now over 4 months old.  My how time flies!  He is such a happy, chunky boy.  He is by far my biggest baby.  He has the cutest chunky legs and cheeks!  He is generally a happy boy--just feed him!   He got ear tubes yesterday, and did well.  Here are some random pictures of him.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3OyjlE0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/eYYDrKSgPnc/s1600-h/100_3310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961580184474434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3OyjlE0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/eYYDrKSgPnc/s400/100_3310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiley boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PDHnolI/AAAAAAAABhY/mrxXvdHHl_g/s1600-h/100_3313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961584630604370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PDHnolI/AAAAAAAABhY/mrxXvdHHl_g/s400/100_3313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PU5tugI/AAAAAAAABhg/i7d57cbT-nI/s1600-h/100_3289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961589404121602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PU5tugI/AAAAAAAABhg/i7d57cbT-nI/s400/100_3289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amara loves to hold Corwin--he is pretty patient with her.  What choice does he have, he can't get away! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PqB-dEI/AAAAAAAABho/iL6fj1GMCwE/s1600-h/100_3301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961595075916866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PqB-dEI/AAAAAAAABho/iL6fj1GMCwE/s400/100_3301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naked boy-- I was trying to shoe his chunky legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PzSlvXI/AAAAAAAABhw/AxsHSykCHLA/s1600-h/100_3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961597561519474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3PzSlvXI/AAAAAAAABhw/AxsHSykCHLA/s400/100_3280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Handsome boy.  Notice the little loafer shoes-I bought those when I was pregnant with Kyra, in hopes that she would be a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK13kxjccI/AAAAAAAABgo/PBsmfMomW6c/s1600-h/100_3219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251960081836372418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK13kxjccI/AAAAAAAABgo/PBsmfMomW6c/s400/100_3219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra and Corwin.  She is the best helper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK139VfGuI/AAAAAAAABgw/usqlHagTuhM/s1600-h/100_3228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251960088429533922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK139VfGuI/AAAAAAAABgw/usqlHagTuhM/s400/100_3228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corwin sitting on daddy's lap. (I really don't like the Simpsons!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corwin started cereal a couple of weeks ago.  He still wakes up at 3:00 am to eat every night.  I was hoping some cereal would stop that, but he still wakes up to fill his chunky little legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK14UF8IHI/AAAAAAAABg4/-VyoDVywLQs/s1600-h/100_3282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251960094538342514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK14UF8IHI/AAAAAAAABg4/-VyoDVywLQs/s400/100_3282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At first he wasn't sure, but now he has the hang of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK14r--nJI/AAAAAAAABhA/V6ojm7hZJEM/s1600-h/100_3284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251960100951596178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK14r--nJI/AAAAAAAABhA/V6ojm7hZJEM/s400/100_3284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK14q6izxI/AAAAAAAABhI/ePwUNwJM-lc/s1600-h/100_3285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251960100664561426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK14q6izxI/AAAAAAAABhI/ePwUNwJM-lc/s400/100_3285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Things Corwin can do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roll from tummy to back and back to tummy (when he is mad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smile and Laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coo and Squeek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch Mommy--turn his head back and forth in the bouncer to watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Play with his toys in his bouncer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a big fan of the binki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVES his hands to chew on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2446007528995071925?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2446007528995071925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2446007528995071925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2446007528995071925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2446007528995071925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/09/corwin.html' title='Corwin'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOK3OyjlE0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/eYYDrKSgPnc/s72-c/100_3310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7371864396682309550</id><published>2008-09-30T16:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:23:08.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Friday, September 19th, Amara and Kyra were playing on Kyra's bike. Amara was on the bike and Kyra was pushing her. Kyra was worried the bike was going to tip over, so she let go and it tipped over. Amara hit her chin on the curb. I was sure instantly that she would need stitches. She was so calm and cute. She talked and talked at the Doctor's office. She wanted to get up on the bed by herself. We thought she was going to be really good--until they numbed it. Then, my sweet angel turned into a raving beast! After it was numbed they washed it--with cold water and got her hair wet. That was quite an insult to her. Even with myself and the nurse holding her down while the doctor tried to stitch--she was too strong. They had to sedate her with a little Versed and Ketamine. She was so funny on drugs--but she held still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWHR336I/AAAAAAAABfY/0Fdi0FxOaKE/s1600-h/nilon5+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251952909913415586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWHR336I/AAAAAAAABfY/0Fdi0FxOaKE/s400/nilon5+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laying on the bed letting everyone see her cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWR1sjbI/AAAAAAAABfg/NP1nYrUDPs0/s1600-h/nilon5+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251952912748023218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWR1sjbI/AAAAAAAABfg/NP1nYrUDPs0/s400/nilon5+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor little drugged girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My baby loves her babies! Amara has always loved her babies. On this day she was so tired, she got up in the chair and went to sleep--snuggling her baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWh1COZI/AAAAAAAABfo/AfB9KHfvTkA/s1600-h/100_3217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251952917040216466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWh1COZI/AAAAAAAABfo/AfB9KHfvTkA/s400/100_3217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvW80bTnI/AAAAAAAABfw/TnveiaIVkpg/s1600-h/100_3218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251952924285423218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvW80bTnI/AAAAAAAABfw/TnveiaIVkpg/s400/100_3218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvXC57w6I/AAAAAAAABf4/XZEqUQm_cp0/s1600-h/100_3225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251952925919134626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvXC57w6I/AAAAAAAABf4/XZEqUQm_cp0/s400/100_3225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course she had her sippy cup. I think we may have to send that to kindergarten in the backpack!&lt;br /&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;Amara has been growing and changing like crazy. She talks so much, and happy day she has learned the dreaded word "why". Some other things she says:&lt;br /&gt;"Dat's hurts"&lt;br /&gt;"Sit by me"&lt;br /&gt;"I eat my dinner"&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever"&lt;br /&gt;Her sweet prayers (today she said a prayer with her doll when they were playing house)&lt;br /&gt;"my blank-on" (blanket)&lt;br /&gt;"Doesn't matter"&lt;br /&gt;"I go sleep, you wake me up?"&lt;br /&gt;"My Kyra"&lt;br /&gt;"No picture"&lt;br /&gt;"Handsome boy"&lt;br /&gt;"I scared"&lt;br /&gt;"I pretty girl"&lt;br /&gt;Counts 1-10&lt;br /&gt;"Elmo song"---"story, story" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956845883616210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKy7N6S69I/AAAAAAAABgI/XdgIqymH4Yc/s400/100_3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kolby and Amara love each other&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956854660935330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKy7um-LqI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Hyj8trKHIX4/s400/nilon5+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Her first and last day of dance--she just stood there the entire time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956835020929298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKy6lcbeRI/AAAAAAAABgA/bLuJkWDkhUg/s400/100_3290.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cheesy girl with pig-tails.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956865902226914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKy8YfGreI/AAAAAAAABgg/WRvJ2lCnTsA/s400/nilon5+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haircut the middle of August&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956855164068338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKy7we7YfI/AAAAAAAABgY/0DP98WgOqWk/s400/kodak6+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amara loves her daddy--Shane is so happy about that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-7371864396682309550?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7371864396682309550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7371864396682309550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7371864396682309550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7371864396682309550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/09/amara.html' title='Amara'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SOKvWHR336I/AAAAAAAABfY/0Fdi0FxOaKE/s72-c/nilon5+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-1931114041640150168</id><published>2008-09-25T16:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:26:22.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;  It has a busy last few weeks, with many fun things to post pictures about.  I will be working more on the blog next week.  Just a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Barnum and Bailey/Ringling Brothers Circus with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lunch with my oldest and best friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. First stitches--and sedation-Thanks Amara for that.&lt;br /&gt;4. Home Improvement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1931114041640150168?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1931114041640150168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1931114041640150168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1931114041640150168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1931114041640150168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-6244454006402267945</id><published>2008-09-01T14:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:00:55.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogle Zoo 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On August 16th, our family took a trip to the Hogle Zoo in Salt Lake.  It was a lot of fun, but we ran out of time before we could see everything.  The kids loved tha playground at the end.   Shane liked seeing the animals and I just enjoyed being together--and the baby giraffe.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVT7bXvAI/AAAAAAAABF8/mCiyAJMmUqk/s1600-h/kodak6+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157867210783746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVT7bXvAI/AAAAAAAABF8/mCiyAJMmUqk/s400/kodak6+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVUMHihdI/AAAAAAAABGE/lmE5QYzH_4o/s1600-h/kodak6+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157871691007442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVUMHihdI/AAAAAAAABGE/lmE5QYzH_4o/s400/kodak6+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in orange--except Corwin--I could have planned that better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVUfYqfmI/AAAAAAAABGM/GamH1VVxEy0/s1600-h/kodak6+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157876863106658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVUfYqfmI/AAAAAAAABGM/GamH1VVxEy0/s400/kodak6+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157162047173410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxUq4fQ8yI/AAAAAAAABFc/StA3OUUyfE8/s400/kodak6+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How can you not think she is pretty dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVUiMf7PI/AAAAAAAABGU/8ZIUvp_Hd18/s1600-h/kodak6+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157877617388786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVUiMf7PI/AAAAAAAABGU/8ZIUvp_Hd18/s400/kodak6+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and Mommy--he was such a good boy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157135962803394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxUpXURDMI/AAAAAAAABFU/I8YXhEdtXDg/s400/kodak6+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157168102457490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxUrPC9QJI/AAAAAAAABFk/1POlEbDiqSg/s400/kodak6+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the boat looking for Alligators!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;MY OWN LITTLE GORILLAS!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157175877335506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxUrsAoedI/AAAAAAAABFs/g3aGgV6vR4M/s400/kodak6+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157177429316530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxUrxyp07I/AAAAAAAABF0/FdQyhyrrqwc/s400/kodak6+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"HOW DO YOU MEASURE UP?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241158464239222610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxV2riCv1I/AAAAAAAABGk/rq8FcW0lfgU/s400/kodak6+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little small...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVU_omjpI/AAAAAAAABGc/BC2ak4aKQSk/s1600-h/kodak6+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241157885519892114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVU_omjpI/AAAAAAAABGc/BC2ak4aKQSk/s400/kodak6+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting bigger...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241158468138034178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxV26Dl5AI/AAAAAAAABGs/V3GFm9fTJRo/s400/kodak6+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bingo--looks just like the gorilla!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6244454006402267945?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6244454006402267945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6244454006402267945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6244454006402267945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6244454006402267945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/09/hogle-zoo-2008.html' title='Hogle Zoo 2008'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxVT7bXvAI/AAAAAAAABF8/mCiyAJMmUqk/s72-c/kodak6+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-930288141653486904</id><published>2008-09-01T14:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:40:52.