<?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-5360406300564745573</id><updated>2012-02-10T21:16:20.396-07:00</updated><category term='d'/><title type='text'>Clinger's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>576</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8838075086105244336</id><published>2012-02-09T01:25:00.027-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T02:08:46.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>I need to be better about posting...geez! I'm just always on the ipad or my phone and I can't blog update on those. I wanted to post some recent pictures and some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's february already. Crazy. My baby is almost 5 months. Gross. That can't be right can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a ton of pictures that I have already posted on facebook. But since I get my blog printed, I have to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPbBFH7PwZk/TzOGeOH0UQI/AAAAAAAAF74/bHfAP7fUtXs/s1600/tummy%2Btime%2Bindi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707053006553633026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPbBFH7PwZk/TzOGeOH0UQI/AAAAAAAAF74/bHfAP7fUtXs/s320/tummy%2Btime%2Bindi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indi having some tummy time. She still has not officially rolled over. She may have tonight, I can't be sure if someone "helped" her over. But no one fessed up to it, and they normally do because they think they are doing her a favor. So she may have for the first time today! That pesky arm always gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L5uRKF7SYI/TzOGZ18APYI/AAAAAAAAF7s/XxIMQ135D-s/s1600/rykers%2Bfirst%2Bjazz%2Bgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707052931342155138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2L5uRKF7SYI/TzOGZ18APYI/AAAAAAAAF7s/XxIMQ135D-s/s320/rykers%2Bfirst%2Bjazz%2Bgame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker got to go to his first Jazz game last month. It was so fun! Indi and I went with them as well. Ryker was just taking it all in. I could barely get him to look at the camera for 2 seconds. Reese went to Aunt Heather's and so did Dax. Thanks Hez! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxVKk8-6b0/TzOGUAww5JI/AAAAAAAAF7g/FIyTjGLhHqM/s1600/ryker%2Bmom%2Bindi%2Bjazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707052831168586898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxVKk8-6b0/TzOGUAww5JI/AAAAAAAAF7g/FIyTjGLhHqM/s320/ryker%2Bmom%2Bindi%2Bjazz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stayed at Little America and the kids loved that. Reese thought it was such a pretty hotel. The next morning we ate at the Sunday brunch at the hotel. It was AWESOME! I remember we did that once when I was a kid. Great memory. I hope we created some great memories for the kids that trip. We all had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1CI89kz_AE/TzOGPmWcQxI/AAAAAAAAF7U/3AbKxzCNlzA/s1600/ryker%2Bsams%2Bclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707052755359384338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1CI89kz_AE/TzOGPmWcQxI/AAAAAAAAF7U/3AbKxzCNlzA/s320/ryker%2Bsams%2Bclub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was reminiscing the other day about how sad it is Ryker is past the super hero dress up stage. We couldn't leave the house without this little guy in a super hero costume. It was great. I love how creative and confidant he was/is! I remember this day we went to Sam's Club. Everyone called him Superman. It really bugged him because he was clearly NOT superman. He was "Megaman", his invented superhero. Such a cute boy. I love him so much. I love is imagination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was thinking how sad it was he doesn't do that anymore. Then, the very next day, he came upstairs in this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4V1xpPpL8FE/TzOFpSWe_vI/AAAAAAAAF7I/1XMsiPTIq24/s1600/ryk%2Bpower%2Branger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707052097155825394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4V1xpPpL8FE/TzOFpSWe_vI/AAAAAAAAF7I/1XMsiPTIq24/s320/ryk%2Bpower%2Branger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Made my whole day. He was a power ranger. Then Dax had to get one on too. We loved the head wrap that goes from the back of his head and ties in the front. Cole called him the Aunt Jamima power ranger. He certainly is resourceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Damf82GTSo/TzOFjkoYRqI/AAAAAAAAF68/EOlN-S4-1pY/s1600/reese%2Btwirling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051998983505570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Damf82GTSo/TzOFjkoYRqI/AAAAAAAAF68/EOlN-S4-1pY/s320/reese%2Btwirling2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I caught Reese in the mirror practicing her twirling. I watched her for probably 20 minutes doing this. She so cute and girly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Mp-rXRKUls/TzOFepAuaxI/AAAAAAAAF6w/nV53oN17eQA/s1600/reese%2Btwirling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051914260015890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Mp-rXRKUls/TzOFepAuaxI/AAAAAAAAF6w/nV53oN17eQA/s320/reese%2Btwirling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6qr0wpoQUQ/TzOFY63I7QI/AAAAAAAAF6k/9svzMNUgiLE/s1600/Reese%2Breading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051815972433154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6qr0wpoQUQ/TzOFY63I7QI/AAAAAAAAF6k/9svzMNUgiLE/s320/Reese%2Breading.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese has been reading like a maniac. She reads everything! I'm so proud of her. I love how motivated she is. I absolutely love this picture of her reading to Indi. Indi seems so enthralled! Sweet sisters. One of those moments you wish you could freeze time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kD_YyCU7lFk/TzOFTJcaJlI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/O41ZbXNeuKw/s1600/reese%2Bbraids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051716807632466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kD_YyCU7lFk/TzOFTJcaJlI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/O41ZbXNeuKw/s320/reese%2Bbraids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a cutie. That's all I can say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvtiTKGX5mk/TzOFMZyMNMI/AAAAAAAAF6M/wsn8bx1u0nU/s1600/reading%2Bryker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051600934876354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvtiTKGX5mk/TzOFMZyMNMI/AAAAAAAAF6M/wsn8bx1u0nU/s320/reading%2Bryker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker reads so so so so much. He loves it. He will read for hours. He just started the Magic Tree House books. He's obsessed. And he reads them so fast. We have to keep track of his minutes and then they have a contest with them. Last month they earned 1 marshmallow for every 20 minutes they read. Then they had a hot chocolate party at the end. Ryker had the most marshmallows in the class and read over 1000 minutes. Pretty awesome little buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBUFbykW8NU/TzOFGt_GyqI/AAAAAAAAF6A/134OMysvhqA/s1600/mom%2Band%2Bdax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051503278541474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBUFbykW8NU/TzOFGt_GyqI/AAAAAAAAF6A/134OMysvhqA/s320/mom%2Band%2Bdax.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax is doing amazing at potty training. He had a rough patch but is back on the wagon! Go Dax! He responds very well to positive reinforcement. He always tells me "Mom, we're best friends huh" So sweet. Yes we are buddy! I'm so glad he's a mamma's boy. I love it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUgNpkftMPM/TzOFA-AK5mI/AAAAAAAAF50/o-LyQXWqCT4/s1600/indi%2Blaptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051404498757218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUgNpkftMPM/TzOFA-AK5mI/AAAAAAAAF50/o-LyQXWqCT4/s320/indi%2Blaptop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Indi gettin' some work done! She has to sleep, eat, poop, be the cutest baby around AND work on the computer? Sheesh, she can't catch a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nAetvYcK8U/TzOE1Wn31jI/AAAAAAAAF5o/-SLNsM8cMxM/s1600/indi%2B4%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051204949300786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nAetvYcK8U/TzOE1Wn31jI/AAAAAAAAF5o/-SLNsM8cMxM/s320/indi%2B4%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh...precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKQzw0p9aE4/TzOEvnG-laI/AAAAAAAAF5c/0omTgLQMo48/s1600/granny%2Bshe%2Band%2Bindi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051106295518626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKQzw0p9aE4/TzOEvnG-laI/AAAAAAAAF5c/0omTgLQMo48/s320/granny%2Bshe%2Band%2Bindi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Granny Sheila and Indi at Chick fil a!&lt;br /&gt;Two cute gals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLngZzxjTrQ/TzOEpo2xZ2I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/pIXWQeaYasw/s1600/four%2Blittle%2Bdorks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707051003685201762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLngZzxjTrQ/TzOEpo2xZ2I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/pIXWQeaYasw/s320/four%2Blittle%2Bdorks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these four little dorks more than anything! How did I get so lucky? They are such good kids. And cute on top of being good. So what if Dax clawed Ryker's neck and took a chunk of skin off? Or punched Reese in the guts for standing on his stool? Ok so they are good MOST of the time. SO cute. Sometimes when they are all in the same room with me I look at them and think "holy crap, I have 4 kids..." When did that happen? Love them all. I am so happy they're mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFTnM_aA4Xg/TzOEf8MVnGI/AAAAAAAAF5E/ccg23HcS7-0/s1600/dax%2Bhigh%2Bwaters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707050837077236834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFTnM_aA4Xg/TzOEf8MVnGI/AAAAAAAAF5E/ccg23HcS7-0/s320/dax%2Bhigh%2Bwaters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad helped him pull those awesome sweatpants up after he used the potty...that's why they look so dorky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEvVforFCiE/TzOEZ7KEdWI/AAAAAAAAF44/AE7eRnsfElQ/s1600/dax%2Bgordon%2Bhayward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707050733720073570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEvVforFCiE/TzOEZ7KEdWI/AAAAAAAAF44/AE7eRnsfElQ/s320/dax%2Bgordon%2Bhayward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax came up to me and said "Mom, I'm Gordon Hayward". Wrong sport dude, but it's still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ypmaXnl5I/TzOEVQPTHZI/AAAAAAAAF4s/cmM-YfCckjw/s1600/dax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707050653479804306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ypmaXnl5I/TzOEVQPTHZI/AAAAAAAAF4s/cmM-YfCckjw/s320/dax.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OfrfLpklleM/TzOEQ8y5O5I/AAAAAAAAF4g/I4eVEmKxLVM/s1600/daddy%2Band%2Bindi%2B4%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707050579540917138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OfrfLpklleM/TzOEQ8y5O5I/AAAAAAAAF4g/I4eVEmKxLVM/s320/daddy%2Band%2Bindi%2B4%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves this big guy. Everytime she hears his voice when he comes home from work...BIG SMILES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBWR_lE_414/TzOENH3DmAI/AAAAAAAAF4U/5gyxQctGD5k/s1600/dad%2Bindi%2Bjazz%2Bgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707050513791686658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBWR_lE_414/TzOENH3DmAI/AAAAAAAAF4U/5gyxQctGD5k/s320/dad%2Bindi%2Bjazz%2Bgame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indi is not enthused by the Jazz game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNkyo4UfMbc/TzOEJD89NAI/AAAAAAAAF4I/EBdhG6Dnuow/s1600/Bumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707050444023215106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNkyo4UfMbc/TzOEJD89NAI/AAAAAAAAF4I/EBdhG6Dnuow/s320/Bumbo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got Indi a Bumbo and she of course, looks cuter than cute in it. Love this baby. She melts my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuAgJg_0Lk/TzODpz5eWVI/AAAAAAAAF38/g7k8KH1aZPA/s1600/Ryk%2Btrack%2Band%2Bfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707049907137698130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuAgJg_0Lk/TzODpz5eWVI/AAAAAAAAF38/g7k8KH1aZPA/s320/Ryk%2Btrack%2Band%2Bfield.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Ryker with his new "obsession", track and field. He can't wait for his uncle Charlie's next visit so he can show him his skills. This kid's imagination never ceases to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all I've got. More to come soon! We better get going on some Valentine crafts. I guess I better find some...sugar cookies...does that count?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8838075086105244336?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8838075086105244336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8838075086105244336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8838075086105244336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8838075086105244336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPbBFH7PwZk/TzOGeOH0UQI/AAAAAAAAF74/bHfAP7fUtXs/s72-c/tummy%2Btime%2Bindi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8209744644761124623</id><published>2012-01-26T07:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:20:16.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I have been sucking it up on blog posts. The only reason I have the computer open is because I have to speak in church this Sunday. Boo. I don't love it, but we knew it was coming since we're new in the ward. Oh well...just get it over with I guess! It's Thursday so I guess I should get started. I'm such a procrastinator...such a Hill. I'm better under pressure anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month we have been unpacking and organizing...kind of. I did the laundry room and Indi's room. Doesn't that count for anything? I could have been a lot more productive, but have had other things going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, Dax is FINALLY potty trained! It was a long rough road. I finally just said we were out of diapers, and we were. He got mad at first but I stuck with it. Then he got really excited about it. Once he figured it out, he was great! He got it quicker than the other two, it just took him a year longer to get motivated. He did crap his pants last night, but he thought it was disgusting to get cleaned up so lets hope he doesn't do that again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet little Indi Jo is 4 months old already! I can't even believe it. Time goes so fast. She is so cute I can't stand it. I love her so much. She is such a happy smiling baby. The other night she was lying on the floor and I started talking to her. Everything I say she just cracked up. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5pKTmMDZ8w/TyFquzI2rBI/AAAAAAAAF3w/5zreYW1otxs/s1600/Spunky%2BIndi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701955955461630994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5pKTmMDZ8w/TyFquzI2rBI/AAAAAAAAF3w/5zreYW1otxs/s320/Spunky%2BIndi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at this spunky little chick! I love her in this outfit. She looks so cute. She is so close to rolling over, that darn arm gets in the way. I guess it counts as rolling over but she just can't get her arm out of the way. I wonder if she has a hard time practicing because her siblings won't leave her along! They "help" her roll over. Unfortunately they aren't doing her any favors. She reaches out and holds toys and has the prettiest blue eyes! Love this baby girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8209744644761124623?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8209744644761124623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8209744644761124623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8209744644761124623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8209744644761124623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/01/wow-i-have-been-sucking-it-up-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5pKTmMDZ8w/TyFquzI2rBI/AAAAAAAAF3w/5zreYW1otxs/s72-c/Spunky%2BIndi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-2539584859953861672</id><published>2012-01-06T13:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:49:17.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dax's Room Talks</title><content type='html'>Last night Dax came out of his room and said "my room is talking to me". Cole said "what is it saying?"He said his room told him he was mean. Cole asked im what else his room was saying and he said "it said that I shoud come out here and play the ipad". Hahaha what a clever little terd. So Cole told him to go tell his room to stop talking. Dax went in his room and yelled "BE QUIET ROOM!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pjFggvrI_I/TwdcAJGH3tI/AAAAAAAAF3k/I9vHbLDEWIk/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694621411344637650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pjFggvrI_I/TwdcAJGH3tI/AAAAAAAAF3k/I9vHbLDEWIk/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night at dinner Cole asked who would like to say the prayer. Reese said she would like to. We look over at Dax and he has a huge cheeser grin on his face and was raising his hand because he really wanted to say it. So cute. So Reese let him do it instead. What a nice sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His prayer are so cute. He says "thank you for my blankets, and for the fireworks, and for our house, and for lovie..." and then I have to remind him to blessed the food. Everytime he whispers "I already said that! I already did!" he argues with me during the prayer. He's such a sweet little boy...most the time :) Now if we could only get him potty trained!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-2539584859953861672?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2539584859953861672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=2539584859953861672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2539584859953861672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2539584859953861672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/01/daxs-room-talks.html' title='Dax&apos;s Room Talks'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pjFggvrI_I/TwdcAJGH3tI/AAAAAAAAF3k/I9vHbLDEWIk/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-2021099378068488159</id><published>2012-01-06T12:47:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:33:41.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>This Thanksgiving we went to Grandma Judy's like we always do! We had a great time. There were TONS of people there and it was a blast! We didn't get our tree this year on Thanksgiving day like we normally do because of the move. So that was a bummer, but it just didn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ib_4Kq5w_6U/TwdYiA549hI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/TjCsQ9fbLmU/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694617595214886418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ib_4Kq5w_6U/TwdYiA549hI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/TjCsQ9fbLmU/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker wrestling with cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F5HIoIlsV0k/TwdYO2LNUNI/AAAAAAAAF3M/8Xk86ntuRag/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694617265917219026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F5HIoIlsV0k/TwdYO2LNUNI/AAAAAAAAF3M/8Xk86ntuRag/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet Indi Jo and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8g9cKQD-50/TwdW1wS7IcI/AAAAAAAAF3A/arooQIW58vo/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694615735330611650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8g9cKQD-50/TwdW1wS7IcI/AAAAAAAAF3A/arooQIW58vo/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indi and Colie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYPZ6Z6KuII/TwdWfPgD3TI/AAAAAAAAF20/ch2wwjZT76s/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694615348570217778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYPZ6Z6KuII/TwdWfPgD3TI/AAAAAAAAF20/ch2wwjZT76s/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and his uncle Slim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WFdqSa1VzA/TwdWB_grtNI/AAAAAAAAF2o/8gA81M-2urY/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694614846061655250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WFdqSa1VzA/TwdWB_grtNI/AAAAAAAAF2o/8gA81M-2urY/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins! Reese had me do her hair like a turkey. I have a better picture but I don't know where it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnVHvaelvQA/TwdVtj5OyZI/AAAAAAAAF2c/lRowdayCz9k/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694614495051041170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnVHvaelvQA/TwdVtj5OyZI/AAAAAAAAF2c/lRowdayCz9k/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAHsr79pCvo/TwdU3aWdk7I/AAAAAAAAF2Q/WfgL6Iz-_SI/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694613564776354738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAHsr79pCvo/TwdU3aWdk7I/AAAAAAAAF2Q/WfgL6Iz-_SI/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie Pie Daxie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4a0J81APhL0/TwdT886OwQI/AAAAAAAAF2E/nWn-_OJq2XM/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694612560440901890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4a0J81APhL0/TwdT886OwQI/AAAAAAAAF2E/nWn-_OJq2XM/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese and her cousin Karlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QvlNU-3cRY/TwdTryMUZ0I/AAAAAAAAF14/3_iLSpO7w3Q/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694612265506203458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QvlNU-3cRY/TwdTryMUZ0I/AAAAAAAAF14/3_iLSpO7w3Q/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole and his brother Jared. This is him "smiling". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving! I can't believe the holidays are over. Time goes by so freaking fast! yuck!&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/5360406300564745573-2021099378068488159?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2021099378068488159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=2021099378068488159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2021099378068488159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2021099378068488159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ib_4Kq5w_6U/TwdYiA549hI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/TjCsQ9fbLmU/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1361395466737586597</id><published>2012-01-04T21:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:12:02.