<?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-7897822844732757041</id><updated>2011-11-02T12:22:15.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Atkin Gang</title><subtitle type='html'>jeremy .  cindy  .  cassidy  .  taylor .  emma  .  ryann</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-593575032925730110</id><published>2009-05-23T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:22:34.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, DUSTY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Shhfg1uBlGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/jKr-EjErHqA/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339122376028296290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Shhfg1uBlGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/jKr-EjErHqA/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today is my brother's birthday, he would have been 48 years old this year. Unfortunately we just don't get to celebrate it with him this year, he passed away about 3 1/2 years ago from colon cancer. Ya know, I have really become to absolutely HATE the word "cancer". I think I could go a billion years with out ever hearing that again. (I just don't think I'll have much luck with that though)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dusty is a giant of a man if I ever knew one. Not to say that he was perfect or anything, as we are all human, but I have never seen anyone (personally) become closer to that as he did in his final months. He became so close to our Lord and Savior. I admire him so much for that and for so much more. Dusty absolutely loved life. He did more is his short 44 years than I think I would ever do in a lifetime. I sure love and miss this guy so much. What a reunion I have been planning when I get my turn to go home. Oh how I look forward to embracing both him and my sister Tina, who left us about 19 years ago. Wow, how time has gone by. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday, Dusty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We all Love you SO much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-593575032925730110?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/593575032925730110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=593575032925730110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/593575032925730110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/593575032925730110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-dusty.html' title='Happy Birthday, DUSTY!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/Shhfg1uBlGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/jKr-EjErHqA/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-2699558785693130808</id><published>2009-05-01T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:03:23.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greene Family Photo Shoot 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that not a good look'in family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331003100380375314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHEy6tqRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/bxzau0ZywOc/s400/IMG_6800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...who aslo knows how to have some fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330998417678970386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuC0OfsrhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5ymg2c38qHE/s400/IMG_6803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryana, Matt, Peyton, Tatum, and baby Kade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLGVh6CoI/AAAAAAAAAlY/L-u8ZvKNXOM/s1600-h/IMG_6729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331007524897950338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLGVh6CoI/AAAAAAAAAlY/L-u8ZvKNXOM/s400/IMG_6729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us... Cindy, Jeremy, Cassidy, Taylor, Emma, and baby Ryann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLGDn6qSI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dw9s8AKOCPI/s1600-h/IMG_6744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331007520091318562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLGDn6qSI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dw9s8AKOCPI/s400/IMG_6744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy, Tucker, Madison, Sadie, Noah, Drew, and Aly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLF3vsCII/AAAAAAAAAlI/lj1aj8b37C8/s1600-h/IMG_6758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331007516902688898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLF3vsCII/AAAAAAAAAlI/lj1aj8b37C8/s400/IMG_6758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Dad, Suzy, Brandon, and Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLFvaxt-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/flwFfy3eEJE/s1600-h/IMG_6761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331007514667497442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLFvaxt-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/flwFfy3eEJE/s400/IMG_6761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzy, Brandon and Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLFX_FGdI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CyWfTf9kXjI/s1600-h/IMG_6771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331007508377311698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuLFX_FGdI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CyWfTf9kXjI/s400/IMG_6771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derick, Tristyn, Ashtyn, Kaidyn, Jackson, Dustin and baby McKenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHGZ4Us6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/qJ-tSp9EXjc/s1600-h/IMG_6775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331003128019202978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHGZ4Us6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/qJ-tSp9EXjc/s400/IMG_6775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay, Brooke and Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHF8fRDQI/AAAAAAAAAko/MWWiETGM4kg/s1600-h/IMG_6783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331003120129477890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHF8fRDQI/AAAAAAAAAko/MWWiETGM4kg/s400/IMG_6783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savannah, Aaron, Niki, Meghan, baby London, and baby Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHFpCD6hI/AAAAAAAAAkg/VJ39tH7VyGE/s1600-h/IMG_6786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331003114906708498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHFpCD6hI/AAAAAAAAAkg/VJ39tH7VyGE/s400/IMG_6786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savannah, baby London, Meghan and baby Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHFYWRBlI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8GWJgCLtoj4/s1600-h/IMG_6791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331003110428051026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHFYWRBlI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8GWJgCLtoj4/s400/IMG_6791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330998402475149442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuCzV20yII/AAAAAAAAAjw/UdkGne-qfI8/s400/IMG_6815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuCzzXDqmI/AAAAAAAAAkA/eKIYy3yExcw/s1600-h/IMG_6809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330998410394970722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuCzzXDqmI/AAAAAAAAAkA/eKIYy3yExcw/s400/IMG_6809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Mom and Sandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuCzI7sJGI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K4i2YZSSjQw/s1600-h/IMG_6819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330998399005893730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuCzI7sJGI/AAAAAAAAAjo/K4i2YZSSjQw/s400/IMG_6819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_Iz1doKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/53XXpjD5Nag/s1600-h/IMG_6823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330994373253243042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_Iz1doKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/53XXpjD5Nag/s400/IMG_6823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Bryana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_IqeyFSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nr8CrM30Ot4/s1600-h/IMG_6826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330994370742195490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_IqeyFSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nr8CrM30Ot4/s400/IMG_6826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_Idmb5tI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/sQOM-ZHjerY/s1600-h/IMG_6831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330994367284635346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_Idmb5tI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/sQOM-ZHjerY/s400/IMG_6831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_IDMmKFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/alkh6u2NP0I/s1600-h/IMG_6835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330994360196933714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_IDMmKFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/alkh6u2NP0I/s400/IMG_6835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niki, Mom, Savannah, baby Ella and Meghan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_H6y9GXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yFcq2HdzBLY/s1600-h/IMG_6840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330994357941901682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft_H6y9GXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yFcq2HdzBLY/s400/IMG_6840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7897822844732757041-2699558785693130808?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/2699558785693130808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=2699558785693130808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2699558785693130808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2699558785693130808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/05/greene-family-photo-shoot-2009.html' title='Greene Family Photo Shoot 2009'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfuHEy6tqRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/bxzau0ZywOc/s72-c/IMG_6800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-9152553327002539341</id><published>2009-05-01T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:47:05.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter was a little different for us this year. It seems that we came to the cliff part of our life's hike about a week before Easter. My sweet mom unfortunately found out she had pancreatic cancer at the same time Jeremy's dad's colon cancer turned very aggressive. Both of us were torn in different directions and it became quite the uphill climb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, it is amazing how you realize how MUCH you love those close ones around you and how you can get a good perspective on life. Somethings that you think are so important just are not that big of a deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has also been a time that our family has become truly indebted to good friends. With both Jeremy's family and my family dealing with major trials, I depended on the strength of some amazing friends for support with my kids and basic life stuff. Thank you SOOOOOO much for your true Christ-like service! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through everything, I was still able to get some sweet Easter smiles. You gotta love the nature of an innocent child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft3uqF_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/0cCGjGtK3D8/s1600-h/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330986227380216978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft3uqF_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/0cCGjGtK3D8/s400/DSC01447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft0nczuyyI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5kn4_XzR3-8/s1600-h/DSC01444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330982805020003106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft0nczuyyI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5kn4_XzR3-8/s400/DSC01444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftv1mjYrII/AAAAAAAAAio/SfD-lLQtHHY/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330977550595828866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftv1mjYrII/AAAAAAAAAio/SfD-lLQtHHY/s400/DSC01448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftv1CzzOvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tIDML54dU5k/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330977541001001714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftv1CzzOvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tIDML54dU5k/s400/DSC01446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the evening with an Easter Dinner at Grandma Greene's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftv05ay_cI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/M8WuExdilg8/s1600-h/DSC01440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330977538480209346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftv05ay_cI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/M8WuExdilg8/s400/DSC01440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls helped Grandma Greene with her famous fruit salad. And yes, that entire bowl got filled up by the time they were done. &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/7897822844732757041-9152553327002539341?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/9152553327002539341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=9152553327002539341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/9152553327002539341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/9152553327002539341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sft3uqF_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/0cCGjGtK3D8/s72-c/DSC01447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-4286002312420368703</id><published>2009-05-01T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:45:17.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftp3ThOW-I/AAAAAAAAAiI/CDtMg8TM2WE/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330970982776462306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftp3ThOW-I/AAAAAAAAAiI/CDtMg8TM2WE/s400/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftp3E6gC1I/AAAAAAAAAiA/pd4mlBnx7hQ/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Grandma Atkin! We love you and are so grateful to all you do for us.&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/7897822844732757041-4286002312420368703?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/4286002312420368703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=4286002312420368703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/4286002312420368703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/4286002312420368703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/05/grandmas-birthday.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sftp3ThOW-I/AAAAAAAAAiI/CDtMg8TM2WE/s72-c/DSC01436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-5706669249554623109</id><published>2009-05-01T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:15:16.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryann's 1st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh sweet baby doll! How time has flown by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryann had her 1st birthday in March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330937575604125682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLewGqf_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/JTRV9lA3dnA/s400/101_0421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These three kiddos were so excited to have little Ryann join us. It was quiet the struggle of who got to hold her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330951016137684658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftXtF_k9rI/AAAAAAAAAh4/VkmMJDPJ-dI/s400/101_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bald and lov'in it! Like father like daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330941206642810418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftOyGxv3jI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kmkrm086Yok/s400/101_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cassidy is so good with Ryann. Half the time Ry prefers Cassidy over mom or dad. Thank goodness for big sisters, for both my sake and hers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330941215506345362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftOyny-rZI/AAAAAAAAAho/bhoa5FrG-YA/s400/101_0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftOy4CxbOI/AAAAAAAAAhw/fWQ684ICLLE/s1600-h/IMG_6421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330941219867552994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftOy4CxbOI/AAAAAAAAAhw/fWQ684ICLLE/s400/IMG_6421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY RYANN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330937561576039554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLd72G5II/AAAAAAAAAgw/cNSHX1VZJMk/s400/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLekdOB0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/V8RLGSu6YqE/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does that smile not just melt you? Gotta love those teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLeFJIMHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ffbAkDa2lkc/s1600-h/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330937564071735410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLeFJIMHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ffbAkDa2lkc/s400/DSC01399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLdfWbAkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/HML5rMtzhcs/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330937553926947394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLdfWbAkI/AAAAAAAAAgo/HML5rMtzhcs/s400/DSC01427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"What is this brown stuff? CHOCOLATE?!?