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe the time has arrived. Kyra Marie has started Kindergarten. Her first day was Wednesday. She is in afternoon Kindergarten, so it was a long morning. Thank goodness we went to play group for something to keep her busy. She has been so excited about school. I love to talk to her about what is happening. On Friday, she informed me that she wasn't sure about this school thing--I promptly informed her that she better get used to it-for she was on day 3 of about 17 years of school.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxShyVP3AI/AAAAAAAABEs/vkYrM3Gn_Tk/s1600-h/kodak6+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241154806752467970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxShyVP3AI/AAAAAAAABEs/vkYrM3Gn_Tk/s400/kodak6+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing in front of the door.  She wanted to look beautiful, so we put curlers in her hair.  I did draw the line at the make-up--she only got chapstick... not the blush, eyeshadow and mascara she was asking for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSiVBkXGI/AAAAAAAABE0/g52BqcLM_FM/s1600-h/kodak6+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241154816065166434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSiVBkXGI/AAAAAAAABE0/g52BqcLM_FM/s400/kodak6+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so the backpack is a little big.. but she really wanted this one... and it even has her name on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSi-Z0HfI/AAAAAAAABE8/lPiNeOztDG8/s1600-h/kodak6+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241154827172716018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSi-Z0HfI/AAAAAAAABE8/lPiNeOztDG8/s400/kodak6+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In front of the school door, she is ready to go in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSjuK0dqI/AAAAAAAABFE/qdTVPw4phak/s1600-h/kodak6+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241154839994726050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSjuK0dqI/AAAAAAAABFE/qdTVPw4phak/s400/kodak6+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting at the chair with her name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSj8t3fZI/AAAAAAAABFM/h7L04ygdz_0/s1600-h/kodak6+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241154843899821458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxSj8t3fZI/AAAAAAAABFM/h7L04ygdz_0/s400/kodak6+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Amara, she just didn't understand why Kyra got to stay and play and she had to go with Mommy and Corwin.&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/4931416100554395433-930288141653486904?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/930288141653486904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=930288141653486904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/930288141653486904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/930288141653486904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SLxShyVP3AI/AAAAAAAABEs/vkYrM3Gn_Tk/s72-c/kodak6+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2091724340304417976</id><published>2008-08-11T10:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:03:01.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Some friends from Shane's work invited us to go bowling on Saturday. It was a lot of fun and the girls had a good time.  Kyra won out of the 4 kids.  Amara just didn't want any help..she would do it "herself"  Corwin was good and slept, and then let everyone take turns holding him and smiling at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvwxXLa0I/AAAAAAAABD8/xTQcvw9atuc/s1600-h/DSCN0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305650679475010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvwxXLa0I/AAAAAAAABD8/xTQcvw9atuc/s400/DSCN0795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra and her pink ball.  She was pretty possessive of this ball, and was upset when the little boy would use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvxucwC9I/AAAAAAAABEE/ZFAxeNpR0To/s1600-h/DSCN0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305667077409746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvxucwC9I/AAAAAAAABEE/ZFAxeNpR0To/s400/DSCN0796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some reason, the bowling shoes are a lot cuter in this size than in mine and Shane's sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvyKZa4lI/AAAAAAAABEM/73hXM41EgOY/s1600-h/DSCN0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305674579632722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvyKZa4lI/AAAAAAAABEM/73hXM41EgOY/s400/DSCN0800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to push her ball down the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvzMjaSwI/AAAAAAAABEU/gXE__UMyPpY/s1600-h/DSCN0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305692338277122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvzMjaSwI/AAAAAAAABEU/gXE__UMyPpY/s400/DSCN0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for the strike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvzUk5tjI/AAAAAAAABEc/Gj5fdfccTuk/s1600-h/DSCN0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305694492014130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvzUk5tjI/AAAAAAAABEc/Gj5fdfccTuk/s400/DSCN0803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara pushing her ball.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305885552416962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBv-cVQGMI/AAAAAAAABEk/LmY0CrFJKAE/s400/DSCN0805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My handsome, hubby...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2091724340304417976?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2091724340304417976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2091724340304417976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2091724340304417976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2091724340304417976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/08/strike.html' title='Strike!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBvwxXLa0I/AAAAAAAABD8/xTQcvw9atuc/s72-c/DSCN0795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8129260797978142206</id><published>2008-08-11T10:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:50:09.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3:00 am</title><content type='html'>So it's 3 am--what are you doing? Corwin is now sleeping through the night, every night. However, I still get up to pump at 3 am. Most of the time it is quiet and I am alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtTXKKIOI/AAAAAAAABDk/-mQ6V3qQEKk/s1600-h/july+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233302946406080738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtTXKKIOI/AAAAAAAABDk/-mQ6V3qQEKk/s400/july+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but sometimes I get a visitor that needs to snuggle. Luckily, she goes right back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtT9McVPI/AAAAAAAABDs/0JRgg1gqQIc/s1600-h/july+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233302956616209650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtT9McVPI/AAAAAAAABDs/0JRgg1gqQIc/s400/july+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtUFBk_hI/AAAAAAAABD0/IGoGvGfrio8/s1600-h/july+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233302958718123538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtUFBk_hI/AAAAAAAABD0/IGoGvGfrio8/s400/july+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8129260797978142206?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8129260797978142206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8129260797978142206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8129260797978142206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8129260797978142206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-am.html' title='3:00 am'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBtTXKKIOI/AAAAAAAABDk/-mQ6V3qQEKk/s72-c/july+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6620160708383266990</id><published>2008-08-11T10:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:43:10.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters!</title><content type='html'>Kyra and Amara, most of the time, are the best of friends.  I couldn't get the camera quick enough, but earlier they were "snuggling" on the floor.  Amara was laying right on top of Kyra and they were both smiling and content.  It always makes my heart smile to see them playing well and loving each other.  Amara is quite attached to Kyra--she calls her "my Kyra" a lot of the time and likes to snuggle Kyra at nap time, bed time or anytime inbetween.  Kyra is the little protector.  If Amara get's in trouble, Kyra is there to give her a hug and make it all better.  I hope they can always look out for each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq99vTFgI/AAAAAAAABDM/vftoCxByHjA/s1600-h/july+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233300379782026754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq99vTFgI/AAAAAAAABDM/vftoCxByHjA/s400/july+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq-IhzCPI/AAAAAAAABDU/oCa-TGRf3ME/s1600-h/july+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233300382678190322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq-IhzCPI/AAAAAAAABDU/oCa-TGRf3ME/s400/july+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq-V37JsI/AAAAAAAABDc/YW5w0wN_-40/s1600-h/july+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233300386260657858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq-V37JsI/AAAAAAAABDc/YW5w0wN_-40/s400/july+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6620160708383266990?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6620160708383266990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6620160708383266990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6620160708383266990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6620160708383266990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/08/sisters.html' title='Sisters!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBq99vTFgI/AAAAAAAABDM/vftoCxByHjA/s72-c/july+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4886441226876232414</id><published>2008-08-11T10:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:36:25.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Tantrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amara is generally a pretty easy going gal. She normally doesn't get to upset about things.  However, periodically she reminds us she is only 2 years old.  With Kyra, I used to get so stressed when she would throw tantrums--but with Amara--I just laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we go from this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298895268238978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBpnjfoVoI/AAAAAAAABDE/h1RhMpb18_4/s400/july+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;to this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298833526037298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBpj9fJGzI/AAAAAAAABCs/dRyasZ02CC8/s400/july+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why are they so dang cute even when they are being so naughty!?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298795218962802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBphuyBiXI/AAAAAAAABCk/38AYgI_14jw/s400/july+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298863624184706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBpltnGY4I/AAAAAAAABC0/_uT-vQbDmIE/s400/july+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then the final drama pose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233298886533661954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBpnC9JRQI/AAAAAAAABC8/56xx4KVC-M8/s400/july+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: She get's this from her dad! Right Shane?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4886441226876232414?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4886441226876232414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4886441226876232414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4886441226876232414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4886441226876232414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/08/mini-tantrum.html' title='Mini Tantrum'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SKBpnjfoVoI/AAAAAAAABDE/h1RhMpb18_4/s72-c/july+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-282836285441841146</id><published>2008-08-09T13:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:04:45.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3y0umkM-I/AAAAAAAABCE/_zXUnLhKs1g/s1600-h/corwin13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3y0-U3VYI/AAAAAAAABCM/iMJo5jklPdk/s1600-h/corwin17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232605333972014466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3y0-U3VYI/AAAAAAAABCM/iMJo5jklPdk/s400/corwin17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We have come to calling Corwin "handsome boy" at our house. He really is a handsome little guy. Even the girls call him that. It is so cute when Amara says "handsome boy" We are loving having our little boy around the house. He is really starting to smile now and "talk" to us. We love you Handsome Boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-282836285441841146?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/282836285441841146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=282836285441841146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/282836285441841146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/282836285441841146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/08/handsome-boy.html' title='Handsome Boy'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3y0-U3VYI/AAAAAAAABCM/iMJo5jklPdk/s72-c/corwin17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7666600242595976075</id><published>2008-08-09T12:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:34:57.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3t4OOw2XI/AAAAAAAABB8/1ovKniTrwgg/s1600-h/kodak1+473.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe the yearly trip to Lake Powell on the Houseboat is over all ready. We had a great EIGHT days in the sunshine and water. We only had one day of bad wind--the kind that picks up air mattresses with 100 lbs girls on them, and luckily that was the day before we came home. The kids had a great time. Kyra is learning how to swim without her life jacket and is doing really well. She still likes the jacket for long swims, but she learned how to jump off the side of the houseboat (about 5 feet) without it. Way to go Kyra! Since Amara was 6 weeks old her first time at Lake Powell, she obviously is a little fish. She swam as much as possible. She was so brave--and sometimes that was scary! She would swim along and then put her face in the water--then when she would come up with her big blue eyes and say "no fish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tl3khOuI/AAAAAAAABBU/pwMj4FZEkWw/s1600-h/kodak1+471.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tmWLT1dI/AAAAAAAABBc/1xeKQpJ6gKk/s1600-h/kodak1+479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232599585118213586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tmWLT1dI/AAAAAAAABBc/1xeKQpJ6gKk/s400/kodak1+479.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Cousin It aka:Melodie goofin' off playing cards.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tmqkDLVI/AAAAAAAABBk/AM0XnI1zZGk/s1600-h/kodak1+483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232599590590688594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tmqkDLVI/AAAAAAAABBk/AM0XnI1zZGk/s400/kodak1+483.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keeley and Kyra looking like beach babes!