<?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-3635002309602793688</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:59:00.958-04:00</updated><category term='Matt Recieves RMCMI Scholarship'/><title type='text'>Grandma Peg's Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-238547170590491596</id><published>2010-04-05T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:27:14.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Manti Temple</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, March 27&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010 I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; my endowments at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt; Temple.  It was such a beautiful day and I was so excited to be there.  What a spiritual experience to be a part of and one that I will never forget. &lt;br /&gt;I was surrounded by many family and friends and although there were some who were not able to make it I felt them by my side every step of the way. &lt;br /&gt;There have been so many people who have guided me and been such great examples to me in my life that when the time came for me to make this decision that it was easy and I know that this is where I needed to be. &lt;br /&gt;I love my husband and my children for their support in all that I do. Each one in their own way has been a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pillar&lt;/span&gt; of strength and I have been so blessed to have such a wonderful, loving family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so grateful for my Heavenly Father and the blessings he has given to me and the blessings which are in store for me. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsrgLzieI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vXrV4Y9CSnU/s1600/Manti+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863761886579170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsrgLzieI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vXrV4Y9CSnU/s320/Manti+Temple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt; Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsrMuNWVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Eq3fl5rPuZQ/s1600/Peg%40temple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863756662167890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsrMuNWVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Eq3fl5rPuZQ/s320/Peg%40temple1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a special day for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsq2Xs3QI/AAAAAAAAAgE/kEAuKWtbpxs/s1600/Peg%40temple7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863750662184194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsq2Xs3QI/AAAAAAAAAgE/kEAuKWtbpxs/s320/Peg%40temple7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonas, me, Heather and Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsqVTh07I/AAAAAAAAAf8/A1n_QYeg_J8/s1600/Peg%40temple4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863741786313650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsqVTh07I/AAAAAAAAAf8/A1n_QYeg_J8/s320/Peg%40temple4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Kiddos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsqELL0sI/AAAAAAAAAf0/viJ5HnlSKV8/s1600/Peg%40temple5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863737187914434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsqELL0sI/AAAAAAAAAf0/viJ5HnlSKV8/s320/Peg%40temple5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Damily&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-238547170590491596?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/238547170590491596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/04/manti-temple.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/238547170590491596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/238547170590491596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/04/manti-temple.html' title='Manti Temple'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S7qsrgLzieI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vXrV4Y9CSnU/s72-c/Manti+Temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4936976887249185617</id><published>2010-02-17T16:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:01:09.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough Already!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xk1suRDMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/n5JCVHouiJU/s1600-h/enough3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439333323657776322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xk1suRDMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/n5JCVHouiJU/s320/enough3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xkf9qD77I/AAAAAAAAAfc/uNWtvMFU41E/s1600-h/enough2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439332950246420402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xkf9qD77I/AAAAAAAAAfc/uNWtvMFU41E/s320/enough2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xjvdDsy0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/JBTf4NTfrMA/s1600-h/enough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439332116861864770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xjvdDsy0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/JBTf4NTfrMA/s320/enough.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just keep getting the snow and it doesn't look like it will stop anytime soon!!!  HELP!!! We are supposed to get another 10" on Saturday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have gone through 2 snow shovels, 1 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;snow blower&lt;/span&gt; and 1 husband................well okay the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;snow blower&lt;/span&gt; works if I have enough strength to pull the cord and I have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;warranty&lt;/span&gt; on the husband that is  good for at least another 27 plus years or 100,000 miles (of snow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;removal&lt;/span&gt;) which ever comes first!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is so much snow in my yard right now that my cat just came up on my deck to poop!!! I hope Bart don't step in it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a good thing I still have a sense of humor or things may get ugly around here!!  Poor Bart!!!!&lt;br /&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/3635002309602793688-4936976887249185617?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4936976887249185617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/02/enough-already.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4936976887249185617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4936976887249185617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/02/enough-already.html' title='Enough Already!!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3xk1suRDMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/n5JCVHouiJU/s72-c/enough3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-7943449181651789921</id><published>2010-02-12T06:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:59:44.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm of 2010</title><content type='html'>It started snowing on Friday, February 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and hasn't stopped! The first storm that passed through dumped over 2 feet of snow between Friday and Saturday.  It knocked out our power for two days...............TWO days.  It's a good thing that Bart is prepared for our family!!! A few years back he purchased a huge generator that would be able to power our new additions furnace, water heater, t.v. and lights.  He ran an extension cord through to the kitchen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; and then another down to the freezer in the basement.  We have a gas fire place in our small family room that helped heat it, the kitchen and even helped keep the upstairs bedrooms warm.  It's a good thing Bart is always thinking ahead.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Heather, Garrett, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; came over to our house to stay warm and have power.  Before Bart hooked up the generator (with Garrett's help) I decided to make Pasta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Figoli&lt;/span&gt; soup out on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; grill...............if you think that was easy think again!!  It was a fun experience and we had enough soup to last us for at least two weeks!! &lt;br /&gt;Once the guys got us up and running with partial power &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; finally could play the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;.  It was so much fun to have everyone over here!! The boys played with their Viper power wheels in the family room, (it's a good thing the family room is big) played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;, and watched videos.  We even played red light, green light and FREEZE tag!!!  Everyone got to take a hot shower since it was hooked up to the generator as well!!  Yeah, we weren't stinky!!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we plugged in the electric griddle to an outlet and we had scrambled eggs and pancakes!!  I almost felt guilty for having partial power when there were and still are lots of families without power...............almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; did run a fever of 130 degrees (this is what he told Jonas) it was actually 103 but it was only for overnight. We were lucky because it would have been really hard to get him to the doctors because the roads were so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Once we got the generator going we needed to get extra gas to keep it going so we braved the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tretrous&lt;/span&gt; roads to the gas station only to find that the gas station was running out of gas.  We got as much gas as we could, filled the generator and made another 2 trips.  On the last trip the gas station was out of gas and we had to find one across the river.  We were able to get some there but they ran out of gas too.  There was no gas available in a 30 mile radius from us so we were hoping that the power would come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;Late Sunday evening the power finally came back on and it was HEAVEN! We are  still keeping everything close by because it is still snowing here and the forecast is saying we will have snow everyday for another week!!   BLAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bart had to go out of town Monday afternoon (drive of course). While he was gone the water was at a slow trickle. The water tanks need power to pump water to fill them and since there was no power for a few days the tanks emptied and had to catch up.  Tuesday morning we had pressure and so I hurried and did laundry and cleaned house just in case!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like we are living on the edge............just wondering when the next storm will knock out power and water!!  Hawaii or the Bahamas sounds so nice right now!!!&lt;br /&gt;We have learned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; from this storm and we hope we don't have to go through it again!!  We understand why the church tells us that we need to be prepared for anything.  Food and water storage is very important!!  It's also important to have a husband who thinks ahead and plans for power as well!!!  Thanks Bart for taking such great care of your family!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that Jonas and Matt were in Utah (staying warm in their homes) but I am also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that Heather, Garrett and the boys were here with us.  Knowing that they were safe and were able to come to our house to stay warm and have food and shelter was one less worry for us.  Samantha was at her parents house and we were able to keep in touch with her but her parents were without power longer then us, so when the roads were somewhat plowed Sam went back to her apartment at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WVU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I really am looking forward to summer!!!  Warm weather, blue skies, stars at night and Bart in his swimming suit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VATAXemyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1Uq5Yu01J_8/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437322820379908898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VATAXemyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1Uq5Yu01J_8/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our deck on Saturday morning.  More snow was on its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VASwJpF1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xhvL4mrbYMA/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437322816026908498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VASwJpF1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xhvL4mrbYMA/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trees were really weighted down with all the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VAST_1aCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/TBOv7ZmU1MY/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437322808469579810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VAST_1aCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/TBOv7ZmU1MY/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We measured just before Bart started shoveling and we measured 20-22 inches&lt;br /&gt;of snow!!!  Still there was more to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VASAvUc0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/3b7XGMsGOyE/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437322803300037442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VASAvUc0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/3b7XGMsGOyE/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks pretty................but COLD, COLD, COLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VAR0BP0rI/AAAAAAAAAes/Vrphdk7_d_w/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437322799885570738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VAR0BP0rI/AAAAAAAAAes/Vrphdk7_d_w/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like we won't be playing basketball anytime soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the storm was..................We had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; at our house for three days straight!!  I just love those little guys and even in the worst of storms they have a way of making you laugh and feel warm!!!  I got lots of hugs and kisses and they were the BEST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7943449181651789921?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7943449181651789921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/02/storm-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7943449181651789921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7943449181651789921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/02/storm-of-2010.html' title='The Storm of 2010'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S3VATAXemyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1Uq5Yu01J_8/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5676607394430546278</id><published>2010-01-06T19:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:31:46.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christmas day was so much fun for us.  We started out by going to Heather &amp;amp; Garrett's house to watch the little boys as they opened up their "Santa loot".  Emery (the cat) scared Santa and he dropped his bag at their house.  The bag was filled with all sorts of toys for the two best little boys.  They opened their gifts and played and then opened more and played more and opened..........well you get the picture.  As they were winding down to the last few presents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; found a great BIG one. He was so excited because it was so big and he asked me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ramma&lt;/span&gt; who's it from?" As I was reading him the tag "To: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; From: Mommy and Daddy he began opening it saying "this is the best day ever!! I've ALWAYS wanted a big present from my Mom and Dad..........I just hope it's not clothes!" Well..................yep you guessed it...............it was clothes!! The best day ever quickly turned into the "worst day ever"!! Heather explained to him that Santa told her that HE was bringing toys so her and Daddy should give the boys clothes.  Needless to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; ran out of the room, dashed up the stairs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;retrieved&lt;/span&gt; the gun that Aunt Sue and Aunt Val had sent him (thanks Sue and Val for saving the day!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We then came back to our house to open more gifts and as the saying goes "What Santa doesn't bring me Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa will!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uxd_4kC-I/AAAAAAAAAec/e1RyjsKQPK0/s1600-h/P1020449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423795717672274914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uxd_4kC-I/AAAAAAAAAec/e1RyjsKQPK0/s320/P1020449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; check out their new ride! A new Viper just like Grandpa's!  Check out the custom paint job (just like Grandpa's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UxdhVgaaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/8AXUZXxkDPY/s1600-h/P1020450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423795709472172450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UxdhVgaaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/8AXUZXxkDPY/s320/P1020450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa gives the boys driving tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UwpVLarPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zxk9ErMpYIY/s1600-h/P1020460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423794812855430386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UwpVLarPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zxk9ErMpYIY/s320/P1020460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; gets ready to blast off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uwo1-bWbI/AAAAAAAAAeE/JQhDMlC_AJg/s1600-h/P1020451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423794804479449522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uwo1-bWbI/AAAAAAAAAeE/JQhDMlC_AJg/s320/P1020451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; tries to find which present he wants to open first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UwosItBPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kGz0Zfx42IQ/s1600-h/P1020459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423794801838195954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UwosItBPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kGz0Zfx42IQ/s320/P1020459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heather &amp;amp; Garrett smiling because they don't have to clean up all the wrapping paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UwoPkxAgI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KB6DQnZXTXs/s1600-h/P1020454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423794794171269634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UwoPkxAgI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KB6DQnZXTXs/s320/P1020454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam &amp;amp; Matt open up their gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uwnr0mCoI/AAAAAAAAAds/_4BX0GmyxJw/s1600-h/P1020456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423794784573983362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uwnr0mCoI/AAAAAAAAAds/_4BX0GmyxJw/s320/P1020456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; needs to take a rest and what better place then on Uncle Jonas! I don't think I saw Jonas without one of the boys attached to him while he was home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsFwAKTfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/YYjErb6eptA/s1600-h/P1020468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789803534175730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsFwAKTfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/YYjErb6eptA/s320/P1020468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little astronauts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love these two little boys----they are out of this world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsFpDOgbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/TouV6h69NJI/s1600-h/P1020464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789801667985842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsFpDOgbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/TouV6h69NJI/s320/P1020464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Coban&lt;/span&gt; in full astronaut gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsFNs6V_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ptWzDBggchk/s1600-h/P1020461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789794326632434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsFNs6V_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ptWzDBggchk/s320/P1020461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; is so excited to try on the helmet.  His smile says it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsExZ8QBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ly56sfMCjv0/s1600-h/P1020452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789786730872850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsExZ8QBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ly56sfMCjv0/s320/P1020452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; loves his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;! I wish it really worked because he loves to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;, now if we could work on him putting the pots and pans back in the cupboard after he plays with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsEslGhOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9LHml79ELTs/s1600-h/P1020463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423789785435505890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UsEslGhOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9LHml79ELTs/s320/P1020463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; show off his Dr. glasses from his doctor kit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had such a wonderful Christmas watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jayce's&lt;/span&gt; face as they opened their presents, spending time with our family and making wonderful memories!!  I am so looking forward to Christmas 2010!!!&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/3635002309602793688-5676607394430546278?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5676607394430546278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5676607394430546278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5676607394430546278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day-2009.html' title='Christmas Day 2009'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uxd_4kC-I/AAAAAAAAAec/e1RyjsKQPK0/s72-c/P1020449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-822394216684444500</id><published>2010-01-06T18:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:59:37.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Games and Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uhhcy-HJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QnpYZH9Xus0/s1600-h/P1020378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423778184787008658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uhhcy-HJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QnpYZH9Xus0/s320/P1020378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban loves his hot chocolate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhhO6mToI/AAAAAAAAAc0/mvkaMUFpXlA/s1600-h/P1020380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423778181060906626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhhO6mToI/AAAAAAAAAc0/mvkaMUFpXlA/s320/P1020380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather reads from a Christmas book to Corban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhgklNGhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/f9Uif_l23rA/s1600-h/P1020389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423778169696885266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhgklNGhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/f9Uif_l23rA/s320/P1020389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jonas and Corban playing WII. Corban loved playing with his "big brother Jonas"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhgVUDgTI/AAAAAAAAAck/x2sTUkO_R4o/s1600-h/P1020418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423778165598421298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhgVUDgTI/AAAAAAAAAck/x2sTUkO_R4o/s320/P1020418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jayce shows Jonas how you are supposed to eat crayons.  The red color tastes the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhgGGL3_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/tvt4Bz24ZhI/s1600-h/P1020422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423778161513717746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UhgGGL3_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/tvt4Bz24ZhI/s320/P1020422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban played hide -n- seek in the Christmas presents. He loved crawling through all the packages! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-822394216684444500?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/822394216684444500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-games-and-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/822394216684444500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/822394216684444500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-games-and-fun.html' title='Holiday Games and Fun'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0Uhhcy-HJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QnpYZH9Xus0/s72-c/P1020378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-3700425342091513294</id><published>2010-01-06T17:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:30:52.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Days Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With just a few days until Christmas and still lots to be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We all got together to have lots of holiday FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVfvxT3VI/AAAAAAAAAcU/L38vORlqjMA/s1600-h/P1020409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423764961381047634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVfvxT3VI/AAAAAAAAAcU/L38vORlqjMA/s320/P1020409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Sam went to pick up Matt from the airport and Sam decided that the best present she could give Matt was to embarass him in front of alot of people at the airport.........so she wrapped herself up and we waited and waited and waited..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVfbftT9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/xOdVbcKHWN0/s1600-h/P1020414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423764955938508754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVfbftT9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/xOdVbcKHWN0/s320/P1020414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although Matt wanted to just keep walking he decided to unwrap his gift there in the airport and SURPRISE it was Sam!!  People were taking pictures of them on their cell phones and cameras so if you see them on You Tube you now know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVezTpt6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/uvkV81u0iaY/s1600-h/P1020387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423764945150523298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVezTpt6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/uvkV81u0iaY/s320/P1020387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Heather could not wait any longer to eat the Godiva Chocolates. Question is, which one should they eat??.........I think they took bites out of most of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVel0G-1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/NBu4ZSjh7-k/s1600-h/P1020391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423764941528562514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVel0G-1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/NBu4ZSjh7-k/s320/P1020391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to a live nativity at the church by our house.  Every year since we have lived here we have tried to go.  