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-5706669249554623109?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5706669249554623109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5706669249554623109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5706669249554623109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5706669249554623109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/05/ryanns-1st-birthday.html' title='Ryann&apos;s 1st Birthday!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftLewGqf_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/JTRV9lA3dnA/s72-c/101_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-7374095639936514097</id><published>2009-04-30T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:05:08.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's 4th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As long as we are playing catch up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Emma had her 4th Birthday in February. I can not believe she is already four, she is stuck at 18 months in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925762476277522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftAvIxgfxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/PPbmGX5nIrY/s400/144_4430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330923452513989602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs-orflM-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/To1gpAq-pGc/s400/145_4508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330923453966668082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs-ow57UTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/coBn1JGpdIM/s400/151_5193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330923459552063602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs-pFtlsHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/6SI3h1AyGAQ/s400/153_5312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Emma was a very even-natured baby and toddler. She was very easy going and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs-pdMNpaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NBmdeVASO-o/s1600-h/159_5919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330923465854526882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs-pdMNpaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NBmdeVASO-o/s400/159_5919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925764943647618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftAvR9xk4I/AAAAAAAAAgY/OnrLrw4pDyk/s400/164_6465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma found her current sassy personality around the age of 2 1/2. But we still love her more than she will ever know, sassy and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330931434103953218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftF5RO610I/AAAAAAAAAgg/l4FwQ0ybbm0/s400/101_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs7yODJdHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/69AB_0F_Y18/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330920317873910898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs7yODJdHI/AAAAAAAAAfY/69AB_0F_Y18/s400/DSC01352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330920323377235842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs7yijPh4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/xXSyCukDPnc/s400/DSC01353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs5dzruUdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/fIxWuNZRpJo/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330917768175702482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/Sfs5dzruUdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/fIxWuNZRpJo/s400/DSC01325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Grandma Tami! We love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfoX9wVbjsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/BFimKAGep2w/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330599458660650690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfoX9wVbjsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/BFimKAGep2w/s400/DSC01334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quinci, Ryann, Taylor, &amp;amp; Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfoX9u9N2dI/AAAAAAAAAdo/i1CvIhptiQ0/s1600-h/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330599458290653650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfoX9u9N2dI/AAAAAAAAAdo/i1CvIhptiQ0/s400/DSC01331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, how we love those dress-ups. The dancing outfits that rarely go a day without being worn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfoX9LcYU4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jBQcshvGAvs/s1600-h/DSC01389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330599448757687170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SfoX9LcYU4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jBQcshvGAvs/s400/DSC01389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Grandma Atkin! We just love the Tinkerbell house SOOOO much.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-7374095639936514097?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/7374095639936514097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=7374095639936514097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7374095639936514097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7374095639936514097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/04/emmas-4th-birthday.html' title='Emma&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SftAvIxgfxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/PPbmGX5nIrY/s72-c/144_4430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-58943268861009115</id><published>2009-04-28T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:56:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, TAYLOR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, this is a really old one, but for journal purposes I am adding this in. Besides Taylor's baby pictures are just too dang cute to not post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My big guy turned 7 yrs. old in November. (it has just taken me forever to post about it). Wow! Does time fly when your having fun, or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266825410340568706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReFzk1ZvoI/AAAAAAAAARw/cTjIklOpVqE/s400/IMG_2304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor is such a good kid. We enjoy having him in the family soooo much!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266825421408354034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReF0OEKvvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BCTn0r2zCMY/s400/100_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReF07cFWdI/AAAAAAAAASI/0L3aukH2Wx8/s1600-h/105_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266825433588259282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReF07cFWdI/AAAAAAAAASI/0L3aukH2Wx8/s400/105_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReF0jNFg2I/AAAAAAAAASA/Ttg3fNNa2nA/s1600-h/105_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266825427082904418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReF0jNFg2I/AAAAAAAAASA/Ttg3fNNa2nA/s400/105_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266825439779197970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReF1SgHlBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jymFG0x6IpI/s400/109_0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6ooqLoCI/AAAAAAAAARo/kS_u-OXsAsc/s1600-h/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266813127760781346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6ooqLoCI/AAAAAAAAARo/kS_u-OXsAsc/s400/DSC01055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 7th Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6oES9WlI/AAAAAAAAARg/4hDsPS8cyrY/s1600-h/IMG_6446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266813117999700562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6oES9WlI/AAAAAAAAARg/4hDsPS8cyrY/s400/IMG_6446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my proudest "mommy" moments this year was while I was cleaning the glass of our back sliding door, when Taylor came up and asked for help with something. The entire time he was asking he watched every stroke of the paper towel and Windex. I explained I would be able to help him as soon as I finished cleaning the glass. He stood there for a moment, then leaned over took the paper towel from my hand and said, " Here mom I'll do it, you missed a spot"&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to seriously hold back my tears. I was so dang proud of him for having those instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6nvWUgSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/L-L9XzQhJM8/s1600-h/DSC01054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266813112376656162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6nvWUgSI/AAAAAAAAARQ/L-L9XzQhJM8/s400/DSC01054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good birthday dinner at Taylor's favorite restaurant... Good 'ole Serrano's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6nM1EYhI/AAAAAAAAARI/Kz_RGcLwbLg/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266813103110382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRd6nM1EYhI/AAAAAAAAARI/Kz_RGcLwbLg/s400/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you Taylor SO much! Our family would not be the same without you. &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/7897822844732757041-58943268861009115?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/58943268861009115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=58943268861009115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/58943268861009115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/58943268861009115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-taylor.html' title='Happy Birthday, TAYLOR!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SReFzk1ZvoI/AAAAAAAAARw/cTjIklOpVqE/s72-c/IMG_2304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-7848961189669731988</id><published>2009-02-03T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:42:05.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To All the Moms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, so this is the funniest thing I've seen in a while. I was trying to figure out how to set it as my blog's background music, no luck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IT IS SO FUNNY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one goes out to all the moms out there that at times feels like they are in the same rut I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(don't forget to scroll all the way down and click pause on the music first)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dadfb5e669d97bf5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddadfb5e669d97bf5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330357150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C592446BB13B5C4D8F604F9CAD9FD9DF523C00B.659892664B38DD5044A84FBFD4762785F2A5A142%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddadfb5e669d97bf5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUD-3wDO3YeAcVVdSsyydh9Q0u_c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddadfb5e669d97bf5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330357150%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C592446BB13B5C4D8F604F9CAD9FD9DF523C00B.659892664B38DD5044A84FBFD4762785F2A5A142%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddadfb5e669d97bf5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUD-3wDO3YeAcVVdSsyydh9Q0u_c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So if you are like me you will push play again and laugh even harder the second time. We have a couple of "Father's DNA" walking around at our house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-7848961189669731988?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dadfb5e669d97bf5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/7848961189669731988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=7848961189669731988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7848961189669731988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7848961189669731988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-all-moms.html' title='To All the Moms!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7897822844732757041.post-5754429523166947353</id><published>2009-01-30T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:21:55.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPswGF-RRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mSQty6Q4-Zw/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297337897731376402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPswGF-RRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mSQty6Q4-Zw/s400/DSC01317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I knew the days of laying a blanket down with a couple of toys were over, but I didn't know we were so close to the ones where I just can not humanly possible keep up with a BUSY toddler.  And she is only 10 months old.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is gets EVERYWHERE!!!! She thinks she is so much bigger than she is.  Okay, maybe that is a little denial setting in, but still.  Oh, Ry what are we going to do with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPsv4oQDwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XDh28Aqt300/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297337894117052162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPsv4oQDwI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XDh28Aqt300/s400/DSC01316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-5754429523166947353?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5754429523166947353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5754429523166947353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5754429523166947353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5754429523166947353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-it-begins.html' title='So it Begins!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPswGF-RRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mSQty6Q4-Zw/s72-c/DSC01317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-2696220047361896386</id><published>2009-01-30T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:43:56.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made BREAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah! I made bread from scratch. I ground the wheat from my food storage and everything. I feel so domestically successful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bless my mom's heart, who by the way I think is the most amazing, generous, genuinely caring person I know, she came over one day last week and sent the whole day teaching me bread making skills and canning chicken skills. We got 5 loaves of bread made and 14 jars of chicken canned. What a productive day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too bad that feeling left as fast as the day did. Hmmm... what do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my wheat bread just rising away! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPpNXK3r5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/9OV_aJfA4sE/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297334002485014418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPpNXK3r5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/9OV_aJfA4sE/s400/DSC01318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love you mom! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297334435182551778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPpmjGAIuI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ppJK4Xpf1WM/s400/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-2696220047361896386?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/2696220047361896386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=2696220047361896386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2696220047361896386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2696220047361896386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-made-bread.html' title='I Made BREAD!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPpNXK3r5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/9OV_aJfA4sE/s72-c/DSC01318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-6784259118630492109</id><published>2009-01-30T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:54:36.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPmXGiCh-I/AAAAAAAAAco/vGu571nW2kk/s1600-h/IMG_6478.