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tnLtigZI/AAAAAAAABBs/iku5_QwdCXM/s1600-h/kodak1+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232599599488860562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tnLtigZI/AAAAAAAABBs/iku5_QwdCXM/s400/kodak1+295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karsten riding the seal--this was the toy everyone wanted and fought over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tnamzL8I/AAAAAAAABB0/kMFUUDb4sso/s1600-h/sony+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232599603487125442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tnamzL8I/AAAAAAAABB0/kMFUUDb4sso/s400/sony+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane &amp;amp; Corwin--he was so good at the lake. He even dipped his legs in a couple of times. He slept almost all night every night, he napped good, he played good, he ate good... he was the perfect baby. This year-just over 2 months, next year, he will be on the go!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3sRhsKRKI/AAAAAAAABAs/30S7tIhUAeI/s1600-h/kodak1+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232598127919908002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3sRhsKRKI/AAAAAAAABAs/30S7tIhUAeI/s400/kodak1+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our beach babes riding the dragon: Lexi Peterson (Braylee's friend) Keeley, Braylee, and Kyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3sR-9IigI/AAAAAAAABA0/yq1ICESSASc/s1600-h/kodak1+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232598135775726082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3sR-9IigI/AAAAAAAABA0/yq1ICESSASc/s400/kodak1+301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara and Shane playing in the sand (please notice that Shane has a life vest on in the deep water!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3sSbYKGbI/AAAAAAAABA8/rXvbFkJ1zjc/s1600-h/kodak1+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232598143405267378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3sSbYKGbI/AAAAAAAABA8/rXvbFkJ1zjc/s400/kodak1+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julene with Brecklyn and Keeley&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qm4kJZLI/AAAAAAAABAE/CITsHu3mL0M/s1600-h/100_5350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232596295814309042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qm4kJZLI/AAAAAAAABAE/CITsHu3mL0M/s400/100_5350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisters looking for seashells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qnBg2GEI/AAAAAAAABAM/dUHLgYaNCbw/s1600-h/100_5362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232596298216380482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qnBg2GEI/AAAAAAAABAM/dUHLgYaNCbw/s400/100_5362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and Tanya sharing a bath--in a very small tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qnkpo3GI/AAAAAAAABAU/8PiyOKSgbWs/s1600-h/100_5321.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qoTztNoI/AAAAAAAABAc/s29jHDmiaR4/s1600-h/100_5092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232596320307197570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qoTztNoI/AAAAAAAABAc/s29jHDmiaR4/s400/100_5092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amara and Aunt Julene playing in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qoi9N32I/AAAAAAAABAk/Sun3zYXkQZg/s1600-h/100_5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232596324373618530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3qoi9N32I/AAAAAAAABAk/Sun3zYXkQZg/s400/100_5074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braylee and Lexi doing their duck impersonations in their duck hats.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pQvResXI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dEgkN247eiM/s1600-h/100_5149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232594815851344242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pQvResXI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dEgkN247eiM/s400/100_5149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is one tired girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pRbuH3hI/AAAAAAAAA_k/6Y13qugXRUM/s1600-h/100_5174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232594827782643218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pRbuH3hI/AAAAAAAAA_k/6Y13qugXRUM/s400/100_5174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a handsome boy trying to hold his head up. He rolled over 2 times that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pRiI2lDI/AAAAAAAAA_s/4OQZuQvzXys/s1600-h/100_5207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232594829505369138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pRiI2lDI/AAAAAAAAA_s/4OQZuQvzXys/s400/100_5207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nelson--- so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pSKELifI/AAAAAAAAA_4/LaBPdy7G1dM/s1600-h/100_5212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232594840223189490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3pSKELifI/AAAAAAAAA_4/LaBPdy7G1dM/s400/100_5212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kolby, Tanya, Corwin and Amara&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l5g8ZAII/AAAAAAAAA-s/0_LIYvpwHG0/s1600-h/100_5067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232591118332919938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l5g8ZAII/AAAAAAAAA-s/0_LIYvpwHG0/s400/100_5067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Captain Amara--looking like a shipwreck-with Uncle Robert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l51Y7SrI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Te-tp0g6_Y4/s1600-h/100_5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232591123821316786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l51Y7SrI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Te-tp0g6_Y4/s400/100_5079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grammie and Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l6PR2cyI/AAAAAAAAA-8/yoI8bwTg35M/s1600-h/100_5090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232591130770961186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l6PR2cyI/AAAAAAAAA-8/yoI8bwTg35M/s400/100_5090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l69UaWyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/mJLzLAqdEeI/s1600-h/100_5105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232591143129733922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l69UaWyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/mJLzLAqdEeI/s400/100_5105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the crew! Kyra, Keeley, Corwin, Braylee and Lexi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l7SyACrI/AAAAAAAAA_M/IXiaIm7T3eA/s1600-h/100_5141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232591148890983090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3l7SyACrI/AAAAAAAAA_M/IXiaIm7T3eA/s400/100_5141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brecklyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All in all, it was a fantastic vacation! All day in the sun and water without anything to do. Thanks Grampie and Grammie for another great trip to the Lake. When can we go again?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-7666600242595976075?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7666600242595976075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7666600242595976075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7666600242595976075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7666600242595976075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/08/lake-powell-2008.html' title='Lake Powell 2008'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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/_F55WPPqG9P4/SJ3tmWLT1dI/AAAAAAAABBc/1xeKQpJ6gKk/s72-c/kodak1+479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8448611025542538271</id><published>2008-07-25T12:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:11:01.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bath in the Big Tub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the pictures of Corwin's first bath in a real tub.  I have been bathing him in the kitchen sink, but he is so strong, the other day he straightened his legs out and wacked his head.  He's not sure about the bath--maybe because he has yet to have a bath without Amara or Kyra or both!  He is such a sweet natured boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKMnAdQI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ok3R3d97Ijc/s1600-h/100_2991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227014681956218114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKMnAdQI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ok3R3d97Ijc/s400/100_2991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKXoVInI/AAAAAAAAA-U/9TGqP6iICKA/s1600-h/100_2987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227014684914557554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKXoVInI/AAAAAAAAA-U/9TGqP6iICKA/s400/100_2987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy giving the boy a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKir3fMI/AAAAAAAAA-c/G9ytQ1JO8d8/s1600-h/100_2998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227014687882181826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKir3fMI/AAAAAAAAA-c/G9ytQ1JO8d8/s400/100_2998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rub-a-dub-dub 3 kids in a tub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8448611025542538271?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8448611025542538271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8448611025542538271' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8448611025542538271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8448611025542538271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-bath-in-big-tub.html' title='First Bath in the Big Tub'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIoWKMnAdQI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ok3R3d97Ijc/s72-c/100_2991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-935394018936442313</id><published>2008-07-23T22:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:11:17.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Holland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ok, so I don't know if many of you know this story. You are planning a great vacation to Austrailia-- you look at books, you spend countless hours planning where you are going to stay and what places you are going to visit. You organize all your time and can hardly wait for the departure date to arrive. You pack your bags, you get on the plane and fly for hours. You arrive at your destination and the pilot announces--"Welcome to Holland" You say WAIT!! I didn't plan on going to Holland. I don't know anything about Holland. Now you know that Holland is a nice place, it just wasn't where you were planning on going, you don't know what to expect in Holland... this has been us since July 7th.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226440022771675602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIgLgoUwsdI/AAAAAAAAA90/LNRz3dxVU-Q/s400/holland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HOLLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Corwin was born he has spit up through his nose--strange--but the doctor assured us it was normal. He makes a very cute squeeky sound when he eats--but it is very loud--also normal. He originally didn't pass his hearing screening exams--that's not all that uncommon, Amara didn't pass her's either. We took him back a month later, he still didn't pass on either ear. We tested him in all sorts of ways at home and it appeared he could hear. Finally, we took him to see an Ear, Nose and Throat Doctor-- just to make sure. Corwin's ears were full of fluid, so he can hear (we think) he just can't pass a test... however at that point the Dr informed us that Corwin had a Cleft Palate. Shane was shocked, I was too, but I have to say I had a feeling... I just hoped and prayed it wasn't right. Luckily, the Cleft is very mild, only his uvula and soft palate are involved. We came home and looked on the internet--I forget that Shane doesn't speak medical jargon--he really didn't know what our son had. We feel so blessed to know that Corwin's cleft is mild... it could be so much worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we made our first trip to Primary Children's Hospital for our first of multiple doctors appointments. Corwin will have surgery when he is around 9-10 months to repair the cleft. Prior to that, he will have to have ear tubes placed because the cleft doesn't allow the ears to work properly and drain the fluid. He also has reflux, so he often chokes on his spit-up when it comes up into his nose. He started on medicine for that today. Primary's is a wonderful place and true eye opening experience, it also reminds me to be grateful for what I have. It only takes a minute of looking around the waiting room to know that Holland is not a bad place to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226440020942571586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIgLghgqyEI/AAAAAAAAA98/w1H83SRsjfc/s400/cleftpal.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this--the tears come again. I have had a couple of very emotional days. I know what people mean when they say if they could take the pains and trials their kids face away--they would. Life is hard, I feel so bad for anything extra that our kids will have to deal with. I am also so aware and so thankful for the blessing of my kids. The nurse at the Cleft Clinic said "it is unheard of for a Cleft baby to be able to breastfeed exclusively" and yet our strong little boy is doing just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Heavenly Father doesn't give us more than we can handle, but sometimes I just wish he didn't trust me so much! My kids are my life and I would do anything for them, and I'm sure that this test for Corwin is for our family as well. I know that he will be ok and I know that we are already blessed with his sweet spirit. He is starting to smile and flash his cute dimples and he is so patient with all of his two sisters' hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226443626740082898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIgOyaJyaNI/AAAAAAAAA-E/sf39w5tBxCY/s400/nikon3+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep our sweet boy in your thoughts and prayers. I am so thankful for each of you; for your friendship and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&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/4931416100554395433-935394018936442313?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/935394018936442313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=935394018936442313' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/935394018936442313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/935394018936442313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome-to-holland.html' title='Welcome to Holland'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIgLgoUwsdI/AAAAAAAAA90/LNRz3dxVU-Q/s72-c/holland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4758255879477071646</id><published>2008-07-20T23:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:57:58.