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Indi Pics</title><content type='html'>Indi is getting so big! She's already 3 1/2 months old :( She is smiling, giggling and working on rolling over. She rolls to her side. She is fascinated with her hands. She looks at them like they are brand new everytime she sees them. It's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ9bkLRuknA/TwUtYxix9GI/AAAAAAAAF1s/CevHx7SVZ4A/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694007207519188066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ9bkLRuknA/TwUtYxix9GI/AAAAAAAAF1s/CevHx7SVZ4A/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indi smiling at her dad. She sure likes that big guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqGSCPYHn8M/TwUtHh85UkI/AAAAAAAAF1g/lTjyd30cUEo/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694006911275979330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqGSCPYHn8M/TwUtHh85UkI/AAAAAAAAF1g/lTjyd30cUEo/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How sweet is this picture? love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAMrVgHYhOs/TwUsYkLj9-I/AAAAAAAAF1U/U5W3GHe49e8/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694006104420513762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAMrVgHYhOs/TwUsYkLj9-I/AAAAAAAAF1U/U5W3GHe49e8/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BFFs. If I have to tell Reese to get out of her face one more time...She will not leave her alone. She is constantly in her face kissing her. Indi can't get an ounce of sleep unless she's in her room. Everyone wakes her up! They all just love her so much they can't resist. She's pretty loveable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pe-3qeDlYDw/TwUsDhN0FoI/AAAAAAAAF1I/U26jzd_Mo3Q/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694005742847399554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pe-3qeDlYDw/TwUsDhN0FoI/AAAAAAAAF1I/U26jzd_Mo3Q/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indi looks like she's had a rough day in this picture. But it's cute regardless. She was ready for bed. Being a cute lil baby is hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm6Qv5mIjhU/TwUrxyebC7I/AAAAAAAAF08/MLLfAWOPZFU/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694005438242818994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gm6Qv5mIjhU/TwUrxyebC7I/AAAAAAAAF08/MLLfAWOPZFU/s320/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is getting to the point now where she cries, I pick her up or even walk in front of her and she gives me huge smiles. She knows how to get what she wants! I love this little baby so much. She's so sweet. &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/5360406300564745573-1361395466737586597?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1361395466737586597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1361395466737586597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1361395466737586597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1361395466737586597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-random-indi-pics.html' title='Some Random Indi Pics'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ9bkLRuknA/TwUtYxix9GI/AAAAAAAAF1s/CevHx7SVZ4A/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2B2011%2B013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6712883600550284227</id><published>2012-01-02T21:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:47:32.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLofkQx49YA/TwKHCPAXPxI/AAAAAAAAF0w/A_7HcH8A0Gg/s1600/downsized_1206011033%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693261351407271698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLofkQx49YA/TwKHCPAXPxI/AAAAAAAAF0w/A_7HcH8A0Gg/s320/downsized_1206011033%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. My name is Ivonka from Ukrane. I am gymnast. Some day I go to Olympics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this silly little girl! She is so funny. She is in gymnastics and loves it. Mostly so she can socialize I'm sure. She doesn't take it too seriously but she's having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids start their new school tomorrow. We have to get up really early so I can take Ryker to school. We don't know who his teacher is yet. It will be nice when the bus come directly to the house to pick him up and drop him off! I'm worried about Reese since she had a rough time at church yesterday. I hope she does ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and saw puss in boots today. It was really funny! I liked it. We wanted to do one more fun thing before school starts up again. Hopefully this week we can get some snow! It's weird outside. It's jacket weather in January. Hopefully this doesn't mean that winter lasts until May :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-6712883600550284227?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6712883600550284227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6712883600550284227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6712883600550284227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6712883600550284227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLofkQx49YA/TwKHCPAXPxI/AAAAAAAAF0w/A_7HcH8A0Gg/s72-c/downsized_1206011033%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1450877430996262895</id><published>2012-01-01T15:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:31:16.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>We finally moved! And all the craziness is over...for now. It will be nice to have winter to get all unpacked. I have a lot more to do...A LOT. I didn't work on it much wit Christmas going on and all. So when the kids start school again, it's time to seriously unpack and potty train Dax. Yuck...not looking forward to that. He's such a stubborn little terd. I hope I can do it. At this rate, Indi will be potty trained before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot happened in 2011. We were very busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dax started primary today. So weird. He seems too young for that. He cried at first but he did great! Reese had a hard time with a new ward and new class. But she did great. She sat on her teachers lap. She cried at first. She was just nervous. Ryker went right to class. When I checked on them Dax and another little boy were comparing teeth, Reese was on her teacher's lap touching her jewelry and face. I'm sure she loved that. Reese is extremely touchy-feely. And Ryker looked really into the lesson. So we did great! Indi however, wanted to be in the hallway the whole time. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have one more day off tomorrow and then they start their new school. They are very excited. I hope Reese does ok. She's nervous but excited. Ryker is just excited there is a football feild at his new school. He's obsessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that things have calmed down a bit, I'll be posting more! Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1450877430996262895?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1450877430996262895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1450877430996262895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1450877430996262895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1450877430996262895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5581268228495138812</id><published>2011-12-06T14:42:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:54:54.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Crafting!</title><content type='html'>I'll admit, I was not in the mood at all to do any fun Halloween crafts with the kids after having a baby and while organizing a craft fair. BUT...I made myself do it and once we got started it was fun! They love doing this stuff and it creates fun memories. What's more important than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTDPf6e2SkY/Tt6oKTL925I/AAAAAAAAF0Y/vNiaGPo3bZo/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683164674690767762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTDPf6e2SkY/Tt6oKTL925I/AAAAAAAAF0Y/vNiaGPo3bZo/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought these masks at Michael's. They had lots of fun painting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5jNlR4knXg/Tt6n2EQtURI/AAAAAAAAF0M/LpaBRMeAEIg/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683164327086739730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5jNlR4knXg/Tt6n2EQtURI/AAAAAAAAF0M/LpaBRMeAEIg/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love Dax's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXDUfeVvYnw/Tt6nJJ1HPDI/AAAAAAAAF0A/WGwwoON2zWs/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683163555487497266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXDUfeVvYnw/Tt6nJJ1HPDI/AAAAAAAAF0A/WGwwoON2zWs/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He just likes to mix all the paint together. He had a vision and went with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KI3ewNlVYWU/Tt6kneypttI/AAAAAAAAFz0/rK6-ZfMm__A/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683160777975510738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KI3ewNlVYWU/Tt6kneypttI/AAAAAAAAFz0/rK6-ZfMm__A/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GrihE2bUPR0/Tt6jnwjus4I/AAAAAAAAFzo/SqGKcEEMoN4/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683159683233133442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GrihE2bUPR0/Tt6jnwjus4I/AAAAAAAAFzo/SqGKcEEMoN4/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftQBK39PwUg/Tt6jQgDcqNI/AAAAAAAAFzc/7G7B0C15_gU/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683159283665774802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftQBK39PwUg/Tt6jQgDcqNI/AAAAAAAAFzc/7G7B0C15_gU/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next we painted glitter on pumpkins we grew in the garden. We planted them late so they never turned orange. They still look good though! The kids were happy with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm2qQBkkYOk/Tt6iflZJbeI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/mKUrsDbf3K0/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683158443285376482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm2qQBkkYOk/Tt6iflZJbeI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/mKUrsDbf3K0/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax thought this Halloween crafting stuff was pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-90r0rHNshgQ/Tt6iHPwGRHI/AAAAAAAAFzE/lBBCb1SyHU0/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683158025159197810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-90r0rHNshgQ/Tt6iHPwGRHI/AAAAAAAAFzE/lBBCb1SyHU0/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese painted for hours. Glitter is her favorite color ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WwNvLlXV4R8/Tt6hWnt4bwI/AAAAAAAAFy4/jPqU8MpF0dA/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683157189778763522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WwNvLlXV4R8/Tt6hWnt4bwI/AAAAAAAAFy4/jPqU8MpF0dA/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvHIKRbcodM/Tt6ggvubNlI/AAAAAAAAFys/nkk28RmU7sA/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683156264215590482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvHIKRbcodM/Tt6ggvubNlI/AAAAAAAAFys/nkk28RmU7sA/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next we made witch hats out of cookies and ice cream cones. Dax just ate the candy. He wasn't into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghIXoy7ksMY/Tt6gCpVwTKI/AAAAAAAAFyg/cfUKVHTAcFo/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683155747105426594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghIXoy7ksMY/Tt6gCpVwTKI/AAAAAAAAFyg/cfUKVHTAcFo/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4ylA2rRbhU/Tt6N5BKiOfI/AAAAAAAAFyU/1MOTtOH1stQ/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683135790492826098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4ylA2rRbhU/Tt6N5BKiOfI/AAAAAAAAFyU/1MOTtOH1stQ/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turned out pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fLNMiXPMK4/Tt6NCooZIQI/AAAAAAAAFyI/hFrapF9UTew/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683134856194236674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fLNMiXPMK4/Tt6NCooZIQI/AAAAAAAAFyI/hFrapF9UTew/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More Halloween soon...&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/5360406300564745573-5581268228495138812?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5581268228495138812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5581268228495138812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5581268228495138812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5581268228495138812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/12/halloween-crafting.html' title='Halloween Crafting!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTDPf6e2SkY/Tt6oKTL925I/AAAAAAAAF0Y/vNiaGPo3bZo/s72-c/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1982481475105722957</id><published>2011-12-04T21:40:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:19:01.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dax's 3rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>My sometimes sweet Daxie turned 3! He is at such a fun age. I just love that naughty little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qwk8--9ABTQ/TtxSJ1GBNeI/AAAAAAAAFx8/ZjBDHQKWonI/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682507158659347938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qwk8--9ABTQ/TtxSJ1GBNeI/AAAAAAAAFx8/ZjBDHQKWonI/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a party for him that was Lightning McQeen themed. He's a little obsessed. Ryker had a football game that day, then we got some nuggets from wendy's (dax's fav) and then headed to the movies to watch Cars 2. Then we headed home and got ready for his party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WFoqqfZw8uk/TtxRUTbo4KI/AAAAAAAAFxw/XmiTC55to54/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682506239090155682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WFoqqfZw8uk/TtxRUTbo4KI/AAAAAAAAFxw/XmiTC55to54/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's his McQueen cake. It's not perfect, but he was happy with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZy1fMkNYkE/TtxQ3iupIUI/AAAAAAAAFxk/y29xRBLRuiY/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682505744980189506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZy1fMkNYkE/TtxQ3iupIUI/AAAAAAAAFxk/y29xRBLRuiY/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Erin gave him an excavator. He loved it! But Reese broke it that night. She breaks everything she touches. I don't know why, but she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALy2PjJEZHo/TtxQQFiuvbI/AAAAAAAAFxY/H3btFfmC_DU/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682505067130699186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALy2PjJEZHo/TtxQQFiuvbI/AAAAAAAAFxY/H3btFfmC_DU/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Dax's excitement when he saw his Mcqueen blanket my mom made him. It's so snuggly and he sleeps with it everynight! Hopefully we don't have to haul that one around everywhere like we do lovie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWLtv6R1JW0/TtxPk2mNYdI/AAAAAAAAFxM/IJPsaKpMjJg/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682504324384383442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWLtv6R1JW0/TtxPk2mNYdI/AAAAAAAAFxM/IJPsaKpMjJg/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same face :) Love when they're excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QyRFYiJhPVM/TtxOchnDCuI/AAAAAAAAFxA/5PAYRxjPES4/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682503081800174306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QyRFYiJhPVM/TtxOchnDCuI/AAAAAAAAFxA/5PAYRxjPES4/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jammies and fruit snacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9ayyDFyfa8/TtxOC2QL3LI/AAAAAAAAFw0/sWmj4x3AeH8/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682502640664829106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9ayyDFyfa8/TtxOC2QL3LI/AAAAAAAAFw0/sWmj4x3AeH8/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh he's too cute. He keeps getting cuter too. Love that boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvPH7K4uqu0/TtxNeLK-sNI/AAAAAAAAFwo/NoHZ4jP-sAo/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682502010624979154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvPH7K4uqu0/TtxNeLK-sNI/AAAAAAAAFwo/NoHZ4jP-sAo/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His birthday dinner was spaghetti! His favorite meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22adnHBBtEU/TtxMzQcDi4I/AAAAAAAAFwc/3QOK4zxQVb4/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682501273304402818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22adnHBBtEU/TtxMzQcDi4I/AAAAAAAAFwc/3QOK4zxQVb4/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4plTVDicc38/TtxMQxYrdRI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/fdXUgRqwSj8/s1600/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682500680853189906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4plTVDicc38/TtxMQxYrdRI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/fdXUgRqwSj8/s320/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Buddy! Mom loves you so 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1982481475105722957?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1982481475105722957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1982481475105722957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1982481475105722957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1982481475105722957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/12/daxs-3rd-birthday.html' title='Dax&apos;s 3rd Birthday!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qwk8--9ABTQ/TtxSJ1GBNeI/AAAAAAAAFx8/ZjBDHQKWonI/s72-c/Indi%2527s%2BBlessing%2B2011%2B823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4485503294262848193</id><published>2011-11-27T15:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:54:36.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xia8im0vH0U/TtK9ZsaoV0I/AAAAAAAAFwE/Ql2Gezt6_08/s1600/downsized_1115011603%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679810329184851778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xia8im0vH0U/TtK9ZsaoV0I/AAAAAAAAFwE/Ql2Gezt6_08/s320/downsized_1115011603%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indi is eating very well...as you can see. She is so sweet. She laughs and smiles all the time. Such a little sweetie. She's 2 1/2 months already! Craziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the craft fair! It was a great success. I'm glad I don't have to do it again for a whole year though :) Once a year is enough for me! So before the craft fair I was planning on doing absolutely nothing when the fair was over, for at least a week. Then we find out that we are MOVING!!! Not far, just across town. It has all happened so fast. We are moving in just a couple weeks. So my plan of doing nothing never happened. Not that it would have anyway. So I've been packing up boxes like crazy and trying to get a head start. We have a lot of crap! I'm trying to be organized. I'm going to need a lot more boxes! I would love to get rid of a lot of junk. But my hoarding tendencies kick in and I keep more than I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all of my Christmas shopping done last night. Well, I have to get a few things for Cole, but my kids are finished! I'm so glad. One huge thing to cross of my list of to do's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4485503294262848193?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4485503294262848193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4485503294262848193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4485503294262848193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4485503294262848193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to...'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xia8im0vH0U/TtK9ZsaoV0I/AAAAAAAAFwE/Ql2Gezt6_08/s72-c/downsized_1115011603%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8021635945703302049</id><published>2011-11-02T22:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:04:27.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dax's Prayers</title><content type='html'>Every night Dax says his personal prayers by his bed. It's the cutest thing. He rocks back and forth and moves his head from side to side. This is how he prays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavnly Fawder, Thankful for dis day, thankful for the fireworks, thankful for my bed, thankful for my toys, thankful for my (Mcqueen) blanket, Thankful for my pillow, Thankful for family. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's thankful for the fireworks EVERY NIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet boy. I love to hear his prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8021635945703302049?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8021635945703302049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8021635945703302049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8021635945703302049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8021635945703302049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/11/daxs-prayers.html' title='Dax&apos;s Prayers'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4629275025281103195</id><published>2011-11-02T21:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:00:59.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indi's Progress</title><content type='html'>Well she's smiling like crazy! I love her. And talking a little too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the doctor a couple days ago and she's 11 lbs., 22 1/2 inches long and her head is 15 inches. She's pretty much the cutest. Except at night...like right now, when she's cranky! I hate night time! I can't wait until I love night again. But right now, I just don't. Love my sweet baby though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4629275025281103195?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4629275025281103195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4629275025281103195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4629275025281103195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4629275025281103195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/11/indis-progress.html' title='Indi&apos;s Progress'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-7555843247265558704</id><published>2011-10-28T23:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T23:06:01.