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couple of weeks ago we bundled up and headed to the snow. The kids had a blast and will not let me put the snow boots away in hopes that we will be able to go again before is starts getting warm for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPcASYfR7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/XqLs_NeUPCU/s1600-h/IMG_6480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319484210497458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPcASYfR7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/XqLs_NeUPCU/s320/IMG_6480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPcAIJw4ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/b6-FtbGajyY/s1600-h/IMG_6477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319481464381842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPcAIJw4ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/b6-FtbGajyY/s320/IMG_6477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma just ate and ate and ate that snow. She was just shivering inside and out by the time it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319474252379954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPb_tSSdzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9v9z9IpisaU/s320/IMG_6474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryann didn't know what to make of the snow at first but quickly got the hang of it. Until nap time came that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPb_2dIJsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/coBl4LnGGII/s1600-h/IMG_6476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319476713760450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPb_2dIJsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/coBl4LnGGII/s320/IMG_6476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYfqyCodI/AAAAAAAAAb4/TZ_3YPFKEZc/s1600-h/IMG_6473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297315625289556434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYfqyCodI/AAAAAAAAAb4/TZ_3YPFKEZc/s320/IMG_6473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYfYAOsdI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6DvrWkVpBdA/s1600-h/IMG_6471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297315620248793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYfYAOsdI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6DvrWkVpBdA/s320/IMG_6471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashtyn and Cassidy had a ball going down the hills as well as everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297315611234056882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYe2a8urI/AAAAAAAAAbg/lMxWGBbEOdY/s320/IMG_6466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYfGIuDPI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4EOus7Pqhak/s1600-h/IMG_6468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297315615452564722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYfGIuDPI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4EOus7Pqhak/s320/IMG_6468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cassidy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYeUGsXTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/akD4KhA8oZ4/s1600-h/IMG_6464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297315602022292786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPYeUGsXTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/akD4KhA8oZ4/s320/IMG_6464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Emma is still eating the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297319489330207666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPcAldH27I/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZojuunsLA_Y/s320/IMG_6482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason it was a struggle actually getting away(which may be a slight understatement), but once we got there we all had a GR&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AT&lt;/span&gt; time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-6784259118630492109?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/6784259118630492109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=6784259118630492109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6784259118630492109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6784259118630492109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the Snow!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SYPcASYfR7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/XqLs_NeUPCU/s72-c/IMG_6480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-3762531294955074974</id><published>2009-01-20T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:21:06.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Punkie Bruster" Quinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was just the cutest moment... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kids were outside playing and out comes our neighbor, Quinci. She was just skipping as hard as she could with lopsided ponytails just flopping as she skipped. I could tell that she had just gotten up from a nap and the outfit was to satisfy her mother's request of long sleeves and something warm on her legs. I love the color combination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I wasn't outside I would have been rolling on the floor. You are too dang cute Quinc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXZJrci4dAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-5ibeFb3oxk/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293499422766298114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXZJrci4dAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-5ibeFb3oxk/s400/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I just love this child's spirit. Thanks for sharing it with us Quinci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXZJrPz18yI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0eu5-Zim6oE/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293499419347776290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXZJrPz18yI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0eu5-Zim6oE/s400/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/7897822844732757041-3762531294955074974?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/3762531294955074974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=3762531294955074974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/3762531294955074974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/3762531294955074974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/01/punkie-burster-quinci.html' title='&quot;Punkie Bruster&quot; Quinci'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXZJrci4dAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-5ibeFb3oxk/s72-c/DSC01184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-1209593296018916329</id><published>2009-01-20T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:47:21.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Cassidy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now don't fall over of amazement... 2 posts in one week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cassidy had a crazy hair day at school the last few days before winter break and I just couldn't go without sharing this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was So cute and was in the best mood that day, so the hair just bounced as she walked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtJHscB4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/HJD0oEz3ink/s1600-h/DSC01181.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397677983926146" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtJHscB4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/HJD0oEz3ink/s400/DSC01181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtI1TzigI/AAAAAAAAAao/GzerRbYI584/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397673048771074" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtI1TzigI/AAAAAAAAAao/GzerRbYI584/s400/DSC01182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtIRfZnuI/AAAAAAAAAag/p1_FW17XjQw/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397663433727714" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtIRfZnuI/AAAAAAAAAag/p1_FW17XjQw/s400/DSC01179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtIFFDoII/AAAAAAAAAaY/tjGb3mpQYmk/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397660102008962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtIFFDoII/AAAAAAAAAaY/tjGb3mpQYmk/s400/DSC01165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would this just not be the life! In a soft cushy chair just for you, someone bringing you food, cleaning it up when your done... oh, I really think I could do that for a day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtHnvH3QI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6yQADJntj48/s1600-h/DSC01164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397652225383682" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtHnvH3QI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6yQADJntj48/s400/DSC01164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call this Ryann's pink "Where's Waldo" pj's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-1209593296018916329?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1209593296018916329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1209593296018916329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1209593296018916329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1209593296018916329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet-cassidy.html' title='Sweet Cassidy'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXXtJHscB4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/HJD0oEz3ink/s72-c/DSC01181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-4154507940392478678</id><published>2009-01-18T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:41:29.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel like a Human Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, sweet sigh!&lt;/span&gt; The holidays are over (as much as enjoy them when they are here), our spat with RSV is over, and a trip to the ER (I'll explain later) is over. Whew! What a season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally feel like I have a grip on my life again and am ready to get back to reality, and catch up on an enormous amount of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo... almost a month late... We had a awesome Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This going to be a long post and I will not be offended if you skip parts... I know it is long but wanted to include all of it for journal purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting Ready for Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone participated in setting up the tree and decorations, it was a nice change to the usual "mom doing it by herself". I think we found a new tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxFBxIurI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VCH9XfSKmgo/s1600-h/DSC01128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292839055766633138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxFBxIurI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VCH9XfSKmgo/s400/DSC01128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxEg9YSRI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xSM-56zX9eg/s1600-h/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292839046959614226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxEg9YSRI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xSM-56zX9eg/s400/DSC01125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even Ryann had a stab at the tree branches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292839052419807202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxE1TMN-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/TXaphclWWco/s400/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292839064296744018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxFhi35FI/AAAAAAAAAVg/7xrHEN4llAs/s400/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turned out fairly good, huh. The best part are the homemade ornaments. I have really come to absolutely treasure those! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845227905141570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP2sSxoS0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/1ji26aUSAtA/s400/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(note all the ornaments strategically placed about a foot off the ground)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday Candy Making&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in efforts to keep an old holiday tradition alive, we made Christmas chocolates. Oh, the kids thought they were in HEAVEN!!!!! lick'in and paint'in and lick'in and decorating and just a little more lick'in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292842903405288914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP0k_VrXdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/uGGtQbXq6MA/s400/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292842915549503106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP0lslFXoI/AAAAAAAAAV4/D-hX8WNFr60/s400/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ryan was still trying to figure all it out. I could tell she knew something was different between her pretzel in her hand and the yummy chocolate in Cassidy's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry Ry, there is always next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292842926535092914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP0mVgQKrI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-8f1q_Tk77c/s400/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was part of the lick'in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292842930643632242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP0mkzzgHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/m96UFp5e3Bw/s400/DSC01189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292842908812284626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP0lTezktI/AAAAAAAAAVw/k76GWaH2oj4/s400/DSC01190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School Programs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cassidy did an awesome report on Freya Stark and then got to dress up like her for Cassidy's cottage fair night, where all the kids got to show their stuff to the parents. She did such a great job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845224687533346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP2sGyffSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3e4mA2SkGI8/s400/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This quarter Taylor's cottage was "Plymouth plantation" (studying about the Pilgrims, etc.) He really enjoyed it... however not as much as the "sweet shop" he studied the previous quarter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845219201930370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP2ryWn1II/AAAAAAAAAWg/PO4jzNxfEAg/s400/DSC01169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emma had a little program at preschool. She decided she was going to be shy that morning, even though all I heard for about a month is all the little holiday songs being belted out of the back seat of the car. Funny how they do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845207472663330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP2rGqJayI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7lbb3i0B7IE/s400/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845214317056562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP2rgJ-kjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZLFNP7g-u-Y/s400/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The kids were so excited!  It took them forever to fall asleep, especially Cassidy.  She just knew she was going to catch Santa in the act.  Ahhhhhhhh... no pressure or anything.  