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All American Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are few things that can truly strike fear into Shane's heart--the words "I am taking the kids to Sears for pictures" is one of them. It's not that Shane doesn't like pictures, he just knows I can't say no to cute pictures of my kiddos and sometimes, they get some really cute ones! I have been wanting a picture of the 3 kids together to hang on the wall--I really must want the picture or am crazy to dress them all up and take them by myself to Sears. They really got some cute ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQi_7cfhfI/AAAAAAAAA78/46uz_jhQBU4/s1600-h/s41301ca110365_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225339949340919282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQi_7cfhfI/AAAAAAAAA78/46uz_jhQBU4/s400/s41301ca110365_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I may just be a bit biased, but I think these are 3 of the cutest kids ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjAD-F1_I/AAAAAAAAA8E/L2h24bEAm0g/s1600-h/s41301ca110365_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225339951629326322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjAD-F1_I/AAAAAAAAA8E/L2h24bEAm0g/s400/s41301ca110365_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225340626503222898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjnWEkRnI/AAAAAAAAA88/Oh9ifqDSDVg/s400/s41301ca110365_9_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225341634035940034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQkh_bFesI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1k-LcFUCblo/s400/s41301ca110365_10_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjA-tWS_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/7LDrEFNfvMk/s1600-h/s41301ca110365_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225340619719247746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjm8zJB4I/AAAAAAAAA80/KeLO8VOrwCw/s400/s41301ca110365_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjBbOqpCI/AAAAAAAAA8U/1dE6kgsm2Bc/s1600-h/s41301ca110365_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225339975052731426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjBbOqpCI/AAAAAAAAA8U/1dE6kgsm2Bc/s400/s41301ca110365_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjBlTyvfI/AAAAAAAAA8c/WwaWSzzmHJ0/s1600-h/s41301ca110365_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225339977758588402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjBlTyvfI/AAAAAAAAA8c/WwaWSzzmHJ0/s400/s41301ca110365_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first picture of any of my kids in a basket--and I love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225340605566318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjmIE0eHI/AAAAAAAAA8k/ByWRf61qXYw/s400/s41301ca110365_17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Someday Corwin may hate this picture, but I think it is one of the sweetest things--just look at the way Amara is studying him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225340613426732466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjmlW43bI/AAAAAAAAA8s/J56RZGdk8oE/s400/s41301ca110365_17_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225340633348974882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQjnvkuKSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/NKT1c0MSm8s/s400/s41301ca110365_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer: I believe if I can spend less than $200--especially for 3 kids I have done a good job.  I only spent 119--and I got the CD which means I now have the copyright on them all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4758255879477071646?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4758255879477071646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4758255879477071646' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4758255879477071646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4758255879477071646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-american-kids.html' title='All American Kids'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQi_7cfhfI/AAAAAAAAA78/46uz_jhQBU4/s72-c/s41301ca110365_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3732674148272961270</id><published>2008-07-20T23:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:42:56.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; While we were home for the Fourth of July weekend, we took the opportunity to have some family pictures taken by a friend at the SUU campus. Some turned out really well, and some not as much. However, we were pleased considering that 9 of our family of 18 are under the age of 10--we are almost outnumbered! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe9hUZXoI/AAAAAAAAA60/8eZSxhW0rro/s1600-h/101_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225335509921390210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe9hUZXoI/AAAAAAAAA60/8eZSxhW0rro/s400/101_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grampie &amp;amp; Grammie with all 9 Grandchildren.  From Oldest to youngest: Braylee 9, Karsten 6, Keeley 6, Kyra 5, Brecklyn 5, Kolby 2, Amara 2, Tanya 2 months and Corwin 6 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225335496883927282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe8wwBePI/AAAAAAAAA6s/leexqsKphnY/s400/100_4906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grammie and the Granddaughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225334160396134850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdu98gKcI/AAAAAAAAA6M/cymiuz-y2QQ/s400/100_4878.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Grampie and the Grandsons (notice the boys are outnumbered!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225336782409814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQgHltR0DI/AAAAAAAAA7c/c7bUCrhtKKM/s400/101_0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julene &amp;amp; Ryan Nelson with Braylee, Karsten, Keeley and Brecklyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225335528334168226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe-l6WEKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/opuS39FaP6I/s400/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shane &amp;amp; Melodie Nielson with Kyra, Amara and Corwin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225336798048525202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQgIf91m5I/AAAAAAAAA70/pyWLzSffLmw/s400/100_4895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marcie Lyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225336772952722210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQgHCeiCyI/AAAAAAAAA7U/V9dBnc7NRoo/s400/DSCF0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Robert and Tara Lyon with Kolby and Tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe9zhBbAI/AAAAAAAAA68/SJ9o35eXbLs/s1600-h/101_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225335514806184962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe9zhBbAI/AAAAAAAAA68/SJ9o35eXbLs/s400/101_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robert &amp;amp; Tanya---Shane &amp;amp; Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe-JnfUEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/toHGo8oap8I/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225335520738889794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe-JnfUEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/toHGo8oap8I/s400/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Princess Kyra--this is such a cute picture of her! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225336790017288722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQgICDCqhI/AAAAAAAAA7s/I9qp2JI3ZaU/s400/100_4859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amara was not really keen on having her picture taken at all, this is one of the only pictures of her posing with someone--and she is eating a donut as bribery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225336785297511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQgHwdwkuI/AAAAAAAAA7k/6kP3eAo2Eaw/s400/101_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Keeley and Karsten&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQduoS11oI/AAAAAAAAA6E/_XnmPS0U_9k/s1600-h/100_4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225334154584249986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQduoS11oI/AAAAAAAAA6E/_XnmPS0U_9k/s400/100_4861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proud big sister Kyra with Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdvP9dPtI/AAAAAAAAA6U/eZN6CS8qFZU/s1600-h/100_4866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225334165231976146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdvP9dPtI/AAAAAAAAA6U/eZN6CS8qFZU/s400/100_4866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braylee, Kyra, Corwin and Karsten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdvWI4PhI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QtlXtcYalHo/s1600-h/100_4872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225334166890495506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdvWI4PhI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QtlXtcYalHo/s400/100_4872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra, Corwin and I--it was a no-go to get Amara in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdv0XKwZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/jSJU5sNO6OM/s1600-h/100_4897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225334175003492754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQdv0XKwZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/jSJU5sNO6OM/s400/100_4897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute girlies!  Keeley and Kyra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3732674148272961270?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3732674148272961270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3732674148272961270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3732674148272961270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3732674148272961270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQe9hUZXoI/AAAAAAAAA60/8eZSxhW0rro/s72-c/101_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4249131002008969139</id><published>2008-07-20T22:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:55:13.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I/Shane/Kyra/Amara/Corwin had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can't wait to read your memories and remember some fun times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4249131002008969139?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4249131002008969139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4249131002008969139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4249131002008969139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4249131002008969139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-5122514903183781985</id><published>2008-07-20T17:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:18:31.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin 8 weeks old</title><content type='html'>Well, Corwin is now 8 weeks old--almost 2 months. I can't believe how fast the time goes. He weighs 11 lbs now and is starting to smile--of course, mostly he smiles at mommy ;) Here are some fun random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPR6iD-5xI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Oi44DLBHNPY/s1600-h/nikon3+008+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225250796186035986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPR6iD-5xI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Oi44DLBHNPY/s400/nikon3+008+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two were cut from the same pattern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPR6zJWWJI/AAAAAAAAA50/PQUafwcUXf8/s1600-h/nikon3+031+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225250800771946642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPR6zJWWJI/AAAAAAAAA50/PQUafwcUXf8/s400/nikon3+031+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara loves her brother--and snuggles or smothers him almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPQzRkVMqI/AAAAAAAAA5U/vSd79AcNjB8/s1600-h/nikon3+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225249571987600034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPQzRkVMqI/AAAAAAAAA5U/vSd79AcNjB8/s400/nikon3+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tired boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPQzk90unI/AAAAAAAAA5c/hQ0J3aaLgLg/s1600-h/nikon3+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225249577194797682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPQzk90unI/AAAAAAAAA5c/hQ0J3aaLgLg/s400/nikon3+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took at picture of Kolby and Amara in a carseat together when they were 6 weeks old--however they were both sleeping. Corwin and Tanya didn't think the carseat picture was such a good idea! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225331178892260274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIQbBa-lc7I/AAAAAAAAA58/-L45aQpBKS4/s400/100_1188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Colby and Amara in the carseat--Kolby was 8 weeks but Amara was only a couple of days, maybe that's why they were happier about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPQz-l-pWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Owd5bNvsBDw/s1600-h/100_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225249584074106210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPQz-l-pWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Owd5bNvsBDw/s400/100_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corwin weighed 9 lbs 8 oz in this picture.&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/4931416100554395433-5122514903183781985?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5122514903183781985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=5122514903183781985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5122514903183781985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/5122514903183781985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/corwin-8-weeks-old.html' title='Corwin 8 weeks old'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SIPR6iD-5xI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Oi44DLBHNPY/s72-c/nikon3+008+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3191830592309023346</id><published>2008-07-08T15:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:35:28.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin &amp; Tanya's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPcc-8EGRI/AAAAAAAAA48/b-gg-48waNQ/s1600-h/100_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220758783541909778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPcc-8EGRI/AAAAAAAAA48/b-gg-48waNQ/s400/100_2897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and his cousin Tanya were both blessed on Sunday, July 6th in Cedar City. It was a very special day, filled with family, food and fun.  We had so many people travel to be there, and we are so grateful for their support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbGljG3XI/AAAAAAAAA3s/vEZoQFYvoBU/s1600-h/100_2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220757299257597298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbGljG3XI/AAAAAAAAA3s/vEZoQFYvoBU/s320/100_2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin in his fancy little suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbHFECubI/AAAAAAAAA30/l0JvKaJRoHs/s1600-h/100_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220757307717237170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbHFECubI/AAAAAAAAA30/l0JvKaJRoHs/s320/100_2903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin and Tanya &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220758175358847106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPb5lR7CII/AAAAAAAAA4U/R5-yNfgUrMg/s320/100_4922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Family--it's not easy getting 3 kids to look at the camera at the same time.. and be happy about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220758189230685570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPb6Y9OfYI/AAAAAAAAA4c/oGzcBj0VWtA/s320/100_4919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyra and Corwin--she is the best big sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220758200382096418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPb7Cf7hCI/AAAAAAAAA4k/wNmt58UWWck/s320/100_4911.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Amara &amp;amp; Corwin--she always wants it to be "my turn" to hold him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbIYUPqjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qo9SCo7RsQY/s1600-h/100_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220757330065336882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbIYUPqjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qo9SCo7RsQY/s320/100_2921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grammie with Tanya and Corwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbJVMb8mI/AAAAAAAAA4M/4IFU0Lvl5wY/s1600-h/100_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220757346407150178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbJVMb8mI/AAAAAAAAA4M/4IFU0Lvl5wY/s320/100_2924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four Generations: Aleeda Dearden, Caralee Dearden Lyon, Melodie Lyon Nielson and Corwin James Nielson&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220758209929649634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPb7mEPneI/AAAAAAAAA4s/13AmBCDTkz4/s320/100_2946.