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was telling my sister Joey about this picture I saw and I think it's hilarious and fitting for my family. Well...for Cole. He's picky and it's frickin' annoying! I'm pretty sure this is how he was raised. You eat what mom makes and don't complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSdHJ1ynDwA/TquJBegPAiI/AAAAAAAAFv4/Jj6WeBZGBQk/s1600/Supper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668775214437040674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSdHJ1ynDwA/TquJBegPAiI/AAAAAAAAFv4/Jj6WeBZGBQk/s320/Supper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-7555843247265558704?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/7555843247265558704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=7555843247265558704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7555843247265558704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7555843247265558704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-was-telling-my-sister-joey-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSdHJ1ynDwA/TquJBegPAiI/AAAAAAAAFv4/Jj6WeBZGBQk/s72-c/Supper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5982347375636183116</id><published>2011-10-23T22:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:28:27.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have this big bin of mints that have the Boise State logo on them. Dax LOVES them. He'll say about ten times a day "I want a broncos mint".&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were watching the Boise State game. They scored a touchdown and Dax yelled "TOUCHDOWN BRONCOS MINT!" Hahahaha! What a dork&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5982347375636183116?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5982347375636183116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5982347375636183116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5982347375636183116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5982347375636183116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-have-this-big-bin-of-mints-that-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8849750428220724777</id><published>2011-10-21T21:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T22:19:13.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Milestones</title><content type='html'>Wow...I've been slacking. This 4 kids thing is pushing me over the edge. It's a lot of work! I am still waiting to get in my grove again. It's getting way better. I think after the craft fair I will feel kinda normal again, not so crazy busy. I can't forget the important things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indi Jo is 5 weeks old today. I can't believe it. It goes by faster with each one and makes me so sad. Her cord fell off when she was 10 days old and I got teary eyed. It was sad for me. Then I went into the laundry room to throw it away and I missed the garbage can and it went under the dryer. Awesome. Tears gone. I guess I'll be holding onto it a little longer than I planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week she started smiling...like for real. She's not smiling a ton, but she will occasionally when I talk to her. It's so sweet. Makes my heart flutter! We'll go in for her 6 week check up next week and see how much she weighs. She is growing out of newborn stuff. She's really long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her sleeping is a little bit better. But every night at around 10:30 when I'm trying to get her to sleep she gets super cranky and fights sleeping. It's annoying but, she just has to figure things out! Her hair is falling out a little on the top. She still as lots of black hair in the back and it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally cut Dax's hair.....GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have trimmed his bangs so he could see. Poor kid. But I cut the back yesterday. A good 3 inches I'd say. He has the prettiest ringlets in the back. They are, or should I say were, perfect. It was hard to do it. But it was looking girl-long. Too long. He cried when I cut his hair and said it made him sad :( poor kid. I was worried it wouldn't be curly anymore. Well, I was wrong. It's still really curly thank goodness. He kinda looks like the 3 year old version of Sophia Petrillo. But he looks so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so excited for Halloween. He's going to be a skeleton. He only waivered once on his decision and that's when we were at target and saw an optimus prime costume. I can't blame him, optimus is awesome. But he went back to wanting the skeleton. He randomly comes up to me during the day and says "Happy Halloween Mom." It's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he doesn't want to do something he says "I'm too tired" or "I'm too tiny". Well he may be tired, but tiny is something he is NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese is in gymnastics with her good friend Kinley. They are such dorks and have a blast. Reese does her own thing (shocking I know), no matter how many times I tell her to listen to what the teacher says. She's loving kindergarten so far. I honestly think she goes for the social interaction more than learning. She tells me she learns nothing. Weird huh? But she's making lots of friends and likes a little boy who has glasses named Justin. So cute. I think she just likes him for his glasses though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryker is in football right now. He loves it! He is doing awesome at it too. He scored 3 touchdowns at the last game. I have to remind him though when he starts getting a big head that he couldn't have scored those touchdowns without his team. Isnt' that what a mom is supposed to do? Bring you back down to earth? My mom does thank goodness! He is constantly practicing. It's so funny to watch him. He pretends he's throwing it and blocking someone. I have to turn the other direction and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He apparently has a girlfriend. He told me about it before Indi was born. Her name is Mikel. I asked him how he knew she was his girlfriend. Did he ask her?? Did she ask him? His answer was "the look on her face says it all!" Oh man...is this our future? What a dork. At least he's confident! I don't blame this girl, he is one good lookin kid. From what he says she's pretty bossy though. And he said "you DO NOT want to make her mad." That's good training for him. Good for her. Let em know who's boss. Cause we all know the wife rules the roost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also told me a few weeks ago that they aren't boyfriend/girlfriend anymore. I asked him why and he said he didn't know. Then today he told me they are back on again. First grade love...ya just never know. Ryker said his friend told him that Mikel was "smokin hot". Where do these kids get this stuff? Smokin hot? He was a little embarrassed to tell me that. I told him Dad tells me I'm smokin hot all the time. Okay...he doesn't really, but Ryker bought it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the update. All I can think of off the top of my head anyway. The craft fair is just 3 weeks away. I'll be glad when it's over. I hope it's a success again! I'm off to get my cranky baby to sleep! Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8849750428220724777?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8849750428220724777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8849750428220724777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8849750428220724777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8849750428220724777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-milestones.html' title='Some Milestones'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8248840312091396942</id><published>2011-10-11T22:34:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:01:03.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indi Jo Jo</title><content type='html'>My friend Kandis is starting a photography business and did these newborn pictures for Indi. They turned out really cute! But how could they not??? Indi is in them, and she is just the cutest lil thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMbGgl6BnRo/TpUdd25lnYI/AAAAAAAAFvA/tWLUJlixLck/s1600/vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662464505278733698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMbGgl6BnRo/TpUdd25lnYI/AAAAAAAAFvA/tWLUJlixLck/s320/vintage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does she look like a Clinger here or what? Hi mini Cole...did I have nothing to do with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LH6rayDcfWM/TpUdFslJ_JI/AAAAAAAAFu0/QyMjIw6XpwU/s1600/so%2Bsweet%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662464090191821970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LH6rayDcfWM/TpUdFslJ_JI/AAAAAAAAFu0/QyMjIw6XpwU/s320/so%2Bsweet%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJjYh7N2kpo/TpUc3x_qs9I/AAAAAAAAFuo/ykyJUuS6WjE/s1600/so%2Bsweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662463851127026642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJjYh7N2kpo/TpUc3x_qs9I/AAAAAAAAFuo/ykyJUuS6WjE/s320/so%2Bsweet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this one. She's got a little smirk on her face. She's sooooo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srp5cFe_PsU/TpUcrsieNbI/AAAAAAAAFuc/LAeweth7bGI/s1600/sleepin%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662463643503965618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srp5cFe_PsU/TpUcrsieNbI/AAAAAAAAFuc/LAeweth7bGI/s320/sleepin%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWmtI4l6UHs/TpUcUWJhX5I/AAAAAAAAFuQ/BqDi2TOdr6s/s1600/indi%2Bsleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662463242356744082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWmtI4l6UHs/TpUcUWJhX5I/AAAAAAAAFuQ/BqDi2TOdr6s/s320/indi%2Bsleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has really long fingers. Kandis said it looks like she needs another knuckle on her finger. haha she really wanted to stretch her fingers out for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aspld6pWndE/TpUcGTpPwOI/AAAAAAAAFuE/7Fg-wGmKM48/s1600/indi%2Bclose%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662463001166332130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aspld6pWndE/TpUcGTpPwOI/AAAAAAAAFuE/7Fg-wGmKM48/s320/indi%2Bclose%2Bup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcLwDp0HAxc/TpUb675UySI/AAAAAAAAFt4/WZflg6hABmI/s1600/indi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662462805812758818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcLwDp0HAxc/TpUb675UySI/AAAAAAAAFt4/WZflg6hABmI/s320/indi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom got her this headband for her blessing day. I think it's so sweet we had to get some of her in this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMQreQEJI-k/TpUbqh0rqdI/AAAAAAAAFts/Vfh_E2_uQnQ/s1600/BW%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662462523936057810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMQreQEJI-k/TpUbqh0rqdI/AAAAAAAAFts/Vfh_E2_uQnQ/s320/BW%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEmgdgMU3Dk/TpUbcHF7r5I/AAAAAAAAFtg/lHuqIgHDBEE/s1600/BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662462276242485138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEmgdgMU3Dk/TpUbcHF7r5I/AAAAAAAAFtg/lHuqIgHDBEE/s320/BW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_YLVsVp5kk/TpUbAe_yX9I/AAAAAAAAFtU/VIzqiLY-150/s1600/baby%2Bfeet%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662461801622822866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_YLVsVp5kk/TpUbAe_yX9I/AAAAAAAAFtU/VIzqiLY-150/s320/baby%2Bfeet%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love feet pictures. Well, baby feet pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EbLzhCNgPo/TpUaWK4vUJI/AAAAAAAAFtI/QUa024gQavk/s1600/baby%2Bfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662461074670047378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EbLzhCNgPo/TpUaWK4vUJI/AAAAAAAAFtI/QUa024gQavk/s320/baby%2Bfeet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Kandis! They turned out great!&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/5360406300564745573-8248840312091396942?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8248840312091396942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8248840312091396942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8248840312091396942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8248840312091396942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/10/indi-jo-jo.html' title='Indi Jo Jo'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMbGgl6BnRo/TpUdd25lnYI/AAAAAAAAFvA/tWLUJlixLck/s72-c/vintage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5438309115996044121</id><published>2011-10-09T23:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:37:45.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S CRAFT FAIR TIME!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>That's right...IT'S CRAFT FAIR TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th annual&lt;br /&gt;CRAFT FAIR!!&lt;br /&gt;Rigby Jr. High School&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, November 12&lt;br /&gt;9 a.m. to 5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want vendor information, you can contact me at &lt;a href="mailto:kateclinger@hotmail.com"&gt;kateclinger@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited this year! It's a little over-whelming with a newborn and all, but I can do it! My mom has been helping me do fliers...she's a saint! She sits in the car with the two youngers and I go into businesses and hang fliers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a month away! Crazy! I hope I make it through this next month...and I hope my family does too :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5438309115996044121?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5438309115996044121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5438309115996044121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5438309115996044121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5438309115996044121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-craft-fair-time.html' title='IT&apos;S CRAFT FAIR TIME!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-7011858717294592969</id><published>2011-09-26T21:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:46:24.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Thrity, Flirty and FABULOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>That's right...Cole is 30!!!! His birthday was yesterday. I got tickets for him and Ryker to go to the Boise State/Tulsa game in Boise. They had a blast. I'm so glad they got to do that together. I also threw a surprise party for Cole last week and he was really surprised...I think :) We had a great time. He got spoiled this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIgcH4fryqA/ToFFBbpIgKI/AAAAAAAAFtA/JQWcEREuCyg/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656878497856520354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIgcH4fryqA/ToFFBbpIgKI/AAAAAAAAFtA/JQWcEREuCyg/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids keep reminding him how old he is. I have to keep reminding him that I am a young and vibrant gal in my twenties. Awe...to be young again. Cole will never know again! haha Love ya Colie!&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/5360406300564745573-7011858717294592969?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/7011858717294592969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=7011858717294592969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7011858717294592969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7011858717294592969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/hes-thrity-flirty-and-fabulous.html' title='He&apos;s Thrity, Flirty and FABULOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIgcH4fryqA/ToFFBbpIgKI/AAAAAAAAFtA/JQWcEREuCyg/s72-c/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-349169366575045728</id><published>2011-09-24T22:39:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:01:46.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These pictures were taken right when she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46MmznfqZWI/Tn60mXKVokI/AAAAAAAAFs4/iRsK-IhSLv8/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656156753169326658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46MmznfqZWI/Tn60mXKVokI/AAAAAAAAFs4/iRsK-IhSLv8/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awe...i just love this sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ix_1l-sEMgo/Tn60QSrwRFI/AAAAAAAAFsw/m7GesPJ3N_0/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656156374010184786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ix_1l-sEMgo/Tn60QSrwRFI/AAAAAAAAFsw/m7GesPJ3N_0/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm happy she's here! and happy it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLxjOTVYS_k/Tn6z8u2wkhI/AAAAAAAAFso/TITe3Dhcl7g/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656156037975151122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLxjOTVYS_k/Tn6z8u2wkhI/AAAAAAAAFso/TITe3Dhcl7g/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those tafingas (toes+fingers=tafingas!) She has the longest toes ever! They look like fingers! haha They're so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-miNF3Io6rO4/Tn6zu-Zqu3I/AAAAAAAAFsg/SaVa05n3NZA/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656155801629932402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-miNF3Io6rO4/Tn6zu-Zqu3I/AAAAAAAAFsg/SaVa05n3NZA/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was freezing afterwards. The nurse got me a warm blanket and it was heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7hSyJSNPjE/Tn6za6A0r1I/AAAAAAAAFsY/oTzr0yMWICU/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656155456854601554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7hSyJSNPjE/Tn6za6A0r1I/AAAAAAAAFsY/oTzr0yMWICU/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these pictures of Cole with Indi. They're so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgmA0oSLtyE/Tn6zBvcGBuI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/tn6V0VimSYE/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656155024519464674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgmA0oSLtyE/Tn6zBvcGBuI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/tn6V0VimSYE/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9wueqzw3slk/Tn6yuws-CgI/AAAAAAAAFsI/vU_Q-ZFGrew/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656154698441165314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9wueqzw3slk/Tn6yuws-CgI/AAAAAAAAFsI/vU_Q-ZFGrew/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favorite. I love how they are looking at each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5_LFLuCmSc/Tn6yU4O8XdI/AAAAAAAAFsA/bQPrsbpd60k/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656154253786111442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5_LFLuCmSc/Tn6yU4O8XdI/AAAAAAAAFsA/bQPrsbpd60k/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUYTQrpFKEM/Tn6xXAn_-AI/AAAAAAAAFr4/mTqLcdZ1MGw/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656153190886799362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUYTQrpFKEM/Tn6xXAn_-AI/AAAAAAAAFr4/mTqLcdZ1MGw/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x9hZMZSXZyc/Tn6w-z3V_4I/AAAAAAAAFrw/0t1B_AHuWK0/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656152775144636290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x9hZMZSXZyc/Tn6w-z3V_4I/AAAAAAAAFrw/0t1B_AHuWK0/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-349169366575045728?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/349169366575045728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=349169366575045728&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/349169366575045728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/349169366575045728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/these-pictures-were-taken-right-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46MmznfqZWI/Tn60mXKVokI/AAAAAAAAFs4/iRsK-IhSLv8/s72-c/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-3663277199078737984</id><published>2011-09-24T16:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:51:45.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to the hospital</title><content type='html'>We took Dax with us to the hospital until my sister Erin could come get him. He was such a good boy. He just sat and watched a show. I thought all the hospital stuff would make him nervous or scared, but he didn't care at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRiMYWdUBA8/Tn5m2sXRISI/AAAAAAAAFro/QXX4mVqoMEA/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656071271831642402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRiMYWdUBA8/Tn5m2sXRISI/AAAAAAAAFro/QXX4mVqoMEA/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being a dork while we waited for Dad and Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wOgewdBgbdk/Tn5l5k_NFuI/AAAAAAAAFrg/g94R5rExroE/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656070221879645922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wOgewdBgbdk/Tn5l5k_NFuI/AAAAAAAAFrg/g94R5rExroE/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can he get any cuter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym0Z411V4-k/Tn5ljortrzI/AAAAAAAAFrY/Na-wR10wNXY/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656069844914515762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym0Z411V4-k/Tn5ljortrzI/AAAAAAAAFrY/Na-wR10wNXY/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was pouring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9hMitvT_qs/Tn5lEBJSLGI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/H23slseHuvo/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656069301725178978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9hMitvT_qs/Tn5lEBJSLGI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/H23slseHuvo/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIG MAMMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNjp3-8hVbw/Tn5kpmpzMeI/AAAAAAAAFrI/snauDV72DBs/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656068847937204706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNjp3-8hVbw/Tn5kpmpzMeI/AAAAAAAAFrI/snauDV72DBs/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom helping me get comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55T7Ep9fgqU/Tn5hFgEtryI/AAAAAAAAFrA/v-sLTg5Ljrg/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656064929160867618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55T7Ep9fgqU/Tn5hFgEtryI/AAAAAAAAFrA/v-sLTg5Ljrg/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe...love this big guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwL3pUI1I3E/Tn5gw-z95DI/AAAAAAAAFq4/8rFwSb-LeMY/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656064576634872882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwL3pUI1I3E/Tn5gw-z95DI/AAAAAAAAFq4/8rFwSb-LeMY/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just minutes before she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to come!