It really is a nice way to get into the Christmas spirit and they do such a beautiful display with music. Corban loves looking at the live animals the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVeNZAeWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yxEFb_AXJS8/s1600-h/P1020396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423764934972438882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVeNZAeWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yxEFb_AXJS8/s320/P1020396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heathers neighbor played Joseph and his girlfriend was Mary. There is about seven different scenes and each one is so beautiful. Their costumes are wonderful and to make this night even more special it was snowing and everything looked so pretty.  Yes, they do this event outside and even when the weather is COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URx-iT7sI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4jfIWjZL-M8/s1600-h/P1020444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423760876535803586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URx-iT7sI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4jfIWjZL-M8/s320/P1020444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban loves decorating the Gingerbread House but this year we decided to decorate him too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URxeBcE-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/8-y_wrbrcho/s1600-h/P1020440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423760867807990754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URxeBcE-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/8-y_wrbrcho/s320/P1020440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban and Jayce add on the finishing touches to the house.  I think they ate as much candy as they put on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URxBueO5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/UvJdpgZbKGo/s1600-h/P1000927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423760860212247442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URxBueO5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/UvJdpgZbKGo/s320/P1000927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year Bart and the boys (mostly Bart) design a new display to add to our yard. This was last years tree (it was so pretty I just had to show it again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URwtZnxgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/N0_h4RVustE/s1600-h/P1020383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423760854756083202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URwtZnxgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/N0_h4RVustE/s320/P1020383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the "Christmas Rocket" that the guys made this year.  Everyone helped out (even Garrett's brother Keenan).  Our neighbors wait in anticipation to see what we are doing every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URwdoqkuI/AAAAAAAAAbM/T8zaXdelRIQ/s1600-h/Christmas+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423760850524213986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0URwdoqkuI/AAAAAAAAAbM/T8zaXdelRIQ/s320/Christmas+train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the "Hyita Polar Express".  Bart and the boys made this when we lived in Washington and is a favorite by me. The wheels have motion lights on them so it really looks like it is moving. It really makes our yard look so festive!!  I can't wait to see what they add next year!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-3700425342091513294?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3700425342091513294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-days-before-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3700425342091513294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3700425342091513294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-days-before-christmas.html' title='A Few Days Before Christmas'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/S0UVfvxT3VI/AAAAAAAAAcU/L38vORlqjMA/s72-c/P1020409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-3130817057051725359</id><published>2009-12-19T09:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:08:05.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(click on picture &amp;amp; letter to make larger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzrvcmU2KI/AAAAAAAAAas/Jocf5lIB7us/s1600-h/2009ChristmasPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416963652183185570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzrvcmU2KI/AAAAAAAAAas/Jocf5lIB7us/s320/2009ChristmasPicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzpoWdTbSI/AAAAAAAAAak/s3M2VYaa_4s/s1600-h/2009ChristmasLetter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416961331252391202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzpoWdTbSI/AAAAAAAAAak/s3M2VYaa_4s/s320/2009ChristmasLetter1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzpnxmkBsI/AAAAAAAAAac/Zi1ugf_qx_Y/s1600-h/2009ChristmasLetter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416961321359115970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzpnxmkBsI/AAAAAAAAAac/Zi1ugf_qx_Y/s320/2009ChristmasLetter2.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/3635002309602793688-3130817057051725359?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3130817057051725359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-christmas-letter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3130817057051725359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3130817057051725359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-christmas-letter.html' title='Our Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyzrvcmU2KI/AAAAAAAAAas/Jocf5lIB7us/s72-c/2009ChristmasPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1696884349108635455</id><published>2009-12-16T10:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:37:09.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party, Pizza, Pooped Ramma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night Heather &amp;amp; Garrett went to a company Christmas party so Corban &amp;amp; Jayce came to my house to P-A-R-T-Y!!! I had so much fun being with these little boys, they just make me so happy!! We ordered pizza and watched Charlie Browns Christmas and then we made a reindeer. Corban made Dasher because he's fast just like him. And Jayce...........well lets just say Jayce got to the antlers and then tore them off and ran while Grandma chased him around the family room trying to catch him as he ran off with the noses and eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBwwdkWDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/I0aymC-c9V8/s1600-h/P1020365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861964043999282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBwwdkWDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/I0aymC-c9V8/s320/P1020365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce is ready to watch Charlie Brown. He sat still for.......well this picture and that was it! I thought that after his bath he would be tired but I think after splashing me and getting me soaking wet he was re-freshed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBXYNLebI/AAAAAAAAAaM/rQR8mE9-Om4/s1600-h/P1020366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861528036080050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBXYNLebI/AAAAAAAAAaM/rQR8mE9-Om4/s320/P1020366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban's ready to watch Charlie Browns Christmas but first he was my present. He loved "Pig Pen", he thought he was funny because he was dirty even in the snow. He also felt bad for Charlie Browns Christmas tree, he wanted to help decorate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBW0ujn-I/AAAAAAAAAaE/QbJX5Gsxab0/s1600-h/P1020368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861518512398306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBW0ujn-I/AAAAAAAAAaE/QbJX5Gsxab0/s320/P1020368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys take a time out from playing freeze tag to refuel. I love how Corban gives his little brother a drink, he is so good to Jayce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBWnLMQDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GV2M67j8aVk/s1600-h/P1020370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861514874404914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBWnLMQDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GV2M67j8aVk/s320/P1020370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban puts Dasher on the "Star Trek" tree. It is the only non-Star Trek ornament on that tree. Every year we put up this small tree just for my Trekkie Bart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBWfvrUHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/W5eR686chMM/s1600-h/P1020371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861512879951986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBWfvrUHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/W5eR686chMM/s320/P1020371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban shows me Dasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBV0lee7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/eWBKw-48Y6E/s1600-h/P1020372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415861501294443442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBV0lee7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/eWBKw-48Y6E/s320/P1020372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, Jayce gets ready to do a somersault (which he actually did)! He is so funny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had so much fun last night with my grandsons and I can't wait for our next night together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-1696884349108635455?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1696884349108635455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-night-heather-garrett-went-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1696884349108635455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1696884349108635455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-night-heather-garrett-went-to.html' title='Party, Pizza, Pooped Ramma'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SykBwwdkWDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/I0aymC-c9V8/s72-c/P1020365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-206107955839193591</id><published>2009-12-14T00:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:06:53.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gumdrop Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Saturday, Bart and Heather went Christmas shopping together which meant the Corban and Jayce got to play with Ramma!!  Yeah!!! We watched Home Alone which is such a fun movie to watch with Corban because when Kevin "boobytraps" his house to catch the bad guys Corban laughs so hard that I can't help but laugh at him.  You could just see the little wheels in his head turning with all sorts of ideas.................I just hope he doesn't try any of them on me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the movie we decorated the gumdrop tree.  We had so much fun eating......I mean decorating it and I am sure we will need more gumdrops real soon!  Corban was so patient trying to teach Jayce how to put them on the tree but Jayce was more concerned on how to eat them off the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just love these little boys!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSFJfdhSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-NNC-ngFT-k/s1600-h/P1020355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414965112871945506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSFJfdhSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-NNC-ngFT-k/s320/P1020355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban &amp;amp; Jayce decorating the gumdrop tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One for the tree, one for Corban and Jayce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSEtcdX5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/xuN111i7hmQ/s1600-h/P1020357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414965105343160210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSEtcdX5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/xuN111i7hmQ/s320/P1020357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce watches his big brother Corban put the gumdrop on in just the right place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSEWnv3TI/AAAAAAAAAZU/G1uvi_CR0uE/s1600-h/P1020358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414965099216493874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSEWnv3TI/AAAAAAAAAZU/G1uvi_CR0uE/s320/P1020358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"This gumdrop tree tastes yummy"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSEIXONmI/AAAAAAAAAZM/kmHr5PBDzV4/s1600-h/P1020359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414965095389083234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSEIXONmI/AAAAAAAAAZM/kmHr5PBDzV4/s320/P1020359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jayce wants a gumdrop but can't get it off easily so..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSD7wefJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TGmwRknPEQE/s1600-h/P1020360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414965092005346450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSD7wefJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TGmwRknPEQE/s320/P1020360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He finds it much easier to get them off with his mouth!&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/3635002309602793688-206107955839193591?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/206107955839193591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/gumdrop-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/206107955839193591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/206107955839193591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/gumdrop-tree.html' title='Gumdrop Tree'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SyXSFJfdhSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-NNC-ngFT-k/s72-c/P1020355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-146647835173494125</id><published>2009-12-03T21:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:07:59.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxkzZX13eQI/AAAAAAAAAYs/CNswehm-W24/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411412938252056834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxkzZX13eQI/AAAAAAAAAYs/CNswehm-W24/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather proudly shows off her new sweatshirt and scripture purse she got for her birthday. Corban and Jayce just want her to open up more birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxkzY5NQZ-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/pDlr9pR25CE/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411412930028660706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxkzY5NQZ-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/pDlr9pR25CE/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddys little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Safety first...........but a lifejacket with a dress???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I met my best friend October 19th 1983. The minute we met I knew she would always be my best friend. One whom I could laugh with, cry with, share lots of secrets, stay up late and watch movies with. I knew that she would be my partner in crime weather it was shopping, eating nachos or chocolate late at night to giving me manicures and pedicures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My best friend has been my shoulder to cry on when I have lost loved ones, she has made me laugh so hard that I have nearly wet my pants, she has kept my speeding tickets a secret and she has held my hand on so many occasions that I can't begin to count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are so many wonderful things I can say about my friend. She is just as beautiful on the outside as she is on the inside. She loves her family and friends and is always there for them. She is a wonderful wife and the best mother any kid could ask for. She loves her Heavenly Father. She is dependable and she will do her best to do anything for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are so many wonderful things she has done for me over the years but by far the very best thing she has ever done was when she made me a "Ramma" to two beautiful little boys. Nothing can ever compare with this gift and I am so greatful that she has made it possible for me to see my little guys everyday!! I love them so much!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you can tell, my best friend is my daughter Heather!! I just want her to know how much I love and appreciate everything she does. She is truely the best daughter that I could have asked for and I don't know what I did to deserve her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so proud of the person that she has become, the example she is to her family and for the loving daughter that she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you Heather!!! Forever and For Always!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-146647835173494125?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/146647835173494125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/146647835173494125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/146647835173494125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxkzZX13eQI/AAAAAAAAAYs/CNswehm-W24/s72-c/082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-7104905747200702762</id><published>2009-12-01T17:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:13:15.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brock lends a helping hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxWUn28BK1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/LRDf9wG60vg/s1600/Brock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410393939838577490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxWUn28BK1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/LRDf9wG60vg/s320/Brock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Tuesday and Thursday I get online and read the Price Sun Advocate so I can catch up on hometown "gossip". Anyway, I got on the web site today and as I am reading the front page I see a picture of a very handsome young man with an article about the Student Body from Carbon High School. The picture that is on the front page is none other then my little Brock J.!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock is in the Student Government and this year they collected over 2,200 pounds of food to donate to the Carbon County Food Bank. Great job Brock!!! He is such an awesome kid and good-lookin too!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of all my nephews and nieces and now you can just see another reason why!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7104905747200702762?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7104905747200702762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/brock-lends-helping-hand.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7104905747200702762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7104905747200702762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/12/brock-lends-helping-hand.html' title='Brock lends a helping hand'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxWUn28BK1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/LRDf9wG60vg/s72-c/Brock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6104135220116077227</id><published>2009-11-30T22:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:37:17.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the Thanksgiving holiday while Sam and Matt were here, they were trying to do some homework and Corban kept chatting with Aunt Sam. So, Aunt Sam put her homework aside and showed Corban all the silly things her computer could do. Corban thought this was really neat and could have spent hours playing but Uncle Matt made Aunt Sam finish her homework but not before she captured some silly photos!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Sam for letting me borrow / steal these pictures from your blog. You are such a good Aunt and the boys really do love you!!&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLm39x_fI/AAAAAAAAAYU/9K8hUIjupuY/s1600/silly+faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410102552353177074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLm39x_fI/AAAAAAAAAYU/9K8hUIjupuY/s320/silly+faces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam, Matt, Corban &amp;amp; Jayce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who do these kids look like..........their Moms or Dads?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLbH_civI/AAAAAAAAAYM/q6z-Q-FBPq8/s1600/silly+faces+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410102350496697074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLbH_civI/AAAAAAAAAYM/q6z-Q-FBPq8/s320/silly+faces+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kiss" -- Sam, Corban and Ramma making crazy faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLanvkQNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NfgJVo27R8w/s1600/silly+face+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410102341840158930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLanvkQNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NfgJVo27R8w/s320/silly+face+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Alien Corban". Corban said he looked like an Alien from the planet "Zorbador". By the way, Corban can tell you all about this planet........His planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-6104135220116077227?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6104135220116077227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/11/silly-photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6104135220116077227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6104135220116077227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/11/silly-photos.html' title='Silly Photos'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxSLm39x_fI/AAAAAAAAAYU/9K8hUIjupuY/s72-c/silly+faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8300802171444788085</id><published>2009-11-27T20:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:46:09.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~Thanksgiving 2009~</title><content type='html'>Our Thanksgiving started out late Wednesday night when Sam and I picked up Jonas and Matt from the airport at 11:30 p.m. It was so great to see my two boys coming down the escalator! I missed them both and was so happy to get hugs!! Airport greetings are the best!!! I was anxious to hear about their travel escapades and as usual Jonas never surprises me with the things he does or says. Matt began telling us how some girl sat by Jonas and he turned on the charm..........he fed her a line and she fell for it hook, line and sinker. He told her he was in film school and has done some independent films at Sundance, he drives a viper and had a lifted Dodge truck etc. etc. By the end of the flight they had exchanged phone numbers. She has already sent him a few texts and a picture of herself. Only Jonas!! We had such a nice Thanksgiving dinner and we are so blessed to have our family together! We do miss our Utah, Wyoming, Colorado families and our friends from all over and we are so greatful for each of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fxqVstI/AAAAAAAAAX0/8gJJ07E9vfQ/s1600/P1020349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408962236843930322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fxqVstI/AAAAAAAAAX0/8gJJ07E9vfQ/s320/P1020349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year I made "Thankful Turkey's". I asked everyone in our family what they were thankful for and then I decorated cookies with what they said. It was so fun to hear what they were thankful for and some of their responses were quite funny. Everyone was thankful for family, friends, health, church and then the other responses were candy, hair straightners, Brewster the dog, Chan the cat, pictures, even education. The very best was Corban response his Ramma and Rampa!! It's so nice to be loved by our little guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fr4JpsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Cyv2Z-uydeY/s1600/P1020333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408962235291248322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fr4JpsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Cyv2Z-uydeY/s320/P1020333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Corban enjoy some appitizers before dinner. Us girls made "doubled eggs", veggies &amp;amp; dip, cheese tray, chips and salsa, beer bread, spinich dip............. It's a good thing we had snacks because the boys played in a turkey bowl before dinner and when they got home they were HUNGRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fJiIivI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ovB6RqqZxrs/s1600/P1020329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408962226072095474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fJiIivI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ovB6RqqZxrs/s320/P1020329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban helping his Ramma make the cresent rolls. This has been our tradition since he could stand on a chair. It so much fun and Corban can roll a mean cresent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9EvUDT0I/AAAAAAAAAXc/_UznV9Kwtm4/s1600/P1020332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408960672845483842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9EvUDT0I/AAAAAAAAAXc/_UznV9Kwtm4/s320/P1020332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban rolls the dough by himself. He loves making "pizza"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9EK6OcWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ay3JCrlcFP4/s1600/P1020335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408960663073485154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9EK6OcWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ay3JCrlcFP4/s320/P1020335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to set the table with my china, stemware and silverware. I really don't like washing them all by hand!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9D5CyvnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pRlymSQyTRM/s1600/P1020339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408960658277580402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9D5CyvnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pRlymSQyTRM/s320/P1020339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures before we eat...........just hurry and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9DnRwmgI/AAAAAAAAAXE/xF9-D7XCdsM/s1600/P1020343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408960653508516354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9DnRwmgI/AAAAAAAAAXE/xF9-D7XCdsM/s320/P1020343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban and Jonas had to rest and watch cartoons after dinner. They were stuffed little turkeys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9DIZ7AOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4dgeHP6ExpQ/s1600/P1020346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408960645221253346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB9DIZ7AOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4dgeHP6ExpQ/s320/P1020346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce relaxes by doing some "honey do's"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Thanksgiving I have so much to be thankful for and I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family!! I love each one of them and I am so proud of all they do. I want this holiday to last longer but the boys and Sam need to get back to school, Bart and Garrett to work and Heather, Corban, Jayce and myself need to start our Christmas shopping!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-8300802171444788085?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8300802171444788085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-thanksgiving-started-out-late.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8300802171444788085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8300802171444788085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-thanksgiving-started-out-late.html' title='~Thanksgiving 2009~'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SxB-fxqVstI/AAAAAAAAAX0/8gJJ07E9vfQ/s72-c/P1020349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2613239810477100491</id><published>2009-11-20T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:57:54.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Swcp9ft0CbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dGJq5JDWoJg/s1600/newmoon_smallfinal%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406336014143982002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Swcp9ft0CbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dGJq5JDWoJg/s320/newmoon_smallfinal%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather, Sam, me and the little boys went to see the movie New Moon this afternoon!!  First, we started out by having lunch at the Olive Garden (where else is there to eat if Heather is with you), then we went to the movies.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; was so excited to see the movie because it had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ware wolves&lt;/span&gt; in it and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all he cared about.  