It was neat to watch how excited she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7fkdvK0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oIXyt2LAw8E/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850506873383746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7fkdvK0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oIXyt2LAw8E/s320/DSC01221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7e8Oon6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/eXO8v_tVUdo/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850496072621986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7e8Oon6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/eXO8v_tVUdo/s320/DSC01214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7efgNuXI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hdapOHhBTeo/s1600-h/DSC01196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850488361728370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7efgNuXI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hdapOHhBTeo/s320/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7fRl9uII/AAAAAAAAAXI/hhj436drNMk/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850501807618178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7fRl9uII/AAAAAAAAAXI/hhj436drNMk/s320/DSC01219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQABLGARgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/4_zC3j_A6c0/s1600-h/DSC01239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292855482225018370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQABLGARgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/4_zC3j_A6c0/s320/DSC01239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQABuDVsoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/LrygkOMRvyQ/s1600-h/DSC01234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292855491609080450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQABuDVsoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/LrygkOMRvyQ/s320/DSC01234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just had to document Emma's "do" in the above picture. I was just rolling on the floor when I saw it. She didn't seem to care and just loved her new Hannah Montana outfit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What an awesome brother to share with is baby sister! Too bad she didn't get any of the good stuff inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCrKebzKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Fdnda0K0k6s/s1600-h/DSC01207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292858402636811426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCrKebzKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Fdnda0K0k6s/s320/DSC01207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas lunch with the Atkin's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been so neat to have both mine and Jeremy's family close that we are able to go and visit everyone on the holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jeremy's parents are always so good to us at Christmas... they always put so much thought and effort into making Christmas nice for the kids. Thank you so much for all you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCreVdMjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EbrdydNrMME/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292858407967863346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCreVdMjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EbrdydNrMME/s320/DSC01254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQACJePgtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_uWj76Zo1PI/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292855498969678546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQACJePgtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_uWj76Zo1PI/s320/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCrxAXGTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/KMtxWJGGEeU/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292858412979657010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCrxAXGTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/KMtxWJGGEeU/s320/DSC01258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7f3e61cI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3lvzdYNxXnE/s1600-h/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850511978616258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXP7f3e61cI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3lvzdYNxXnE/s320/DSC01270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFHeFVmoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bzKR0ExbbVA/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292861087959849602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFHeFVmoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bzKR0ExbbVA/s320/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292861083052349458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFHLzTGBI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3TABDyjRDm4/s320/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCrrpPDuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/n8dz894Gmb8/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292858411540483810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCrrpPDuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/n8dz894Gmb8/s320/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFGe7K7AI/AAAAAAAAAYw/XpeODiR5nsM/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292861071005772802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFGe7K7AI/AAAAAAAAAYw/XpeODiR5nsM/s320/DSC01267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQAB2xlEaI/AAAAAAAAAX4/mWmaczJM4Eo/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292855493950509474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQAB2xlEaI/AAAAAAAAAX4/mWmaczJM4Eo/s320/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmmm... yeah, I am just going to have to taste it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCsan0jLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y6phf4-LmZE/s1600-h/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292858424151018674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQCsan0jLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y6phf4-LmZE/s320/DSC01265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIPkSRlII/AAAAAAAAAZY/YUw6TCnQItE/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292864525598561410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIPkSRlII/AAAAAAAAAZY/YUw6TCnQItE/s320/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner with the Greene's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We finished the day up with dinner at my parents and all the Gang. Wow, how we have grown over the years. There were 41 of us, 1 on the way (that we know about), and 3 missionaries... What a crowd!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIRPverXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cWQRe3bvNfU/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292864554443648370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIRPverXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cWQRe3bvNfU/s320/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIQ1neljI/AAAAAAAAAZo/AQ528GXKBpw/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292864547430766130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIQ1neljI/AAAAAAAAAZo/AQ528GXKBpw/s320/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meghan, Sweet baby Londyn, and Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIQKaeo8I/AAAAAAAAAZg/PGQGB414aII/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292864535833519042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIQKaeo8I/AAAAAAAAAZg/PGQGB414aII/s320/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It didn't take the kids long to start breaking in all the grandma gifts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIRs75bTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/GltDtCV9rLs/s1600-h/DSC01309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292864562280361266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQIRs75bTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/GltDtCV9rLs/s320/DSC01309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQJ_4C3p5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/X8u85WHdZNw/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292866455048005522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQJ_4C3p5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/X8u85WHdZNw/s320/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQKAf25btI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2hcohk3gBrI/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292866465735208658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQKAf25btI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2hcohk3gBrI/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFHm-FohI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZGbcb7mAd8o/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292861090345361938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXQFHm-FohI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZGbcb7mAd8o/s320/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sandy and her sweet family... plus a few extras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had an amazing day! I think the best part it spending it with family! I sure feel blessed to have the family I do. Especially my husband and kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-4154507940392478678?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/4154507940392478678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=4154507940392478678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/4154507940392478678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/4154507940392478678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-human-again.html' title='I Feel like a Human Again!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SXPxFBxIurI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VCH9XfSKmgo/s72-c/DSC01128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-1279528894114756371</id><published>2008-12-09T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:03:46.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where-O-Where has November Gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow! Where did November go? I think I have been saying that for about 2 months now... hmmm... Oh well onto the next month (the crazy month... AHHHHHHH!!!) However, I am bound and determined to not feel so crazy chaotic. We will see how things turn out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So about November...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of Jeremy's family from Vegas came down for Thanksgiving and the kids has soooooo much fun together. They made Christmas trees out of upside down ice cream cones, and just loved it... Thank you Tami and Scott for some good memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277913992521344642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7q0AdMZoI/AAAAAAAAATI/__vq9upDunE/s400/DSC01111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cassidy, cousin Brooke and cousin Morgan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now those are some SWEET girls... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7sU1G7kQI/AAAAAAAAATY/1kpceNfA0vw/s1600-h/DSC01114.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277913963082409842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7qySyZ53I/AAAAAAAAASw/JrdVUTvoSNs/s400/DSC01107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma was heart broken when her Christmas tree was chopped down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7qzfmwO3I/AAAAAAAAATA/FCDmgn7MDOU/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277913983703071602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7qzfmwO3I/AAAAAAAAATA/FCDmgn7MDOU/s400/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor's going green... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7qy7wK6cI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HK_DgdaWjDk/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277913974078892482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7qy7wK6cI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HK_DgdaWjDk/s400/DSC01108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Madison!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277914004449652914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7q0s5H8LI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Tx3Ahu1_JJs/s400/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor and Logan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a feeling these boys are going to be good buddies when the age gap starts shortening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277915659371679442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7sVB9SDtI/AAAAAAAAATg/sxYQv8_RUho/s400/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" /&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/7897822844732757041-1279528894114756371?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1279528894114756371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1279528894114756371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1279528894114756371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1279528894114756371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-o-where-has-november-gone.html' title='Where-O-Where has November Gone?'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7q0AdMZoI/AAAAAAAAATI/__vq9upDunE/s72-c/DSC01111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-6865920067933779714</id><published>2008-12-09T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:09:45.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More November Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for a couple of weeks my creative daughter has been building her very own airplane. She has been spending every extra moment after school, roping in anyone that is willing to help and using any scrap piece she can get her hands on to put together an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277923882353762418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7zzq8_IHI/AAAAAAAAATo/Wegzby9ZwRw/s400/DSC01102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The finished product had a sheet over the top of the metal canopy. Who knew where they were going... but very creative none the less. Go Cass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277923888090259698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7z0AUrIPI/AAAAAAAAATw/vMvM99Iyj4s/s400/DSC01103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cassidy and Aly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277923898692711634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7z0n0ftNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nloHpwaeZ3o/s400/DSC01084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma has been so proud of her "peddo-ing" lately. She just absolutely loves to ride her bike. It is either barbies or bike riding... that is her world, except for her friends of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7z11-D3EI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-xjMJwI7jac/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277923919670795330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7z11-D3EI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-xjMJwI7jac/s400/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277923917095471090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7z1sYDh_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/hrZ0mdwmV24/s400/DSC01086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277927309325476482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST727JatooI/AAAAAAAAAUY/rCme6g8pgGY/s400/DSC01082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures does not do the "Blue" justice but... on the way home from school one day Ryann got a hold of a ribbon, that for some reason was colored with blue marker hmmm... wonder how that happened, and just came out with vibrant blue hands, tongue and lips. Sweet baby! will she survive her siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277927300077748882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST726m94gpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1tx7MHnZRnA/s400/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-6865920067933779714?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/6865920067933779714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=6865920067933779714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6865920067933779714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6865920067933779714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-november-fun.html' title='More November Fun'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7zzq8_IHI/AAAAAAAAATo/Wegzby9ZwRw/s72-c/DSC01102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-1810558001203074342</id><published>2008-12-09T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:34:06.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My nephew, Jay, got married over Thanksgiving weekend to the sweetest little girl. They make such a cute couple and compliment each other so well. Congratulations guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some how I didn't get a picture of the bride and groom together, bummer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277933212142646034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST78SvH_sxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/KY8f3E2qhF4/s400/DSC01115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jay and my mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooke and her dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277936850296926722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST7_mgTkcgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Tx7Rx01Sm3E/s400/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277933229068511346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST78TuLb6HI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hXCNks9S4nk/s400/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST78TOcFElI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ht1yoPf-gS8/s1600-h/DSC01122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277933220548383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST78TOcFElI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ht1yoPf-gS8/s400/DSC01122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma and Kaidyn (my brother's daughter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277933236419858818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST78UJkIkYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/nXF4Vjezlqs/s400/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Dad and McKenna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is one of the few people I ever see her go to happily. Must have a that special touch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-1810558001203074342?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1810558001203074342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1810558001203074342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1810558001203074342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1810558001203074342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/12/jays-wedding.html' title='Jay&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/ST78SvH_sxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/KY8f3E2qhF4/s72-c/DSC01115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-300015050410676396</id><published>2008-11-25T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:37:12.