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Huggie Grandma with Corwin and Tanya--her newest great-grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220757314428247778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPbHeEEnuI/AAAAAAAAA38/M3B4gQEt68U/s320/100_2916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Nielson's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(L to R)Shane, Kyra, Melodie, Amara, Christy, Allie,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Amy, Jason, Corwin, Enoch &amp;amp; Andy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-3191830592309023346?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3191830592309023346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3191830592309023346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3191830592309023346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3191830592309023346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/corwin-tanyas-blessing.html' title='Corwin &amp; Tanya&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPcc-8EGRI/AAAAAAAAA48/b-gg-48waNQ/s72-c/100_2897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-7780452665107743477</id><published>2008-07-08T14:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:18:33.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Freedom</title><content type='html'>Happy Independence Day. This year, we took the opportunity to be in the Cedar City Parade. Valley View Medical Center had a "Bedpan Brigade" Julene danced, Tara, Marcie and I all walked and were in charge of the kids handing out candy, flyers and little bottles of hand sanitizer. It was fun--but very hot. Grammie, Grampie, Ryan, Shane and Robert enjoyed the parade-- they had 5 adults and Corwin. We had all the rest of the kids. I'm not sure I will be signing up for the parade again any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY3PN-YbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/m1TcbdGsscM/s1600-h/100_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220754836542087602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY3PN-YbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/m1TcbdGsscM/s320/100_2865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kolby &amp;amp; Amara waving to the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY3oKgEzI/AAAAAAAAA3M/jH_jH5QS-Zc/s1600-h/100_4821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220754843238404914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY3oKgEzI/AAAAAAAAA3M/jH_jH5QS-Zc/s320/100_4821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin-chillin' at his first parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY4faX3xI/AAAAAAAAA3U/12Urbq0o-Ls/s1600-h/100_4825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220754858068926226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY4faX3xI/AAAAAAAAA3U/12Urbq0o-Ls/s320/100_4825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grampie, Kyra and Grammie before the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY5C5-SDI/AAAAAAAAA3c/veg3dcah_BY/s1600-h/100_4828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220754867596707890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY5C5-SDI/AAAAAAAAA3c/veg3dcah_BY/s320/100_4828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy, Amara and Kyra before the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY5w0Lf0I/AAAAAAAAA3k/2GGKAHzT1yU/s1600-h/100_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220754879920439106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY5w0Lf0I/AAAAAAAAA3k/2GGKAHzT1yU/s320/100_4835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karsten, Keeley, Braylee and Brecklyn--all part of the bedpan brigade. Karsten and Keeley were the King and Queen of the parade, then they hurried back to the top of the parade to be a part of the brigade.&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/4931416100554395433-7780452665107743477?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7780452665107743477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=7780452665107743477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7780452665107743477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/7780452665107743477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/07/celebrating-freedom.html' title='Celebrating Freedom'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SHPY3PN-YbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/m1TcbdGsscM/s72-c/100_2865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-344349005637483588</id><published>2008-06-22T22:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:32:04.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amara and Corwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There has been some adjustment with Corwin coming home-- and Amara no longer being the baby--just the "bubby"  She really has been pretty good--she just has gotten a lot busier and a lot bigger.  She loves her baby brother, and when he cries--she comes running saying "wah wah".  She is constantly giving him hugs and kisses.  Never was there such a loved boy... someday he is going to hate all the mothering he now tolerates--because he can't get away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ymAafvtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/rITPk8Sm5kc/s1600-h/100_2548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214942522045873874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ymAafvtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/rITPk8Sm5kc/s320/100_2548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara in the hospital baby bassinet--pretending to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ympRDTuI/AAAAAAAAA1o/fAb-3n7C4bE/s1600-h/100_2672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214942533012115170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ympRDTuI/AAAAAAAAA1o/fAb-3n7C4bE/s320/100_2672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara in the swing.  It doesn't matter how many times we say no... she always picks when I am busy to get in.  She also frequently puts her baby in the swing.  She has not yet figured out that it has buttons and batteries (thankfully) so she just stands there and pushes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ynKJDZXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JWvC0f4M428/s1600-h/100_2699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214942541836936562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ynKJDZXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JWvC0f4M428/s320/100_2699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara helping give Corwin a bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ynaczH9I/AAAAAAAAA14/7lr4DndW4-8/s1600-h/DSCN0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214942546214723538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ynaczH9I/AAAAAAAAA14/7lr4DndW4-8/s320/DSCN0516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes--Amara is pumping!  (Don't worry nothing came out!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-344349005637483588?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/344349005637483588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=344349005637483588' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/344349005637483588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/344349005637483588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/amara-and-corwin.html' title='Amara and Corwin'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ymAafvtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/rITPk8Sm5kc/s72-c/100_2548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8115500108046635126</id><published>2008-06-22T22:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:41:31.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I know that I am really slow to get these pictures up, it's been a busy few days. Shane had a nice Father's Day--I think. The kids gave him a cord for his IPOD and we got him an ice cream cake from DQ (his favorite dessert!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lxIkw8qI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/3DXyN7B1q-8/s1600-h/100_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928419563827874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lxIkw8qI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/3DXyN7B1q-8/s320/100_2788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his girls on Father's Day--reading a story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lxmDTiHI/AAAAAAAAA0g/f8mjYjbEETw/s1600-h/100_2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928427476551794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lxmDTiHI/AAAAAAAAA0g/f8mjYjbEETw/s320/100_2792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra, Corwin, Daddy and Amara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lx56mg5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/bIz0gJ7Az_U/s1600-h/100_2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928432808756114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lx56mg5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/bIz0gJ7Az_U/s320/100_2789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lyO_du9I/AAAAAAAAA0w/gElT_GQeTGk/s1600-h/100_2793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928438466296786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lyO_du9I/AAAAAAAAA0w/gElT_GQeTGk/s320/100_2793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Corwin--two handsome boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to wish all the Father's in my life a belated "Happy Father's Day" Shane is such a great daddy--spending time reading, playing and snuggling with our 3 little kids. I also want to tell my dad how much he means to me and how much I love him and for everything he does for us. Father's Day is "Grandpa's Day" too--and our three kids LOVE their Grampie!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214931354869769602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8ob_cPJYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/uLgQIF3zTc8/s320/100_0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fishin' with Grampie at Lake Powell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214931330761928018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8oaloerVI/AAAAAAAAA04/Kbum3qwBXv8/s320/100_2942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grampie and Kolby&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214931341312452194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8obM765mI/AAAAAAAAA1A/4uZ2UbUGUcI/s320/100_4666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grampie and Corwin on Grampie's Birthday (one day after Corwin was born--Grampie was hoping it would have been on his birthday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214931373546558450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8odFBIU_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/EptcyPWdEcI/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grampie and Amara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8115500108046635126?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8115500108046635126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8115500108046635126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8115500108046635126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8115500108046635126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SF8lxIkw8qI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/3DXyN7B1q-8/s72-c/100_2788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-414745445046795554</id><published>2008-06-16T18:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:17:08.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to Know You--LDS Style</title><content type='html'>I received this quiz via email, but decided it would be fun to post on the blog. My sister-in-law wrote it, but I thought it was so cool. It also gave me some time to reflect about things and also made me have some smiles. I want to use it as a "tag" and have some other people fill one out--or if you aren't tagged, just fill it out anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When were you baptized and by whom?&lt;br /&gt;December 6, 1986 by my Dad. Confirmed on Dec 7--my mom's birthday&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite primary song?&lt;br /&gt;"Search, Ponder and Pray” "Child's Prayer"&lt;br /&gt;3. What are some of your favorite memories as a youth in the church?&lt;br /&gt;My favorite youth memories are of the good ol' Enoch 3rd ward Young Women sport's team. We had so much fun playing--and winning all three sports for a few years. We continued that with the Spanish Trail's ward. The girl's camps in those 2 wards were so much fun. I remember the compass pass off with Carolyn Olenslager when Kolitita Kelemente fell in the cow pie! And I love the year with "YoMo Chicky" and "YoMo Floppe" Such a great time!&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is your favorite Book of Mormon prophet?&lt;br /&gt;I love Helaman and Moroni&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is your favorite Latter-Day Prophet?&lt;br /&gt;Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite scripture?&lt;br /&gt;I love the Joseph Smith History story of the first vision. I love that they called him by name. It makes me know that He is aware of us and knows us.&lt;br /&gt;7. What are some of your favorite hymns?&lt;br /&gt;I Believe in Christ, How Great Thou Art, Nearer My God to Thee&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite temple to visit?&lt;br /&gt;I love to visit them all. My temple will probably always be St George. It is where I went as a youth and also where I received my own endowments and where Shane and I were married.&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your current calling in the church?&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Teaching Supervisor&lt;br /&gt;10. What has been you most enjoyable calling in the church?&lt;br /&gt;I loved being a teacher in Relief Society in our married student ward. I also loved being in the Nursery when Shane and I were in there together--our first calling after we were married.&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favorite LDS produced movie?&lt;br /&gt;The classic Johnny Lingo. I also love Legacy... there is something truly humbling about watching what our ancestors went through. I especially love the part when the wagon goes into the river--because I heard it was not supposed to do that, but when it happened the director felt like it was supposed to happen that way.&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you quote a line from it?&lt;br /&gt;“Mahanna You Ugly, get down from that tree!”—Johnny Lingo&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever personally met an Apostle or a Prophet?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I have spoken with Richard G Scott on the phone, met M Russell Ballard, Dallin H Oaks and have passed L Tom Perry in the Mall&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the first in your genealogy to join the church?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know on my dad's side it was many generations ago. On my Mom's--my Grandma is the first, but my grandpa's line extends back.&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you related to any polygamous lines?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. John D Lee--whom "Lee's Ferry" is named after is an ancestor. He was later executed for his role in the Mountain Meadow Massacre&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you know who your current Home/Visiting Teachers are?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. They brought me dinner a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you know who YOU currently Home/Visit Teach?