Well, he ended up falling asleep until just 3 minutes before the part with the wolves.  He was sitting on my lap and when the wolves jump &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; jumped!  It was kind of funny but then I thought I better cover his eyes so he doesn't get scared but he did not want to have them covered.  He was glued to the screen the rest of the movie.  There's a part in there where one of the vampires tells Bella to take his hand and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; said out loud "don't hold his hand, don't do it!".  It was funny!!  I think he is hooked.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; slept all the way through it until about 3 minutes from the ending so we were able to watch the movie.  It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; good, I can't wait until June 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; when the next one comes out.  After the movie we went to the mall and did a little Christmas shopping.  It was so fun to spend the afternoon with my two girls and my two little guys!!!  I'm so LUCKY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-2613239810477100491?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2613239810477100491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2613239810477100491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2613239810477100491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Swcp9ft0CbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dGJq5JDWoJg/s72-c/newmoon_smallfinal%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-7483328620369831797</id><published>2009-10-31T15:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:09:26.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SuyJn_hhC-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/neTfgNgRw9Q/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398841373470297058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SuyJn_hhC-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/neTfgNgRw9Q/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The doorbell rang.................and this is what greeted me!!  At first I was scared but then I realized it was Halloween and these two cute little guys were Corban, The Vampire who wants to suck your blood and Jayce, Frankenstein who just really wanted to eat his candy right away!  I love these two little boys so much!!  They have been to 3 parties and now they are Trick or Treating.  You can bet that I loaded them up with lots and lots of candy and pop, you know,  just in case they don't have enought treats!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just love Halloween!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7483328620369831797?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7483328620369831797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7483328620369831797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7483328620369831797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SuyJn_hhC-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/neTfgNgRw9Q/s72-c/091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8593510336588627066</id><published>2009-10-12T23:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:15:40.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Trapper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was a very sad day for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hyita&lt;/span&gt; household. Our family pet member Trapper who has been with us for 15 years was unexpectedly taken from us.   :(    We got Trapper as a puppy while we lived in Casper Wyoming and he has been our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt;, loyal pet since then. He was the best dog ever and held a special place in each of our hearts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have so many fun memories with our Trapper, like our trips to Lake Powell. If the kids were in the water playing and screaming Trapper thought they might be drowning so he would jump in and save them. It seems like he would always find the one dead fish on shore and be sure to roll around on it just so we could smell how pretty he was, or when we would all get in the boat and Trapper would be the last one in and then he would  shake and get us all wet!! He loved going places with us and was always such a good traveler!! He loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumping&lt;/span&gt; in the camper and traveling from Washington state to Utah. While Bart would be loading the camper Trapper would lay inside the doorway to make sure we wouldn't leave him behind! He even flew across country to Pennsylvania and when we got him off the plane everyone in the airport wanted to pet him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He loved playing football and baseball with the boys . The boys would hit the ball and Trapper would go fetch it and bring it back to them. He loved running and chasing the kids all over the yard playing tag, hide and go seek or even jumping on the trampoline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was our protector! He once cornered a possum and a few years back he even got the best of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;raccoon&lt;/span&gt;. One day while we lived in Washington, we woke up and Trapper was at the back french doors looking in with a face full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;porcupine&lt;/span&gt; quills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He loved to sit, shake &amp;amp; speak. The little kids loved it when he would "speak" and when our nephew Dakota was little he would make his Mom call so Trapper could speak to him on the phone. I don't think there was anyone who didn't love Trapper!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He became &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Corban's&lt;/span&gt; "boy" and you could always find the two of them in a hug or playing fetch and there were lots of times when Trapper was Peter Pan or Captain Hook, a bear or a horse. They became good buddies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know that he loved each one of the kids and Bart as much as we all love him!!! He will be deeply missed and thought of often! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we had his funeral today Matt said it best in his prayer, "we are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; and lucky to have had Trapper as a member of our family". We love you Trapper and miss you already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCkQOyFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/jUCPiKbwCdY/s1600-h/Kids%26Trapper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391918205286402130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCkQOyFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/jUCPiKbwCdY/s320/Kids%26Trapper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather, Jonas, Trapper &amp;amp; Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCeL_BgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qTUnd3nkCpw/s1600-h/100_1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391918203657979394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCeL_BgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qTUnd3nkCpw/s320/100_1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; his "boy" Trapper as Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCBhN7xI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9Dnl1x_iUIg/s1600-h/P1020058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391918195962408722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCBhN7xI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9Dnl1x_iUIg/s320/P1020058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trapper, our faithful and loving family member of 15 years &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/3635002309602793688-8593510336588627066?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8593510336588627066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-trapper.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8593510336588627066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8593510336588627066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-trapper.html' title='Goodbye Trapper'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/StPxCkQOyFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/jUCPiKbwCdY/s72-c/Kids%26Trapper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-7548757955554412742</id><published>2009-10-04T15:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:13:31.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jonas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Ssj6r-S5dBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IGSBl_WB9gQ/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp53254_nu%3D3238_78__886_WSNRCG%3D32866938_8327nu0mrj%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388832587512378386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Ssj6r-S5dBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IGSBl_WB9gQ/s320/232323232%7Ffp53254_nu%3D3238_78__886_WSNRCG%3D32866938_8327nu0mrj%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Jonas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is Jonas' 24th birthday!!  I can't believe my little boy has grown so fast into a incrediable young man!  It just seems like yesterday that he was my sweet little baby that I held in my arms.  I remember just holding him and watching him breathe, of course he had bronchinal pneumonia twice before he was 4 weeks old.  That was such a scary time but little did I know there would be other scary times ahead.  Like when he ran away and I couldn't find him (yes he was hiding in the linen closet--little stink bug!) or when he would fall and scrape his elbows and knees. When he was trying to be a dare devil and jumped from the trampoline to the tricky bars at his Grandma and Grandpa Branch's house and broke his arm.  Then there was the time he broke his collar bone during a football game. When he started school. When he got his drivers license. I can't count the many times he called me and told me he was in a car accident and then say "just kidding"---again little stink bug!! I could probably go on and on........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With as many scary times we have had there have been many more times of laughter and fun. Times when we have shared secrets, proud moments of success and accomplishements and watching him grow into a awesome person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; The very best though is when I get hugs.........big hugs!  Hugs that say I am still your little boy and will always be. Hugs that say I'm ok Mom don't worry or ones for no reason what so ever!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are so blessed to have Jonas in our family!! He has so many qualities about him that make him stand out where ever or whoever he is with.  He has the ability to make people laugh, he is a generous person, he has a very big kind heart.  He LOVES his nephews Corban and Jayce.  I could go on and on but I will say this..........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Bithday Jonas!!  "I love you forever, I love you for always as long as I'm living my baby you'll be!"  ~Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7548757955554412742?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7548757955554412742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-jonas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7548757955554412742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7548757955554412742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-jonas.html' title='Happy Birthday Jonas'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Ssj6r-S5dBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IGSBl_WB9gQ/s72-c/232323232%7Ffp53254_nu%3D3238_78__886_WSNRCG%3D32866938_8327nu0mrj%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5328995228010601415</id><published>2009-09-27T00:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:16:27.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Top Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few weeks ago Val called Corban and asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said he wanted Uncle Jeff to take him up on the real mountains and hunt an elk.  So, Aunt Val made Corbans birthday wish come true!!  Heather, the boys and myself flew into Utah last Saturday and on Sunday morning Uncle Jeff, Aunt Val, Dakota, Delaney, Aunt Sue, Uncle Jim, Brock, Great Ramma &amp;amp; Rampa "Ranch", Aunt Laurie and Uncle Jonas (that was all, I hope) and us all went up above East Carbon to Bruins where Jeff has his hunting camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the way up, Corban got to see several herds of antelope which made the beginning of the hunt awesome!!  We then took the switch backs (lots of them) and a steep, steep climb to get to the top of Bruins.  Jeff stopped at a view point so we could look down (way down) to the valley below.  It was so beautiful!!  Words cannot describe the beauty of God's creation!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We arrived at "Camp Hilton" where the scenery was just as beautiful.  Uncle Jeff has camp set up so nice!! We ate lunch and then Corban wanted to "hunt" so Uncle Jeff  had Jonas, Brock and Dakota place a recording of a hurt bunny on the hillside and after about 5 minutes he had successfully called in a pack of coyote.  We just sat, watched and listened to the coyotes try to find the bunny.  Dakota forgot to put the recording on continue replay so after about 30 minutes the coyotes began to rock out on Val's ipod music!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Uncle Jeff took a few "chosen hunters" which did not include me, Jayce, the Ram-parents, Aunt Sue, Uncle Jim or Aunt Laurie (something about us being noisy) out to bugle in some elk.  So this is how the story I heard goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uncle Jeff took the "chosen" to a "secret location" and after Jonas carried Corban up and down a hill side, Brock stepping in a fresh cow pie and sliding a bit, Heather &amp;amp; Delaney trying to keep up and be quiet and Dakota and Brock chit, chatting in "whispers", they arrived at a spot and Jeff began his call.  It wasn't long that a big elk came in........within 30 yards.  Corban was so quiet and just watched as the elk just looked at them.  After a few minutes it ran off and the chosen moved to another location.  Unlce Jeff worked his magic once again and bugled in lots of big elk!! Corban kept telling Uncle Jonas to go back to the truck and get his pump gun so he could shoot the elk.  He was a little upset when he was told they could only watch the elk and not shoot them but he was so excited to see "real elk" in the "real forest" that it was ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The chosen said they could hear other elk bugling and running through the trees and some were even hitting horns.  Corban was so quiet and amazed and he said that "this was the best day ever!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he got back to camp he told the rest of us the whole story and showed us how each elk looked at him and how they were bugling back at Uncle Jeff!!  It was so fun to see the total excitment in his eyes and hear him tell us everything!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then started our ride back down the switch backs and off the steep, steep mountain to home where we tucked a sleeping Corban into bed where I am sure he was dreaming of "the best day ever" with elk, coyotes, antelope and Uncle Jeff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Uncle Jeff for making his birthday wish come true!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr735bOTUmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/uYcgEJJFmE4/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386014770314039906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr735bOTUmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/uYcgEJJFmE4/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On top of Bruins looking down on creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr7345eiizI/AAAAAAAAAU8/q_eCZZZeX24/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386014761255340850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr7345eiizI/AAAAAAAAAU8/q_eCZZZeX24/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban getting ready to go find the big elk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr734CZsLvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9XOtBEtPepI/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386014746471050994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr734CZsLvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9XOtBEtPepI/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hunting began................poor Corban was the elk that Brock &amp;amp; Dakota shot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr733qBXuMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xc4M0Zau1v8/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386014739926595778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr733qBXuMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xc4M0Zau1v8/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Baby Jayce, he couldn't go out to call in the elk so he stayed back at camp and cut firewood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr732zaGKhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8Cin9BU1rdM/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386014725266352658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr732zaGKhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8Cin9BU1rdM/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonas &amp;amp; I spending quality time together in the mountains! &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/3635002309602793688-5328995228010601415?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5328995228010601415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-top-of-world.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5328995228010601415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5328995228010601415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-top-of-world.html' title='On Top Of The World'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sr735bOTUmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/uYcgEJJFmE4/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1405913551912000210</id><published>2009-09-16T10:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:27:27.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrD3PsTTLtI/AAAAAAAAATU/DTtYjN7LVu8/s1600-h/2009+Summer17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrD3PsTTLtI/AAAAAAAAATU/DTtYjN7LVu8/s400/2009+Summer17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I love, love, love fall!!! I love the crisp, cool air in the evenings and mornings, the mild temptures throughout the day. I love the smells of apples and cinnamon and the baking and eating :) the pumpkin cookies and cakes, apple crisp, pumpkin pies.........!! I love the colors of the leafs as they are turning, football season!, Halloween and Thanksgiving! I really do love fall!!!&lt;br /&gt;I put up some decorations around the house last Friday and I had to put most of them up high above the cupboards because Jayce loves to move things around on me!! :) This year I made the Scarecrow hat that is hanging on my front door. Not to bad for someone who is not creative. I also made the pumpkin a few years back (idea from Relief Society) and I just bought the wheat candle holders this year and added the leafs and acorns around them. When I go out to Utah Valerie is going to take me to a fun boutique to do some more fall shopping!! Yeah!!! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3635002309602793688-1405913551912000210?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1405913551912000210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-is-here.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1405913551912000210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1405913551912000210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here!!!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrD3PsTTLtI/AAAAAAAAATU/DTtYjN7LVu8/s72-c/2009+Summer17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2783588135359559862</id><published>2009-09-15T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:19:15.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hissssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7TzMDWmI/AAAAAAAAATM/8DYEG_D6kZU/s1600-h/P1020044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381866766052055650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7TzMDWmI/AAAAAAAAATM/8DYEG_D6kZU/s320/P1020044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7TeskEQI/AAAAAAAAATE/A9f7YjpbPU0/s1600-h/P1020048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381866760551272706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7TeskEQI/AAAAAAAAATE/A9f7YjpbPU0/s320/P1020048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hisssss.........car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7S9YM0aI/AAAAAAAAAS8/uOFKI_rv514/s1600-h/P1020045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381866751607493026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7S9YM0aI/AAAAAAAAAS8/uOFKI_rv514/s320/P1020045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend Bart and I took Hissssss ......car to a car show. We had to change plans at the last minute and instead of going to the Flight 93 Memorial show (due to rain) we went to the Waynesburg car show instead.  It was so nice for Bart and I to do something together and we had a lot of fun.  After the car show we went for a ride and got an ice cream and then went to Mingo Park.  We even took our top down for the ride home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-2783588135359559862?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2783588135359559862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/hissssss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2783588135359559862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2783588135359559862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/hissssss.html' title='Hissssss'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SrA7TzMDWmI/AAAAAAAAATM/8DYEG_D6kZU/s72-c/P1020044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8565586866310507986</id><published>2009-09-13T23:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:34:35.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peg's Book Club Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sq23eMbCOZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/aPhu1IolhPc/s1600-h/thelastsong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381158859136186770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sq23eMbCOZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/aPhu1IolhPc/s320/thelastsong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just finished reading Nicholas Sparks book "The Last Song" and as usual it was such a good book.  Nicholas Sparks says it best on the back cover "the many ways that love can break our hearts....and heal them."  I can't wait to share this book with Heather and my sisters!!&lt;br /&gt;They are making a movie of it and it should be out in 2010.............girls night out at the movies!!!&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/3635002309602793688-8565586866310507986?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8565586866310507986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/pegs-book-club-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8565586866310507986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8565586866310507986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/pegs-book-club-review.html' title='Peg&apos;s Book Club Review'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sq23eMbCOZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/aPhu1IolhPc/s72-c/thelastsong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5056791995288165858</id><published>2009-09-13T10:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:04:59.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaelah goes to Washington D.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sq0I3ocaglI/AAAAAAAAASs/4RDcmIiGJPw/s1600-h/Kaelah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380966881620034130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sq0I3ocaglI/AAAAAAAAASs/4RDcmIiGJPw/s320/Kaelah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Kaelah Doporto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our great-niece Kaelah is in Washington D.C. for the Jr. National Youth Leadership Conference!!! Kaelah was selected to attend this conference because of her academic and leadership qualities. This is such an honor and we are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of her!! Meagan says that Kaelah is such an exceptional student.  She studies and reads every night and gets high grades and honors in school! She is an example to those around her and excels in all she does in school, church, sports and home. She was chosen by her teachers and principal to be among others who are as outstanding as she is!! Not only is Kaelah smart but she is also beautiful and loving (even to her sister and baby brother), she is a good little friend and most of all she is a wonderful daughter, granddaughter and niece!! So here is a big shout-out----- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5056791995288165858?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5056791995288165858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaelah-goes-to-washington-dc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5056791995288165858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5056791995288165858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaelah-goes-to-washington-dc.html' title='Kaelah goes to Washington D.C.'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sq0I3ocaglI/AAAAAAAAASs/4RDcmIiGJPw/s72-c/Kaelah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6521578646506594397</id><published>2009-09-09T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:22:49.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Lagoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sqhi-OOkYZI/AAAAAAAAASk/O_WzISuEkDo/s1600-h/2009+Summer16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sqhi-OOkYZI/AAAAAAAAASk/O_WzISuEkDo/s400/2009+Summer16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corban had so much fun riding down the "Big Kahuna" and the "Python"!!!  Bart and Garrett had  as much fun riding the water slides as well.  Corban even got his "Ramma" to go down the Big Kahuna!! He was so cute because he kept telling me "just close your eyes like this so the waterfall won't get in them, then open your eyes because its not scary it's just dark for a little while and then when you come out of the slide we can float around and it won't be scary at all"!!  He wanted to stay all day because "its ok if your fingers get wrinkled.... the wrinkles go away! "&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-6521578646506594397?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6521578646506594397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/splash-lagoon.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6521578646506594397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6521578646506594397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/splash-lagoon.html' title='Splash Lagoon'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sqhi-OOkYZI/AAAAAAAAASk/O_WzISuEkDo/s72-c/2009+Summer16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1622795921358583563</id><published>2009-09-09T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:53:02.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor"less" Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sqhb_aou0eI/AAAAAAAAASc/58CdsCW3oy8/s1600-h/2009+Summer15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sqhb_aou0eI/AAAAAAAAASc/58CdsCW3oy8/s400/2009+Summer15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We spent the Labor Day holiday in Erie, Pennsylvania with Heather, Garrett and the boys!  We went to Lake Erie and watched the sunset on the beach.  It was so pretty there.  I loved watching the boys play by the water and Jayce crawling in the sand discovering rocks and even tasting the sand to see how it compares to the sand at the Price Museum (it wasn't that good by the look on his face!).  We also went to Splash Lagoon where there are lots of different water slides and pools for everyone to play in.  When we got to our hotel room there was a birthday cake and balloons waiting for Corban (yes, he celebrated another day!).  We had such a good time and can't wait to go there again!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-1622795921358583563?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1622795921358583563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/laborless-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1622795921358583563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1622795921358583563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/laborless-day.html' title='Labor&quot;less&quot; Day'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sqhb_aou0eI/AAAAAAAAASc/58CdsCW3oy8/s72-c/2009+Summer15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5109448931355433268</id><published>2009-09-09T20:13:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:32:08.