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Child's Innocents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SSyK54XWEWI/AAAAAAAAASo/pfLwAPukpmc/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Emma and her little friend, Quinci, were riding in the back of the car on the way to pick the kids up from school and had the most cutest conversation that I just had to share...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272741983588213810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SSyK5dwQZDI/AAAAAAAAASY/RyeV7BpkfX4/s400/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started with a barbie conversation (of course) and how they both "needed" to go to Walmart so they could get a particular barbie. As if Emma doesn't have enough... poor deprived child... I tried to explain that it was something Emma needed to talk to Santa about, and this was there response....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: Where is Santa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinci: He is coming to town!!!!! I have a sign on my door and guess what it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: What (with a roll of the eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinci: That he is co&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ng to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOWN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: (unsatisfied) Well where is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (trying to hold back my laughter) He up at the North Pole, where he lives, making all the toys for your presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: Can I go? (coming from the child who was terrified to even look at him at the mall last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: to his house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinci: I wanna go too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, we can't go to the north pole this year, but maybe we can go see him at the Mall. He visits there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinci: Ya, and we can go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma &amp;amp; Quinci: YEAH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... now where did they pick up that we are going tomorrow. Sorry Kelly! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272741988428950114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SSyK5vyYKmI/AAAAAAAAASg/M6aP_2aUxl8/s400/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ya, this picture was taken the same day... and yes they have on different outfits... don't you love this age!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-300015050410676396?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/300015050410676396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=300015050410676396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/300015050410676396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/300015050410676396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/childs-innocents.html' title='A Child&apos;s Innocents'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SSyK5dwQZDI/AAAAAAAAASY/RyeV7BpkfX4/s72-c/DSC01101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-498100914215527704</id><published>2008-11-18T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:18:14.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor, our Pro Baseball Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor has been playing couch pitch this fall and is just loving it. There are some kids on the team that needs their focus redirected from time to time... Taylor is definitely not one of those. He sits at the edge off the fence and anxiously awaits his turn with bat in hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266774727258896530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXtbpFeJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/K5EQgY0ZhK4/s320/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266774734058026130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXt0-H9JI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tx4lRFcW5Yg/s320/DSC01035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He has quite the big swing! In the first 3 games, he amounted to hitting about 12 times and hit a home run at least 10 of the times, most of them soring over the kids heads into the outfield... Can you tell he has a proud mama? Whew Hew Taylor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXubJIIKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/s8fb0HRNm4g/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266774744304722082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXubJIIKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/s8fb0HRNm4g/s320/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266774756534186434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXvIs28cI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pjuwnchx08s/s320/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266774762241249634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXvd9h0WI/AAAAAAAAARA/9qbQ8xkfN5g/s320/DSC01040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keep it up buddy, you can support us all when you get into the Pros. he he! Jeremy already has it all planned out. He sits there just beaming as he cheers his son on. Go Taylor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-498100914215527704?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/498100914215527704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=498100914215527704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/498100914215527704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/498100914215527704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/taylor-our-pro-baseball-player.html' title='Taylor, our Pro Baseball Player'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdXtbpFeJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/K5EQgY0ZhK4/s72-c/DSC01039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-5528412366779837532</id><published>2008-11-18T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:17:48.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryann's 8 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryann is growing up way too fast!!!!! Last Tuesday she turned 8 months, wow where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRc0qf0O88I/AAAAAAAAAPw/1eA5J6VYXIs/s1600-h/IMG_6441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266736193932817346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRc0qf0O88I/AAAAAAAAAPw/1eA5J6VYXIs/s400/IMG_6441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thinks she is bigger than she is. We are crawling everywhere now, it is still an awkward crawl, with big arm motions and everything, but she is getting the job done and that is all that matters to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The scary one is she has been pulling herself up to her feet and walking along the couches for about 3 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266772596817278530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdVxbIONkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-8Twgr-iwws/s400/DSC01048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still is working on her tummy control, she still spontaneously falls backwards and then just look at me like..."MOM! how dare you". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266772604634957682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRdVx4QGh3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rnJygUmRA7s/s400/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She also thinks she can tackle the stairs as well. WHEW! did we get a heart-a-tack on that one!&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/7897822844732757041-5528412366779837532?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5528412366779837532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5528412366779837532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5528412366779837532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5528412366779837532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/ryanns-8-months.html' title='Ryann&apos;s 8 Months!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRc0qf0O88I/AAAAAAAAAPw/1eA5J6VYXIs/s72-c/IMG_6441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-6881046526263409824</id><published>2008-11-08T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:12:22.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did October Go?</title><content type='html'>Wow! Did the month of October just fly by, or is it just me?  No looking back now... October is gone and we are well on our way to the holidays. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!   Man do I have some catching up to do on this blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-6881046526263409824?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/6881046526263409824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=6881046526263409824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6881046526263409824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6881046526263409824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-did-october-go.html' title='Where did October Go?'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7897822844732757041.post-6300476442639899427</id><published>2008-11-08T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:15:45.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Emma Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Emma was Sharpay for Halloween. The costume was bought about 2 or 3 weeks before Halloween, but wasn't allowed to be worn until the big day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Side note: (We have had past experiences where the kids wore their costumes before Halloween trying to get the maximum use out of them... and they got tired of them . Which then turned into a battle because their mean 'ole mom just wouldn't buy them a different costume because they changed their mind as to what they wanted to be. So a new rule was born in our house ... Halloween costumes do not get worn until Halloween actually comes and THEN they may be worn and played until the little hearts in our house are content. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway back to my story... Emma was just busting at the seams to wear her blue Sharpay costume. She could hardly contain herself any longer, so when she got the "OK" to get her costume on for her preschool Halloween party she could not even wait for her mom to finish feeding the baby to help her with her dress and make-up kit, which had to be hidden as it was mysteriously broken into several times. So when I came downstairs after finishing with Ryann this is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4cN57XVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zjYqT_R0Kss/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266388483496187010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4bFf_lII/AAAAAAAAAOI/S6Thj9Qcgq4/s400/DSC01002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hmmm.... now how are we going to get that one off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4b8prPLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/s3ljQrv7www/s1600-h/DSC01003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266388498300746930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4b8prPLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/s3ljQrv7www/s400/DSC01003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rhinestones ON the lips must be a new thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266388510444185490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4cp45Z5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/GIK-EVqRqzU/s400/DSC01004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She did finally let me help her get things cleaned up. That sure was some RED lipstick though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266388516714873538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4dBP8gsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ypYJin1B1Ns/s400/DSC01024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so cute, even though she is so mischievous.&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/7897822844732757041-6300476442639899427?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/6300476442639899427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=6300476442639899427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6300476442639899427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6300476442639899427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-emma-moment.html' title='A True Emma Moment'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRX4bFf_lII/AAAAAAAAAOI/S6Thj9Qcgq4/s72-c/DSC01002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-4423438459869584028</id><published>2008-11-08T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:57:25.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween was fun for the Atkin's... The kids started off the day with a literary parade at their school, where they got to dress up like a character in a book. Then with one class following another get to march around, inside and out, the whole school with their book in hand. It makes it slightly more difficult for the parents making sure their costume can go with a book character, but a cute idea none the less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor has made it easy for me picking a ninja for the second year in a row... Which went along with the Magic Tree House's Ninja book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400114997088402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDAIN6UJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/O3Cy9zzNkdE/s400/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400108539590498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYC_wKUt2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/1kkXa5ygmIE/s400/DSC01012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cassidy was a fairy (didn't want to wear the wings though) from &lt;em&gt;Alice the Fairy&lt;/em&gt;. I just love that book. It is one that I can read over and over to my girls and not get tired of it. It must be the little 3yr. old's sassy personality I relate with or something. (don't you say a word Jeremy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400106139919666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYC_nOMpTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/nM8IDnvL2C4/s400/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400128638005874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDA7CKMnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DrFO2YeXztc/s400/DSC01025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy was... well his was self explanatory. Poor Guy! It's ok, I still love you Jer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDtIM5tjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dcY9mwWnpKc/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400888086967858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDtIM5tjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dcY9mwWnpKc/s400/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ended the night with a potluck get-together in the front with some neighbors, friends and a little family. We blocked off the street, pulled out the chairs, ate some food, had a fire, and ate some candy of course. What a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDsTgTotI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HVZnBpgmpZw/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400873941279442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDsTgTotI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HVZnBpgmpZw/s400/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, we smiled... now for the good stuff!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDsEMb3aI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s5drfhlqAFE/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400869831400866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDsEMb3aI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s5drfhlqAFE/s400/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some handsome boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDBe2xHkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4Kt4RxFAFuA/s1600-h/DSC01030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266400138253901378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDBe2xHkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4Kt4RxFAFuA/s400/DSC01030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-4423438459869584028?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/4423438459869584028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=4423438459869584028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/4423438459869584028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/4423438459869584028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-was-fun-for-atkins.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SRYDAIN6UJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/O3Cy9zzNkdE/s72-c/DSC01019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-2180280532308186752</id><published>2008-10-08T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:50:17.