&lt;br /&gt;I am a Visiting Teaching Supervisor, but am currently not a visiting teacher to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;18. What bishops and/or leaders have been influential to you in your lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;I loved Bishop Hillyard from Enoch 3rd Ward. I loved Bishop Poulsen from the Fiddler's ward. My most influential bishop has to be Bishop Schmutz from our married Student ward.. he is an amazing man!&lt;br /&gt;19. Did you serve a formal mission, and to where were you sent?&lt;br /&gt;No formal mission--yet, maybe someday for Shane and I together&lt;br /&gt;20. Because of your membership in the church, who are some lifelong friends you have made?&lt;br /&gt;I have met some wonderful people in my life! My best friend, Staci--who was with me in the Enoch 3rd days. My roommate, Jessica--who taught me to Country Dance and that we don't ask boys to dance--thanks Jessica! I can also still count as friends many people from that married student ward. I hope they will be life long friends!&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you met any “Mormon Celebrities”?&lt;br /&gt;I saw Steve Young in a restaurant one day. I was there when one of the Osmond's had a baby. I also took care of Olive Osmond in the hospital. Del Parson (the artist) lives in Cedar and I know several of the people that modeled for him.&lt;br /&gt;22. List an inspirational quote that has been important to you:&lt;br /&gt;“Two can do anything, as long as one of them is God"&lt;br /&gt;"Work for the Lord, the pay isn't much, but the retirement plan is out of this world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag: Crescent, Suzy, Michelle, Melissa Y, Brooke, Liz, Anna, Nicole, Angeline, Staci, and Kara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-414745445046795554?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/414745445046795554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=414745445046795554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/414745445046795554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/414745445046795554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-to-know-you-lds-style.html' title='Getting to Know You--LDS Style'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-2189235009492657880</id><published>2008-06-06T16:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:40:40.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Corwin- 2 weeks old</title><content type='html'>So I was told by someone that I need to upload some recent pictures---since Corwin is now 2 weeks old. Amazingly, they change almost daily in the first few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8KuZmOVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/H_McBFEkBPc/s1600-h/100_2668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208901336470796626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8KuZmOVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/H_McBFEkBPc/s320/100_2668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All bundled up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8MPHGaWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/N3vr2LdyLZ4/s1600-h/100_2696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208901362431453538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8MPHGaWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/N3vr2LdyLZ4/s320/100_2696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First bath in the sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8NHBwJUI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3Y43ftUFXyM/s1600-h/100_2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208901377441408322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8NHBwJUI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3Y43ftUFXyM/s320/100_2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family--without daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8NbYILpI/AAAAAAAAA0I/x0mqZN--S10/s1600-h/100_4736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208901382903967378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8NbYILpI/AAAAAAAAA0I/x0mqZN--S10/s320/100_4736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bright-eyed boy. I week old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8OGQa6aI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4SZHOIY_1tI/s1600-h/kodak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208901394414365090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8OGQa6aI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4SZHOIY_1tI/s320/kodak3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Proud, big sister Kyra&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2189235009492657880?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2189235009492657880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2189235009492657880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2189235009492657880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2189235009492657880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/corwin-2-weeks-old.html' title='Corwin- 2 weeks old'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEm8KuZmOVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/H_McBFEkBPc/s72-c/100_2668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3187990216797470292</id><published>2008-06-06T13:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:56:43.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyra Dance Performance</title><content type='html'>Kyra has finished up her dance class now too.  She enjoyed it for the most part, although she hated wearing the costume--it itched her a lot!   Grammie and Brecklyn came to watch her last performance.  She was pretty cute and we could tell she had learned a lot since her performance at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUoT0d91I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/lW8-HqR1C0Q/s1600-h/100_4612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208857864266708818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUoT0d91I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/lW8-HqR1C0Q/s320/100_4612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUo7mRNLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/gD_8gugHkfQ/s1600-h/100_4616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208857874944570546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUo7mRNLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/gD_8gugHkfQ/s320/100_4616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUpD2qbgI/AAAAAAAAAzg/c2SCElQ6NsA/s1600-h/100_4622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208857877160816130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUpD2qbgI/AAAAAAAAAzg/c2SCElQ6NsA/s320/100_4622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUpnsLANI/AAAAAAAAAzo/LCVgzEEhNGM/s1600-h/100_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208857886780489938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUpnsLANI/AAAAAAAAAzo/LCVgzEEhNGM/s320/100_4623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brecklyn, Kyra and Amara &lt;div align="center"&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/4931416100554395433-3187990216797470292?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3187990216797470292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3187990216797470292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3187990216797470292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3187990216797470292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/kyra-dance-performance.html' title='Kyra Dance Performance'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmUoT0d91I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/lW8-HqR1C0Q/s72-c/100_4612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6679789376699969106</id><published>2008-06-06T13:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:45:18.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyra Marie Nielson officially graduated from Active Learning Preschool on May 21, 2008.  However, I am a little slow to get the pictures up... Her class had a really cute program with songs, poems and dancing.  Then there were treats and they sent home a cute CD with the pictures from the year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSAVfTmNI/AAAAAAAAAyo/aEXWJFMsN58/s1600-h/100_2509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208854978496796882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSAVfTmNI/AAAAAAAAAyo/aEXWJFMsN58/s320/100_2509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is saying the Pledge of Allegiance--so cute.  Please notice my little "south-paw" has her left hand over her heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSBSdeP2I/AAAAAAAAAyw/4n8enu6cV9g/s1600-h/100_2526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208854994863669090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSBSdeP2I/AAAAAAAAAyw/4n8enu6cV9g/s320/100_2526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls eating their snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSCtjfuoI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ti_fUZQ1HGM/s1600-h/100_2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855019316558466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSCtjfuoI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ti_fUZQ1HGM/s320/100_2528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Amy, Kyra and Miss Karen--great preschool teachers.  Kyra has had a great year and has learned so much.  Miss Karen classified Kyra as one of the strong willed girls.. little does she know!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSDf9aa1I/AAAAAAAAAzA/zY_W0SxUqB4/s1600-h/100_2523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855032847035218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSDf9aa1I/AAAAAAAAAzA/zY_W0SxUqB4/s320/100_2523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyra receiving her diploma--I need to scan the picture of her in her cap and gown.. absolutely the cutest thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSEa3DVaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/hFF3JUIIU28/s1600-h/100_2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855048658048418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSEa3DVaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/hFF3JUIIU28/s320/100_2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara is so proud of her big sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6679789376699969106?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6679789376699969106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6679789376699969106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6679789376699969106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6679789376699969106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/preschool-graduate.html' title='Preschool Graduate'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmSAVfTmNI/AAAAAAAAAyo/aEXWJFMsN58/s72-c/100_2509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8487741279806248049</id><published>2008-06-06T12:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:51:21.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Swing Set</title><content type='html'>Kyra has begged for a swing set for a few years, so now that we finally have a backyard, we bought our first swingset.  We started working on in May 17th.  It said it would take 2 adults 8-12 hours to put together (it did not figure in what 2 adults and 2 kids would be).  Since I was only half of an adult at the time, and Amara was very sick with a high fever, we only got the play house part put together.  After Corwin was born, Shane was able to get it completed with some help from men from the ward, me, Grammie and 2 very excited little girls!  The girls spend a little bit of time everyday out playing on the swings, slide and in the playhouse.  We have a few more things to finish and then we will add some sand under the playhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEMMCdOxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ZwUumcEKUrE/s1600-h/100_2663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208839788955515666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEMMCdOxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ZwUumcEKUrE/s320/100_2663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara "helping" with the swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEMoLmEMI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jYj3Zdpd6FE/s1600-h/100_2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208839796510036162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEMoLmEMI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jYj3Zdpd6FE/s320/100_2665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Excited Kyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmENN0B7EI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/k10oNHbiLEg/s1600-h/100_2667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208839806611745858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmENN0B7EI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/k10oNHbiLEg/s320/100_2667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara in her new swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmENg5WafI/AAAAAAAAAyY/8pP131wA_9E/s1600-h/kodak2+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208839811734333938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmENg5WafI/AAAAAAAAAyY/8pP131wA_9E/s320/kodak2+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra swinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEOJOth-I/AAAAAAAAAyg/aSE86suQYCQ/s1600-h/kodak2+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208839822561347554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEOJOth-I/AAAAAAAAAyg/aSE86suQYCQ/s320/kodak2+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Cheese" &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/4931416100554395433-8487741279806248049?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8487741279806248049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8487741279806248049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8487741279806248049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8487741279806248049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-swing-set.html' title='New Swing Set'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SEmEMMCdOxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ZwUumcEKUrE/s72-c/100_2663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-204370764794976263</id><published>2008-05-25T17:15:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:14:40.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He's HERE!!</title><content type='html'>Corwin James Nielson was born May 23, 2008 at 0151 am. He weighed a healthy 8 lbs and was 20 inches long--good sized for being 2 1/2 weeks early. He looks a lot like Kyra did--he has a little bit of brown hair and dimples--we think there are two! The girls are certainly addicted. Amara says "hold it" and "my turn" all day long. Kyra is a big helper and a super sister! It's been a bit of an adjustment, but they love their new little brother! (By the way, this means I am not pregnant anymore--and so I am feeling GREAT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2NXdefdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/oMMe6agnu9g/s1600-h/kodak2+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204461553899699666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2NXdefdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/oMMe6agnu9g/s320/kodak2+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Off to the nursey for the first time-a couple of hours old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204465200326934034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn5hndefhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/tSqUaXJviqA/s320/100_4639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ahhhh" Amara holding baby Corwin--she just wants to "hold it" and "my turn" all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204465208916868642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn5iHdefiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/efUKNc10PqE/s320/100_4652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first family picture. Amara didn't want to share with Kyra very bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2N3defeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/EXWge_f2lU0/s1600-h/kodak2+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204461562489634274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2N3defeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/EXWge_f2lU0/s320/kodak2+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up-- 1 day old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2OHdeffI/AAAAAAAAAwI/hGSOPM2afII/s1600-h/kodak2+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204461566784601586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2OHdeffI/AAAAAAAAAwI/hGSOPM2afII/s320/kodak2+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corwin 1 day old and his cousin Tanya-12 days old. Yes, he is 1 1/2 lbs bigger than her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2OndefgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BEx5JFilVh4/s1600-h/kodak2+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204461575374536194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2OndefgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BEx5JFilVh4/s320/kodak2+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our "four babies" Amara holding "the pink one" (that's what she kept saying--it's her cousin Tanya) and Kolby holding Corwin. Kolby and Amara are 7 weeks different in age. Now, Corwin and Tanya are just 11 days different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-204370764794976263?