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corban's "REAL" Birthday</title><content type='html'>Corban finally had his "real" birthday on September 2nd (his hunting birthday party was fake because it wasn't September 2nd yet). He started his day out by having birthday breakfast of blueberry muppins with a candle in it. Then, off to the park to have a birthday picnic and have some fun in the sun. Grandpa and his daddy took their lunch hour and met us at the park to eat and play before going back to work. Dinner was Corban's choice.....hot dogs and homemade macaroni and cheese!! Yum!! After dinner Corban opened up his gifts (it was almost like Christmas all over). He got some really fun toys and couldn't wait to play with them. He was too busy playing with his toys that he couldn't even take phone calls from everyone wishing him a happy birthday. He did have fun and said he is glad he is 4 now!! He had a great birthday and is now ready to hunt with the big boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTKwf1aLI/AAAAAAAAASU/gdJfR79h0dM/s1600-h/P1010942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641199176280242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTKwf1aLI/AAAAAAAAASU/gdJfR79h0dM/s320/P1010942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa &amp;amp; Corban play a game of tic-tac-toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTKbB-pyI/AAAAAAAAASM/uBlV5IurBtE/s1600-h/P1010944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641193413912354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTKbB-pyI/AAAAAAAAASM/uBlV5IurBtE/s320/P1010944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa gives Corban a little push&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTJ72jVUI/AAAAAAAAASE/abSTOvuS8wA/s1600-h/P1010946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641185044485442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTJ72jVUI/AAAAAAAAASE/abSTOvuS8wA/s320/P1010946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban &amp;amp; Grandpa swinging&lt;br /&gt;Corban can swing higher because he's 4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTJWOAVnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/IySTVCCiu1A/s1600-h/P1010956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641174942307954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTJWOAVnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/IySTVCCiu1A/s320/P1010956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather &amp;amp; her "big boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTI9qkfuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mb_DtPsDqXg/s1600-h/P1010960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641168351231714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTI9qkfuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mb_DtPsDqXg/s320/P1010960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban takes a rest in the tunnels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ7AzGqwI/AAAAAAAAARs/lDOxGTtqaf4/s1600-h/P1010954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379638729650907906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ7AzGqwI/AAAAAAAAARs/lDOxGTtqaf4/s320/P1010954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce having fun on the swings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ6errRoI/AAAAAAAAARk/7wftYHIhJ6I/s1600-h/P1010963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379638720492947074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ6errRoI/AAAAAAAAARk/7wftYHIhJ6I/s320/P1010963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heather and Corban open a present of bears &amp;amp; deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ5wo-b4I/AAAAAAAAARc/EfxEo6v8byo/s1600-h/P1010969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379638708133588866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ5wo-b4I/AAAAAAAAARc/EfxEo6v8byo/s320/P1010969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban show his Dad how to shoot a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ5cX09kI/AAAAAAAAARU/B9GdNy3j2fE/s1600-h/P1010972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379638702692955714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ5cX09kI/AAAAAAAAARU/B9GdNy3j2fE/s320/P1010972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ5OIyhfI/AAAAAAAAARM/VqkwGOkxfAA/s1600-h/P1010973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379638698871784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhQ5OIyhfI/AAAAAAAAARM/VqkwGOkxfAA/s320/P1010973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Atwood Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5109448931355433268?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5109448931355433268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/corbans-real-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5109448931355433268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5109448931355433268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/corbans-real-birthday.html' title='Corban&apos;s &quot;REAL&quot; Birthday'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SqhTKwf1aLI/AAAAAAAAASU/gdJfR79h0dM/s72-c/P1010942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1365913511992169691</id><published>2009-09-01T16:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:42:24.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Corban's first day of school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9-01-09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp2DPVs7viI/AAAAAAAAAPs/svMBQf8RBiQ/s1600-h/P1010939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376597829697125922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp2DPVs7viI/AAAAAAAAAPs/svMBQf8RBiQ/s320/P1010939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today my little Buckaroo started preschool.  He was pretty excited and I must say he looked adorable.  Heather let me go with them so I got to watch him walk into class.  I must say it was hard to watch my little girl walk her little boy into class.........they grow so fast.  He only has school 2 times a week for just a couple of hours and he knows some of the kids already from last year.  Since he won't be to school tomorrow on his birthday he took a birthday treat today.  When Heather and I picked him up we both asked him how school was and he told us "good".  We asked if he did any papers, did the kids like his birthday treat, did they sing Happy Birthday, were his friends there etc. etc.  After the million questions he finally replied "I can't tell you............you don't go to school there"!  I guess we have to go to school if we want to find out what he does there!&lt;br /&gt;He is such a smart little guy I just hope the teachers will be able to keep up with him!!!&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/3635002309602793688-1365913511992169691?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1365913511992169691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-preschool.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1365913511992169691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1365913511992169691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp2DPVs7viI/AAAAAAAAAPs/svMBQf8RBiQ/s72-c/P1010939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8083027215699894317</id><published>2009-09-01T08:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:03:30.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncles, Nephews &amp; Nieces OH MY!</title><content type='html'>While I was out in Utah I was lucky enough to be able to visit with family from near and far!!  I couldn't have planned this trip better if I tried!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WfjWQG6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/uqs46GSHiyU/s1600-h/P1010843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376478261470567330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WfjWQG6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/uqs46GSHiyU/s320/P1010843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My nephew Brandon was home from his Boston, Mass. mission on a sick leave.  He has had trouble with his tonsils while out in the mission field so they sent him home to have them removed.  It was such a nice surprise to see him especially since I wasn't able to see him before he left.  He is now back in the mission field and I know he is a great missionary.  I &lt;div&gt;just want to say, "thanks Elder Branch for getting sick!"  so I could get the chance to see you and get a couple of hugs along the way!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WfFAaoOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PB2NcGbV1AQ/s1600-h/P1010889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376478253325918434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WfFAaoOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PB2NcGbV1AQ/s320/P1010889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always love to see my little Laney Bird!! I was able to watch her practice for her competition cheer squad.  She is the best cheer leader ever!!!  I love being with Laney she always makes me laugh and I can't wait to see her again and do some scrap booking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WerPwrkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8KWsnW27EZM/s1600-h/P1010869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376478246410956354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WerPwrkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8KWsnW27EZM/s320/P1010869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also got to watch my Brock play football.  He is so awesome!!!  I am just saying, if I saw him running toward me I wouldn't wait to get knocked down by this big guy I would just fall and hope and pray he wouldn't hurt me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WeBSiLbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Er9mtc6Bf5s/s1600-h/UncleDan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376478235148299698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WeBSiLbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Er9mtc6Bf5s/s320/UncleDan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Uncle Dan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who would have ever thought I would have not one but two Uncles that rode harleys!!  I was so lucky to get to visit with them while out in Utah since Uncle Dan lives in Indiana and my Uncle Bob lives in Nevada.  They were doing a ride together and stopped in Wellington to be with my Mom on her birthday. (such good little brothers!) I really do have the best family in the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0Wd43dZmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/BtOiAIQwI8M/s1600-h/P1010837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376478232887256674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0Wd43dZmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/BtOiAIQwI8M/s320/P1010837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Uncle Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, both my "Harley Uncles" are real softies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3635002309602793688-8083027215699894317?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8083027215699894317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/uncles-nephews-nieces-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8083027215699894317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8083027215699894317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/09/uncles-nephews-nieces-oh-my.html' title='Uncles, Nephews &amp; Nieces OH MY!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sp0WfjWQG6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/uqs46GSHiyU/s72-c/P1010843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6807357123599503687</id><published>2009-08-31T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:31:03.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Cake......mmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SpyVdQ5OMGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/62rsFgUM5bk/s1600-h/2009+Summer14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SpyVdQ5OMGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/62rsFgUM5bk/s400/2009+Summer14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather let me make Corban his Bear cake for his birthday party.  I love making my grandbabies their birthday cakes but I have more fun watching how excited they get when they see them.  Although, I did try to make a "grizzly bear"  it ended up being a nice little "brown baby bear"!! &lt;br /&gt;I hope his birthday wish comes true!! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Corban for letting me share your birthday with you.  I love you "beary" much!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-6807357123599503687?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6807357123599503687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/bear-cakemmmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6807357123599503687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6807357123599503687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/bear-cakemmmmm.html' title='Bear Cake......mmmmm'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SpyVdQ5OMGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/62rsFgUM5bk/s72-c/2009+Summer14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-3228956376994041648</id><published>2009-08-31T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:17:25.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corban's Birthday Party 8-29-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SpySQ-nm2SI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6FPVB_e2L9U/s1600-h/2009+Summer13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SpySQ-nm2SI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6FPVB_e2L9U/s400/2009+Summer13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;n'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friends helped him celebrate his birthday on Saturday.  This year his party theme was "A Hunting Party"&lt;br /&gt;Heather, the boys and myself started out by taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt; to find party ideas and accessories!  His invitations were postcards from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt; with bear, elk and deer on them.   Heather put the party information on the back and they turned out really cute.&lt;br /&gt;Next, we found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;camouflaged&lt;/span&gt; plates, cups, &amp;amp; napkins.  Did you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt; also has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; wrapped chocolates as well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; wrapped big chocolate candy bars?  We got these to put in the kids treat bags and little camping glow sticks. Heather also found some animal tatoos and added them to the bags too.  Next, I got online and discovered that you can order a deer pinata and mylar deer balloons so we got those as well.&lt;br /&gt;For games we played pin the "antlers on the deer" (which each kid won playdough) and we went on a "bear hunt".  A bear had stolen the treat bags and left clues along with bear tracks all around the yard for the kids to follow.  Once they found their treat bags they did the pinata which filled the kids and their bags up with more candy!!!  If that wasn't enough sugar they had cake and  icecream bars but....... (like this but really helps) Heather had pizza &amp;amp; pop to balance out the sugar rush!!&lt;br /&gt;In the end Corban had a great party and his friends all seemed so excited when they left with their bellies and their bags full of SUGAR!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-3228956376994041648?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3228956376994041648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/corbans-birthday-party-8-29-09.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3228956376994041648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3228956376994041648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/corbans-birthday-party-8-29-09.html' title='Corban&apos;s Birthday Party 8-29-09'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SpySQ-nm2SI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6FPVB_e2L9U/s72-c/2009+Summer13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4170471343319251800</id><published>2009-08-31T21:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:48:21.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spx74W505DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6fGToRxPMwo/s1600-h/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376308263324542002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spx74W505DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6fGToRxPMwo/s320/144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my "baby Matty-Matt"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spx732rC4sI/AAAAAAAAAOk/EYR9KrLb1yU/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376308254672609986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spx732rC4sI/AAAAAAAAAOk/EYR9KrLb1yU/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; My "Big J"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bart and I are so proud of our boys and we miss them so much!!  It's a good thing we have Heather, Corban and Jayce so close by!!.......and each other!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watch out Heather because now you might be seeing me a lot more then you want to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4170471343319251800?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4170471343319251800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-boys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4170471343319251800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4170471343319251800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spx74W505DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6fGToRxPMwo/s72-c/144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-915371919800092367</id><published>2009-08-31T20:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:24:58.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt &amp; Chan: Back At The U of U!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Matt and Chan started their long drive from Pennsylvania to Utah about a week after Jonas and I. Matt wanted to spend as much time with Samantha before they both had to start school in different states. After spending the whole summer together this was a little tough on them but they know that in the end it will be worth it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chan spent most of the drive on Matt's lap. He is such a good little traveler!!! It took Matt two days to drive out west as well. I guess they boys don't need as much sleep as me or their Dad when we make this drive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Matt got to Price he spent the night and then the next morning me, Matt, Bren and Sue went to Salt Lake to get the boys settled in for school. It is so nice to have Bren room with Matt this year and going to the U of U together. I'm sure there will be lots of fun and stories to tell years from now!!! I just hope they do their homework!!! We took the boys for a steak dinner at Diamond Lil's.............just two Moms and their little boys!! It was so nice!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It never gets easier when you leave your kids at college but I think I am getting better at it and Sue..............well lets just say she might get a little better at saying good-bye after a few years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It just seems like yesterday that Jonas, Matt and Bren were all playing "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" and now here they are all grown up and going to college!! Where did my little boys go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxx9xztzuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tg5XTPAA0bk/s1600-h/0820090846a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376297361329737442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxx9xztzuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tg5XTPAA0bk/s320/0820090846a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Chan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure they are thinking how much they will miss me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-915371919800092367?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/915371919800092367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/matt-and-chan-started-their-long-drive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/915371919800092367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/915371919800092367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/matt-and-chan-started-their-long-drive.html' title='Matt &amp; Chan: Back At The U of U!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxx9xztzuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tg5XTPAA0bk/s72-c/0820090846a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2907248115387457017</id><published>2009-08-31T20:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:53:42.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country College Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jonas decided to go back to college and at the last minute I decided to join him for the long drive back to Utah. Him and Brewster drove his truck and I drove my precious 1998 Dodge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Durango&lt;/span&gt; which I decided I would leave out there so when I visit I could have a dependable vehicle!! I just love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Durango&lt;/span&gt; but since I got my new 2009 Dodge Aspen I just haven't drove my precious for awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We started our trip and drove to just outside St. Louis, Missouri. I had to quit early because, well being that I am a Grandma now my eyes are just not the same for night driving. We got up early the next morning and drove the rest of the way to Price, Utah!!! A total of about 1,900 miles!! It took us about 24 hours of driving which isn't too bad considering it usually takes about 2 1/2 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so nice to drive back with Jonas and we were able to chit chat on the phone while driving. Although he will probably say I drove him crazy with the calls but deep down...........way deep down he enjoyed me calling him.............&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All was going well until we got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Limon&lt;/span&gt;, Colorado. That is when my rear end gave out!!!!......on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Durango&lt;/span&gt;! I guess she figured out that I was taking her out west to enjoy the sunsets and retirement. Poor thing, I was trying to make a life of luxury for her and she thought I was going to abandon her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jonas and I weren't sure what was wrong so Jonas being the brave son, drove my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Durango&lt;/span&gt; from Denver Colorado to Price. I was scared to death because I wasn't sure if it was my brakes or what so, I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of prayers (especially going over Veil and through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Glenwood&lt;/span&gt; Canyon) and we made it safe!! We did get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Durango&lt;/span&gt; fixed and the good news is...............she loves the west and can't wait for me to visit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jonas got settled in and has started school. I know he misses me.............LOTS!!!!! Don't worry Jonas, I will be out to visit lots and lots and lots........!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss having the kids home but I am so proud of the choices that they have made and only wish them success!!!!!!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxnvm5nKoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4Mh2_BSet5o/s1600-h/0814091938b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376286122767231618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxnvm5nKoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4Mh2_BSet5o/s320/0814091938b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brewster let Jonas do all the driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl8s-MIDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tWAx4IaZh2o/s1600-h/0813092210a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376284148712087602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl8s-MIDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tWAx4IaZh2o/s320/0813092210a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who will get the last piece of pizza, Jonas or Brewster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl8f4js0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/NKicYrWeTxs/s1600-h/0813092211b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376284145198805826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl8f4js0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/NKicYrWeTxs/s320/0813092211b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brewster has to share his bed with Jonas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl76u-K7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UYSEXhUd-P0/s1600-h/0814091934a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376284135226485682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl76u-K7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UYSEXhUd-P0/s320/0814091934a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Glenwood&lt;/span&gt; Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This canyon is so beautiful! I love going through this canyon during the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl7o_cb6I/AAAAAAAAANs/T2iMGWiDZ9A/s1600-h/0814091932c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376284130463739810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl7o_cb6I/AAAAAAAAANs/T2iMGWiDZ9A/s320/0814091932c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pretttiest&lt;/span&gt; canyons in Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl7LBKTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/vTVopU6S_5Q/s1600-h/0814092141a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376284122417876690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxl7LBKTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/vTVopU6S_5Q/s320/0814092141a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is pretty much the view I saw for 2 long........very long days!! I was able to keep up with Jonas and I am proud to say..............No speeding tickets were given during these two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-2907248115387457017?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2907248115387457017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/cross-country-college-bound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2907248115387457017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2907248115387457017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/cross-country-college-bound.html' title='Cross Country College Bound'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Spxnvm5nKoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4Mh2_BSet5o/s72-c/0814091938b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5735010864759923439</id><published>2009-08-17T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:04:54.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Soly9kDrTQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nmQekpxO_Ag/s1600-h/Mom+and+Bros.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Soly9kDrTQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nmQekpxO_Ag/s320/Mom+and+Bros.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370950432592710914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Dan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle Bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Mom's birthday!! Yeah, she is 69 years young!!  I am so blessed to have such a wonderful Mother!! My Mom has always been my greatest friend, my hero, a great example to follow and so much more!!  I remember as I was growing up my Mom was always the coolest Mom on the block!!  She always made everything special for me even if it was learning to play softball, listening to music (which she was always up on the latest songs), dating boys, going to dances, mutual ......... I could go on forever.  She always made our house a home for my friends and they even called her Mom.  She has always been so easy to talk to and there were many times when she would just listen and let me cry and then give me the best advice on how to solve many problems!  I remember her coaching our softball team to state champions, doing roadshows and dances and even taking me and my friends to "The White Lady"!!&lt;br /&gt;As I have grown up I have realized even more the things my Mom has done for me.  