&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/5360406300564745573-3663277199078737984?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/3663277199078737984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=3663277199078737984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3663277199078737984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3663277199078737984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/getting-to-hospital.html' title='Getting to the hospital'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LRiMYWdUBA8/Tn5m2sXRISI/AAAAAAAAFro/QXX4mVqoMEA/s72-c/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8454263540041564195</id><published>2011-09-23T21:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T21:53:56.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indi VS. Reese</title><content type='html'>I think they look a lot alike. They both had/have black hair. Indi just has more of it than Reese did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TuE9YaPyA/Tn1TLjFbPqI/AAAAAAAAFqw/7d4hCsuKAPQ/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655768164908875426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TuE9YaPyA/Tn1TLjFbPqI/AAAAAAAAFqw/7d4hCsuKAPQ/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indi. She looks happy doesn't she? She's 24 hours old here :) This is right after we got home from the hospital. I was so glad to be home in my own bed. I think she was happy to be home to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q5XhNm_02E/Tn1SxXaaIQI/AAAAAAAAFqo/ve6pUxRpCDY/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655767715099058434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q5XhNm_02E/Tn1SxXaaIQI/AAAAAAAAFqo/ve6pUxRpCDY/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture. She looks so sweet in that little bundle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGnycQZOqy4/Tn1SFcr-mTI/AAAAAAAAFqg/01xfX5vYVyI/s1600/2007%2B117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655766960600684850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGnycQZOqy4/Tn1SFcr-mTI/AAAAAAAAFqg/01xfX5vYVyI/s320/2007%2B117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is Reese. She is already getting chunky when this photo was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cIWYMjm_la8/Tn1RybcVpDI/AAAAAAAAFqY/EOJlmKs9Dw4/s1600/2007%2B086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655766633849136178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cIWYMjm_la8/Tn1RybcVpDI/AAAAAAAAFqY/EOJlmKs9Dw4/s320/2007%2B086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese again. I think there are definitely some similarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8454263540041564195?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8454263540041564195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8454263540041564195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8454263540041564195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8454263540041564195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/indi-vs-reese.html' title='Indi VS. Reese'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TuE9YaPyA/Tn1TLjFbPqI/AAAAAAAAFqw/7d4hCsuKAPQ/s72-c/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-2801000976742585288</id><published>2011-09-23T20:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T21:30:01.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>September 16, 2011</title><content type='html'>The day our sweet baby Indi Jo was born! She is so so so so so sweet. We just love her to pieces. So...time for the birth story, which is only interesting to me and someday Indi when she reads it in her own little book. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be induced Wednesday, September 14, one day before my due date. But I thought it would be more convenient to do it on Thursday so then I could have the whole weekend with Cole. I knew he wouldn't take Friday off too. I just know him too well! So I bumped it back to Thursday. Thursday, September 15 (my due date) I got people to watch my kids all figured out and got them to where they needed to be and then Cole and I headed up to Rexburg to the hospital. On our way, the hospital said they didn't have room until one of the moms delivered. So they said just to wait and they will give us a call. We wanted to be as close to the hospital as possible so when they said we could come, we were ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to my parents house and Cole took me for a bumpy ride on the razor (4wheeler) through a potato field. It was EXTREMELY bumpy, and pretty fun too. But it almost made me puke. Yuck. So that little trick didn't work. Then we went and got spicy food at a mexican restaurant. That didn't work either. While we were finishing up eating, the hospital called and said it didn't look like there was room that day. They said we could come in the next day (Friday) or Saturday morning. We chose Friday. I was so ready to just have it over with. It had been a stressful week and I just wanted our baby here. We went and picked up the kids and got ready to start all over again the next day. I felt mentally drained. It's disappointing to think it's going to happen one day and it gets pushed back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of Friday, September 16, we got the kids off to school. The day before I had a low tire and when Cole was filling it up we noticed that our back tires were really bald and the front weren't too far from it. So then, I of course, was worried for the next day. On Friday morning I told Cole that I wanted to get new tires that morning so we didn't have to worry about Aunt Erin driving the kids around town with in a ticking time bomb. I told him don't argue, I'm doing it. He didn't want to do it that day, but he went along with his crazy pregnant wife. He's so smart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed up to Rexburg with Dax and my mom met us at the hospital. September 16 was a gloomy, rainy day. It poured on our drive to the hospital. We checked in and got into our room. I put my cute hospital gown on and the nurse put in the IV and got pitocin in my system. Then it was just a waiting game. Cole and my mom ate Wendy's right in front of me :( I was pretty hungry by the afternoon. I just wanted something salty. My mom smuggled in some chips and I was happy about that. My doctor came in and broke my water and it took a little while for the pain to start. When the pain was getting pretty strong, I got my epidural and was a happy camper. Such a wonderful thing! I had contractions that were off the charts and I couldn't feel a thing. My mom was shocked by that. She didn't have the luxury of epidurals when she had babies. I got really tired once I had the epidural so I took a little nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses didn't check my progress for a really long time. Good thing the Boise State game was on. They were playing Toledo. Cole was happy he didn't have to miss the game :) It was about 7:15 and I suddenly got the strongest urge to push! It was really weird. I couldn't feel a thing, just pressure. I have felt this before with the other three obviously, but not until it was time to push. I told my mom and Cole that it was definitely time. I could hardly resist pushing. Mom got the nurse and she came in and checked me. She said I was only at a 7. I thought that was hard to believe. Maybe I needed more medication if I could feel it that strong and was only at a 7????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just kept getting stronger. The nurse check me again not even 10 minutes later and she said "Oh...yup, you're ready!" Ya...I'm pretty sure I was ready 10 minutes before that, she was just off on her previous check. She called my doctor and got everything ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was getting ready and we were waiting for the doctor to get there, I asked Cole (who was still watching the game) to show my mom how to work the video camera. You know, to record her after she was born. He ignored me at first, and then when I asked him again, he was irritated that I was asking him to do such a thing when the first half of the game was ending. Uh...I had to point out what was about to happen here...very shortly in fact. He then realized and laughed it off. He joked that our baby better be born during half time so we don't miss the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know, she would be born a lot faster than we thought. The doctor walked in right when the 2nd quarter was ending. Cole turned off the tv and then the action started. I pushed 4 times, during 1 contraction and she was out. Cole had to turn the game back on just to see where the game was at because it was so fast. There was at least 5 minutes of half time left. AMAZING! Cole thought that was very considerate of her. Anywho... It was so easy. No stitches make for a fast recovery =D. I can't get over how easy it was. Her tiny little head helped :) I thought for sure she was going to come out a boy. So when he said "girl" I was a little surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He set her on my chest. There's not a better feeling in the world than that. It's amazing how much you love your little baby right when you meet them isn't it? An instant bond. She is the sweetest little munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighed 7 lbs. 1 oz.&lt;br /&gt;20 inches long&lt;br /&gt;and perfect in everyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got pictures...lots of pictures. Cole and I couldn't be happier with her. And same with her brothers and sister. They love her so much they can't get enough of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after she was born and things calmed down a little bit, I suddenly got so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. The nurse brought me in some food and I made myself stay awake long enough to eat something because I was starving. Then I fell asleep for about an hour. It was great. I was completely exhausted. I took a shower, the nurse bathed Indi and put blue and orange bows on her head. They moved us to a different room and we got some much needed sleep. She slept for 5 hours in the nursery. I needed it! She nurses great and has an extremely squeaky voice. Just like her sister. She also has black hair, just like Reesie did. It would be cute if the black hair stayed, but it's not going to. That's ok. I don't want her to feel like an outcast from her brothers and sister :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have such a sweet little baby girl. We love you Indi Jo Jo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-2801000976742585288?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2801000976742585288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=2801000976742585288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2801000976742585288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2801000976742585288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-16-2011.html' title='September 16, 2011'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-2358093859014173450</id><published>2011-09-19T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:09:24.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indi Jo Clinger</title><content type='html'>Sweet baby Indi Jo was born Friday, September 16 at 7:49 p.m. She weighed 7 lbs. 1 oz. and was 20 inches long. When we left the hospital she weighed 6 lbs. 13 oz. She is a tiny little peanut and we couldn't be happier with her. She is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNSWXB6HGmo/TngCqa4RF-I/AAAAAAAAFqQ/1ltFtgNg8nU/s1600/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654272259956742114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNSWXB6HGmo/TngCqa4RF-I/AAAAAAAAFqQ/1ltFtgNg8nU/s320/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her first yawn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write the long boring birth story later! And I have A LOT of picture to post. We are loving having her.&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/5360406300564745573-2358093859014173450?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2358093859014173450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=2358093859014173450&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2358093859014173450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2358093859014173450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/indi-jo-clinger.html' title='Indi Jo Clinger'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNSWXB6HGmo/TngCqa4RF-I/AAAAAAAAFqQ/1ltFtgNg8nU/s72-c/Baby%2BIndi%2BSept.%2B16%2B2011%2B054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8571580533666647391</id><published>2011-09-14T20:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:16:47.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Good Dad</title><content type='html'>I got Reese a nail "fiber" (is what she calls it) at the store. I never thought something like a nail fiber would make her so happy. She was filing everyone's nails. Cole was her first client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6hrR7r95nY/TnFsT_uSa-I/AAAAAAAAFqI/x1lsXX18ARw/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652418098105576418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6hrR7r95nY/TnFsT_uSa-I/AAAAAAAAFqI/x1lsXX18ARw/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the leg cross. It was like a real life nail salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-nHg3h4pwY/TnFr-3TjHQI/AAAAAAAAFqA/4IokKNMn4JU/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652417735068687618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-nHg3h4pwY/TnFr-3TjHQI/AAAAAAAAFqA/4IokKNMn4JU/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtzsqMjXATU/TnFro4-YD1I/AAAAAAAAFp4/cu57IhHrUMg/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652417357559631698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtzsqMjXATU/TnFro4-YD1I/AAAAAAAAFp4/cu57IhHrUMg/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love when Cole will do girl things with Reese. She loves it too. What a good Dad :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, tomorrow is the big day. I am extremely nervous for some reason. I have never been induced so maybe that's why. This way I know it's coming for sure. I hope everything goes well. I am majorly stressed out. Have been the whole week. I just wish there were two of me. I know everything will work out great. I can't wait to have another Clinger kid in the house. They are so fun and keep us laughing! Tonight Grandma Judy stopped by and the kids put on a dance show for us. Cole was the DJ and the kids danced. All I can say is Dax got moves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully this time tomorrow...baby will be here! I HOPE. Bring on the sleep deprivation!&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/5360406300564745573-8571580533666647391?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8571580533666647391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8571580533666647391&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8571580533666647391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8571580533666647391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-good-dad.html' title='What a Good Dad'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6hrR7r95nY/TnFsT_uSa-I/AAAAAAAAFqI/x1lsXX18ARw/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-9089629089417849357</id><published>2011-09-13T20:46:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:09:29.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CHUKARS Game!!!</title><content type='html'>We try to go to at least one Chukars game a season. Ryker loves it and Reese just goes for the food. I have to admit, I do too. Especially the cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwqJR9-lZbM/TnAaA3fy8LI/AAAAAAAAFpo/07ItIkIBSXk/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652046134549606578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwqJR9-lZbM/TnAaA3fy8LI/AAAAAAAAFpo/07ItIkIBSXk/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker got all decked out in his baseball gear. He looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fgaiJ2ZGQs/TnAYbAnzuWI/AAAAAAAAFpg/8TklHaacYug/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652044384652474722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fgaiJ2ZGQs/TnAYbAnzuWI/AAAAAAAAFpg/8TklHaacYug/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Into the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgSvmtBwFdM/TnAYBH4eHDI/AAAAAAAAFpY/NPyHbi90M44/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652043939924810802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgSvmtBwFdM/TnAYBH4eHDI/AAAAAAAAFpY/NPyHbi90M44/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D75CwAUWxwM/TnAXpUPe97I/AAAAAAAAFpQ/l2v9xpmJQ8s/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652043530925701042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D75CwAUWxwM/TnAXpUPe97I/AAAAAAAAFpQ/l2v9xpmJQ8s/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a bunch of cuties. Dax would not pose with the group. Shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYgj57zLZ44/TnAXL_abRnI/AAAAAAAAFpI/B0qv89e_uq0/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652043027118245490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYgj57zLZ44/TnAXL_abRnI/AAAAAAAAFpI/B0qv89e_uq0/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I did an individual of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ3JLNMawfI/TnAW0-LuTtI/AAAAAAAAFpA/K0hHPJXKJYg/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652042631651151570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ3JLNMawfI/TnAW0-LuTtI/AAAAAAAAFpA/K0hHPJXKJYg/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to get one of me with the kids too right? Even if Reese is giving the death glare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IfngE4P8Glo/TnAWYLYFWJI/AAAAAAAAFo4/l5okmKh5O5Y/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652042136976447634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IfngE4P8Glo/TnAWYLYFWJI/AAAAAAAAFo4/l5okmKh5O5Y/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_mDFWx_f4U/TnAV5NJ56_I/AAAAAAAAFow/Gcp8muTFzOA/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652041604877904882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_mDFWx_f4U/TnAV5NJ56_I/AAAAAAAAFow/Gcp8muTFzOA/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Death glare-gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-9089629089417849357?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/9089629089417849357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=9089629089417849357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/9089629089417849357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/9089629089417849357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/chukars-game.html' title='CHUKARS Game!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwqJR9-lZbM/TnAaA3fy8LI/AAAAAAAAFpo/07ItIkIBSXk/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-7962064919115473640</id><published>2011-09-13T20:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:44:58.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Popsicles and Loose Teeth</title><content type='html'>I just saw these and didn't think I posted them. I think they are such cute pictures of the kids having fun in the summertime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, Ryker pulled another top tooth today in school. He's just on a roll! He also spoke with a lithpe (lisp) for the first time tonight since all he wants for Christmas is his two front teeth. Pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vU0ujAdt97s/TnATo-dBANI/AAAAAAAAFoo/KyRCcX-dOQo/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652039127030366418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vU0ujAdt97s/TnATo-dBANI/AAAAAAAAFoo/KyRCcX-dOQo/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cByL0Nvfb_g/TnATMS0WDWI/AAAAAAAAFog/4LPsp4hupsc/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652038634280717666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cByL0Nvfb_g/TnATMS0WDWI/AAAAAAAAFog/4LPsp4hupsc/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L7U46pnoOiU/TnARu3-kYuI/AAAAAAAAFoY/wqaS9gIlds0/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652037029348008674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L7U46pnoOiU/TnARu3-kYuI/AAAAAAAAFoY/wqaS9gIlds0/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love these kids so much. So glad they're mine. How lucky am I???&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/5360406300564745573-7962064919115473640?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/7962064919115473640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=7962064919115473640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7962064919115473640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7962064919115473640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/popsicles-and-loose-teeth.html' title='Popsicles and Loose Teeth'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vU0ujAdt97s/TnATo-dBANI/AAAAAAAAFoo/KyRCcX-dOQo/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5949105285828303145</id><published>2011-09-13T01:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:20:19.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker's first TOP tooth</title><content type='html'>One Saturday morning we were getting ready to head out to do something fun and Ryker told me he was worried his tooth was going to fall out while we were gone. I didn't even know it was loose! He's lost bottome teeth, but no top teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ephYcclehkQ/Tm8Dcjc916I/AAAAAAAAFoQ/-FOLPiO9hM4/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651739846461216674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ephYcclehkQ/Tm8Dcjc916I/AAAAAAAAFoQ/-FOLPiO9hM4/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so nervous about it, but it was hanging on by a thread. So Cole just told him to to pull it out himself. After a little convincing, he did it! I was so impressed. He was so proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjhFT5DU6uM/Tm8DKwBR5NI/AAAAAAAAFoI/3tw0f5LkhDo/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651739540597105874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjhFT5DU6uM/Tm8DKwBR5NI/AAAAAAAAFoI/3tw0f5LkhDo/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvdDPRTYsaw/Tm8C7VTTaBI/AAAAAAAAFoA/3YmVuQdL66c/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651739275726907410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvdDPRTYsaw/Tm8C7VTTaBI/AAAAAAAAFoA/3YmVuQdL66c/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face! He's such a cutie. But these missing top teeth change his whole smile. Over labor day weekend he pulled another tooth himself, a bottom tooth. He's a tooth pulling fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5949105285828303145?