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/204370764794976263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=204370764794976263' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/204370764794976263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/204370764794976263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s HERE!!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDn2NXdefdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/oMMe6agnu9g/s72-c/kodak2+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4187558273046437630</id><published>2008-05-21T14:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:33:27.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amara's First Two Years</title><content type='html'>We have had a busy last week in our family, so I am a little slow in getting these pictures up on the blog. Amara celebrated her 2nd birthday 1 week ago. She is such a sweet thing and we are so blessed to have the "bubby" in our family. Looking back through the last 2 years in pictures... I can't believe how much she has changed or how much she has grown. She still has her beautiful big blue eyes and sweet smile!  We love you so much Amara and are so grateful you are in our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosM3defkI/AAAAAAAAAww/rjz1J14NI8M/s1600-h/100_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204520918937665090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosM3defkI/AAAAAAAAAww/rjz1J14NI8M/s320/100_9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls--Amara 3 days old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosNXdeflI/AAAAAAAAAw4/efmK-tqL_ps/s1600-h/100_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204520927527599698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosNXdeflI/AAAAAAAAAw4/efmK-tqL_ps/s320/100_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara- napping on the couch-6 days old. I love how totally girlie she looks in this picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204520940412501618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosOHdefnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Becp0GGZ3nk/s320/100_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Amara blessing day. July 2, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosNndefmI/AAAAAAAAAxA/meoK9r2zl9M/s1600-h/100_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204520931822567010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosNndefmI/AAAAAAAAAxA/meoK9r2zl9M/s320/100_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara 2 monts old--first smiles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202937495817835810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDSMFgrIVSI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/oHFSpmpvrO4/s320/100_0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Amara (3 1/2 months) and Kyra &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202937512997705010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDSMGgrIVTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/wVJVcSmQsMM/s320/100_0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amara and her big blue eyes--8 months&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202937538767508818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDSMIArIVVI/AAAAAAAAAvo/UqFUAZIGTJM/s320/100_2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amara playing with the balloons-8 1/2 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202937530177574210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDSMHgrIVUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/okuPRff0YSo/s320/100_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learning how to crawl 9 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202937547357443426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDSMIgrIVWI/AAAAAAAAAvw/sw--gSyL_Hg/s320/100_2733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to play--10 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosOXdefoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-2oR6d1vAIc/s1600-h/100_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204520944707468930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosOXdefoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-2oR6d1vAIc/s320/100_1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One year old&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204522911802490514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDouA3defpI/AAAAAAAAAxY/rwPvG9NurUo/s320/100_1518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204522928982359730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDouB3defrI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ixHPuC86ASQ/s320/Picture+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kyra and Amara sharing a popcicle-- 15 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204522924687392418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDouBndefqI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AW4jvo4kbAs/s320/Picture+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204522941867261634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDouCndefsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cDZR1-4YSsc/s320/100_2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204522946162228946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDouC3deftI/AAAAAAAAAx4/aYHJdLlmp20/s320/nikon+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;22 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4187558273046437630?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4187558273046437630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4187558273046437630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4187558273046437630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4187558273046437630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/amaras-first-two-years.html' title='Amara&apos;s First Two Years'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDosM3defkI/AAAAAAAAAww/rjz1J14NI8M/s72-c/100_9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2774959083393088438</id><published>2008-05-20T13:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:23:44.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday "Bubby"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Amara officially turned two years old on Sunday, May 18th. We were at Grammie and Grampie's house the weekend before for Mother's Day and celebrated her birthday with my family. She had a great time and loved the presents.  We gave her a Zoe bike, Grammie and Grampie gave her a rocking chair (as is the tradition for all the Grandkids on their second birthday) and some clothes; Aunt Marcie gave her a cute new dress and books; Uncle Robert and Aunt Tara gave her an outfit and a new Elmo movie; and Aunt Julene and Uncle Ryan gave her an outfit and the hit gift--a very snuggly Elmo blanket.  She was really cute opening the presents, and was not satisfied until they were not only out of the bag, but out of the package as well.  I can't believe she is two years old.  Luckily, her two year old attitude isn't too bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlrQrIVKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/V4VNO1qy31g/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202543419683525794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlrQrIVKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/V4VNO1qy31g/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amara with her new hair cut saying "cheese"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlsArIVLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2zoln_eDoEI/s1600-h/kodak1+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202543432568427698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlsArIVLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2zoln_eDoEI/s320/kodak1+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amara and her birthday cake.  She loved being sang too--she even sang along! Look at those big blue eyes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlsQrIVMI/AAAAAAAAAug/ThhB_UbkKK8/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202543436863395010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlsQrIVMI/AAAAAAAAAug/ThhB_UbkKK8/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amara and Kolby in their new rocking chairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlsgrIVNI/AAAAAAAAAuo/WRJ-auIIT2U/s1600-h/kodak1+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202543441158362322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlsgrIVNI/AAAAAAAAAuo/WRJ-auIIT2U/s320/kodak1+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~Amara and Mommy--in the new Elmo blanket~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlswrIVOI/AAAAAAAAAuw/eP_5oABSUT8/s1600-h/kodak1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202543445453329634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlswrIVOI/AAAAAAAAAuw/eP_5oABSUT8/s320/kodak1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peek-a-Boo!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202601066734572818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDNaGwrIVRI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jiDwjsfcEC4/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Amara, Kolby, Kyra, and Brecklyn with the new Winnie the Pooh toy that Kyra gave Amara for her birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202601049554703602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDNaFwrIVPI/AAAAAAAAAu4/0rGRoXVtFXU/s320/100_2487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For Amara's "real" birthday we had Shane's family over for dinner, cake and ice cream.  Amara was sick all weekend with a high fever (104+) but she liked being center of attention (Turns out she has Strep Throat).  Aunt Amy offered to make the cake--and it was a hit--and very yummy.  Amara loved the "house" on it-- she kept saying "Princess" since the house was really a castle.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202601058144638210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDNaGQrIVQI/AAAAAAAAAvA/krf36sHI-gc/s320/100_2488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunt Christy, Uncle Jason, Aunt Amy and Uncle Enoch gave her a new Elmo bubble blower and some princess jewelry--the hit was the cute Elmo birthday card!  Uncle Jed and Aunt Cally gave her a cute Winnie the Pooh summer dress.  She is a lucky girl to be so loved and spoiled!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2774959083393088438?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2774959083393088438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2774959083393088438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2774959083393088438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2774959083393088438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-bubby.html' title='Happy Birthday &quot;Bubby&quot;!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SDMlrQrIVKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/V4VNO1qy31g/s72-c/DSC00063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-3079451603619733730</id><published>2008-05-20T13:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:26:04.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Shane Means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&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/4931416100554395433-3079451603619733730?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3079451603619733730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=3079451603619733730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3079451603619733730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/3079451603619733730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-shane-means.html' title='My Hubby...'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2730193340889087014</id><published>2008-05-06T18:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:48:57.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The baby in Amara's tummy</title><content type='html'>Amara is quite a ham these days. She loves to play and be silly. When we ask her where baby Corwin is, she points at some part of my anatomy--sometimes my tummy. The other day I asked her where baby Corwin was and she pointed to her own tummy and then rubbed it... so cute. I put her dolly in her shirt and told her she had a baby in her tummy. That was cute, but it was really cute when she pulled the babies head up and "read" a book to her baby.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197431136035387682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD8FL_xuSI/AAAAAAAAAt4/9pryG3zWUx8/s320/nikon+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197431153215256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD8GL_xuUI/AAAAAAAAAuI/5vQABMI7uLg/s320/nikon+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197431144625322290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD8Fr_xuTI/AAAAAAAAAuA/vAxDkRyLBDQ/s320/nikon+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2730193340889087014?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2730193340889087014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2730193340889087014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2730193340889087014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2730193340889087014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-in-amaras-tummy.html' title='The baby in Amara&apos;s tummy'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD8FL_xuSI/AAAAAAAAAt4/9pryG3zWUx8/s72-c/nikon+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-2924424441952520482</id><published>2008-05-06T18:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:49:52.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyra's Dance Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7I7_xuPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/v-pAUyn3A6Q/s1600-h/nikon+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197430100948269298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7I7_xuPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/v-pAUyn3A6Q/s320/nikon+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyra is back row, far right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7JL_xuQI/AAAAAAAAAto/zDdAMSL0VSk/s1600-h/nikon+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197430105243236610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7JL_xuQI/AAAAAAAAAto/zDdAMSL0VSk/s320/nikon+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back row, far right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7Jr_xuRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bSJv_VfRsQ4/s1600-h/nikon+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197430113833171218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7Jr_xuRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bSJv_VfRsQ4/s320/nikon+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyra has been in a dance class all year. Sometimes, it has not been her favorite thing to do, but when she learned that she would be competing last Saturday and that EVERYONE would be getting a trophy.. she was all for that. Her little class danced to "All Shook Up"-by Elvis. It was a cute little dance and they did well. She had a good time. I wish the pictures had turned out better. Hopefully the video looks good and I can figure out how to load it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-2924424441952520482?