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walkway is Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hadn't posted the final pictures of the walkway yet because I was waiting till we got a little of the green back in... so... close enough. This project proved to take a lot more sweat and time than originally thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited how it turned out though. Thank you so much Jeremy for all your hard work you do. I am sure you just roll your eyes (discretely of course) every time I say, "So I have been thinking...". Thank you for always so politely indulging me. I sure love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254858283801126818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SO0BxIb8J6I/AAAAAAAAANw/I8wiUAeoadk/s400/DSC00995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254858275899189250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SO0Bwq_-KAI/AAAAAAAAANg/hAMAuTPDZtE/s400/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254858287016826258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SO0BxUan1ZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cmaYIHmV044/s400/DSC00999.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Didn't he do such a good job! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-2180280532308186752?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/2180280532308186752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=2180280532308186752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2180280532308186752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2180280532308186752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/10/walkway-is-done.html' title='The Walkway is Done!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SO0BxIb8J6I/AAAAAAAAANw/I8wiUAeoadk/s72-c/DSC00995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-949207008188719012</id><published>2008-10-08T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:22:19.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Love Cousins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousin's are one of the best kind of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryann 6mo, Kade 8mo, McKenna 9 1/2mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SOzNRsxv1qI/AAAAAAAAANY/nCU-2UAVmLY/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254800569195812514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SOzNRsxv1qI/AAAAAAAAANY/nCU-2UAVmLY/s400/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( Kade in my niece's son and McKenna is my brother's daughter)&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/7897822844732757041-949207008188719012?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/949207008188719012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=949207008188719012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/949207008188719012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/949207008188719012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/10/gotta-love-cousins.html' title='Gotta Love Cousins!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SOzNRsxv1qI/AAAAAAAAANY/nCU-2UAVmLY/s72-c/DSC00982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-5604848144989112633</id><published>2008-09-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:48:53.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 14 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKiBG7vBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wbcg3RcVRDg/s1600-h/101_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, 14 years ago today my hubby and I started our journey with our first date. It seems like a life-time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were high school seniors at Gilbert High School (I just dated myself didn’t I? oops) and it was about two weeks away from the infamous Homecoming dance, and a couple of mutual friends were getting together to watch a movie at a friend’s (Cam Heiner, for those of you who are dating yourselves back like I am) house, nothing spectacular, but it is the company that counts. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that night that Jeremy planted the first kiss, right there in my parent’s driveway as he dropped me off. He wasn’t about to waste anytime. That hasn’t changed over time either… I love him for that, even when I like to pretend that I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure feel incredibly blessed to be his wife! He is truly my Superman! I feel so safe and loved by him, it is an amazing feeling. He loves me through all my sassy, spit-fire personality and that takes a very big Superhero to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has given me the four of the most beautiful angels, and I hope they all have his wonderful outlook on life. I admire you more than you will ever know. I love you, Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF6oAGrnI/AAAAAAAAALo/dDZ4xjfkAlg/s1600-h/IMG_2315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249092607917076082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF6oAGrnI/AAAAAAAAALo/dDZ4xjfkAlg/s320/IMG_2315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taylor and Jeremy. Yep... he is swimming in the blowup pool in his clothes with his 1yr. old son. What a dad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF7KLyJJI/AAAAAAAAALw/dj77aQ4AN8U/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249092617092867218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF7KLyJJI/AAAAAAAAALw/dj77aQ4AN8U/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and Cassidy, during swim lessons. She held onto his neck so tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF7pUyEAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/VUf2x8rNYMs/s1600-h/100_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF8NawozI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TScy1I6mDpo/s1600-h/103_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249092635140858674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF8NawozI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TScy1I6mDpo/s320/103_0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF8SI-osI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gbaM2x_AFec/s1600-h/104_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy and Taylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiINiVP_6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Qg1D7nM3Ci8/s1600-h/108_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249095131835924386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiINiVP_6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Qg1D7nM3Ci8/s320/108_0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jer, Cassidy &amp;amp; Taylor at Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiINxZGtRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hbyTI-F-YCo/s1600-h/145_4585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249095135878624530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiINxZGtRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hbyTI-F-YCo/s320/145_4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cassidy, Taylor &amp;amp; baby Emma (Easter morning)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiIN18w4gI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3QdtM16pwjo/s1600-h/156_5636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249095137101931010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiIN18w4gI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3QdtM16pwjo/s320/156_5636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cassidy, first time fishing. Even though she caught the fish she was not going to get any closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiIOAL7YSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0qBlz6h675o/s1600-h/156_5671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249095139849888034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiIOAL7YSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/0qBlz6h675o/s320/156_5671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeremy being patient with Emma, as she just would not get off the quad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiIO86l9RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WiJ8ow8Prn4/s1600-h/163_6314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249095156151743762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiIO86l9RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WiJ8ow8Prn4/s320/163_6314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Family at Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKioCvKzI/AAAAAAAAANA/pKuQEJh0I8k/s1600-h/101_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249097693169396530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKioCvKzI/AAAAAAAAANA/pKuQEJh0I8k/s320/101_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chill'in with Ryann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKjtVJwkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VPSphhBMVoo/s1600-h/101_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249097711768683074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKjtVJwkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VPSphhBMVoo/s320/101_0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKjaJWLRI/AAAAAAAAANI/NECgmqjsK4Y/s1600-h/101_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249097706618891538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiKjaJWLRI/AAAAAAAAANI/NECgmqjsK4Y/s320/101_0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for the past 14yrs… it has been the time of my life! and I wouldn’t do any other way than with you.&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/7897822844732757041-5604848144989112633?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5604848144989112633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5604848144989112633' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5604848144989112633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5604848144989112633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-14-years.html' title='It&apos;s been 14 years!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNiF6oAGrnI/AAAAAAAAALo/dDZ4xjfkAlg/s72-c/IMG_2315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-8664918083550744338</id><published>2008-09-19T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:26:06.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Treasures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; good things about doing laundry is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smelling&lt;/span&gt; good and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;treasures&lt;/span&gt; that gets left in the pockets... the unclaimed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;, $$ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dollars &lt;/span&gt;$$, and the occasional &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;baby. hehe&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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP_9-2mq5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/HuDqu9AxRcU/s1600-h/DSC00957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247819431125887890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP_9-2mq5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/HuDqu9AxRcU/s400/DSC00957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP_-mqpVLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3ssv26EiU1E/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247819441813148850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP_-mqpVLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3ssv26EiU1E/s400/DSC00961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP__ND9K-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/qK37G6wYJ1k/s1600-h/DSC00958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247819452119854050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP__ND9K-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/qK37G6wYJ1k/s400/DSC00958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are some of my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7897822844732757041-8664918083550744338?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/8664918083550744338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=8664918083550744338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/8664918083550744338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/8664918083550744338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/laundry-treasures.html' title='Laundry Treasures!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNP_9-2mq5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/HuDqu9AxRcU/s72-c/DSC00957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-2090444299550385378</id><published>2008-09-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:22:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Game Night Ever!</title><content type='html'>Girls, you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; this was coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, last weekend we busted out a game that we have had for a long time but just haven't played. This ended up being the most silliest, funniest game. It is called Would You Rather?, it has questions asking would you rather be one things or another, and then you have to correctly guess what the group would prefer in order to advance further. The fun came when you drew a challenge card that had a choice of six of the most outrageous challenges to choose from. You needed to complete one to get the next level and three to win the game. OH!!! did we have a good time with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Karissa&lt;/span&gt;, a good neighbor, started out the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt; with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Drink like a cat (with no hands and lapping liquid with your tongue) from a glass for 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdNLdWFeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VKWnZmV9CKU/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247429365579781602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdNLdWFeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VKWnZmV9CKU/s400/DSC00972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her little Emily had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;idea&lt;/span&gt; licking from a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bowl&lt;/span&gt; was allowed at the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her husband got the next one...&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Let someone use make-up to draw a fake mustache and fake eyeglasses on you face. Leave them there for the rest of the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdNmKKfiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/TCEOJzy3tko/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247429372747087394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdNmKKfiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/TCEOJzy3tko/s400/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He really had to work on his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt; when it came time to collect his girls for the night saying, "come on girls it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; time to go" with his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt; little glasses and mustache &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drawn&lt;/span&gt; on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdODuAg0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/xfxawTjRn1I/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247429380682056514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdODuAg0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/xfxawTjRn1I/s400/DSC00971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids just couldn't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; the silliness going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdOqEvCGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/n7Kpa5vKEek/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247429390977927266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdOqEvCGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/n7Kpa5vKEek/s400/DSC00970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy was the next to fall &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Continue participating in the game with a spoon in your mouth for two full player turns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247434326702989346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKht9FSoCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dATJKuEFic8/s400/DSC00974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This proved to be an incredibly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; time when your wife... who is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;enjoying the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enormous&lt;/span&gt; wooden spoon in your mouth... is the next player and is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dragging&lt;/span&gt; it out as long as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdOwDBTvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YOw6FOkMJrc/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247429392581349106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdOwDBTvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YOw6FOkMJrc/s400/DSC00977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It wasn't long until the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drool&lt;/span&gt; started playing a factor. Thank goodness Ryann's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;burp rag&lt;/span&gt; was handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, a good neighbor and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bishopric&lt;/span&gt; member's wife, challenge read as follows... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continue participating in the game while holding your tongue with your hand for two full player turns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247434333710914626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKhuXMHFEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yMjfQFShhlI/s400/DSC00978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeremy was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; happy when Cheryl only had to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;suffer&lt;/span&gt; for a short 30 seconds or so, as the next two players quickly landed on "lose a turn" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeremy had the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fortune&lt;/span&gt; of landing on his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; on his very next turn. It read... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;While blindfolded, allow the group to put as many bad smelling items they can find beneath your nose, and inhale deeply &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; until you can guess two of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Boy, did I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; with this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247434337275464626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKhukd9y7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/hdFwDPskGFg/s400/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just couldn't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;resist&lt;/span&gt; getting Jeremy's very own &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stinky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;crusty&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lawn mowing&lt;/span&gt; socks from the garage... who knew how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; they have been there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247434341068353266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKhuymQrvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4t3La3QWuzo/s400/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know you've got a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good neighbor&lt;/span&gt; when he is willing to go into your bathroom, pull out your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; plunger, secretly hold it under your nose while you try to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; the smell, and holding his laughter in while you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; it is a diaper the whole time. You were close, Jeremy. You are a good sport . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Karolien&lt;/span&gt; and Gary... you guys &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; missed out! ... don't worry we saved the best challenges for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-2090444299550385378?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/2090444299550385378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=2090444299550385378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2090444299550385378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2090444299550385378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-game-night-ever.html' title='The Best Game Night Ever!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SNKdNLdWFeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VKWnZmV9CKU/s72-c/DSC00972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-5155228184625731829</id><published>2008-09-16T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:13:22.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to publicly say, "that I Love You!"  I know that sometimes I can be a big dork... Thank you so much for putting up with me over the last 9 1/2 years!  You are the best mom in the world to our children.  They are so blessed for that!  I am so honored and feel blessed to be your husband.  Happy 31st Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you with all my heart!&lt;br /&gt;JB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-5155228184625731829?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5155228184625731829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5155228184625731829' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5155228184625731829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5155228184625731829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-5283201398574920183</id><published>2008-09-08T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:29:25.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had so much fun with my camera this morning. I am really starting to feel the bug again. Pulled out the better camera and went to town with my two little girls. Poor Emma and Ryann. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWiBoTs4AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0Y18UHwhAS4/s1600-h/IMG_6415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243775490026430466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWiBoTs4AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0Y18UHwhAS4/s400/IMG_6415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWgz_MQV0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/PGYcbuWd_4o/s1600-h/IMG_6383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243774156139419458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWgz_MQV0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/PGYcbuWd_4o/s400/IMG_6383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWg0L3P-UI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xOWgo2wxKls/s1600-h/IMG_6385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243774159540975938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWg0L3P-UI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xOWgo2wxKls/s400/IMG_6385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWg0Qx7RMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/L5n87_HDj8E/s1600-h/IMG_6397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243774160860824770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWg0Qx7RMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/L5n87_HDj8E/s400/IMG_6397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWg0mvh9dI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AxsDYhANDCM/s1600-h/IMG_6403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243774166756357586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWg0mvh9dI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AxsDYhANDCM/s400/IMG_6403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243780192631703970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWmTW4KyaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MvVJyNGdeVE/s400/IMG_6420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243780184163685938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWmS3VPFjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uopK-p5ORMY/s400/IMG_6410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243775499348761698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWiCLCUXGI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZwCLeVQsNkM/s400/IMG_6421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Okay mom, I'm tired now"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243775513029726642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWiC-AHUbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nAfPi0VYPvE/s400/IMG_6425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243775504002603746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWiCcX4WuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z8rQR4rkZxE/s400/IMG_6424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now I just have to get my hands on Cassidy and Taylor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-5283201398574920183?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5283201398574920183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5283201398574920183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5283201398574920183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5283201398574920183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/camera-happy.html' title='Camera Happy!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SMWiBoTs4AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0Y18UHwhAS4/s72-c/IMG_6415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-7257504766048611702</id><published>2008-09-03T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:49:02.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where ever you go, I will go too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Emma just doesn't leave Ryann alone. Whether she is in her bed, in her bumbo chair, in her bouncy chair while I take a quick shower, or on the floor for some tummy time; it doesn't matter Emma is always there. I love how much she loves Ryann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL7zzY2Z2oI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AxGs8Nwm2hY/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241895080475351682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL7zzY2Z2oI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AxGs8Nwm2hY/s400/DSC00944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are those not just the cutest little girls? Dress-ups and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL7zzt_MC4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/EtEWYfjj0LQ/s1600-h/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241895086149340034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL7zzt_MC4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/EtEWYfjj0LQ/s400/DSC00946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryann's face says, "Save me mom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-7257504766048611702?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/7257504766048611702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=7257504766048611702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7257504766048611702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7257504766048611702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-ever-you-go-i-will-go-too.html' title='Where ever you go, I will go too!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL7zzY2Z2oI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AxGs8Nwm2hY/s72-c/DSC00944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-3042775761844936210</id><published>2008-09-02T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:19:22.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are Starting to Take Shape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL2CssAz8JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8CGFIAY5vB8/s1600-h/DSC00952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241489245569544338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL2CssAz8JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8CGFIAY5vB8/s320/DSC00952.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he doing such a good job? I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241489945224454610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL2DVabiodI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8zfK_UE8lZY/s320/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Let me know your vote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Should we keep the grass (making it fill the area a little bit more)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2. Tear it all out putting raised decorative block flower boxes (filling in between with rock)?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-3042775761844936210?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/3042775761844936210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=3042775761844936210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/3042775761844936210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/3042775761844936210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-are-starting-to-take-shape.html' title='Things are Starting to Take Shape.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL2CssAz8JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8CGFIAY5vB8/s72-c/DSC00952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-1445036792040250748</id><published>2008-09-02T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:03:51.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's in Preschool. YEAH!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to our first day of preschool. I am just twitter-painted! It was just a parent orientation so I didn't actually get to drop her off, but exciting none the less. She has been just dying to go to "my class at Cambria's house" (her teacher's daughter). She is so bored with just me and Ryann at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She even gets to bring a backpack, which is just her cherry on her cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is growing up so much. I can't believe my little Emma is going to preschool. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241485135809258418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL1-9d9mo7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XlXaFEcvUgI/s400/DSC00953.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, we had to bring the swimsuit with us. It didn't make it to class though. I think she is going through summer withdrawals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-1445036792040250748?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1445036792040250748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1445036792040250748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1445036792040250748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1445036792040250748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/09/emmas-in-preschool-yeah.html' title='Emma&apos;s in Preschool. YEAH!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SL1-9d9mo7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XlXaFEcvUgI/s72-c/DSC00953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-1766487498763016025</id><published>2008-08-31T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:30:17.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Walkway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We...I mean Jeremy has started a project in the front yard that I just can't wait to see completed. If it goes as planned it is going to look really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our neighbors gave us an enormous amount of street &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pavers&lt;/span&gt;. Indicating if we would haul them out of his garage that day, we could have them all. Who could pass up an offer like that? So of course we had to think of the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elaborate&lt;/span&gt;/destructive way to put them to use. After much planning (a whole hour and a half) with our master-mind neighbor, Scott, Jeremy began tearing up the yard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLsveXw7f8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WtF9Wyimt6g/s1600-h/IMG_6352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240834790197526466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLsveXw7f8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WtF9Wyimt6g/s400/IMG_6352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to make a couple of walkways and planter boxes, after tearing up some cement of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLsveyTUUbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Hp_xUKq0IxI/s1600-h/IMG_6353.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor tried to keep cool as much as he could. Don't you love AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLsujTaTdXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0gwm8sNGCPY/s1600-h/IMG_6350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240833775416604018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLsujTaTdXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0gwm8sNGCPY/s400/IMG_6350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see, it took a couple rounds of spray paint before a plan was actually decided on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240842411147148178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLs2Z-A6O5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/_CVJtHf1VcQ/s400/IMG_6351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing sexier than my man "in the zone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240833006941081890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLst2kndkSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YuKODrIUkkI/s400/IMG_6346.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Can't wait to post the pictures when it is all done. PS. Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; so much for all your help and late hours. You are ranking up some major payback points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-1766487498763016025?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1766487498763016025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1766487498763016025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1766487498763016025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1766487498763016025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-walkway.html' title='New Walkway!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SLsveXw7f8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WtF9Wyimt6g/s72-c/IMG_6352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-2398037552056935434</id><published>2008-08-25T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:44:14.