She taught me how to be a Mom and I realize the sacrifices that she has made for me throughout my entire life!  I only hope that I can be as great of a Mother, wife, Grandmother, sister and friend as she is! &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mom!!  I love you and appreciate all the many things you do for me and my family!! You are truly the best Mother ever!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5735010864759923439?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5735010864759923439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5735010864759923439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5735010864759923439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Soly9kDrTQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nmQekpxO_Ag/s72-c/Mom+and+Bros.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-3392940358751797530</id><published>2009-08-11T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:15:45.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My greatest accomplishment, and my greatest pride and joy are my children. They truly are my greatest success. They have inspired me in all aspects of my life." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;`Catherine Pulsifer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-3392940358751797530?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3392940358751797530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-children.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3392940358751797530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3392940358751797530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-children.html' title='My Children'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-4254139663740923850</id><published>2009-08-10T17:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:24:43.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SoDIS6Etn-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/tdKRvjcUEcc/s1600-h/P1010817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368510982977855458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SoDIS6Etn-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/tdKRvjcUEcc/s320/P1010817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I got a phone call from Corban asking me if he could come over to my house tomorrow and make a "raft" (craft) because Jayce had to get "shot" and he didn't want to go to the Doctors with him. So, I said yes I would love to do a craft and I would see him tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning Corban runs through my door and hollers "come on Ramma.........lets do a raft" I said "ok lets go do a raft". Corban stops in his tracks and says matter of factly "Ramma I said a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not a raft"!! Silly me ..........so I said "sorry lets go do a craft".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we made a puppy dog craft we put puzzles together, played the hunting game, watched a little of the hunting channel and read Shark &amp;amp; Dinosaur books. It was getting close to lunch time so I asked him if he was hungry. I told him I would make him PB&amp;amp;J, grilled cheese sandwich, soup, mac &amp;amp; cheese whatever he wanted. His reply......."Chocolate!". I told him after lunch he could have some chocolate but he had to eat first "Grandma's rules". His reply........."Corban's rules are eat chocolate first then lunch", to which I replied "Grandma's house.........Grandma's rules", to which he said "I like Corban's rules better!" He cracks me up!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Corban for coming to my house today and making a "raft" with me and making me laugh!! I love you my little Buckaroo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4254139663740923850?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4254139663740923850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/craft-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4254139663740923850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4254139663740923850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/craft-day.html' title='Craft Day'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SoDIS6Etn-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/tdKRvjcUEcc/s72-c/P1010817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6018113842487756161</id><published>2009-08-09T21:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:54:03.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn98jtM7wsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aJ6AJ4ulUWY/s1600-h/2009+Summer12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn98jtM7wsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aJ6AJ4ulUWY/s400/2009+Summer12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; turned &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; August 8, 2009!!! He had fun opening his gifts and he loved each one of them!! He got a drum that teaches him the ABC's in english and spanish from Uncle Jonas. Some really cute clothes from Uncle Matt and Aunt Sam and Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa gave him a Mickey Mouse airplane that makes all sorts of noises and some books (they also make noise) and some clothes. His Mom and Dad and big brother Corban gave him a learning center (yes it makes noise too) and a truck, some clothes, books...........I lost track because he was really raking in the gifts!! He loved opening them up and just wanted to play with each one. He was so cute and fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jayce has really been a joy to all of us and he has grown so fast!! I love watching him grow and learn new things daily!!! I love seeing him almost every day and spending time with him. I love giving him hugs and kisses and getting them too!!! Happy Birthday my little Jayce-a-roo we love you very much!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3635002309602793688-6018113842487756161?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6018113842487756161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-whos-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6018113842487756161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6018113842487756161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-whos-1.html' title='Look who&apos;s 1'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn98jtM7wsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aJ6AJ4ulUWY/s72-c/2009+Summer12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-9017700895350240943</id><published>2009-08-09T11:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T11:38:03.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7yLipDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K8t-kEWuTuI/s1600-h/P1010799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367986118675571762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7yLipDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K8t-kEWuTuI/s320/P1010799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me and my little Jayce-a-roo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7mV9NQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OCwZiMQgKFM/s1600-h/P1010800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367986115498030338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7mV9NQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OCwZiMQgKFM/s320/P1010800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jayce gets ready to eat his dinosaur cake!! Corban can harldy wait to watch and join in on the fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7Umo4KI/AAAAAAAAAME/6lkvycNmAXA/s1600-h/P1010807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367986110736162978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7Umo4KI/AAAAAAAAAME/6lkvycNmAXA/s320/P1010807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;This is GREAT fun!!  Emery the cat even wants to join in on some cake!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7BshK8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/es2F9jT4Ss8/s1600-h/P1010809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367986105660550082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7BshK8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/es2F9jT4Ss8/s320/P1010809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jayce really gets into his cake!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q67ebW7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/uQR-0LbdmDw/s1600-h/P1010810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367986103990836146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q67ebW7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/uQR-0LbdmDw/s320/P1010810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey, where did my cake go?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all enjoyed watching Jayce eat his cake.  He was a little cautious at first but once he started there was no stopping him. He was so funny and so cute!!  We love you Jayce!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy  1st Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&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/3635002309602793688-9017700895350240943?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/9017700895350240943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/9017700895350240943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/9017700895350240943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sn7q7yLipDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K8t-kEWuTuI/s72-c/P1010799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2064086858937394318</id><published>2009-08-07T12:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:06:26.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake bake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxdLab5tPI/AAAAAAAAALs/QiNsyCB79D4/s1600-h/P1010764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367267306575082738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxdLab5tPI/AAAAAAAAALs/QiNsyCB79D4/s320/P1010764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I baked and decorated Jayce's birthday cake today for his first birthday!!  I wanted to get a picture of the cake before he "eats" it all by himself!  I can hardly wait to see him do this!!  I will be sharing his birthday photos after his party!!  Yeah, my little Jayce-a-roo is turning 1 !!!&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/3635002309602793688-2064086858937394318?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2064086858937394318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/cake-bake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2064086858937394318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2064086858937394318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/cake-bake.html' title='Cake bake'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxdLab5tPI/AAAAAAAAALs/QiNsyCB79D4/s72-c/P1010764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1667100619206687937</id><published>2009-08-07T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:54:00.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moose on the loose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxaKbymlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/DFAO3pxqg58/s1600-h/P1010762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263991223981266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxaKbymlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/DFAO3pxqg58/s320/P1010762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Cabela's the other day which the boys always love!!  I'm not sure if everyone knows but Corban is obsessed with hunting and he has "shot" every animal in Cabela's!!  He has been to Africa, Canada, Utah, Colorado and all the other great hunting places in between hunting.  While showing me all the animals he has shot I noticed that he had to go potty.........so off to the potty we went. After he pottyed I said "let's wash your hands" which he replied "Ramma, you should always wash both hands not just one...........they both have yuckies on them"!  It's a good thing he teaches me about all this stuff because I never knew!!!  I just love this little guy!!&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/3635002309602793688-1667100619206687937?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1667100619206687937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/moose-on-loose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1667100619206687937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1667100619206687937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/moose-on-loose.html' title='Moose on the loose!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxaKbymlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/DFAO3pxqg58/s72-c/P1010762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-229364780335768795</id><published>2009-08-07T12:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:43:22.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX70djOYI/AAAAAAAAALc/hBcQGd6p-jM/s1600-h/P1010756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367261541125273986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX70djOYI/AAAAAAAAALc/hBcQGd6p-jM/s320/P1010756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce "drives" a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX7TtuXsI/AAAAAAAAALU/m_-ankQqYwE/s1600-h/P1010757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367261532334743234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX7TtuXsI/AAAAAAAAALU/m_-ankQqYwE/s320/P1010757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce needs to add more money for another drive around the track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX62rmNlI/AAAAAAAAALM/L-QJHd6UiZ8/s1600-h/P1010749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367261524541191762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX62rmNlI/AAAAAAAAALM/L-QJHd6UiZ8/s320/P1010749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban gets ready to shoot a big Elk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX6aL2WhI/AAAAAAAAALE/MRbzEnJZzHs/s1600-h/P1010746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367261516891838994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX6aL2WhI/AAAAAAAAALE/MRbzEnJZzHs/s320/P1010746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban waits for just the right shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The other day me and Heather took the boys to Corban's favorite place "Pizza Hut in Uniontown"! He loves going here because of the hunting game which he plays very well! He shoots deer, elk, turkey, squirrels, ducks, targets........... He wants a game just like this in his room but his Mom &amp;amp; Dad won't buy it for him!! Maybe he can talk Grandpa Hyita into buying it for him :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-229364780335768795?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/229364780335768795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/229364780335768795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/229364780335768795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-out.html' title='Day Out'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnxX70djOYI/AAAAAAAAALc/hBcQGd6p-jM/s72-c/P1010756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-7479502615269259936</id><published>2009-08-04T09:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:19:26.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sng0MrplbyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MJR92GKZQaI/s1600-h/Engagement+announcement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366096348492164898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sng0MrplbyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MJR92GKZQaI/s320/Engagement+announcement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt and Samantha announced their engagement in the local newspaper.  We are so excited for them and can't wait for their summer 2010 wedding!!  Sam has started to plan and Matt has started to worry :)  They are going to be so happy!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;s!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7479502615269259936?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7479502615269259936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/engagement-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7479502615269259936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7479502615269259936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/08/engagement-announcement.html' title='Engagement Announcement'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sng0MrplbyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MJR92GKZQaI/s72-c/Engagement+announcement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4539184692834868835</id><published>2009-07-30T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:36:43.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun Having A Blast!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This summer has been so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and we have had a lot of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;  We started off with a trip out west to Snowmass Colorado, then to our favorite place &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!  Of course there was visiting family and friends and going to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;baseball games&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Price Museum&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;movies&lt;/span&gt; all in between.  I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; spending time with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and especially my little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;s&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I love watching their joy and excitment in everything they do.  So sit back and enjoy some of the pictures of what we have been up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4539184692834868835?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4539184692834868835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun-having-blast.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4539184692834868835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4539184692834868835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun-having-blast.html' title='Summer Fun Having A Blast!!!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-7299435215422990243</id><published>2009-07-30T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:22:20.458-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Recieves RMCMI Scholarship'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiCrf0RtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/effh4iQXrJA/s1600-h/P1010537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317166838761170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiCrf0RtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/effh4iQXrJA/s320/P1010537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiB0vE1WI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iEbNhQX4chI/s1600-h/P1010549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317152138810722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiB0vE1WI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iEbNhQX4chI/s320/P1010549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recieved&lt;/span&gt; the Rocky Mountain Coal Mining Institute Scholarship award in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Snowmass&lt;/span&gt; Colorado.  He was the only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;recipient&lt;/span&gt; from the state of Utah!!  We are so proud of him and all of his accomplishments!!  He gave a very nice acceptance speech at a luncheon held in his and the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recipient's&lt;/span&gt; honor.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiBrG-sbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3oSS9nMkXlo/s1600-h/P1010545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317149554717106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiBrG-sbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3oSS9nMkXlo/s320/P1010545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The luncheon was a little long and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt; (aka Jonas) fell asleep but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jayce&lt;/span&gt; was wide awake!!  Matt stands next to Gary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Takenaka&lt;/span&gt; whom he works with as well as Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;McCarter&lt;/span&gt; one of the University of Utah Professors and his Dad who is very proud of Matt!!!  Grandma Pat and Grandpa Bob was with us to see Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; his award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiBaOMjaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ehUgKPbYDYk/s1600-h/P1010542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364317145021582754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiBaOMjaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ehUgKPbYDYk/s320/P1010542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7299435215422990243?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7299435215422990243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/matt-recieved-rocky-mountain-coal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7299435215422990243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7299435215422990243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/matt-recieved-rocky-mountain-coal.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHiCrf0RtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/effh4iQXrJA/s72-c/P1010537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4092675462210239339</id><published>2009-07-30T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:56:57.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancin in the Rockies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHe6LnANnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xm-7ahk_4Y0/s1600-h/2009+Summer11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHe6LnANnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xm-7ahk_4Y0/s400/2009+Summer11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather and her Daddy, Matt and his Grammy do a little dancin' at the Family picnic.  Nothing like a little fresh mountain air to get the toes a tappin!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-4092675462210239339?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4092675462210239339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/dancin-in-rockies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4092675462210239339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4092675462210239339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/dancin-in-rockies.html' title='Dancin in the Rockies'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHe6LnANnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xm-7ahk_4Y0/s72-c/2009+Summer11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5701151080524323128</id><published>2009-07-30T13:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:46:41.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboys love dirt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHcW18TudI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aGc4f-VQi_w/s1600-h/2009+Summer10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHcW18TudI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aGc4f-VQi_w/s400/2009+Summer10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corban had so much fun at the Family Picnic!! He enjoyed roping the metal bull, riding the mechanical bull and leading his Dad around the arena blindfolded!! He is so fun to watch and he plays so hard! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3635002309602793688-5701151080524323128?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5701151080524323128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/corban-had-so-much-fun-at-family-picnic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5701151080524323128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5701151080524323128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/corban-had-so-much-fun-at-family-picnic.html' title='Cowboys love dirt!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHcW18TudI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aGc4f-VQi_w/s72-c/2009+Summer10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8235848537138935475</id><published>2009-07-30T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:35:29.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Water, Sun &amp; Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHZ4ElKqWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cN0ZeO6QCcs/s1600-h/2009+Summer9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHZ4ElKqWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cN0ZeO6QCcs/s400/2009+Summer9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone enjoys Lake Powell!! What more could you ask for.........sunshine, water &amp;amp; lots of smiles!!  :)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-8235848537138935475?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8235848537138935475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/water-sun-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8235848537138935475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8235848537138935475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/water-sun-fun.html' title='Water, Sun &amp; Fun'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHZ4ElKqWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cN0ZeO6QCcs/s72-c/2009+Summer9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5029510395641653591</id><published>2009-07-30T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:21:18.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHWjbZJCrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CvghoUptTd0/s1600-h/2009+Summer8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHWjbZJCrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CvghoUptTd0/s400/2009+Summer8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to have lots of family to share in the fun at Lake Powell!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-5029510395641653591?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5029510395641653591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5029510395641653591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5029510395641653591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-fun.html' title='More Fun'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHWjbZJCrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CvghoUptTd0/s72-c/2009+Summer8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5442124895629460106</id><published>2009-07-30T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:16:41.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHVeJIEgmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/djH0VfiZNOY/s1600-h/2009+Summer7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHVeJIEgmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/djH0VfiZNOY/s400/2009+Summer7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Jonas and his little buddy fishin' ! Too bad all they caught was carp but they had fun!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-5442124895629460106?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5442124895629460106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/fishin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5442124895629460106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5442124895629460106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/fishin.html' title='Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHVeJIEgmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/djH0VfiZNOY/s72-c/2009+Summer7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-726343317285311874</id><published>2009-07-30T12:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:05:28.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The winner is.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHRa81WZrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dpvZbGxev84/s1600-h/P1010622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364298892111668914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHRa81WZrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dpvZbGxev84/s320/P1010622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHQ9Ji-CCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aOL3SCAa8mY/s1600-h/P1010623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364298380128159778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHQ9Ji-CCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aOL3SCAa8mY/s320/P1010623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHQc1Tw9nI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XiHaOZbXXoo/s1600-h/P1010620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364297824939865714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHQc1Tw9nI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XiHaOZbXXoo/s320/P1010620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heather and Sam having a chicken fight and the winner is...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heather!!  She packs a mean punch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-726343317285311874?