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5949105285828303145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5949105285828303145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5949105285828303145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5949105285828303145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/rykers-first-top-tooth.html' title='Ryker&apos;s first TOP tooth'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ephYcclehkQ/Tm8Dcjc916I/AAAAAAAAFoQ/-FOLPiO9hM4/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4046975241487923505</id><published>2011-09-13T01:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:12:56.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Summertime, Sum Sum Summertime...</title><content type='html'>In the summer the kids love to eat their lunch out on the picnic table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smhAqcCzzIk/Tm8B14rrERI/AAAAAAAAFn4/Gy_HqWmCgnY/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651738082633519378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smhAqcCzzIk/Tm8B14rrERI/AAAAAAAAFn4/Gy_HqWmCgnY/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think they each ate 2 hotdogs this day. Except Dax that is...he had chicken nuggets. Picky eater! Then we had popsicles under the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHnM39iJh3Y/Tm8BlgvzvMI/AAAAAAAAFnw/u5Z3DCXeG7k/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651737801330506946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHnM39iJh3Y/Tm8BlgvzvMI/AAAAAAAAFnw/u5Z3DCXeG7k/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4046975241487923505?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4046975241487923505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4046975241487923505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4046975241487923505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4046975241487923505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/summertime-summertime-sum-sum.html' title='Summertime Summertime, Sum Sum Summertime...'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smhAqcCzzIk/Tm8B14rrERI/AAAAAAAAFn4/Gy_HqWmCgnY/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4941798980636394800</id><published>2011-09-13T00:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:07:36.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping 2011 part 2</title><content type='html'>Well, turns out I can't sleep. So I guess I'll keep updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S5u9QxOEtcA/Tm7_bxobL-I/AAAAAAAAFno/RQ6MPCUu6cg/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651735435040993250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S5u9QxOEtcA/Tm7_bxobL-I/AAAAAAAAFno/RQ6MPCUu6cg/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole took the kids fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIZk6yagb68/Tm7_JI9csZI/AAAAAAAAFng/DRfnfw8Ibp0/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651735114885673362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIZk6yagb68/Tm7_JI9csZI/AAAAAAAAFng/DRfnfw8Ibp0/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax was snoozing. So I just got a pic of Reese and Ryk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfpnfuxq2Bs/Tm7-z3g2kmI/AAAAAAAAFnY/L5rvOFryPeA/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651734749425078882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfpnfuxq2Bs/Tm7-z3g2kmI/AAAAAAAAFnY/L5rvOFryPeA/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sawyer, Reese, Ryker and Jobi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbS2w-cb_i4/Tm7-humP9lI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/2Bc0yyKZI38/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651734437794149970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbS2w-cb_i4/Tm7-humP9lI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/2Bc0yyKZI38/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little grubworm is Reesie Peesie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVE0Ik43Bis/Tm7-H_E5uiI/AAAAAAAAFnI/wcTfjRcGI3g/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651733995541084706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVE0Ik43Bis/Tm7-H_E5uiI/AAAAAAAAFnI/wcTfjRcGI3g/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese begged and begged Cole to take her fishing. She finally got her way. You wouldn't think it would take much convincing. They had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGljc4OAkbE/Tm79he7VrOI/AAAAAAAAFnA/0gm8mY5s1fE/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651733334076009698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGljc4OAkbE/Tm79he7VrOI/AAAAAAAAFnA/0gm8mY5s1fE/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe helped with the fish catching by playing in the water and scaring all the fish away. Keller helped too :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully we will do more camping next year when I'm not the size of a house!&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/5360406300564745573-4941798980636394800?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4941798980636394800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4941798980636394800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4941798980636394800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4941798980636394800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/camping-2011-part-2.html' title='Camping 2011 part 2'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S5u9QxOEtcA/Tm7_bxobL-I/AAAAAAAAFno/RQ6MPCUu6cg/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-927387768095259053</id><published>2011-09-12T20:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:37:25.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Trip 2011</title><content type='html'>That's right, we just had one. But it was fun! We went with my sisters and their husbands and boyfriend. We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9wz9RjoWQ4/Tm7ONdBp7vI/AAAAAAAAFm4/x6ees-nRiX4/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651681312921743090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9wz9RjoWQ4/Tm7ONdBp7vI/AAAAAAAAFm4/x6ees-nRiX4/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hung out in Heather's camper and played some games. Well, I watched. I was laying down with Dax during most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vayBkEaE6dw/Tm7NlRKOosI/AAAAAAAAFmw/hxhpxP9j0MQ/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651680622541710018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vayBkEaE6dw/Tm7NlRKOosI/AAAAAAAAFmw/hxhpxP9j0MQ/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHAZ!!!!!! With Erin wearing her hat like this we kept calling her Chaz Bono. This is the funniest picture EVER. I love the expression and the hat on backwards, especially her pose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNazBEYSXL0/Tm7NFrJN-CI/AAAAAAAAFmo/cLB0VsY98iE/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651680079760980002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNazBEYSXL0/Tm7NFrJN-CI/AAAAAAAAFmo/cLB0VsY98iE/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joey! Crafting, eating chips and playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUCma2jpgAs/Tm7MVpddEdI/AAAAAAAAFmg/n9a-nLK9fIU/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651679254675263954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUCma2jpgAs/Tm7MVpddEdI/AAAAAAAAFmg/n9a-nLK9fIU/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax had fun on the four wheelers. Even if he was just sitting on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djiX8KuaoDA/Tm7Lwuh__mI/AAAAAAAAFmY/lnaBqBotlVQ/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651678620381347426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djiX8KuaoDA/Tm7Lwuh__mI/AAAAAAAAFmY/lnaBqBotlVQ/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the cutest picture of me. Yuck. But we had to get one of all of us together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6eYqCBQtoD8/Tm7LLxOMzuI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/rIVNy5nYrFY/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651677985448447714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6eYqCBQtoD8/Tm7LLxOMzuI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/rIVNy5nYrFY/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think my kids' favorite part of camping is getting as dirty as they want! Dax takes it to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1BvSsjPKhuY/Tm7I3nN_2CI/AAAAAAAAFmI/uX6Mg9TT7VY/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651675440142604322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1BvSsjPKhuY/Tm7I3nN_2CI/AAAAAAAAFmI/uX6Mg9TT7VY/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole looks like he doesn't know who is kissing him. He better know! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P12b9UbXNfY/Tm7Hnp6M5cI/AAAAAAAAFmA/bKIxZEfiRyM/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651674066475345346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P12b9UbXNfY/Tm7Hnp6M5cI/AAAAAAAAFmA/bKIxZEfiRyM/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Clinger's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to come. I have to sit up to use the laptop and my ribs are on fire right now, as well as my back. So I'll post more later! Only a couple more days til baby is here!&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/5360406300564745573-927387768095259053?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/927387768095259053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=927387768095259053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/927387768095259053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/927387768095259053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/camping-trip-2011.html' title='Camping Trip 2011'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9wz9RjoWQ4/Tm7ONdBp7vI/AAAAAAAAFm4/x6ees-nRiX4/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4743171006087694169</id><published>2011-09-11T21:30:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T22:09:51.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Football and Sidewalk Chalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;It's too bad summer is pretty much over. Playing football outside, slip n slide, popsicles and sidewalk chalk to name a few fun summer things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8vQo6TJ7SU/Tm2EHYNYEhI/AAAAAAAAFl4/pnWFWDQ0Skk/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651318369712345618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8vQo6TJ7SU/Tm2EHYNYEhI/AAAAAAAAFl4/pnWFWDQ0Skk/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese drew some fairies with sidewalk chalk and I thought they were so cute. I love thier fingers. She did Tinkerbell so good. Even her hair. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGXeGbInefU/Tm2DbyUsATI/AAAAAAAAFlw/Fzda1EsK50g/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651317620808089906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGXeGbInefU/Tm2DbyUsATI/AAAAAAAAFlw/Fzda1EsK50g/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two Tinks and one Rosetta. She said she messed up on one of the Tinkerbells, but I think they both look great. I love Rosetta's fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lEL22QOXMc/Tm2C0oNDKSI/AAAAAAAAFlo/8GdJrHgE1yI/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651316948076800290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lEL22QOXMc/Tm2C0oNDKSI/AAAAAAAAFlo/8GdJrHgE1yI/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker is obsessed with sports and he tried to get Reese and Dax to pla with him. Reese will occassionally and Dax loves to play what Ryker plays. He let Dax wear his pads and Ryker wore the helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhqebldPFFo/Tm2B6sytHyI/AAAAAAAAFlg/NaL5ZUM74VE/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651315952876068642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhqebldPFFo/Tm2B6sytHyI/AAAAAAAAFlg/NaL5ZUM74VE/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker is intructing Dax on how to hold the ball and run with it. Dax is trying to take it all in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4o0iUdvWby0/Tm2A1GwO89I/AAAAAAAAFlY/yEXy9nnFhlY/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651314757254181842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4o0iUdvWby0/Tm2A1GwO89I/AAAAAAAAFlY/yEXy9nnFhlY/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so glad Ryker let's him get a head start. He knows if he ticks Dax off he won't want to play with him anymore. He aint no dummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nahebPs3Qjg/Tm1_rU2P7NI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/LhymfdJGr5s/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651313489727188178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nahebPs3Qjg/Tm1_rU2P7NI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/LhymfdJGr5s/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this. They are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-blAq1aLMuw8/Tm19YfMw0hI/AAAAAAAAFlI/oA66xROOaRo/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651310967065203218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-blAq1aLMuw8/Tm19YfMw0hI/AAAAAAAAFlI/oA66xROOaRo/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eye of the Tiger!!!!! That is some fancy foot work boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4743171006087694169?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4743171006087694169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4743171006087694169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4743171006087694169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4743171006087694169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/football-and-sidewalk-chalk.html' title='Football and Sidewalk Chalk'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8vQo6TJ7SU/Tm2EHYNYEhI/AAAAAAAAFl4/pnWFWDQ0Skk/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-2489548981042594436</id><published>2011-09-11T20:43:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:30:13.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FIREWORKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Okay, I have no idea why it's doing the underline thing again. It's done this before and I remember it was something stupid and easy to fix, but for the life of me I can't remember what. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every year we go to the fireworks at the Shilo because Cole has to work at them. But it's lots of fun and the kids love it, so we love to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hg6q4qboazg/Tm14r_Go44I/AAAAAAAAFlA/Dcfj23ShL0I/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651305804488827778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hg6q4qboazg/Tm14r_Go44I/AAAAAAAAFlA/Dcfj23ShL0I/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom has come the past 3 years or so and that makes it even more fun so I don't have to sit by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8Mt2Ld-qPA/Tm13qV6DB8I/AAAAAAAAFk4/DN58XN7Id-U/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651304676738664386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8Mt2Ld-qPA/Tm13qV6DB8I/AAAAAAAAFk4/DN58XN7Id-U/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chaotic kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p68lCULcjIQ/Tm12__roEQI/AAAAAAAAFkw/qdL3-8sX6Ao/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651303949218091266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p68lCULcjIQ/Tm12__roEQI/AAAAAAAAFkw/qdL3-8sX6Ao/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture. Not only his sad face, but his curls are perfect in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Yc56DZgPLg/Tm11dNY5e-I/AAAAAAAAFko/fA19dIUOqpY/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651302252090588130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Yc56DZgPLg/Tm11dNY5e-I/AAAAAAAAFko/fA19dIUOqpY/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family photo :) Everyone is looking and smiling! Can't ask for more than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWTjnu2nTuw/Tm10F1F1bXI/AAAAAAAAFkg/iYsvHtLhReI/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651300750919560562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWTjnu2nTuw/Tm10F1F1bXI/AAAAAAAAFkg/iYsvHtLhReI/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad and Gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXczMfMbFnE/Tm1zQweqU8I/AAAAAAAAFkY/lXIVgPPBXSo/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651299839148446658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXczMfMbFnE/Tm1zQweqU8I/AAAAAAAAFkY/lXIVgPPBXSo/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax and Granny were blowing raspberries on each other/spitting. They had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWhdEn4V5AA/Tm1yxcA2gEI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/J7iQa4NZMVc/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651299301078761538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWhdEn4V5AA/Tm1yxcA2gEI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/J7iQa4NZMVc/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys watching the fireworks. I love how Dax is holding the flag :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vIjVyN2hJc/Tm1yWpsqYQI/AAAAAAAAFkI/v9NKyzW1uvw/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651298840895709442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vIjVyN2hJc/Tm1yWpsqYQI/AAAAAAAAFkI/v9NKyzW1uvw/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all so tired after the fireworks ended. But don't worry, they caught their second wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great birthday this year! I get to spend it with family and we have lots of fun. Cole's birthday is coming up in a couple weeks. I better get thinking on what to get him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far being 29 isn't too bad :)&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/5360406300564745573-2489548981042594436?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2489548981042594436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=2489548981042594436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2489548981042594436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2489548981042594436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/fireworks.html' title='FIREWORKS!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hg6q4qboazg/Tm14r_Go44I/AAAAAAAAFlA/Dcfj23ShL0I/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-7974704740539093051</id><published>2011-09-09T23:04:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T23:30:23.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday TO MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is just part one! I had a great 29th birthday. I can't believe it's my last year in my twenties. That's so old. But I don't feel old and that's all that matters right? We do the same thing every year on my birthday. It's lots of fun! I love it when Cole gets to spend my birthday with me. We had a very fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off by going to the parade in Rexburg. The parade was pretty dumb this year. Just seems like one big advertisement. Then we went to Ashton and got some food at Big Judd's. It was tasty! Then we went home and relaxed for a few minutes and got ready for the fireworks! I'll post those pictures next. Cole got me some hiking shoes and 2 dutch ovens for my birthday. LOVED IT! I have used the dutch ovens once since we only went camping once. I like cooking in the dutch oven. I'm not the greatest at it, but it's still fun! So thanks Colie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yMXAFFfVww/Tmrz8m0OrWI/AAAAAAAAFkA/P4gu6pm0DhU/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650596905027022178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yMXAFFfVww/Tmrz8m0OrWI/AAAAAAAAFkA/P4gu6pm0DhU/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had a great time at the parade. Reese and Ryker shared all of their candy with me and with Dax. I thought that was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4DlZlot1nqQ/Tmrzuiu493I/AAAAAAAAFj4/jLGkwhLuts0/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650596663412717426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4DlZlot1nqQ/Tmrzuiu493I/AAAAAAAAFj4/jLGkwhLuts0/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFGfR_ekjlk/Tmrzev4LH6I/AAAAAAAAFjw/0oN1WDtkbBg/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650596392063410082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFGfR_ekjlk/Tmrzev4LH6I/AAAAAAAAFjw/0oN1WDtkbBg/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole was so enthused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OhBBarCe7M/TmrzJYPH2qI/AAAAAAAAFjo/7XTj_uJ4N68/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650596024939960994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OhBBarCe7M/TmrzJYPH2qI/AAAAAAAAFjo/7XTj_uJ4N68/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There, that's better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDDpsK2lA7A/TmrywZ_JszI/AAAAAAAAFjg/R-a7lpVD968/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650595595913114418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDDpsK2lA7A/TmrywZ_JszI/AAAAAAAAFjg/R-a7lpVD968/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though her eyes are closed, she's still a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s0ZkR5DJOGk/TmryapNwvBI/AAAAAAAAFjY/u8GoNXQ3y1c/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650595222043802642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s0ZkR5DJOGk/TmryapNwvBI/AAAAAAAAFjY/u8GoNXQ3y1c/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax just played by this vent thing with another little boy. He didn't seem to care much about the parade. Not what I was expecting. He did see darth vadar and some storm troopers walking and he said "Skywalker!" And that was the extent of his excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykdhTXAOuqo/Tmrx0ZIM2BI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/gv5xFNbZJlM/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650594564890482706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykdhTXAOuqo/Tmrx0ZIM2BI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/gv5xFNbZJlM/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese sharing her candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gDRWHk6JI1A/TmrwV7wUmII/AAAAAAAAFjI/CE6oo9SI0o4/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650592942097995906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gDRWHk6JI1A/TmrwV7wUmII/AAAAAAAAFjI/CE6oo9SI0o4/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to get a group sibling photo. This was the best of all of them. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some good pictures from the fireworks. The kids looked so cute and Cole was pretty handsome if I do say so myself. I was large and in charge, but I posed with the fam anyway. I love birthdays!&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/5360406300564745573-7974704740539093051?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/7974704740539093051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=7974704740539093051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7974704740539093051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7974704740539093051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-to-meeeeee.html' title='Happy Birthday TO MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yMXAFFfVww/Tmrz8m0OrWI/AAAAAAAAFkA/P4gu6pm0DhU/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5521738877262945703</id><published>2011-09-09T22:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T22:59:25.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dax's Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Like I've mentioned before, Dax is such a boy. He loves playing in the sandbox and getting dirty. He is obsessed with tractors, backhoes, excavators, bull dozers...you get the idea. Everytime he sees any of these while we're driving he points it out. Going to my parents house is torture/heaven. There are so many to look at, but then he wants a ride on all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9ZKjiX-fEo/TmrsGAa-N-I/AAAAAAAAFjA/GFNERk02dN0/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588270426208226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9ZKjiX-fEo/TmrsGAa-N-I/AAAAAAAAFjA/GFNERk02dN0/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Dad gave the kids this sandbox a couple years ago. Dax thinks it's just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RBy6ZnOazU/Tmrrp8x37ZI/AAAAAAAAFi4/_eh8TDAiCNE/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650587788412186002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RBy6ZnOazU/Tmrrp8x37ZI/AAAAAAAAFi4/_eh8TDAiCNE/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_kJVwXQJ_M/Tmrrb0eYAdI/AAAAAAAAFiw/oLDJ7WKe52s/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650587545664750034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_kJVwXQJ_M/Tmrrb0eYAdI/AAAAAAAAFiw/oLDJ7WKe52s/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pure happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZhAiyWbeYg/TmrrJ8jqZyI/AAAAAAAAFio/nksFzgTrCjA/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650587238596765474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZhAiyWbeYg/TmrrJ8jqZyI/AAAAAAAAFio/nksFzgTrCjA/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa gave Dax a ride on the roller. It goes extremely slow. Dax thought it was the greatest day ever. Then Grandpa bought him a pop. Does it get much better than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-344ZWtbWAKc/TmrqxkoHjCI/AAAAAAAAFig/Dh9gP593SMg/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650586819856141346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-344ZWtbWAKc/TmrqxkoHjCI/AAAAAAAAFig/Dh9gP593SMg/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that fro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgFchPmxNAI/Tmrpzl7_q6I/AAAAAAAAFiU/hPgzCff6p1g/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650585755056057250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgFchPmxNAI/Tmrpzl7_q6I/AAAAAAAAFiU/hPgzCff6p1g/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe...precious :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention I only have 5 days until this baby is supposed to be born? wahoo!&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/5360406300564745573-5521738877262945703?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5521738877262945703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5521738877262945703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5521738877262945703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5521738877262945703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/daxs-favorite-things.html' title='Dax&apos;s Favorite Things'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9ZKjiX-fEo/TmrsGAa-N-I/AAAAAAAAFjA/GFNERk02dN0/s72-c/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5074460062460964921</id><published>2011-09-08T21:29:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:20:03.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lame Garden</title><content type='html'>And a little bit of Dax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOb46m3RLmU/TmmQK-TYMQI/AAAAAAAAFiM/PpLeZhrvz1Q/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650205725710364930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOb46m3RLmU/TmmQK-TYMQI/AAAAAAAAFiM/PpLeZhrvz1Q/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's too cute...couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUQEpcnVpN0/TmmPshlgwwI/AAAAAAAAFiE/_dcB81fHEmU/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650205202605720322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUQEpcnVpN0/TmmPshlgwwI/AAAAAAAAFiE/_dcB81fHEmU/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have since trimmed his bangs because they were constantly in his eyes. Sometimes I just had to pull it up because it drove me crazy! He would make a cute girl too :) But don't worry, he is ALL boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wluDYmimsNc/TmmPbPcKXoI/AAAAAAAAFh8/CTYSWeDPQKk/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650204905676889730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wluDYmimsNc/TmmPbPcKXoI/AAAAAAAAFh8/CTYSWeDPQKk/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So no garden for me this year...really. We planted tomatoes (which are still green), and pumpkins. They only have blossoms. Weird. So we won't be getting anything from that since the fall weather is pretty much here. We also planted princess aurora flowers but they never came up :( Reese was so sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom bought them their own seeds. Dax got Lightning McQueen zucchini(sp) seeds, Ryker got pumpkins and Reese got the flowers. Dax took his seeds every where with him. Well, he lost them in Target one day. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfhlw4qJoMM/TmmO8_3c6JI/AAAAAAAAFh0/hs7VSzamFmc/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650204386100308114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfhlw4qJoMM/TmmO8_3c6JI/AAAAAAAAFh0/hs7VSzamFmc/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLQEV8pKO2k/TmmOfWwdlLI/AAAAAAAAFhs/npXh8IpsAqE/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650203876848932018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLQEV8pKO2k/TmmOfWwdlLI/AAAAAAAAFhs/npXh8IpsAqE/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking for worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z9r3Z3LczU/TmmN-VBd7mI/AAAAAAAAFhk/yw-HrWp-n7A/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650203309447704162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z9r3Z3LczU/TmmN-VBd7mI/AAAAAAAAFhk/yw-HrWp-n7A/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pumpkin seeds! That sun is bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNuRaGWb5JI/TmmNaDNRFYI/AAAAAAAAFhc/R_atZkaQ06o/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650202686190065026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNuRaGWb5JI/TmmNaDNRFYI/AAAAAAAAFhc/R_atZkaQ06o/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker's worm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NArnVvzyQcA/TmmM3DwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAFhU/NK8ursyPSlY/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650202085042562978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NArnVvzyQcA/TmmM3DwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAFhU/NK8ursyPSlY/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this chubby little hand. Ryker let Dax help him plant pumpkin seeds because he lost his. How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YNj78QQ_PVI/TmmMmdLO6ZI/AAAAAAAAFhM/6ZnXiQygcNY/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650201799807658386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YNj78QQ_PVI/TmmMmdLO6ZI/AAAAAAAAFhM/6ZnXiQygcNY/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pREsv16m_ZI/TmmMYxRitDI/AAAAAAAAFhE/JPTDBdqkA7M/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650201564684661810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pREsv16m_ZI/TmmMYxRitDI/AAAAAAAAFhE/JPTDBdqkA7M/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe...sunshine. I will miss it when it's gone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JJu5szdsSE/TmmMJwHIWgI/AAAAAAAAFg8/qm5u6EAyuoE/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650201306674518530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JJu5szdsSE/TmmMJwHIWgI/AAAAAAAAFg8/qm5u6EAyuoE/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure what he's doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuNPUZbim54/TmmLiBlVRJI/AAAAAAAAFg0/urTKTdDTjTk/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650200624169829522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuNPUZbim54/TmmLiBlVRJI/AAAAAAAAFg0/urTKTdDTjTk/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really helped out! They worked hard and were so excited to finally plant their seeds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker also helped me by being the photographer. He took some random pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbW3hwkgUHk/TmmK-LCWj_I/AAAAAAAAFgs/Q5xcHIlc4Ps/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650200008232177650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbW3hwkgUHk/TmmK-LCWj_I/AAAAAAAAFgs/Q5xcHIlc4Ps/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See her excitement? And they didn't come up. Poor girl :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DNQytDI9owY/TmmKSIDTjdI/AAAAAAAAFgk/4nNAkT6uF8o/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650199251516624338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DNQytDI9owY/TmmKSIDTjdI/AAAAAAAAFgk/4nNAkT6uF8o/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3INGdJIYN4/TmmI7F-ZOcI/AAAAAAAAFgc/9j85RLEbNa8/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650197756310534594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3INGdJIYN4/TmmI7F-ZOcI/AAAAAAAAFgc/9j85RLEbNa8/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's it for my garden. Next year it's going to be THE BOMB! So watch out! Then I can do some canning, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5074460062460964921?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5074460062460964921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5074460062460964921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5074460062460964921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5074460062460964921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-lame-garden.html' title='My Lame Garden'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOb46m3RLmU/TmmQK-TYMQI/AAAAAAAAFiM/PpLeZhrvz1Q/s72-c/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8820152230634061480</id><published>2011-09-06T22:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:45:18.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>Okay so it's not really Spring cleaning, it's just cleaning. You give my kids a spray bottle and all the sudden cleaning is fun. They love to dust and wash windows. Dax got in on the action this time. He's never shown interest before. But I guess watching his big brother clean does the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtJ5GzjJ6rc/Tmb1cupt8SI/AAAAAAAAFgU/WTw2Z8fnsuM/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649472656491016482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtJ5GzjJ6rc/Tmb1cupt8SI/AAAAAAAAFgU/WTw2Z8fnsuM/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mR5F70o0SIY/Tmb1QOfakGI/AAAAAAAAFgM/13xOF1bke1Q/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649472441699438690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mR5F70o0SIY/Tmb1QOfakGI/AAAAAAAAFgM/13xOF1bke1Q/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whistle while you work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcP8SBDE9zQ/Tmbz3zE4tdI/AAAAAAAAFgE/Y3pc_CRUHqI/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649470922511922642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcP8SBDE9zQ/Tmbz3zE4tdI/AAAAAAAAFgE/Y3pc_CRUHqI/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those windows are looking pretty good if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_ROitKEYks/TmbzqTk0seI/AAAAAAAAFf8/DKElvVEJIEg/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649470690717643234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_ROitKEYks/TmbzqTk0seI/AAAAAAAAFf8/DKElvVEJIEg/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that hard work. That is using some elbow grease for sure. Those windows need done again come to think of it. Along with every other surface in this house. Lots of cleaning to do before baby comes. Only 1 week! yahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your hard work boys! Reese and I were relaxing and watching princess shows while the boys were cleaning ;) Gotta raise em right :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8820152230634061480?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8820152230634061480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8820152230634061480&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8820152230634061480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8820152230634061480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtJ5GzjJ6rc/Tmb1cupt8SI/AAAAAAAAFgU/WTw2Z8fnsuM/s72-c/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-3971158996516778629</id><published>2011-09-03T22:09:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:39:40.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding Bikes</title><content type='html'>Before I start, I just have to say GO BRONCOS!!! My Boise State Broncos just one their first game of the season vs Georgia. I watched it alone because Cole was gone, but it was still awesome. Oh and...I only have 1 1/2 weeks left...yessssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's better in the summertime than riding bikes??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese has been so eager to learn to ride her bike without training wheels. At the beginning of the summer I was having some major hip pain from being pregnant. At the end of the day I couldn't even walk. So bending over and pushing her along was not going to happen. It was up to Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did so good and was so determined! I few more days of practice and then she would've had it down! Unfortunately, a few days later, she fell out of bed and broke her arm. So no more bike for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after her arm got better, her bike was broken. Her bike is a piece of crap. I am never buying a kids bike from Target or Walmart again! For Dax's bike I'm going to get a good one so it will last more than one summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj_dfxSvtyI/TmL-AeS6OdI/AAAAAAAAFf0/L2zTJbQDlZc/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648356166761855442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj_dfxSvtyI/TmL-AeS6OdI/AAAAAAAAFf0/L2zTJbQDlZc/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was on her own here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFFmlx3oE6I/TmL9t6yh7dI/AAAAAAAAFfs/PzHI-OnYhvc/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648355847993159122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFFmlx3oE6I/TmL9t6yh7dI/AAAAAAAAFfs/PzHI-OnYhvc/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh oh...going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zr-qHa_oes4/TmL9bpZBObI/AAAAAAAAFfk/0tgj5yoS4_U/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648355534085110194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zr-qHa_oes4/TmL9bpZBObI/AAAAAAAAFfk/0tgj5yoS4_U/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she goes. She was tough though. No tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vAac4G8h8s/TmL9G0zpu_I/AAAAAAAAFfc/SPqARPxk5Gw/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648355176372354034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vAac4G8h8s/TmL9G0zpu_I/AAAAAAAAFfc/SPqARPxk5Gw/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can imagine it was hard for Cole to hold onto that seat because he's so tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79R-FhwKoV4/TmL8yXPOYDI/AAAAAAAAFfU/YXgl3LKwVzk/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648354824837554226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79R-FhwKoV4/TmL8yXPOYDI/AAAAAAAAFfU/YXgl3LKwVzk/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QG7PKv2AUM/TmL8Xl-fW3I/AAAAAAAAFfM/NwSF3QnVgrg/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648354364937427826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QG7PKv2AUM/TmL8Xl-fW3I/AAAAAAAAFfM/NwSF3QnVgrg/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Try and try again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-di4hvvGBt1k/TmL76VFivBI/AAAAAAAAFfE/f7WDkPZzpzI/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648353862187400210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-di4hvvGBt1k/TmL76VFivBI/AAAAAAAAFfE/f7WDkPZzpzI/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvm8rn9V-vs/TmL7RH38W8I/AAAAAAAAFe8/nneL0XL0WQA/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648353154266061762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvm8rn9V-vs/TmL7RH38W8I/AAAAAAAAFe8/nneL0XL0WQA/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker is a pro. But he's been going without training wheels for over 2 years now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsEkU6SOxFQ/TmL6tbkzaTI/AAAAAAAAFe0/5EGwpGARab8/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648352541079202098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsEkU6SOxFQ/TmL6tbkzaTI/AAAAAAAAFe0/5EGwpGARab8/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax is content with Reese's old Barbie Big Wheel. See that hair flowing in the wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RUW8kEfM-Pg/TmL6Z8JA1KI/AAAAAAAAFes/uh3zjaOpK6c/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648352206223627426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RUW8kEfM-Pg/TmL6Z8JA1KI/AAAAAAAAFes/uh3zjaOpK6c/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He calls it "his bike". Reese doesn't love that, especially when her princess bike is constantly breaking and she doesn't have a bike to ride :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to get Dax a bike this year for his birthday. With Reese and Ryker we have got them their first big kid bike on their 4th birthday. But he is basically as big as a 4 year old so it would work. He would get to ride it for a week and then have to put it away for the never ending winter that's coming soon :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finished with the Spring pictures! WOooo! Now onto the next group of posts!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-3971158996516778629?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/3971158996516778629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=3971158996516778629&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3971158996516778629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3971158996516778629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/riding-bikes.html' title='Riding Bikes'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj_dfxSvtyI/TmL-AeS6OdI/AAAAAAAAFf0/L2zTJbQDlZc/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5026354701624592865</id><published>2011-09-02T22:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T22:51:48.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad comes to Tball...</title><content type='html'>Ryker lives for the game where Cole comes to watch him play. He really turns it up when Cole is there watching. He has to impress his Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNA1ETKSPnM/TmGw5yMY9JI/AAAAAAAAFek/e2xehtEHzsI/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647989914472084626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNA1ETKSPnM/TmGw5yMY9JI/AAAAAAAAFek/e2xehtEHzsI/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker played awesome this day and kept looking to make sure Cole was watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYQlPSwFG5c/TmGwl_-RUfI/AAAAAAAAFec/dlNV5UAs-5g/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647989574573576690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYQlPSwFG5c/TmGwl_-RUfI/AAAAAAAAFec/dlNV5UAs-5g/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OXlhMlKkGc/TmGwHmNTrLI/AAAAAAAAFeU/dlwoTxZqs8E/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647989052261248178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OXlhMlKkGc/TmGwHmNTrLI/AAAAAAAAFeU/dlwoTxZqs8E/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the morning of Reese's game. Dax's hair in the morning is...scary. So I threw a hat on him. I threatened him with taking away toys and privileges if he took that hat off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3d2o4RvzdP4/TmGs9vlYzTI/AAAAAAAAFeM/NbwZ7N_Av7Q/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647985584444591410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3d2o4RvzdP4/TmGs9vlYzTI/AAAAAAAAFeM/NbwZ7N_Av7Q/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe...so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhVpU-lxIFc/TmGsh5ZQNEI/AAAAAAAAFeE/Hs515fhKhDk/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647985106041713730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhVpU-lxIFc/TmGsh5ZQNEI/AAAAAAAAFeE/Hs515fhKhDk/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a couple of cuties! I'm glad he got to come to their games. It means the world to them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5026354701624592865?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5026354701624592865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5026354701624592865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5026354701624592865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5026354701624592865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/dad-comes-to-tball.html' title='Dad comes to Tball...'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNA1ETKSPnM/TmGw5yMY9JI/AAAAAAAAFek/e2xehtEHzsI/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8215193471717458705</id><published>2011-09-01T08:52:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:19:44.