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Still Waiting, JB!</title><content type='html'>Hehe... inside joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-2398037552056935434?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/2398037552056935434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=2398037552056935434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2398037552056935434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2398037552056935434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-still-waiting-jb.html' title='I am Still Waiting, JB!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7897822844732757041.post-5609476544780641801</id><published>2008-08-17T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:35:28.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nails have been the hot topic in our house lately.  The girls earned a couple of fake nail sets out of the treasure box and that was all it took.  We have been painting, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sticker-ing&lt;/span&gt;, rhinestone-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;, glitter-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; and anything else they could think of to do on their nails.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. don't mind the messy table in the background, we had a couple of projects going on this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDbpL2nzI/AAAAAAAAADE/ggIgGJRjBpk/s1600-h/101_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDb1_CUII/AAAAAAAAADM/gtZTupoXWMo/s1600-h/101_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235508712445202562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDb1_CUII/AAAAAAAAADM/gtZTupoXWMo/s400/101_0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDcaW9kZI/AAAAAAAAADU/qcMS5XNwGLA/s1600-h/101_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235508722209231250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDcaW9kZI/AAAAAAAAADU/qcMS5XNwGLA/s400/101_0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDc8r4bwI/AAAAAAAAADc/D9z4b8m9a7I/s1600-h/101_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235508731423780610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDc8r4bwI/AAAAAAAAADc/D9z4b8m9a7I/s400/101_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some reason the nail filers were just as exciting to get as the nails were&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/7897822844732757041-5609476544780641801?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/5609476544780641801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=5609476544780641801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5609476544780641801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/5609476544780641801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/girl-time.html' title='Girl Time!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhDb1_CUII/AAAAAAAAADM/gtZTupoXWMo/s72-c/101_0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-7363294750701536767</id><published>2008-08-17T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:23:23.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryann's 5 month now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Wow! I can't believe how fast the time is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fly'in&lt;/span&gt; by. Ryann clocked 5 months this past week. She has really been a very sweet, happy baby for us. She has even blessed me with sleeping all night long since she was 3 or 4 weeks old. I sure love her for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg-tuPSJrI/AAAAAAAAACc/VYjWzgza4vE/s1600-h/101_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235503522045372082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg-tuPSJrI/AAAAAAAAACc/VYjWzgza4vE/s400/101_0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235502123540338674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg9cUZs1_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QHWvfjHhe8w/s400/101_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg-uPxgtWI/AAAAAAAAACk/WcopQqu-u7Y/s1600-h/101_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg-uSFCOII/AAAAAAAAACs/fYM4Rc5zRkI/s1600-h/101_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235506935376023154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKhB0Z4ujnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nstWb1FYNcg/s400/101_0898.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma wanted to share those fruit snacks with Ryann so bad. She really worked hard on convincing me that she would only tear off a little piece to share with her. Oh... are we going to have to really watch that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg9c4ao8CI/AAAAAAAAACE/M1Va699OVMc/s1600-h/101_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg9dNcT7SI/AAAAAAAAACM/4EgMsQ5fYH4/s1600-h/101_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235502138852109602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg9dNcT7SI/AAAAAAAAACM/4EgMsQ5fYH4/s400/101_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor just can't seem to get enough of Ryann. His relationship with her has really surprised me. I did not expect him to love and dote on her as much as he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-7363294750701536767?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/7363294750701536767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=7363294750701536767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7363294750701536767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/7363294750701536767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/ryanns-5-month-now.html' title='Ryann&apos;s 5 month now'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKg-tuPSJrI/AAAAAAAAACc/VYjWzgza4vE/s72-c/101_0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-3419790196351857130</id><published>2008-08-14T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:00:54.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outfitted for Some Hard Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who new that pulling weeds in the backyard not only needs gloves to protect your hands but your eyes and ears need to be protected as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRli1IoUEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RqxkeN5C8XU/s1600-h/101_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420315964592194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRli1IoUEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RqxkeN5C8XU/s400/101_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Taylor and Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRljX3B8qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ym86QpNkBAg/s1600-h/101_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420325286015650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRljX3B8qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ym86QpNkBAg/s400/101_0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emma did her best to keep up with the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRljhLamkI/AAAAAAAAABE/oy64GBn4QJU/s1600-h/101_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420327787436610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRljhLamkI/AAAAAAAAABE/oy64GBn4QJU/s400/101_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who needs a weed-eater when you have Taylor around&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRlkBhUZLI/AAAAAAAAABM/LG5UK5CZbZA/s1600-h/101_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420336469238962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRlkBhUZLI/AAAAAAAAABM/LG5UK5CZbZA/s400/101_0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor should have used the better glasses, cause it looks like his must have been defective&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234431354216383202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRvlV08AuI/AAAAAAAAABk/2BERqSLV6K4/s400/101_0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We sure love you, Taylor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRlkRPGKFI/AAAAAAAAABU/YXBK-qm4rns/s1600-h/101_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-3419790196351857130?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/3419790196351857130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=3419790196351857130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/3419790196351857130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/3419790196351857130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/outfitted-for-some-hard-work.html' title='Outfitted for Some Hard Work'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRli1IoUEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RqxkeN5C8XU/s72-c/101_0915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-8748684638036968533</id><published>2008-08-14T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T09:46:46.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRfg7-Kk5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HWe4MZZOnNg/s1600-h/101_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234413686370243474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRfg7-Kk5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HWe4MZZOnNg/s320/101_0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor came home from School Tuesday so excited to share that he was "student of the day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got to bring home the teacher's extremely large math display papers and honored with a snazzy star sticker, that we just had to display on our forehead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there had to be other things and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privileges&lt;/span&gt; involved, but this is all I got out of a 1st grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation Taylor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-8748684638036968533?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/8748684638036968533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=8748684638036968533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/8748684638036968533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/8748684638036968533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/student-of-day.html' title='Student of the Day'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SKRfg7-Kk5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HWe4MZZOnNg/s72-c/101_0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-8433698425304417293</id><published>2008-08-04T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:01:24.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SJddPhEJ0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BlcDNMqMwHw/s1600-h/101_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230752013369332194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SJddPhEJ0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BlcDNMqMwHw/s320/101_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Cassidy could not wait to start 1st and 3rd grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy got to walk them into their lines and said that Cassidy took the older sibbling role very well telling Taylor to go play on the swing and she would come check on him.  As for Taylor, Jeremy said he was high five'in all the boys as fast as he could, whether he knew them or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are going to have a great year at Eduprize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-8433698425304417293?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/8433698425304417293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=8433698425304417293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/8433698425304417293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/8433698425304417293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SJddPhEJ0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BlcDNMqMwHw/s72-c/101_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-1123525021163862151</id><published>2008-08-04T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:07:29.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Sassy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w519.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w519.photobucket.com/albums/u356/Cindy3256/082d288b.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i519.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=85" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s519.photobucket.com/albums/u356/Cindy3256/?action=view&amp;current=082d288b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 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/7897822844732757041-1123525021163862151?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1123525021163862151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1123525021163862151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1123525021163862151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1123525021163862151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/ms-sassy.html' title='Ms. Sassy!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7897822844732757041.post-6451409101770315564</id><published>2008-08-04T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:02:37.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping with Derick's (brother) Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w519.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w519.photobucket.com/albums/u356/Cindy3256/91a78f81.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i519.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=85" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s519.photobucket.com/albums/u356/Cindy3256/?action=view&amp;current=91a78f81.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 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/7897822844732757041-6451409101770315564?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/6451409101770315564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=6451409101770315564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6451409101770315564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/6451409101770315564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/camping-with-derick-brother-family.html' title='Camping with Derick&amp;#39;s (brother) Family'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7897822844732757041.post-1754503772943964942</id><published>2008-08-03T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:01:24.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma being Mischievous in the Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So one of the reasons I had to go ahead and start my blog, instead of waiting, was to share this moment. I was heading home from swim lessons at my moms and noticed Emma was digging in the swim bag. Frustrated, I turned around to tell her to put everything back and saw this...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230418627381939842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SJYuB5evzoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2b3Z7bU0LzQ/s320/101_0810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230419169959044722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oJSN0JSUpM/SJYuhevNZnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/23tmtoJ-7pI/s400/101_0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What you don't see in the picture is that she had her asthma inhaler in her other hand and was so proud that she was doing it "by myself, mom". All the frustration left and I had to just pull over and take a picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my sweet, sassy Emma what would we do without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-1754503772943964942?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/1754503772943964942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=1754503772943964942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1754503772943964942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/1754503772943964942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/emma-being-mischievous-in-car.html' title='Emma being Mischievous in the Car'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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/__oJSN0JSUpM/SJYuB5evzoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2b3Z7bU0LzQ/s72-c/101_0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7897822844732757041.post-2830417682758069465</id><published>2008-08-03T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:02:47.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! I finally started my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holy Cow! I have wanted to do this for some time now, but had a list of projects I thought I need to complete or at least start before I started a blog... Oh well, they will still be there tomorrow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here I go, YEAH! I am so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7897822844732757041-2830417682758069465?l=atkingang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/feeds/2830417682758069465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7897822844732757041&amp;postID=2830417682758069465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2830417682758069465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7897822844732757041/posts/default/2830417682758069465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atkingang.blogspot.com/2008/08/yeah-i-finally-started-my-blog.html' title='Yeah! I finally started my blog'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07516528560144782312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