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/726343317285311874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/winner-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/726343317285311874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/726343317285311874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/winner-is.html' title='The winner is.............'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHRa81WZrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dpvZbGxev84/s72-c/P1010622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2343906462977301617</id><published>2009-07-30T12:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:51:17.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish, Splashin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHOUmPOFCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/EtfTmwI0ylo/s1600-h/2009+Summer6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHOUmPOFCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/EtfTmwI0ylo/s400/2009+Summer6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt;!! We love, love, love to swim, boat and dive!! I think all the kids were fish in their previous lives!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3635002309602793688-2343906462977301617?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2343906462977301617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/splish-splashin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2343906462977301617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2343906462977301617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/splish-splashin.html' title='Splish, Splashin'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHOUmPOFCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/EtfTmwI0ylo/s72-c/2009+Summer6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6985524154342416764</id><published>2009-07-30T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:31:14.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHK0XcXlgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JCQckVg8c_U/s1600-h/2009+Summer5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHK0XcXlgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JCQckVg8c_U/s400/2009+Summer5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't be a Lake Powell trip if we didn't go see the Indian ruins.  It was a little hike to get there but well worth it!! Lake Powell is such a beautiful place!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-6985524154342416764?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6985524154342416764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-ruins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6985524154342416764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6985524154342416764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/indian-ruins.html' title='Indian Ruins'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHK0XcXlgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JCQckVg8c_U/s72-c/2009+Summer5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-3031684889423365836</id><published>2009-07-30T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:22:32.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diggin Dinosaurs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHIx4uWllI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SAqojzniVqI/s1600-h/2009+Summer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHIx4uWllI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SAqojzniVqI/s400/2009+Summer4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Corban, Jayce, Delaney &amp;amp; Brock to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Jayce was so excited to start digging for dinosaur bones that he didn't wait for a tool he just started to eat the sand to get to the bones!! Corban was attacked by a T-Rex (he was able to escape thanks heavens!!).  He sat in a teepee  with Brock and Laney and he even put the animal skin on to scare his Mom!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-3031684889423365836?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3031684889423365836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/diggin-dinosaurs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3031684889423365836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3031684889423365836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/diggin-dinosaurs.html' title='Diggin Dinosaurs!!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHIx4uWllI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SAqojzniVqI/s72-c/2009+Summer4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5778414799436509340</id><published>2009-07-30T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:56:21.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHCpB-JetI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JwogpR4oDdI/s1600-h/2009+Summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHCpB-JetI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JwogpR4oDdI/s320/2009+Summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had movie night in Uncle Rodger's backyard.  We all enjoyed the movie Brother Bear!!  This is one of Corban's favorite movies of course because of it being about bears!!!  Shelly made some really good chocolate chip cookies, Uncle Rodger made homemade rootbeer, there was popcorn and Jamie even shared some of her "homemade" cookies (Shelly's were much better)!!  Best of all we were with lots of family.  I think there were around 30 people!!  FuN, fUn, FUN!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-5778414799436509340?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5778414799436509340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5778414799436509340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5778414799436509340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-night.html' title='Movie Night'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SnHCpB-JetI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JwogpR4oDdI/s72-c/2009+Summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4161983155551350686</id><published>2009-06-20T20:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:29:05.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to wish the two greatest men in my life a Happy Fathers Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart is such a wonderful Father to our children!! He has such a great relationship with each one of them. He loves them and supports them in all that they do. I remember when the kids were little and they couldn't wait for their Daddy to get home because he would take them out for walks and show them new discoveries in the backyard or ride bikes with them, tell them "Billy Bones" scary stories, play ball and other fun things that Mom couldn't do as well as Dad. When they started to get older he coached them in football or basketball and girls volleyball (yes-- 12 screaming little girls) and he loved every minute of those times with our kids. He was the cool Dad because he knew all the latest music, he always had the coolest cars, he could knee board and water ski, hunt and ride down rapids while saving someone from drowning! He has always worked so hard for our family but he has always made time for us as well!! He has been a great example to us in so many ways!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hon, for always making us laugh, for being our supporter as well as a coach, for taking the time to be with us and having fun, for showing us places that we have dreamed about and for being you...........an &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Father and Husband!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other greatest man in my life is my Father!! My Dad has always been such a fun person to be around. He is so funny and is always making us laugh!! I remember growing up that I sometimes would get so embarressed of the things he would say to my friends or how he would torture my boyfriends but now I look back and see that my Dad has always been there in my life even if it was to make my life "miserable"! I'm so lucky that he took the time to meet my friends and boyfriends that he took the time for me!! He still makes me laugh and sometimes embarresses me but he is my Dad and I love him!! He is a great example to me in so many ways and I am so blessed to have him for a Father!! So thanks Dad for always being my friend, for making me laugh and for loving me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4161983155551350686?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4161983155551350686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4161983155551350686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4161983155551350686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-4860434717268340973</id><published>2009-05-08T12:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:45:38.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgRc9KM-GvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/R3kSbgQFzGw/s1600-h/100_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333490064494041842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgRc9KM-GvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/R3kSbgQFzGw/s320/100_1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgRcuVw9eNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZGqqeXA5stk/s1600-h/100_1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333489809899747538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgRcuVw9eNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZGqqeXA5stk/s320/100_1900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to wish my Mom a Happy Mothers Day on Sunday!!  I have the most amazing Mother and I am so blessed to have her in my life.  She is truely an amazing person and I admire her so much.  I think back of all the wonderful things she has done for me and my siblings as we were growing up and how she always made our house the "fun house" to be at!!  There we so many other kids who called my Mom "Mom" because she cared for and loved our friends.  She always had hot chocolate and cowboy cookies, a big pot of chili  made for us at any given moment!!  She still makes homemade cakes and cookies for us and her grandchildren and great grandchildren "just because"!  She was the best softball coach, youth leader and mutal teacher, roadshow director and most of all my best friend!!  When we had mutual she always made sure that we got to watch Happy Days before class and she was always up to date with music having us listen to the new song that just came out and was on the Top 40 Countdown. She is such a beautiful woman and has a heart full of love for everyone!!  She is such a great example for our family and for others around her.  She loves all little children and always makes them feel special!  There are so many people that love my Mom but none as much as me!  Thanks Mom for all you do!!  I love you so very much and I am sending you lots of hugs on Mothers day and always!!  Love, Peg of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4860434717268340973?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4860434717268340973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mom.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4860434717268340973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4860434717268340973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mom.html' title='Happy Mothers Day Mom'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgRc9KM-GvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/R3kSbgQFzGw/s72-c/100_1811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6616942370422061676</id><published>2009-05-07T11:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:33:35.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!!  5/08/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgL8N1E3koI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fxDmTWkc3Hc/s1600-h/100_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333102223276085890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgL8N1E3koI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fxDmTWkc3Hc/s320/100_1860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my Daddy's &lt;strong&gt;72nd&lt;/strong&gt; Birthday! This picture of him was taken last year (in the Sacred Grove) when he came out to Pennsylvania to visit me. Dad, Mom and myself went to the Sacred Grove in Palmyra New York, Niagra Falls and Southbend Indiana. This was the most awesome visit that I've had with my Mom &amp;amp; Dad because I had them &lt;strong&gt;all to myself&lt;/strong&gt; for two whole weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best Dad in the whole world!! He has always been there for me, sets a great example for me, he makes me laugh and most of all he loves me unconditionally!! He is such a wonderful Grandpa too!! My kids love being around him..........he makes them laugh and they tease him &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; as much as he teases them! He has such a special relationship with each one of his grandchildren and his great-grandchildren too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many wonderful memories with my Dad. I admire the man who he is and what he has taught his children. He is a great friend to many (including me)! I love calling him my Dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Dad!! I wish I could be with you today to help you blow out your candles but know that I am thinking of you and wishing you the best birthday ever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-6616942370422061676?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6616942370422061676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-daddy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6616942370422061676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6616942370422061676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!!  5/08/09'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgL8N1E3koI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fxDmTWkc3Hc/s72-c/100_1860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4391936008736679995</id><published>2009-05-07T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:11:40.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bart recieves award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgLePbNVMiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgAIX1288kM/s1600-h/x1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333069265343164962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgLePbNVMiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgAIX1288kM/s320/x1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The University of Utah presented Bart with the "John E. Willson Distinguished Alumnus Award" on April 22, 2009. This award was established to recognize a graduate of the University of Utah's Mining Engineering Program who has set a high standard by his or her accomplishments in the mining industry.&lt;br /&gt;Bart was presented with this award and also recieved a Gary Prazen statue. He spoke to students in the Mining Engineering program as well as his Professors (many of who are Matt's professors now). Everyone enjoyed listening to him speak as he always does such a great job.&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of Bart and all of his accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;The University did a very nice write up on him about his accomplishments as well as his family background in Mining. Bart is a fourth-generation coal miner. His Great grandfather Jonas Hyita came to Carbon County from Finland and worked as a mine laborer. His Grandfather Raino and his father Robert Hyita were both employed at the Horse Canyon Mine. On his mothers side, his Grandfather Albert Kizerian was a coal miner and his Great Grandfather Evan James Griffiths started working in the mines in Wales at the age of 9. He immigrated to America at 12 and began working underground in the "mule barn. Bart's mom says that his family "bleeds coal dust"!&lt;br /&gt;Bart is currently Chief Operating Officer for CONSOL Energy here in Pittsburgh. He has accumulated over 28 years of experience in underground and surface coal mining. He is so amazing at his job and also as a husband, father and grandfather!! I am so lucky to be married to such an awesome man!!!&lt;br /&gt;Matt also recieved several scholarships that night from Joy Manfacturing, WAAIME, RMCMI and the William C. Browning scholarship. He has one more year at the U of U and then he will graduate. Matt is following in the footsteps of the Hyita Family as well as his great-grandfathers Hollis Branch and Nic Belich on my side of the family.........so I guess coal dust runs through his veins as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4391936008736679995?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4391936008736679995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/bart-recieves-award.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4391936008736679995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4391936008736679995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/bart-recieves-award.html' title='Bart recieves award'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SgLePbNVMiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FgAIX1288kM/s72-c/x1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5362475878354085007</id><published>2009-05-02T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:28:37.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things Corban says!</title><content type='html'>Today I went shopping (all day long) with Heather, the boys and Sam.  Seriously, we were shopping all day long!!  We were trying to find some summer clothes for Corban because he has grown and nothing fits him from last summer!  Sam was looking for a new outfit or two for her trip to Utah and Heather..........well Heather just loves to shop for anything!!! We had lunch first at the Olive Garden and then began the process of shopping.  Anyway, Corban and Jayce were such the little troopers!  I know it can't be fun shopping but they are always so good but today after several hours.........yes hours Corban started to get a little cranky and just wanted to do anything else but go into another clothing store.  Heather promised him a toy if he could just hold on a little longer so he decided that he wanted a "Rocket Rod Fishing Pole".  Now once Corban sets his mind on something it does not change until &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; decides to change it. Every store we would go into he would say "NO - NO I want a "Rocket Rod Fishing Pole"!!  Finally after about 5 stores of this I asked him what a  "Rocket Rod Fishing Pole" was to which he replied "Its a fising pole you shoot way out in the water........you know a Rocket Rod Fishing Pole............"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as seen on t.v.&lt;/span&gt;"!  So as you can guess.............either Heather or I will be purchasing a Rocket Rod Fishing Pole &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as seen on t.v&lt;/span&gt;.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Another funny.............last Thursday Heather made a big pot of Potato Chicken soup (it was so good....mmmmmm) and invited me and Jonas over to eat dinner with them.  So we go over and of course Corban is playing with Jonas and not eating and so Heather is trying to get him to sit down and eat.  He finally sits down and says to Heather "will you feed me" Heather said "yes, I would love to feed you"! to which Corban replied "but don't put food all over my face like you do to Jayce"!!  I laughed so hard................this kid is so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess these little guys see the world from a whole different perspective than we do!!  Thanks Corban my little buckaroo for making me laugh!!  I love you and your little brother so much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5362475878354085007?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5362475878354085007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-things-corban-says.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5362475878354085007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5362475878354085007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-things-corban-says.html' title='Funny things Corban says!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2142168459674681038</id><published>2009-04-30T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:07:15.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SfnWDa6uf2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/TQMiijdyz6E/s1600-h/miles1yrold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330526988223283042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SfnWDa6uf2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/TQMiijdyz6E/s320/miles1yrold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Happy First Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miles Doporto!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our great-nephew Miles celebrated his first birthday April 29th, 2009!!! He is such a cute little guy and we really miss seeing him grow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Smiles" as Corban calls him, is such a happy little boy and very smart too!! From what we hear his Mom has fun trying to keep up with him since he has learned to walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You never know what kind of "trouble" little boys will get in but it is a great adventure to watch them grow and learn!! Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails are fun to be around especially if there is a little boy who will someday be a fine young man whom will make you very proud that he is your son!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Birthday Miles and we love you so very much!!! We hope to see you soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-2142168459674681038?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2142168459674681038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-first-birthday-miles-doporto-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2142168459674681038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2142168459674681038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-first-birthday-miles-doporto-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SfnWDa6uf2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/TQMiijdyz6E/s72-c/miles1yrold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-6510072672913713279</id><published>2009-04-16T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:32:27.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Val's A Blogger</title><content type='html'>So I finally got Val to become a fellow blogger!! Yeah!!!  So check out her blog from my "favorite bloggers" and add her to your favorites because I'm sure she will keep us laughing at all her stories as well!!  Besides, she doesn't have very many friends :)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-6510072672913713279?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6510072672913713279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/vals-blogger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6510072672913713279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/6510072672913713279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/vals-blogger.html' title='Val&apos;s A Blogger'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-2216297493485545203</id><published>2009-04-05T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:58:24.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sdlk8SQ_MpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MW_4VRwwzrM/s1600-h/2009-03-242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sdlk8SQ_MpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MW_4VRwwzrM/s320/2009-03-242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we will be out of town Easter weekend, Me, Corban and Jayce decided to make a Bunny House and Easter cookies early so I could get in on the fun! We started Friday with the Bunny House. It didn't take us long but we had lots of fun making it! Corban liked licking the frosting and tasting each of the candies before decorating the house. I have to admit that Jayce and I licked our fingers as well!! We got one good picture of the house before it collapsed. We were able to put it back together again but it was a little crooked but it still tasted great.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we decorated cookies. Again, Corban and Jayce liked the frosting better then the decorating but we finished them and they were really yummy!!! We decorated butterflies, bunnies and easter eggs with pink purple and yellow frosting!! Now if I could just quit eating them!!&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun being with the boys and having their help in the kitchen. They are my little cooking buddies!! Thanks Heather for sharing the boys with "Ramma"!&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Aunt Sam came over to the house and brought each of the boys Easter baskets! The boys loved everything that was in them especially the wind-up bubble gum "pooping chicken" but most of all I think Corban loved seeing Aunt Sam and giving her hugs!! (watch out Matt you have some competition!!)&lt;br /&gt;Today (Sunday), after we had dinner Grandpa said he saw a big bunny in the backyard so we all went out in the back and the Easter Bunny had hopped to Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's house early with Easter baskets for the boys. Corban found lots of eggs that the Easter bunny hid. We had lots of fun playing in the yard since the temputure was about 65!!&lt;br /&gt;We are so "hoppy" we got to spend an "early Easter" with the boys!! I think there is just one more Easter thing left to do and thats color eggs!!! Monday sounds good since this "Ramma" is a little pooped!!! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/3635002309602793688-2216297493485545203?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2216297493485545203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-we-will-be-out-of-town-easter.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2216297493485545203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2216297493485545203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-we-will-be-out-of-town-easter.html' title='Early Easter'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Sdlk8SQ_MpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MW_4VRwwzrM/s72-c/2009-03-242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8037759612899516584</id><published>2009-04-05T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:42:48.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Sam hops by with Easter baskets for the boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlbkO1MUgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Pc6pGDR6Mkc/s1600-h/Easter+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321385112729571842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlbkO1MUgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Pc6pGDR6Mkc/s320/Easter+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban tries his new duck whistle that Aunt Sam gave him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlbDDK61NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZvjpxoYxZh0/s1600-h/Easter+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321384542663791826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlbDDK61NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZvjpxoYxZh0/s320/Easter+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban loves his Aunt Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlaOLsxT7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/5VQku36ylEE/s1600-h/Easter+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321383634420191154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlaOLsxT7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/5VQku36ylEE/s320/Easter+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban and his bunny teeth that Aunt Sam gave him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlZj9i-WFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MEMw040XsDs/s1600-h/Easter+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321382909066500178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlZj9i-WFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MEMw040XsDs/s320/Easter+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce loved the Easter crinkle grass! &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/3635002309602793688-8037759612899516584?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8037759612899516584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/aunt-sam-hops-by-with-easter-baskets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8037759612899516584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8037759612899516584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/aunt-sam-hops-by-with-easter-baskets.html' title='Aunt Sam hops by with Easter baskets for the boys!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlbkO1MUgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Pc6pGDR6Mkc/s72-c/Easter+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5827248854001942216</id><published>2009-04-05T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:20:32.