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day 2011</title><content type='html'>I just realized I have posted twice and haven't mentioned that I only have 2 weeks left! WOOOOHOOOO!! Well, as of today, less than two weeks. No doctor appointment this week because my doctor is in Mexico on vacation. Is that allowed? Good thing I'm most likely not going to go early. No action going on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of myself, I finally got the bedding put on the crib. It's pretty cute. I had to get Reese out of bed last night to show her. She always gives me the reaction that I want when I show her cute things! Cole just doesn't get it. I tell him how to react and he just over does it and uses words like "adorable!!!" and puts his hands on his face. Can you believe he would mock me??? I just don't show him my purchases anymore :( Well...unless it's something really cute. I'm so lucky to have Reese the girly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's day this year was pretty uneventful. We got Cole cowboy boots and made him breakfast in bed. How cute are we???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPAPW5oMtss/Tl-fgSSHPAI/AAAAAAAAFd8/pniYbw4ir_M/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647407834758331394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPAPW5oMtss/Tl-fgSSHPAI/AAAAAAAAFd8/pniYbw4ir_M/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Piling on Dad watching a show. Doesn't get much better than that for a Dad on Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will happen when we add one more to this picture. He's going to need a bigger chair :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ie0vGdRadCk/Tl-fOnqW27I/AAAAAAAAFd0/ooOET8nN5sA/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647407531259517874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ie0vGdRadCk/Tl-fOnqW27I/AAAAAAAAFd0/ooOET8nN5sA/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids helped get his tray ready to bring upstairs. We had to trick Dax into being in the picture. Worked out pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPUMwUJS_D0/Tl-e-WSw5sI/AAAAAAAAFds/XBfYqlk_GJE/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647407251719251650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPUMwUJS_D0/Tl-e-WSw5sI/AAAAAAAAFds/XBfYqlk_GJE/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After bringing him breakfast in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoIo9Anf7sM/Tl-edkX6MuI/AAAAAAAAFdk/J4_1P1s5eaw/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647406688563245794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoIo9Anf7sM/Tl-edkX6MuI/AAAAAAAAFdk/J4_1P1s5eaw/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese put the flower on there. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;Cole is not a breakfast eater, but he was a good sport and ate it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--diHAUwZp-E/Tl-d66G2-mI/AAAAAAAAFdc/mEdbeXd-2uI/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647406093101890146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--diHAUwZp-E/Tl-d66G2-mI/AAAAAAAAFdc/mEdbeXd-2uI/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later we went to visit my Grandpa at his assisted living home. We brought him a treat and told him Happy Father's Day. I don't think he heard anything we had to say. But he was in a really good mood and was happy we were there to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw4efL1WZaI/Tl-dnJfSmSI/AAAAAAAAFdU/998nsEwGyYE/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647405753633511714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw4efL1WZaI/Tl-dnJfSmSI/AAAAAAAAFdU/998nsEwGyYE/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's so cute! Love you Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkyf4Wjhm_Q/Tl-dA0gHHJI/AAAAAAAAFdM/3msM2zRQpa8/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647405095164779666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkyf4Wjhm_Q/Tl-dA0gHHJI/AAAAAAAAFdM/3msM2zRQpa8/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juujDSUGrE0/Tl-cneE3uSI/AAAAAAAAFdE/Erxi1IUYGoc/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647404659648215330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juujDSUGrE0/Tl-cneE3uSI/AAAAAAAAFdE/Erxi1IUYGoc/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please keep in mind I am prego in this pic :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY FATHERS!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8215193471717458705?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8215193471717458705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8215193471717458705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8215193471717458705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8215193471717458705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/fathers-day-2011.html' title='Father&apos;s Day 2011'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPAPW5oMtss/Tl-fgSSHPAI/AAAAAAAAFd8/pniYbw4ir_M/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-3638177509071717622</id><published>2011-09-01T08:14:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T08:45:46.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOPSTICKS!</title><content type='html'>I am almost through my Spring pictures!! I can't believe it. I'm almost caught up! Then I will have a new baby and will be behind again...oh well, at least I'm working at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought chopsticks at the grocery store one day and the kids think they are the greatest thing since they got to use them at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mhsoupCI1Q/Tl-ZEiiHfdI/AAAAAAAAFc8/VtaXQzmR834/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647400761014320594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mhsoupCI1Q/Tl-ZEiiHfdI/AAAAAAAAFc8/VtaXQzmR834/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made terryaki (sp) chicken and fried rice for dinner so we HAD to whip out the chopsticks. I am horrible at chopsticks so I didn't even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0t2bBAehS2o/Tl-YS7xlqbI/AAAAAAAAFc0/x_OvrIUx1Ys/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647399908796639666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0t2bBAehS2o/Tl-YS7xlqbI/AAAAAAAAFc0/x_OvrIUx1Ys/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese actually did pretty good with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKXvLM1ZNpw/Tl-XtZXYIWI/AAAAAAAAFcs/i6sgiV2QXbQ/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647399263904735586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKXvLM1ZNpw/Tl-XtZXYIWI/AAAAAAAAFcs/i6sgiV2QXbQ/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It makes it easier if you open your mouth REALLY wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPEkh2S9V7k/Tl-XWNOK6WI/AAAAAAAAFck/s7QmfgLxfzg/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647398865507903842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPEkh2S9V7k/Tl-XWNOK6WI/AAAAAAAAFck/s7QmfgLxfzg/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They work great as weapons too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yvRAhfHUPEk/Tl-Wk-lMicI/AAAAAAAAFcc/Z-njZAVW3fs/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647398019764357570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yvRAhfHUPEk/Tl-Wk-lMicI/AAAAAAAAFcc/Z-njZAVW3fs/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gZxVIj0iE8/Tl-Vg6V9rII/AAAAAAAAFcU/AD6nOgJiohw/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647396850395622530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gZxVIj0iE8/Tl-Vg6V9rII/AAAAAAAAFcU/AD6nOgJiohw/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax of course wouldn't touch the dinner I made. But he thought he needed some chopsticks. Mostly just to fight Ryker with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFZbRWBb4qw/Tl-Ud2durJI/AAAAAAAAFcM/yMMFGSKztDk/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647395698303216786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFZbRWBb4qw/Tl-Ud2durJI/AAAAAAAAFcM/yMMFGSKztDk/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Plml7wpP6bE/Tl-T7KKXK3I/AAAAAAAAFcE/8TZ6weW8-2g/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647395102295272306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Plml7wpP6bE/Tl-T7KKXK3I/AAAAAAAAFcE/8TZ6weW8-2g/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-3638177509071717622?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/3638177509071717622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=3638177509071717622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3638177509071717622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3638177509071717622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/09/chopsticks.html' title='CHOPSTICKS!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mhsoupCI1Q/Tl-ZEiiHfdI/AAAAAAAAFc8/VtaXQzmR834/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1606744603528288190</id><published>2011-08-31T21:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:53:21.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Squirts</title><content type='html'>I really enjoyed watching Ryker play Tball this year. He absolutely loved it and was disappointed when it was over. He played a lot more aggressively this year so it was fun to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdIOhcpxLOY/Tl8AJOjuDvI/AAAAAAAAFb8/TAuMmmaBdbA/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647232616272629490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdIOhcpxLOY/Tl8AJOjuDvI/AAAAAAAAFb8/TAuMmmaBdbA/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They got team pictures taken and this was Ryker's individual picture. What's with the old man pose? So funny. I don't know why he was standing like that, but he really thought he looked cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6UUYo-YpbnQ/Tl7_lgv1IYI/AAAAAAAAFb0/xo1wd2GR7wQ/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647232002679972226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6UUYo-YpbnQ/Tl7_lgv1IYI/AAAAAAAAFb0/xo1wd2GR7wQ/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6f7hV-X8Uw/Tl7-yifsEdI/AAAAAAAAFbs/AspZOXIpkcw/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647231126975812050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6f7hV-X8Uw/Tl7-yifsEdI/AAAAAAAAFbs/AspZOXIpkcw/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving the baseball pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPXnqF7JIO8/Tl79aQLNQGI/AAAAAAAAFbk/_IJOI0Dhrvo/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647229610229579874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPXnqF7JIO8/Tl79aQLNQGI/AAAAAAAAFbk/_IJOI0Dhrvo/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's so cute and takes it so seriously. I sure love you Ryker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x08ps6rCLsc/Tl781ATAkiI/AAAAAAAAFbc/aw4n5VDDgqs/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647228970312176162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x08ps6rCLsc/Tl781ATAkiI/AAAAAAAAFbc/aw4n5VDDgqs/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Team photo. It's not the best one, but it was so small when I was picking it, I just went with this one. Still cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1606744603528288190?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1606744603528288190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1606744603528288190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1606744603528288190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1606744603528288190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/squirts.html' title='The Squirts'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdIOhcpxLOY/Tl8AJOjuDvI/AAAAAAAAFb8/TAuMmmaBdbA/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-907323514105396656</id><published>2011-08-28T22:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:09:24.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ryker starts first grade tomorrow! He will be going all day, which will be weird. I'll miss that boy! Reese starts Kindergarten. Yikes. I'm feeling sick about it. When I asked Dax what we were going to do while Reese and Ryker are at school he said "We will stay home and take care of our kids." Good idea! We're going to try nap time in his new big boy bed. Wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryker has had his school outfit picked out since Friday. He is so excited to bring a lunch to school. I remember being very excited to eat lunch at school too. I wonder why? What's so fun about it? We have an early morning tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to that. But Dax has broke me in this past week from getting up early everyday since he got his new big boy bed. So that's good for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked out Reese's first day of school outfit today and she's so excited! She looked so cute :) Of course I'll post pics later! It is going to be really weird to be just me and Dax at home. We'll get some good bonding time in before baby comes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Reese doesn't totally break my heart by telling me I can't walk her to her class. But I'm sure she will, so I'm preparing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2 1/2 weeks left! I can't believe it! So crazy. I really love it when people tell me how huge I am and that I must be due any day. And so far, it's only been females who have said this. Not too young to know better females, these are ladies that have been pregnant and know you shouldn't say that to a pregnant girl! I feel huge already, so just keep your mean thoughts to yourself people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been pretty nice to me about my large size though. "Oh your belly looks too small to be that far along..." ya right. But it's nice to hear! I need to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcGG0y28OFw/Tlsa63b--dI/AAAAAAAAFbU/zHMeQqE3f-8/s1600/solar%2Bshades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136156455107026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcGG0y28OFw/Tlsa63b--dI/AAAAAAAAFbU/zHMeQqE3f-8/s320/solar%2Bshades.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lady in church today, who was sporting a pair of these bad boys (all through church might I add) was walking down the hall and said to me "Whoa, you look like you're about ready to POP!" Oh...thanks...just what I needed to hear. She's a nice lady, and it made me laugh, but come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-907323514105396656?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/907323514105396656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=907323514105396656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/907323514105396656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/907323514105396656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School...'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcGG0y28OFw/Tlsa63b--dI/AAAAAAAAFbU/zHMeQqE3f-8/s72-c/solar%2Bshades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1657052756222822333</id><published>2011-08-28T22:00:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:44:36.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Bombers</title><content type='html'>Reese's Tball team this year was the Black Bombers! They were so cute. A couple in our neighborhood were the coaches and they were great. They got them each their own medals with their names on them and gave them to them at the last game. The kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese had a great time this year but got tired of going near the end. OR if the weather was bad. They even had a double header one day. That's a little much I think! The kids were over it after the first game. But they stuck it out and did ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAJPN2DxOt0/TlsUYGfG-DI/AAAAAAAAFbM/JOrMmdlpIz8/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646128962129557554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAJPN2DxOt0/TlsUYGfG-DI/AAAAAAAAFbM/JOrMmdlpIz8/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker climbing a tree at the tball park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A27yPf2nFa0/TlsUFsICphI/AAAAAAAAFbE/kld-4C-0mNc/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646128645815838226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A27yPf2nFa0/TlsUFsICphI/AAAAAAAAFbE/kld-4C-0mNc/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, that's not the karate kid, it's Ryker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oqzteCo0sHA/TlsTvsmgO8I/AAAAAAAAFa8/eFJJ2fmstzE/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646128267986484162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oqzteCo0sHA/TlsTvsmgO8I/AAAAAAAAFa8/eFJJ2fmstzE/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax was so put out that he had to wait around for Reese to get team pictures. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp0WlvwqnFY/TlsTVzJ4Q5I/AAAAAAAAFa0/TX_jgM4HM7g/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646127823068873618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zp0WlvwqnFY/TlsTVzJ4Q5I/AAAAAAAAFa0/TX_jgM4HM7g/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The team. Are you thinking that little girl in the front right with the big white bows is so damn cute? Ya, she's my Reesie Peesie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkNdgcsny24/TlsShqHY0nI/AAAAAAAAFas/QAHaW-rf7yE/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646126927289307762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkNdgcsny24/TlsShqHY0nI/AAAAAAAAFas/QAHaW-rf7yE/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLnP7acDCYE/TlsSEkw_72I/AAAAAAAAFak/st8DA91ZlrM/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646126427637018466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLnP7acDCYE/TlsSEkw_72I/AAAAAAAAFak/st8DA91ZlrM/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing catcher. She was on the ball...literally. She did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0yCEV4hPlbo/TlsRqcKiHRI/AAAAAAAAFac/8fetas8SL-o/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646125978651598098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0yCEV4hPlbo/TlsRqcKiHRI/AAAAAAAAFac/8fetas8SL-o/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the young umpires wasn't going to let me stand at home plate to take her picture. Seriously? It's 5 year olds playing tball. He said "You're going to need to get on the other side of the fence during the game." I said "Ya...I will, as soon as I'm done taking this picture." He was taking his job very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mg3yK7dFMw/TlsRPa5S5zI/AAAAAAAAFaU/jQ19bFyzNr4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646125514454394674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mg3yK7dFMw/TlsRPa5S5zI/AAAAAAAAFaU/jQ19bFyzNr4/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that force! Foul ball here, but she hit it so hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---h74OBnSy4/TlsQ2LjWf_I/AAAAAAAAFaM/-x9JUvbA-3U/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646125080839094258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---h74OBnSy4/TlsQ2LjWf_I/AAAAAAAAFaM/-x9JUvbA-3U/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There ya go! She was so funny to watch. She didn't really focus or pay attention at all to what she was doing when she was hitting the ball. But she hit it pretty much every time, and hit it far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_zdj4thG2U/TlsPrj1H6oI/AAAAAAAAFaE/yPGBuAkQxAI/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646123798865898114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_zdj4thG2U/TlsPrj1H6oI/AAAAAAAAFaE/yPGBuAkQxAI/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At one of her last games, the game was almost over and she told me she had to use the bathroom. She was about to bat so I told her to just wait, hit the ball and then the game will be over and I'll take her. She agreed. There were two kids batting after her. She was on 2nd base and she was supposed to run. She didn't move. She stood on second base with her legs stiff and was holding onto one of her pigtail braids. The other kids stood there waiting on her. She wouldn't move. My first thought was she was peeing her pants. So I ran my pregnant fat butt out there to make sure everything was okay...and to take her to the bathroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the Dad's that was out there helping told me what was really going on. The elastic in her hair had fallen out. That's why she was holding her braid. She didn't want her braid to come undone. So she stopped the entire game and made everyone wait on her until her Mom fixed her braid. Then the game could continue. And it did. What a silly girl! It was so funny. She's such a dork and I love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Tball season was crazy busy but really fun. I was at the park 4 days a week for a month, between Ryker and Reese's games. I only got in one confrontation with a grouchy man when I parked in front of his house. Oh you don't want me to park here? Ya...that just makes me want to do it more ya jerk! But that's a whole different post. I just feel bad my sweet neighbor/friend had to witness the real Kate :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1657052756222822333?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1657052756222822333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1657052756222822333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1657052756222822333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1657052756222822333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/black-bombers.html' title='The Black Bombers'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cAJPN2DxOt0/TlsUYGfG-DI/AAAAAAAAFbM/JOrMmdlpIz8/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-828852422370407250</id><published>2011-08-28T18:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:20:59.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone Wolf and Grizzly Museum</title><content type='html'>We went to the museum and it was the first time we had been there. I didn't realize it was partly outside and it was raining. But we still had fun! The wolves were boring and slept the whole time, but the grizzlies were very entertaining. We got to watch them eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMx3u0BhiT4/TlraLzet5wI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/-jd3p9ZPmmU/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646064979194799874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMx3u0BhiT4/TlraLzet5wI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/-jd3p9ZPmmU/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcIeSRDQvJg/TlrZrAv4xaI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/zJDlseyc4d4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646064415820793250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcIeSRDQvJg/TlrZrAv4xaI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/zJDlseyc4d4/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A man made wolf den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOO0HdQ99Uo/TlrZTkXn5wI/AAAAAAAAFZs/qB2o0ofIcQE/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646064013065840386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOO0HdQ99Uo/TlrZTkXn5wI/AAAAAAAAFZs/qB2o0ofIcQE/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ya no one is looking. What's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rE8gBNpslw/TlrY_bkgHLI/AAAAAAAAFZk/uhCOk0H8qdQ/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646063667106553010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rE8gBNpslw/TlrY_bkgHLI/AAAAAAAAFZk/uhCOk0H8qdQ/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax went down a slide that I told him not to because it was all wet. And what happened? He got soaked and was TICKED!!! Why oh why don't my children listen? I'm ALWAYS right :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-828852422370407250?