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2924424441952520482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=2924424441952520482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2924424441952520482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/2924424441952520482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/kyras-dance-competition.html' title='Kyra&apos;s Dance Competition'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD7I7_xuPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/v-pAUyn3A6Q/s72-c/nikon+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8724205102920296602</id><published>2008-05-06T18:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:40:11.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>There is nothing better than my two sweet girls "nuggling" (as Amara calls it) They are such good little friends. Amara loves her big sister and wants to play whatever she is playing and worries about her when I drop her off at school or dance. Kyra is a good big sister and spends a lot of time trying to play with Amara. Who could want anything more than 2 little girls!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197427107356063906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD4ar_xuKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TZRmhPxigqQ/s320/family+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197427141715802306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD4cr_xuMI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KEuHbsPwJEQ/s320/nikon+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197428954192001250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD6GL_xuOI/AAAAAAAAAtY/MtUxDBqYYMY/s320/nikon+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197428949897033938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD6F7_xuNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Ab_fyyb4kTg/s320/nikon+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amara is very interested in the toilet. She has it all down: sitting on the toilet, putting toilet paper in, washing her hands... she is just missing the key part in the middle where she actually does something. She is such a helper and since I never get time alone in the bathroom--she even offers to help me wipe. At this point, I can still handle it--give me about 50 years then she can help!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197427094471162002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD4Z7_xuJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Y4Hkkx8QJaE/s320/family+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197427085881227394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD4Zb_xuII/AAAAAAAAAso/ArlxpQbT2Oc/s320/family+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The other day I fed the birds their one scoop of seed and then turned my back. Amara decided one scoop was just not enough... next thing I heard was a lot of little seeds hitting the floor. What a mess! Amara is busy cleaning up her mess in this picture. I'm not sure she learned anything, she really enjoyed vacumming too much!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197427124535933106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD4br_xuLI/AAAAAAAAAtA/m2mbDbySUS8/s320/nikon+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8724205102920296602?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8724205102920296602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8724205102920296602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8724205102920296602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8724205102920296602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-family-pictures.html' title='Random Family Pictures'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/SCD4ar_xuKI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TZRmhPxigqQ/s72-c/family+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-4419147720658079766</id><published>2008-04-25T16:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:37:07.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Egg</title><content type='html'>Grammie has a book called the "Grandkidism's Book"  It's for her to keep track of all the cute things the kids say.  She says she wishes she had written down the funny things we said, so she is keeping track of the grandkids.  We all make sure that we call her with the funny things the kids say.  So, the latest in the Kyra world.  Last week, I was at my OB appt and had the girls.  It was a long wait and we were in the exam room.  Kyra was busy looking at all the "female anatomy" pictures.  One particularly was a cross section and she was asking all about the different organs.  One "golden circle" in the middle caught her attention.  It was an ovary.  I tried to explain what it's purpose and how it had eggs in it.  She was pretty sure she didn't have one because she was just a little girl and not a mom.  She thought about it for a minute.. and then said: "so what you are telling me is I have a golden egg inside me?"  Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amara is talking like crazy and yet doesnt' say anything really funny.  However, she is really into "naughty" and "good guys"  Anytime we watch movies on TV, she is busy yelling "naughty" or "good guys" it is so cute, and yet very distracting! &lt;br /&gt;Love those girls!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-4419147720658079766?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4419147720658079766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=4419147720658079766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4419147720658079766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/4419147720658079766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/04/golden-egg.html' title='The Golden Egg'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-534223616208374685</id><published>2008-04-02T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:35:25.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of posts!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Crescent is right. I may not post very often, but when I do--- look out! I go crazy. I hope you enjoy the cute pictures of the girls and catching up on what has been happening the last few weeks. I think there are 6 new posts!--Ok, I just counted.  There are 7--not counting this little note!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-534223616208374685?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/534223616208374685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=534223616208374685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/534223616208374685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/534223616208374685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/04/lot-of-posts.html' title='A lot of posts!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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-4931416100554395433.post-1423515974986963912</id><published>2008-04-02T20:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:32:50.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The first trip to the Dentist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before starting Kindergarten, they recommended Kyra have a dentist visit. She has been a couple times before and had her teeth cleaned. This is the first time for her to get x-rays. Amara had never been at all.  Like a true little sister she was all for whatever Kyra got to do.  I could not believe my shy little "Bubby" sat up there in the chair and let them polish her teeth and even let the dentist look at them.  I am very happy to report--no cavities for either of them.  That is good news, considering just last week I went to the dentist--and I have a cavity.  My first cavity EVER!  I was a little sad.  However, 29+ years without a cavity is pretty good... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184839887987245138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_RAaFzBgFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/H7ryu_klRDE/s320/nikon+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A ride in the fancy chair.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184839896577179746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_RAalzBgGI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Jt0e1e1D-Rw/s320/nikon+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyra getting her teeth cleaned.  This dentist office is for kids only--and it is great.  They have a TV over each chair with cartoons playing, the headphones are in Kyra's ears.  Kyra was a little worried about maybe getting a shot.  (She heard me talking to the nurse at kindergarten registration, and she needs a few immunizations)  The Dentist sent a cute little letter to Kyra about her visit.  She was really excited to go!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184839900872147058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_RAa1zBgHI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yf-BGF6X71I/s320/nikon+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amara sitting in the chair, watching the movie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184839905167114370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_RAbFzBgII/AAAAAAAAAsg/GOJNk81qKnQ/s320/nikon+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Again, I cannot believe she let them polish her teeth.  It was so cute!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-1423515974986963912?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1423515974986963912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=1423515974986963912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1423515974986963912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/1423515974986963912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-trip-to-dentist.html' title='The first trip to the Dentist!'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_RAaFzBgFI/AAAAAAAAAsI/H7ryu_klRDE/s72-c/nikon+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-8077801237590340868</id><published>2008-04-02T20:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:05:06.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrap Retreat</title><content type='html'>Every year, there is a Scrapbook Retreat in Salina, (don't worry if you don't know where that is) My cousin, Kate, and her family have been trying to get us to go. This year, Mom, Marcie and I went. We stayed over night and had a great girl time. (Thanks Shane for tending the girls). I learned a lot, but mostly I just enjoyed spending time with my family. It was well worth the money and time. So much "free stuff" and now I have the bug again--if only I could find the time!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837581589807074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-T1zBf-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/RgLk7xVtN_c/s320/100_4003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marcie and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837585884774386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-UFzBf_I/AAAAAAAAArY/6oojhgY3ohQ/s320/100_4006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837603064643586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-VFzBgAI/AAAAAAAAArg/eqDCYTdKDBs/s320/100_4009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and I busy working on our projects. Look at that mess. If only I had a table this big to work on at home!--and someone to clean up after! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837607359610898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-VVzBgBI/AAAAAAAAAro/tUM99AmF_hE/s320/100_4010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cousins: Kate, Kaycee, Claire (my cousin Alex's girlfriend) Mom, Kim, Annie and Aunt Kathy (my Dad's sister)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837615949545506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-V1zBgCI/AAAAAAAAArw/9gU53KSosIQ/s320/100_4069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Marcie and Mom &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837998201634866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-sFzBgDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/KGyE-q294Mk/s320/100_4071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cousins: Kimm, Claire, Kaycee, Kate, Annie and Aunt Kathy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184838006791569474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-slzBgEI/AAAAAAAAAsA/d3qOENdoGTQ/s320/100_4072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of us: Back: Mom, Marcie, Kimm, Kate, Aunt Kathy. Front: Me, Claire, Kaycee and Annie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(After about 10 pictures with me bent down like this--my legs were burning. I am so out of shape!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-8077801237590340868?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8077801237590340868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=8077801237590340868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8077801237590340868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/8077801237590340868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrap-retreat.html' title='Scrap Retreat'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp2.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q-T1zBf-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/RgLk7xVtN_c/s72-c/100_4003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931416100554395433.post-6276623954493485456</id><published>2008-04-02T20:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:11:17.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Scarrrry"</title><content type='html'>Monsters, Inc. and Grampie together are a great thing! The grandkids love to watch the first few minutes with Grampie--over and over--with him trying to jump and scream with them. Here are the girls watching in with Grampie and giggling. Every kid should have a Grampie like theirs!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184835352501780402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q8SFzBf7I/AAAAAAAAAq4/wlJBnP1ipqQ/s320/100_4127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting.... (I think Amara has a cookie in her mouth)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184835356796747714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q8SVzBf8I/AAAAAAAAArA/-sYyi18RMOo/s320/100_4128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184835361091715026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q8SlzBf9I/AAAAAAAAArI/g_Z46mqzXG4/s320/100_4131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"AGHHHHHH...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931416100554395433-6276623954493485456?l=smnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6276623954493485456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931416100554395433&amp;postID=6276623954493485456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6276623954493485456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931416100554395433/posts/default/6276623954493485456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smnielson.blogspot.com/2008/04/scarrrry.html' title='&quot;Scarrrry&quot;'/><author><name>Melodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16392141509607440008</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://bp3.blogger.com/_F55WPPqG9P4/R_Q8SFzBf7I/AAAAAAAAAq4/wlJBnP1ipqQ/s72-c/100_4127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