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlY4KVEnRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kHrArkFpJ6A/s1600-h/Recently+Updated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlY4KVEnRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kHrArkFpJ6A/s320/Recently+Updated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Easter Bunny came early to Grandma and Grandpa's house.  The boys had lots of fun finding their Easter baskets, eating the candy (Jayce loved the cotton candy!) and playing with the bubbles.  It was such a nice day outside perfect for us to enjoy our early Easter!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-5827248854001942216?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5827248854001942216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-bunny-came-early-to-grandma-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5827248854001942216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5827248854001942216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-bunny-came-early-to-grandma-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlY4KVEnRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kHrArkFpJ6A/s72-c/Recently+Updated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5274515273781638140</id><published>2009-04-05T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:06:29.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlVPS2GvEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EA6weXBG-vY/s1600-h/Easter+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378155960122434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlVPS2GvEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EA6weXBG-vY/s320/Easter+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban catches bubbles from his "bubble gun"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlUkAUo0zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h8RcNFEDsro/s1600-h/Easter+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321377412253537074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlUkAUo0zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/h8RcNFEDsro/s320/Easter+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce finds an egg with a little help from his Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlUDIv7aLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g9unZNZSfEQ/s1600-h/Easter+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321376847579801778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlUDIv7aLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g9unZNZSfEQ/s320/Easter+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crazy bunny left eggs all over the yard for Corban &amp;amp; Jayce to find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlTfrXzDXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tdTSd-q-pmw/s1600-h/Easter+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321376238398541170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlTfrXzDXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tdTSd-q-pmw/s320/Easter+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban looking for Easter eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5274515273781638140?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5274515273781638140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/corban-catches-bubbles-from-his-bubble.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5274515273781638140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5274515273781638140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/corban-catches-bubbles-from-his-bubble.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdlVPS2GvEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EA6weXBG-vY/s72-c/Easter+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2705102841401551713</id><published>2009-04-01T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:44:03.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdN7sIiYsmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ghi6Cupx8ME/s1600-h/DebbieBradley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319731582990856802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdN7sIiYsmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ghi6Cupx8ME/s320/DebbieBradley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist!!!  This is my cousin Debbie (yes I have to admit she is family!) .  She is so funny and cute and well lets just say she is not the brightest crayon in the box!!!  Hey Deb, I think your new "easter bonnet" makes you look so "perky"! I think it was meant for somewhere else though...............try your knees that might help!!  Love ya Deb!! Just one question Deb..........are you trying to cover your left ear??!!&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/3635002309602793688-2705102841401551713?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2705102841401551713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-couldnt-resist-this-is-my-cousin.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2705102841401551713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2705102841401551713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-couldnt-resist-this-is-my-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdN7sIiYsmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ghi6Cupx8ME/s72-c/DebbieBradley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8166568777245612799</id><published>2009-03-31T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:24:34.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Attack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLQLwWVHzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/YoR-pTP7xiQ/s1600-h/Boys+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319543010253676338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLQLwWVHzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/YoR-pTP7xiQ/s320/Boys+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corban wrestles with his bear rug.  I wonder who will survive??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLPSk3MnnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Wzd73FkpuQ/s1600-h/Boys+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542027917762162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLPSk3MnnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Wzd73FkpuQ/s320/Boys+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bear got the best of Corban this time! Poor kid...........he's really dead.........just look at the tongue!!&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/3635002309602793688-8166568777245612799?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8166568777245612799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/bear-attack.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8166568777245612799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8166568777245612799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/bear-attack.html' title='Bear Attack!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLQLwWVHzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/YoR-pTP7xiQ/s72-c/Boys+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4252783996978914227</id><published>2009-03-31T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:41:50.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLGXZBvycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/htRpCLTdmjY/s1600-h/2009-03-241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLGXZBvycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/htRpCLTdmjY/s320/2009-03-241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;On Friday Heather and I took the boys out for a day of play at "The PlayLand Place".  There was so much for the boys to do and stay busy.  We stayed there for hours watching Corban play with all different kinds of toys and doing art projects.  The boys met their little friends Matthew and Heath there.  The place was set up with an art room, a music room, a kitchen area, big building blocks area, a puppet show area, there were little cars to drive and a small tree house to play with, bugs, jump ropes...........there was just so much to do and Corban tried to do it all!  There was a place for Jayce to play as well with little soft toys and soft carpet areas just in case he toppled over.  It was so clean and they had a "icky bucket" for the toys to be cleaned so you don't pass any "ickies" around.  We went to lunch after and then we did a little shopping and both boys fell asleep!!  Too much FUN!!  When I dropped  Heather and the boys off Corban put his arms around my neck and said "Ramma, I am so proud of you!!!  You were such a good girl today and I love you so much!!"  I am so lucky that I live so close to Corban and Jayce and get to have play dates with them!!  Thanks Heather for letting me play with you guys!!  I love my little guys sooooo much!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-4252783996978914227?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4252783996978914227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4252783996978914227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4252783996978914227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-day.html' title='Fun Day!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLGXZBvycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/htRpCLTdmjY/s72-c/2009-03-241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5570914315205242173</id><published>2009-03-31T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:14:59.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Having FUN with Corban!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLN3Dud3vI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Semdh5cf6x0/s1600-h/Boys+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319540455654678258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLN3Dud3vI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Semdh5cf6x0/s320/Boys+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban's Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdK413XainI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XX0dh9TW0Rg/s1600-h/Boys+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319517345412713074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdK413XainI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XX0dh9TW0Rg/s320/Boys+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban is very proud of his art project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdK4H0Zcw1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/BXHkiJBzgzs/s1600-h/Boys+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319516554341958482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdK4H0Zcw1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/BXHkiJBzgzs/s320/Boys+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban's fruit loop rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, Heather and Garrett went to get their taxes done and Corban got to spend the evening with me! We had so much fun, we made a Fruitloop rainbow with lots of animal stickers. He writes his name very well, especially since he is only 3 years old!! He was so proud of his art project and he is looking forward our next one! I love spending time with him we have so much fun and the best part is I get lots of hugs and kisses!!! While making the project we talked about all the different animals that Noah had on the "boat" we even sang the "Unicorn" song and Corban was sad that the Unicorn missed the boat. He said he will find a Unicorn the next time me and him go to the magic forest and he will keep him in his room so the Unicorn won't be sad! He is such a loving little guy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3635002309602793688-5570914315205242173?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5570914315205242173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/corban-is-very-proud-of-his-art-project.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5570914315205242173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5570914315205242173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/corban-is-very-proud-of-his-art-project.html' title='Having FUN with Corban!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SdLN3Dud3vI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Semdh5cf6x0/s72-c/Boys+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1428508691142421392</id><published>2009-03-25T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:13:57.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Scq6tF6_jGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xPJyYx2Tg_4/s1600-h/2009-03-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Scq6tF6_jGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xPJyYx2Tg_4/s320/2009-03-24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here are a few pictures of my little guys from 2008.  They are so cute and so fun.  I can't get enough of them!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/3635002309602793688-1428508691142421392?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1428508691142421392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-baby-boys.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1428508691142421392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1428508691142421392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-baby-boys.html' title='My Baby Boys!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/Scq6tF6_jGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xPJyYx2Tg_4/s72-c/2009-03-24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-4274307185766324402</id><published>2009-03-24T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:19:35.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RaNae &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScmCYqP0IEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jPDSGQd723U/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316924195256672322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScmCYqP0IEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jPDSGQd723U/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In February while I was out for Laurie's surprise birthday party I got to go visit with one of my very favorite friends.  We have been friends for about 29 years (oh my gosh has it really been that long?!)  We had so much fun giggling and I finally got to meet two of her little granddaughters (they are so cute and smart).  We've been able to keep in touch all this time and we've even got to see each other at the airport, her leaving and me coming into town.  Its been fun catching up with her on her blog and seeing her family once again.  It's so great to have long time friends!!  Can't wait to see you again!!!  P.S. RaNae is the one who taught me how to make chocolate chip pancakes...........yum!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-4274307185766324402?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4274307185766324402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/ranae-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4274307185766324402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/4274307185766324402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/ranae-me.html' title='RaNae &amp; Me'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScmCYqP0IEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jPDSGQd723U/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5755713632589899711</id><published>2009-03-24T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:29:55.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Friend Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SclZpCEQjgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jiyWuS0ebiE/s1600-h/Robbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316879396551822850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SclZpCEQjgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jiyWuS0ebiE/s320/Robbin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the "bird".............well actually the "bird" found me!! One of my friends from a long, long, long time ago found me through Shani's blog (thanks Shani for giving her my blog address) and today we talked to each other for the first time in about 20 years!! It was like we never skipped a beat!! Robbin and I have been friends since elementry school and lost contact after a few years after graduation but she has not changed a bit!! We talked for about 1 1/2 hours and the time flew by. It was so fun to laugh at memories and the stupid things we used to do. She is the mother to 3 beautiful children and 1 "little nugget" grandaughter. I used to stay at her house and her parents were always so wonderful to me. I remember riding the bus home with her and I thought that was so neat because I never got to ride a bus home from school (until I moved to Wellington my Sr. year then it wasn't as fun)! Anyway, it was fun remembering and so great to talk to her and maybe we can get together if we are ever in Price at the same time. Don't be mad Robbin at me because of the pictures I posted but I thought that you would get a kick out of them!! Thanks for the phone call and I promise we will keep in touch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5755713632589899711?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5755713632589899711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-found-bird.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5755713632589899711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5755713632589899711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-found-bird.html' title='Lost Friend Found'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SclZpCEQjgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jiyWuS0ebiE/s72-c/Robbin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-713578027067549795</id><published>2009-03-18T14:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:43:56.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE4SSfBN2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/POVNRIR5McE/s1600-h/Matt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314590922124638050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE4SSfBN2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/POVNRIR5McE/s320/Matt6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been an awesome week for Matt and one that he will never forget!! Last night Bart and I got a call from him and he told us that he received the RMCMI Scholarship!!! This scholarship is given to only one engineering student from each state and is very hard to get. We are so proud of Matt and all of his accomplishments and hard work!! He makes being a parent very easy!! Congratulations Matt!! We love you lots!! Now, quite goofing off and get back to studying!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-713578027067549795?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/713578027067549795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/congratulations-matt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/713578027067549795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/713578027067549795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/congratulations-matt.html' title='Congratulations Matt'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE4SSfBN2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/POVNRIR5McE/s72-c/Matt6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5782432177647410842</id><published>2009-03-18T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:03:41.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt &amp; Sam tour Utah</title><content type='html'>Since our new daughter-in-law to be hasn't been to Utah before Matt has been taking her every where to see the sights!! They just got back from Price and while there they went to Moab.  She says she loved it that it was so pretty.  They went to Helper and saw "Big John", crossed the swinging bridge (well Sam didn't make it across she was a little scared) and then went to the Helper Museum and saw the mining exhibit.  Last night they went to the Salt Lake Temple and today they are going to Antelope Island and the Gravity Hill.  Poor girl is going to be pooped out by the time she comes home!! &lt;br /&gt;She was so excited to see a "tumble weed", she made Matt pull over so she could get a better look!  She is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should tell you a little about her.  She lives here in Pennsylvania and is going to school at West Virginia University.  Her and Matt met while they were both interning for Consol over the summer.  They are both Engineering students and plan on getting married when they graduate from school (which will be next summer)!&lt;br /&gt;Corban is upset because Sam is really his girlfrind and now that Matt has asked her to marry him that kind of put a wrench into his relationship with her.  He cried and told Heather he wishes he was big so he could marry Sam!!  He is so funny!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5782432177647410842?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5782432177647410842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/matt-sam-tour-utah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5782432177647410842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5782432177647410842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/matt-sam-tour-utah.html' title='Matt &amp; Sam tour Utah'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-1958463833937625014</id><published>2009-03-18T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:51:11.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE0awg7gmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ic0t3371N9E/s1600-h/Matt%26Sam5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314586669578158690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE0awg7gmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ic0t3371N9E/s320/Matt%26Sam5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam &amp;amp; Matt at the Arches in Moab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE0FUjVPDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GCEpely_mCk/s1600-h/Matt%26Sam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314586301294787634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE0FUjVPDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GCEpely_mCk/s320/Matt%26Sam3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt &amp;amp; Sam in Moab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEzz2aAI-I/AAAAAAAAADs/j8-Wl2pNr8s/s1600-h/Matt%26Sam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314586001144816610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEzz2aAI-I/AAAAAAAAADs/j8-Wl2pNr8s/s320/Matt%26Sam4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carved in stone! Sam &amp;amp; Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-1958463833937625014?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1958463833937625014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/sam-matt-at-arches-in-moab-matt-sam-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1958463833937625014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1958463833937625014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/sam-matt-at-arches-in-moab-matt-sam-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScE0awg7gmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ic0t3371N9E/s72-c/Matt%26Sam5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5749122022630017819</id><published>2009-03-18T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:43:14.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's engaged!!</title><content type='html'>Matt's engaged!!!! We are so excited to have a new addition to our family!!! Matt asked Sam to marry him on Sunday (on his birthday!!) and she said yes!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Matt being such the romantic, he hiked up a trail in Big Cottonwood Canyon and found the perfect spot at Moss Ledge and carved into a tree the big question. He had picked out her ring a while ago and then when I was in Utah he got my stamp of approval (it is so pretty). Sam flew into Salt Lake on Saturday and Sunday morning they went for a ride up the canyon. Matt made her hike for a long ways and just when she thought she was going to pass out from the elevation Matt had her sit on a rock (the tree was right behind her). Matt told her to look at the scenery behind her and when she turned around he got down on one knee and when she read the carving and looked back at Matt..........he proposed!!! How romatic is that!! She is not sure she ever said yes or if when she passed out that Matt put the ring on her finger and then when she came to he told her she said yes! Either way they are engaged and we are all so excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-5749122022630017819?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5749122022630017819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/matts-engaged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5749122022630017819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5749122022630017819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/matts-engaged.html' title='Matt&apos;s engaged!!'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-7728827170381806288</id><published>2009-03-18T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:30:33.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEvWPI-0QI/AAAAAAAAADc/pVt95QkAIdw/s1600-h/Matt%26Sam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314581094341726466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEvWPI-0QI/AAAAAAAAADc/pVt95QkAIdw/s320/Matt%26Sam2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt &amp;amp; Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEu9h_qwRI/AAAAAAAAADU/5TlIOYlXeAE/s1600-h/Matt%26Sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314580669906206994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEu9h_qwRI/AAAAAAAAADU/5TlIOYlXeAE/s320/Matt%26Sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt asked Sam or should I say "carved" Sam the big question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-7728827170381806288?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/7728827170381806288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/matt-samantha-matt-asked-sam-or-should.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7728827170381806288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/7728827170381806288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/matt-samantha-matt-asked-sam-or-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEvWPI-0QI/AAAAAAAAADc/pVt95QkAIdw/s72-c/Matt%26Sam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8922211289538753055</id><published>2009-03-18T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:53:11.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>News &amp; Pictures</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I have been able to post anything on my blog and so much has happened. Me, Heather and the boys flew to Utah for a family visit and to give my sister Laurie a Surprise 5oth birthday party! We had so much fun and Laurie was really surprised!!!&lt;br /&gt;It all started with me, Heather, my sisters Sue &amp;amp; Val and my Mom trying to get things ready for the surprise party. Laurie got her feelings hurt a few time because she thought we were doing something fun without her...........little did she know we were having fun making a scrapbook and planning, shopping and cooking for her! The day of her party I was supposed to pick her up at 1:00 for lunch and I was a litte late (because we were making sure everyone was there before I went to get her) anyway, when I went to pick her up she was standing by her front door with her purse in hand. She reminded me of my Grandma!! Then it was up to Delaney and I to get her to the church for the party. Delaney and I had practiced on how we were going to do this and the minute Laurie got in the car Delaney went into her acting mode! Although it sounded rehearsed (which it was) Laney told Laurie she left her sweater at the church and her mom would be mad if she didn't get it so if Laurie could let us in we could get her sweater. When we got to the church Laurie asked Delaney where the party was...........Laney couldn't remember (we didn't practice that part) so she said "UM..........I don't know" Laurie couldn't believe that Delaney could forget where the party was in the church since she had just came from there so I said lets go look in here. Well when we rounded the corner everyone started singing "Happy Birthday"! She was so surprised and then she started crying!!! It was so much fun and there were so many family and friends there to wish her happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Laurie is so wonderful to so many people and especially to her family!! We were glad we got to surprise her and let her know just how much we love and appreciate her!!!&lt;br /&gt;During the two weeks we were there I also got the chance to see Delaney and Dakota cheer and play basketball! Dakota is such an awesome basketball player!! His team won their region game and of coarse Dakota was the star player!!! When he finally grows into his size 10 shoes he will be even taller and will be making baskets without even jumping!!&lt;br /&gt;Then there is my little Laney Bird. She spent the night with me a couple of times and I swear that Hurricane Katrina was not as bad as what it was sleeping with her!! I got kicked in the face, I got toes in my nose, her little bum was on me all night long and if I did try to move her she weighed as much as a refrigerator!!! Impossible???..........No just trying moving her yourself!!! It was fun and it was fun seeing the two little love birds (Corban and Delaney) in the mornings. Corban couldn't keep his lips off her! Anyway, I got to see Delaney perform during halftime and oh my gosh is she so good!! She is quite the little dancer and has moves that some professional dancers don't have!! All the other girls watch her and I can see why.......she is on beat, never misses a step and is so pretty to watch. Her stunts are awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun and I hate leaving but I was glad to get home.&lt;br /&gt;I will post some more pictures later of my two little guys but Ihave misplaced my camera. I know I'm getting old and I can't remember but at least I'm not 50 like my sister Laurie!!!&lt;br /&gt;Keep looking because there are more pictures of our trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-8922211289538753055?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8922211289538753055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-awhile-since-i-have-been-able.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8922211289538753055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8922211289538753055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-awhile-since-i-have-been-able.html' title='News &amp; Pictures'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-2884493291301105551</id><published>2009-03-18T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:52:36.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEmslB-2-I/AAAAAAAAADM/3l46JtA1M0Q/s1600-h/Laurie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314571582570421218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEmslB-2-I/AAAAAAAAADM/3l46JtA1M0Q/s320/Laurie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laurie turns 50!!!&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/3635002309602793688-2884493291301105551?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2884493291301105551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/laurie-turns-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2884493291301105551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2884493291301105551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/laurie-turns-50.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEmslB-2-I/AAAAAAAAADM/3l46JtA1M0Q/s72-c/Laurie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-5663985297089733498</id><published>2009-03-18T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:46:20.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEzPOLcjZI/AAAAAAAAADk/Qwj7YwthVw4/s1600-h/Delaney17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314585371871055250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEzPOLcjZI/AAAAAAAAADk/Qwj7YwthVw4/s320/Delaney17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two are so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScElffUMfxI/AAAAAAAAADE/lC4xNBSW0fQ/s1600-h/Dakota7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314570258186272530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScElffUMfxI/AAAAAAAAADE/lC4xNBSW0fQ/s320/Dakota7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban loves being with his favorite basketball player!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScElUgIrteI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qhxyAPK1Bnw/s1600-h/Corban2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314570069427860962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScElUgIrteI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qhxyAPK1Bnw/s320/Corban2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corban loves getting kisses from his Laney!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScElGYuHwII/AAAAAAAAAC0/3FUZeX9ZIu8/s1600-h/Delaney1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314569826919235714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScElGYuHwII/AAAAAAAAAC0/3FUZeX9ZIu8/s320/Delaney1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delaney getting ready to cheer!! She is an awesome cheerleader!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEkyhHgX1I/AAAAAAAAACs/kZX_DcXQhy8/s1600-h/Dakota3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314569485575806802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEkyhHgX1I/AAAAAAAAACs/kZX_DcXQhy8/s320/Dakota3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dakota shoots a three!! Swoosh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He shoots He scores!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3635002309602793688-5663985297089733498?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5663985297089733498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5663985297089733498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5663985297089733498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/ScEzPOLcjZI/AAAAAAAAADk/Qwj7YwthVw4/s72-c/Delaney17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-2428314062275033513</id><published>2009-02-07T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:01:15.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so Candee "tagged" me so I hate being "it" so I now tag Heather and RaNae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Tag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DID YOU DATE SOMEONE FROM YOUR SCHOOL? Lots of guys! I dated a couple of Sue's old boyfriends as well! :)&lt;br /&gt;2.WHAT KIND OF CAR DID YOU DRIVE? Well, I actually didn't drive it.......I had a driver! It was big and yellow, about 40 feet long, had lots of seats in it. There was one side door that opened from the inside only....but there was an escape door in the back. It even had a number on the side just in case I couldn't find it in the parking lot!! When my driver wasn't driving me though, I sometimes got to drive my parents car and all I remember was that it was blue and I think it was a Pontiac.&lt;br /&gt;3. DID YOU PASS YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE TEST YOUR FIRST TRY? Yes I did. Sue told me some of the answers before I went to take it!&lt;br /&gt;4. WERE YOU A PARTY ANIMAL? My Dad won't be reading this so..........only when Sue broke up with her boyfriend and then I would "console" her ex boyfriends and well.............I will blame this on Sue!!&lt;br /&gt;5. WERE YOU CONSIDERED A FLIRT? Heck Yeah!! A Flirt, A Tease...........&lt;br /&gt;6. WERE YOU IN BAND, ORCHESTRA, OR CHOIR? Like I have said before, I am my own little drummer in my own little band and have you heard me sing? Better question would you really want me to sing?!.&lt;br /&gt;8. WERE YOU ON ANY VARSITY TEAMS? Does Dino Dynamics count?&lt;br /&gt;9. DID YOU EVER GET SUSPENDED/EXPELLED? Got caught sluffing (with Sue) good ole' Uncle Rodger (Snoop Dog) told our Mom but she already knew! Poor Uncle Rodger!&lt;br /&gt;10. CAN YOU STILL SING THE FIGHT SONG? "Cheer for old Carbon, Carbon will loose down in the celler drinking the booze! You drink your best boys we'll drink the rest boys......."! That one?&lt;br /&gt;11. WHO WERE YOUR FAVORITE TEACHERS? I hope Uncle Rodger isn't reading this.......but it was him and then I would have to say Mrs. Dupin (she was never in class!)&lt;br /&gt;12. WHERE DID YOU SIT FOR LUNCH? Sue's back seat or Pauli Olsens car. Sometimes the Milky Way but mostly with Sue!! (Poor Sue)&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR SCHOOL'S FULL NAME? "The School For The Gifted and Challenged"--good old CARBON HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS YOUR SCHOOL'S MASCOT AND COLORS? A blue Dinosaur (blue, not purple-sorry Barney) and our colors were "blue, blue, white, white, blue and white!!!".&lt;br /&gt;15. WHO WAS HOMECOMING ROYALTY? I think it was Tyrannosaurs "Rex" and Tri"Sara" "Tops"! ;)&lt;br /&gt;16. IF YOU COULD GO BACK AND DO IT AGAIN WOULD YOU? Are you freakin kidding me? I would love to be back in school with no worries about kids or a mortgage, health insurance..........Oh to be young and carefree with Mom &amp;amp; Dad taking care of me!! I would miss being a Grandma though!!&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER MOST ABOUT GRADUATION? That I still had braces!! I had to walk with "Mr. Potato Face" (not nice, not nice at all. I still feel bad about calling him that!) and that we "partied" ( a mormon party) at a cabin in Scofield&lt;br /&gt;18. WHERE DID YOU GO SENIOR SKIP DAY? I can't remember because I skipped that day. I think it probably was Lagoon (Wa Hooo)!&lt;br /&gt;19. WERE YOU IN ANY CLUBS? I was the president of "Sue's Fan Club" when I was a Junior but otherwise then that...........Nope!&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU GAINED SOME WEIGHT SINCE THEN? Have you seen me?! If you haven't then the answer is NO, not even one pound! I'm still a 36-22-36!! :) ;)&lt;br /&gt;21. WHO WAS YOUR PROM DATE? Didn't go to my Junior prom but when I was a senior I went with Troy Miller..........which after he dropped me off he went to my best friends house and made out with her!! It was ok though because we were just friends and I encourged him to!!&lt;br /&gt;22. ARE YOU PLANNING ON GOING TO YOUR HIGH SCHOOL REUNION? Haven't made it to one..............they all think I am still skinny!!&lt;br /&gt;23. DID YOU HAVE A JOB IN HIGH SCHOOL? I worked at the good old Milky Way! It was fun, especially when Sue and I worked together!! By the way, we made all the popsicles!!! Now don't you wish the icecream truck was still around?&lt;br /&gt;24. WERE YOU AN HONOR STUDENT? This answer I am pretty proud about... "Eye grad-you-ate-ed with a 3.87!! Eye had hard klasses two! Lik typ, shorthand, drill teem, sem a nary, english, his-stor-ee and efven math (basik). Cee, Eye am smart!!&lt;br /&gt;25. DID YOU TAKE SEMINARY? Yes, Uncle Rodger made me!!! Just kidding, seminary was my favorite class!&lt;br /&gt;26. WHAT WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOUR MOST FUN TIME? Being with my friends, drill team, Friday nights, dances...........etc. etc It was all great fun!&lt;br /&gt;28. ANY LAST MEMORIES YOU WOULD LIKE TO SHARE? My favorite high school memories were in my Junior year just being with my sister Sue, Tracey Donaldson and with Pauli Olsen, Melody Cox and Ruth Ann Atwood. Senior year I would have to say "skinny dipping (yes I can say skinny because I was back then) pool hopping, dragging main, dances and parties and being with my friends.............I really did miss my sister Sue though!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-2428314062275033513?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2428314062275033513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-so-candee-tagged-me-so-i-hate-being.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2428314062275033513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/2428314062275033513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-so-candee-tagged-me-so-i-hate-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1268621606815948542</id><published>2009-01-25T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:05:30.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXzzsqbqcdI/AAAAAAAAACM/XjzI0TJX1bE/s1600-h/Sweet+Corban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295375210510971346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXzzsqbqcdI/AAAAAAAAACM/XjzI0TJX1bE/s320/Sweet+Corban.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Corban said the prayer in Primary! This was his first church prayer and he did so good. He was excited that he got to talk in the microphone. When he got up to say the prayer he stood there, folded his arms and closed his eyes and then said (really close to the microphone) "Ha, Ha, Ha" (at which time Heather helped him say) "Heavenly Father" and then he pretty much said the rest on his own. He blessed that "we have a good day", "bless the teachers" and "bless the missionaries.....AMEN" His amen was the loudest amen ever! One little boy in the back started clapping for Corban and me of course had tears in my eyes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church the kids came to our house for dinner and yes Corban volunteered to bless the food. He says the cutest prayers and they are really heart felt. We love having them come over every Sunday, not only for visits and dinner but because Corban always wants to say the dinner prayer and that lets the rest of us off the hook!! Sometimes Jonas will pretend he wants to say the blessing and its a five minute arguement but in the end Corban always wins!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so proud of him and we are so blessed to have him &amp;amp; Jayce in our lives!!! We love them sooooo much!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-1268621606815948542?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1268621606815948542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/primary-prayer.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1268621606815948542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1268621606815948542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/primary-prayer.html' title='Primary Prayer'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXzzsqbqcdI/AAAAAAAAACM/XjzI0TJX1bE/s72-c/Sweet+Corban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-3183561067528152513</id><published>2009-01-21T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:16:12.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Game-- Whos Next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="24105718350115374"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG! I saw this on Candee's blog so I thought it might be a little fun to do.  Here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Started your own blog - Yes, just this year!&lt;br /&gt;2. Slept under the stars- Many times. I miss seeing them now&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band- I am my own little drummer in my own little band!&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii- Twice&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower- Yes, the meteor was a little embarrASSED&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity- No, but I should&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland- Yes, twice unless you count everyday because I live in Dizzy Land&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain- Yes, lots of times when I was in better shape!&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a praying mantis- Yes&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo- Have you heard me sing? You wouldn't want me to!!&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped- Does holding onto a thread count?&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris- The Paris in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea- No&lt;br /&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch- No, I have no artistic ability what so ever&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child- Only if you count Jonas' friend Chris&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning- The first time I got food poisoning was the first dinner Bart cooked for me&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty- No but I have seen the statue and have a picture of our family with the "Lady" in the back ground&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables- Tried some tomatoes, didn't work so well&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France- No&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train- No but I might be traveling on the Amtrack in February from SLC to Helper (under $20 one way)&lt;br /&gt;21. Had a pillow fight- Yes, every night Bart and I go to bed he tries to take my pillows and I have to fight for them all night&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked- No&lt;br /&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill- Of course!&lt;br /&gt;24. Built a snow fort- Yes&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb- Yes, thanks to my Uncle Denny&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping- When I was younger I skinny dipped, now I just chunk dunk!&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon- Some days I feel like I have run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice- No&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse- Yes in grade school&lt;br /&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset-  Yes, from the mountains, the ocean, Niagara Falls everywhere we have lived&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run- No but I have come close (third base)&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise- No I would love to go someday&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person- Yes and it is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors- If you can count Price and Wellington&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an Amish community- Yes, of course I live in Pegsylvania (thats what Delaney calls Pennsylvania)&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language- My kids say I have my own language&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied- I have been very blessed (Thanks Bart)&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person-  No&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing- If you count Goblin Valley&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo's David- No&lt;br /&gt;41. Sung karaoke- Yes but not to anyones delight!&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt-  Yes, this too is awesome&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant-  Bart has, he is such a good guy!&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa-No&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight-  Yes and it was so romantic&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance-  No, but Sue put me on the back of her bike to get me home after I flew over the handle bars on mine!&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted- No&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing- Yes, got sea sick&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person- No&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris- No&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling- Yes, in Hawaii, The Bahamas and Mexico&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed in the rain- Yes&lt;br /&gt;53. Played in the mud- Yes, like a little "piggy"&lt;br /&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater- Yes, lots of time! In the back of a car trunk. We go during the summer here too, there are lots of drive-ins here&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie- Yes, lots of home movies&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China- No&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business- No&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class- No&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia- No&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen- If you count my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies- No, but I have eaten LOTS&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching- Yes, we were supposed to go whale watching in Washington, but ended up deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason- Yes, again thanks Bart&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma- Yes and my kids have also sucked the blood from me!&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving-No&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp- No&lt;br /&gt;67. Bounced a check- Shhh don't tell Bart but yes when when we first got married&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter-No&lt;br /&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy- Yes, my sisters!!&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial- Yes, again awesome&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar- Nope, just chicken eggs&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt- Yes, with my Grandma Belich and Grandma Ruth&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square- Yes, Matt nearly got run over there&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades- No&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job- No, I am waiting for Bart to fire me any time!&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London- No&lt;br /&gt;77. Broken a bone - Broken some hearts but no bones&lt;br /&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle- Yes, I didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person- From an airplane&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book- No&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican- No&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car- Yes, again thanks Bart&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem-  No&lt;br /&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper-  Yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible- No, I'm waiting for the movie to come out ;)&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House- saw it but never went inside&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating-  Cut up an elk a few times with help from family&lt;br /&gt;88. Had chickenpox- Yes and it wasn't fun&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone's life- My kids, cause sometimes I wanted to kill them but I spared their lives!&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury- My butt is big but not that big!&lt;br /&gt;91. Met someone famous- Yes&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club- No&lt;br /&gt;93. Lost a loved one- Yes&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby- 3 to be exact&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person- No but I think my Dad did!  hee hee ;)&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake- When I was younger&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit- No&lt;br /&gt;98. Owned a cell phone- Several&lt;br /&gt;99. Been stung by a bee-Yes, not so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it.  Maybe you got to know me a little better. Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-3183561067528152513?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3183561067528152513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-game-whos-next.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3183561067528152513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/3183561067528152513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-game-whos-next.html' title='Tag Game-- Whos Next?'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3635002309602793688.post-5741447944606056822</id><published>2009-01-16T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:16:06.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meagan and Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXC8oAOqL1I/AAAAAAAAACE/sN_ungoBj94/s1600-h/Meagan%27s+Family+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291936957602606930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXC8oAOqL1I/AAAAAAAAACE/sN_ungoBj94/s320/Meagan%27s+Family+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our niece Meagan and her husband Dave with kiddies Kaelah, Morgan and Miles (or as Corban says "Baby Smiles"). We got to see Baby Smiles for the first time on Halloween 2008. He is such a happy baby and big sisters Kaelah and Morgan are sooooo beautiful!! Hopefully we will get to see and spend some time with them in 2009. The girls are so smart and talented (like I said earlier, I have the most beautiful, smart and talented nieces and nephews!) They are so smart in school and they stay busy after school keeping their Mom running them everywhere. Miles "smiles :) " has learned to crawl and pull himself up so he really keeps his Mom on her toes!! Thanks for letting me share some of my nieces and nephews with you!&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/3635002309602793688-5741447944606056822?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/5741447944606056822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5741447944606056822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/5741447944606056822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Meagan and Family'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXC8oAOqL1I/AAAAAAAAACE/sN_ungoBj94/s72-c/Meagan%27s+Family+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-8491743197348484575</id><published>2009-01-16T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:15:25.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dakota &amp; Delaney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXC5QlEKCGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2gR1OLzg-Gg/s1600-h/Val%27s+Family+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291933256638924898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXC5QlEKCGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2gR1OLzg-Gg/s320/Val%27s+Family+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am taking down the Photo Christmas Cards and thought I would share with everyone. This is my niece and nephew Delaney and Dakota. I am so proud of them they are both very beautiful and smart. Dakota (8th grade) played basketball on Wednesday and was starting on the Varsity team, he scored 3 3-point shots as well as several 2 pointers for a total of 12 points, then he played starter J.V. where he scored 2o points!! He is so good at any sports he plays!! He also made high-honors with a g.p.a. of 3.87!! Delaney (3rd grade) passed her principal division test with a 100%, she is 1 of 3 kids in her class that have been accepted to the Peak Program (for smart kids only!). She is also doing competive cheerleading and will be attending a USA competition in February. I will keep you posted on how she does. They are such fun! I love them so very much!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-8491743197348484575?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8491743197348484575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-am-taking-down-photo-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8491743197348484575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/8491743197348484575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-am-taking-down-photo-christmas.html' title='Dakota &amp; Delaney'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WTAEkqsUbW8/SXC5QlEKCGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2gR1OLzg-Gg/s72-c/Val%27s+Family+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3635002309602793688.post-1215947749406532536</id><published>2009-01-12T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:58:05.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Finally A Blogger</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally did it............with a lot of Heather's help :) Thanks Sis!!! I have looked at all of Heathers family and friends blogs and you are all so creative and your kids are all adorable!! There is not much to say when your kids are grown but there are so many things to "brag" about when you are a Grandma (the best job in the universe!), so I thought I would blog about mostly being a Grandma so that some of you will some day look forward to it, or if you are already a Grandma you will know what I am talking about. I also have some very beautiful, talented nieces and nephews so I am sure I will be bragging about them as well.........you can't stop me now!!!! I'm sure I could talk about my children and husband as well.&lt;br /&gt;First....-funny thing Corban said- :) Yesterday Heather and family came over for dinner after church and Corban was running around playing and then he said "I need to poop" he goes into the bathroom and is doing his business and yells for me to come see him. I grabbed a little sucker for him to keep him occupied while sitting there and when I open the door he "shoots" me with his pistol finger, so I say "Oh, you shot me...............(he shoots me again as I am falling to the floor) "You shot me again........."still falling to the floor (shoots me again) so now I am "almost dead" laying on the bathroom floor as he is sitting on the potty and I say "I..........had.........a.......surprise........for........you.........(now I am dead!) He sits there for a little while and then he leans over and whispers what I think will be "Sorry Ramma" but instead he whispers....."Ramma, wipe my bum!!! and give me my surprise!!!" Needless to say I wiped his bum and gave him a sucker...........all was well!!&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have such two cute, funny little grandsons!! They are a blessng and a joy to my life!!! I love that Heather and I live so close to each other and I get to see or talk to my "babies" several times a day. There is nothing like getting hugs and kisses from them!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all life is great when you are a "Ramma"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3635002309602793688-1215947749406532536?l=grandmapegspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1215947749406532536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-finally-blogger.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1215947749406532536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3635002309602793688/posts/default/1215947749406532536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmapegspage.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-finally-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m Finally A Blogger'/><author><name>Grandma Peg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221742453358026477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