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/828852422370407250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=828852422370407250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/828852422370407250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/828852422370407250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/yellowstone-wolf-and-grizzly-museum.html' title='Yellowstone Wolf and Grizzly Museum'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMx3u0BhiT4/TlraLzet5wI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/-jd3p9ZPmmU/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4161635595747945418</id><published>2011-08-26T22:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:46:29.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowston Getaway PART 2!</title><content type='html'>We made sure we got a hotel that had a pool. The kids had a great time! Fun Papa Cole made sure of that! He gave the kids rides around the pool. They pretended they were dolphins and mermaids. Ryker pretended he was a bull rider of course. It was so funny to watch. Dax would sing "I'm the king of the waaa-aaa-aaa-aves!" They had so much fun. Cole is a fun Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGcWu3xf5J0/Tlhz7BPcubI/AAAAAAAAFZc/Yav4QGfOeG4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645389590691625394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGcWu3xf5J0/Tlhz7BPcubI/AAAAAAAAFZc/Yav4QGfOeG4/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 Little dorks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQnT6m6EKOM/Tlhzb87bbhI/AAAAAAAAFZU/nhoz6PA04j0/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645389056957967890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQnT6m6EKOM/Tlhzb87bbhI/AAAAAAAAFZU/nhoz6PA04j0/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 little dorks and one big dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ApaNNtc2dic/Tlhyf09VtEI/AAAAAAAAFZE/9HPGekDXOrU/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645388024026346562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ApaNNtc2dic/Tlhyf09VtEI/AAAAAAAAFZE/9HPGekDXOrU/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After swimming they had a bath and got in bed. Love this picture. They were all watching How to Train Your Dragon and snuggling with their pillow pets. Love these kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2P0YdHJjYWw/TlhyJbIQPMI/AAAAAAAAFY8/7MDLLUudbnY/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645387639135681730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2P0YdHJjYWw/TlhyJbIQPMI/AAAAAAAAFY8/7MDLLUudbnY/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we were going through the park there was a huge traffic jam, because of the buffalo. They just stood there staring at everyone like they meant to take up the whole road. Dax thought the buffalo were great. He thought it was so cool they were so close. So we drove by with our window down and this is what Dax saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIH0115NBfo/Tlhxj07ePCI/AAAAAAAAFY0/UbObGiq22k4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645386993226365986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIH0115NBfo/Tlhxj07ePCI/AAAAAAAAFY0/UbObGiq22k4/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thought that was a little too close for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4161635595747945418?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4161635595747945418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4161635595747945418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4161635595747945418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4161635595747945418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/yellowston-getaway-part-2.html' title='Yellowston Getaway PART 2!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGcWu3xf5J0/Tlhz7BPcubI/AAAAAAAAFZc/Yav4QGfOeG4/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4150494134811032061</id><published>2011-08-22T22:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:38:03.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>Second night in the big boy bed=SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dax woke up at 7:30 this morning. This is quite early for him. He's normally not up until after 9. Reese sleeps in until at least 10 and Ryker gets up early and puts a show on for himself and feeds himself breakfast. I know, I have it pretty rough. I enjoyed it while it lasted. But that's all over now. Ryker will have to be on the bus at 8 a.m. in less than a week. No more relaxing mornings for this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Dax woke up early because his new room is at the front of the house and the sun shines in. We have blinds, but it is a lot brighter in there than his old room, which is in the back of the house. But he laid in bed and I listened to him and Ryker talk. He'd say "Let's go get breakfast!" Then he walked into my room a while later dragging lovie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was going to be a rough day because he got up so early and he didn't have a nap because we went to a movie during naptime. I think naptime is long over for him. He's not going to nap in a big boy bed. I just know it. But maybe with the big kids gone to school everyday he'll get bored and will settle down for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight when it was bedtime, he was so tired. He was so excited to wear his "captain jack sparrow" pirate jammies. He got the shirt wet while he was getting a drink of water and was extremely upset. He calmed down and climbed right into his big boy bed. He was so tired. I tucked him in and gave him lovie. He looks so cute in that huge bed. The boys went right to sleep. They are perfect roommates...so far. Reese just barely fell asleep. I'm gald she has her own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4150494134811032061?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4150494134811032061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4150494134811032061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4150494134811032061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4150494134811032061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/success.html' title='SUCCESS!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-7214316534973300758</id><published>2011-08-21T20:40:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:45:30.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BOY BED!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY got the bunkbeds put together. It was quite the process. The didn't give me all the boxes, then when I got the box, all the hardware was everywhere. It was as if someone took a handful of screws and threw them in the box. SO...I was missing lots of parts. I had to wait for that to come. I don't even want to talk about the assembly process. I'm surprised they didn't end up out the window. I got Cole's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dax and I went to the store on Saturday and bought him his new mattress and some sheets with cars and trucks on them, which he picked out. He has been so excited. Today we got Ryker's room cleaned up and sheets and blankets on the bunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7 p.m., the kids kept saying "Do you want us to get pajamas on?" and "Should we get our beds ready??" I finally asked Cole why we aren't putting our kids to bed when they are all but begging to go to bed? We need to take advantage of this! So we put them to bed at 8. They need to get back in the habit anyway since school is starting in a week :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we put Dax in his bed, he started crying and said "I don't like this! I don't like this!!!" It was so sad. But as hard as it was, we had to make him do it. I was not expecting him to be sad. I was the one that was sad. I can't believe he's such a big boy. It's going by so fast. I don't like all this change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxni4V2T_c/TlHGlehNHgI/AAAAAAAAFYs/IXRn_5G5K3Q/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510155221736962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxni4V2T_c/TlHGlehNHgI/AAAAAAAAFYs/IXRn_5G5K3Q/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after Cole put the top mattress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uiSg4jgtx2Q/TlHGRB2Xe9I/AAAAAAAAFYk/APaPDE1rbjg/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643509803928484818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uiSg4jgtx2Q/TlHGRB2Xe9I/AAAAAAAAFYk/APaPDE1rbjg/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finished product...finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu3-1gOKhaA/TlHFukruN8I/AAAAAAAAFYc/IPdiY1gsg2o/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643509211983656898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu3-1gOKhaA/TlHFukruN8I/AAAAAAAAFYc/IPdiY1gsg2o/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's doing this new thing when I take his picture. He holds his hands in front of his face with his index finger pointed down. He thinks he's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0YscBiynTc/TlHFD4lKyeI/AAAAAAAAFYU/NwdPN-k43dA/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643508478590503394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0YscBiynTc/TlHFD4lKyeI/AAAAAAAAFYU/NwdPN-k43dA/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax on his new bed with Turtle, his pillow pet and his puppy Fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTRQqJKB6Ow/TlHEiwJK9zI/AAAAAAAAFYM/H8FdqRPfH4Y/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507909389907762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTRQqJKB6Ow/TlHEiwJK9zI/AAAAAAAAFYM/H8FdqRPfH4Y/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1eGB2BUv_U/TlHEKkzZ6SI/AAAAAAAAFYE/U0asBnO8mAU/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507494028962082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1eGB2BUv_U/TlHEKkzZ6SI/AAAAAAAAFYE/U0asBnO8mAU/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;Reese did not sleep up there but she was so excited for the boys. I'm so glad because she's been a little jealous that she doesn't get bunkbeds too. All I have to say is this baby better come out a girl for Reese's sake...or it's gonna be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0FwFagVGf4/TlHDvAsz-OI/AAAAAAAAFX8/eHigt06r3V0/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643507020481165538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0FwFagVGf4/TlHDvAsz-OI/AAAAAAAAFX8/eHigt06r3V0/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDxOUknEZFk/TlHCpbC3YII/AAAAAAAAFX0/JE7RfLSe6QM/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643505824962142338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDxOUknEZFk/TlHCpbC3YII/AAAAAAAAFX0/JE7RfLSe6QM/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's his hand thing...weird.&lt;br /&gt;But isn't he so cute and cozy in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVR8-X_f7ec/TlHCB7qi0uI/AAAAAAAAFXs/22pJXGSfqvE/s1600/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643505146523734754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVR8-X_f7ec/TlHCB7qi0uI/AAAAAAAAFXs/22pJXGSfqvE/s320/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three little nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dax was not going to stay in bed. So Ryker laid by him for a little while. I got him a sippy cup and brought in his lamp. I'm sure the lamp will be broken, most likely by Reese, in the near future. He also wanted his door closed. He's used to sleeping with it closed. The tears stopped thank goodness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just checked on him and he's still awake, but he's laying in his bed and Ryker is fast asleep on the top bunk. I was expecting him to be out of bed at least 10 times. But that will come I'm sure. I can't believe my baby boy is so big. Tomorrow I'll be moving all of his clothes out of his old room into his new room with Ryker. Three and a half weeks left....&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-7214316534973300758?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/7214316534973300758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=7214316534973300758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7214316534973300758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7214316534973300758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-boy-bed.html' title='BIG BOY BED!!!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxni4V2T_c/TlHGlehNHgI/AAAAAAAAFYs/IXRn_5G5K3Q/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2Bjuly%2B%2526%2Bbig%2Bboy%2Bbed%2B2011%2B210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-3848347398463474487</id><published>2011-08-17T21:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:58:19.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 weeks!!!</title><content type='html'>I have 4 weeks left from today! Yessssss.....and also a little stressssssss....I have lots to do and time is running out. It has gone by so fast! I can't believe it. So much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, so what does my husband have me do when I'm 36 weeks large and can barely sit for an hour without a lot of burning ribs and back pain? Drive to Utah and back in the same day to get his car fixed!! I was not happy about this at all. I had to get up super early and get 2 happy boys ready and 1 extremely grouchy little girl ready. Thank goodness she's not in morning kindergarten. That would be Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how my parents traveled with five kids and no dvd player. I couldn't do it. Cole's car doesn't have one. I was really dreading that part too! I think no dvd player is worse than the pain. But we made it. It wasn't as bad as I was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were on our way down, Cole said he would call the dealership to make sure they had a car for me to drive so I didn't have to wait around all day with the kids. We would have gone crazy. Well, I would have. He called and they told him they don't do that anymore. Uh...WHAT? He told them that they are going to have three crazy kids running around then. I was also instructed not to discipline them when they get wild. That'll teach em' to have poor customer service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in the door of the dealership, there was a red Dodge Viper inside and a couple of other cars. There were also some cute little scooters in there. Dax and Ryker ran right over to this shiny red dodge viper and were touching it and really wanted in. I gave the guy my keys so they could get working on it and he said it would probably be over 2 hours. Super. We get to sit there for over 2 hours and watch a soap opera. This should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, Dax ran right over to the scooter and tried to climb on. It was hard for me to tell him not to. I couldn't do it. We sat down and not even 10 seconds later a guy came over to me and said "Are you Mrs. Clinger?" I said yes and he said "Would you like a car?" THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT! You cannot handle the Clinger kids! I thought it was so funny. It was one of the rare times I was glad the boys were being wild boys. And they weren't even being too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my car and we got some shoe shopping done for the kids. I even got myself a pair of sparkly shoes that remind me a lot of my Grandma and little of Michael Jackson. Odd combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to lunch at a pizzeria and Reese ordered just a salad. What kid orders just a salad at a pizzeria??? Besides me as a child that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, Reese said "Mom, you were really grouchy this morning, but that's okay huh?" She said it so sweetly. And I said yes I was and I was sorry. I'm not a morning person, just like Reese. Wow, we really are a lot alike :) Poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it through the day and my ribs, back and left hamstring are throbbing and numb. But at least I'm in my bed at my house. It was overall a pretty good day and the kids were very well behaved for the most part. Especially for being in a car for over 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-3848347398463474487?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/3848347398463474487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=3848347398463474487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3848347398463474487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3848347398463474487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-weeks.html' title='4 weeks!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5669958602930027948</id><published>2011-08-15T21:44:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:21:23.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone Getaway! Part 1</title><content type='html'>First, I just want to say that I love days like today. We stayed home all day and cleaned but everyone got along with only a few time outs given. I generally feel like I'm going to lose it by bedtime (tonight was no exception), but the kids were so good and played really well together. Days like this DO happen! wahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...on with the trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June we decided to go to Yellowstone and stay the night. We went through the park, ate over priced crappy food and went swimming at our hotel. The kids favorite part was swimming of course. I'll post pictures of that later. They had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went swimming, we went back to our room, I gave the kids a bath and they all got in bed and watched How to Train Your Dragon while they snuggled up with their pillow pets. Dax didn't stay in his spot long though. He kept bugging Reese and Ryker and wouldn't let them sleep. So he came in bed with Cole and I...lucky us. I have a hard time sleeping with the kids. No matter how large the bed is. I constantly get kicked, I worry I'm going to wake them up or that they'll fall off the bed and I just can't get a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...we made it through the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mku1I8lZIY0/Tkn282lrtiI/AAAAAAAAFXk/9t1NajvSXKc/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641311533564409378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mku1I8lZIY0/Tkn282lrtiI/AAAAAAAAFXk/9t1NajvSXKc/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KARATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr_vwmH8UfY/Tkn2rwbbSUI/AAAAAAAAFXc/nRAyRwpBmrM/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641311239853001026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr_vwmH8UfY/Tkn2rwbbSUI/AAAAAAAAFXc/nRAyRwpBmrM/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh how I love this boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWHPekm67Ng/Tkn2ZT968BI/AAAAAAAAFXU/HHA5zkmCzZM/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641310922975408146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWHPekm67Ng/Tkn2ZT968BI/AAAAAAAAFXU/HHA5zkmCzZM/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryker cracks me up here! And Dax had just jumped from the rocks to me. I look like I'm holding a 5 year old. He doesn't look big to me until I see myself holding him in a picture or I see someone else (besides Cole) hold him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9v4zaSZ8vg/Tkn2FmRf6cI/AAAAAAAAFXM/Kpu40DWnC88/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641310584291977666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9v4zaSZ8vg/Tkn2FmRf6cI/AAAAAAAAFXM/Kpu40DWnC88/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXQiQEBeX0/Tkn1wtygSEI/AAAAAAAAFXE/5EZhTcVJScg/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641310225532209218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXQiQEBeX0/Tkn1wtygSEI/AAAAAAAAFXE/5EZhTcVJScg/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsfP7Ywmv3M/Tkn1XSeU0BI/AAAAAAAAFW8/D4lBBp6dHPE/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641309788703084562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsfP7Ywmv3M/Tkn1XSeU0BI/AAAAAAAAFW8/D4lBBp6dHPE/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helping Dax up to the rocks. He had to be big like Ryker and Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QscR29fvu7A/Tkn1Eu2deDI/AAAAAAAAFW0/M2AOtausetQ/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641309469902993458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QscR29fvu7A/Tkn1Eu2deDI/AAAAAAAAFW0/M2AOtausetQ/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CBGYNx_EDg/Tkn0oKwgZlI/AAAAAAAAFWs/vccIOSfrUS4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641308979178006098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CBGYNx_EDg/Tkn0oKwgZlI/AAAAAAAAFWs/vccIOSfrUS4/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have posted this picture before. I just love it. Fits his personality perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1oZ_K2nLwg8/Tkn0NysVv9I/AAAAAAAAFWk/CDusJKI15lU/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641308526041481170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1oZ_K2nLwg8/Tkn0NysVv9I/AAAAAAAAFWk/CDusJKI15lU/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reesie's turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbSwr1R8Yb4/Tknz0r0Kh2I/AAAAAAAAFWc/Jnffi4syYQM/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641308094698522466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbSwr1R8Yb4/Tknz0r0Kh2I/AAAAAAAAFWc/Jnffi4syYQM/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know these are not my ideal pictures of myself being large and in charge, but I'm so glad that I have pictures of myself interacting WITH the kids! It's a miracle! Not that I'm interacting with them ;) but that I am in a picture with them. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEWlHA3DDMs/Tkny0Ef04XI/AAAAAAAAFWU/Icq2vzy27DQ/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641306984632607090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEWlHA3DDMs/Tkny0Ef04XI/AAAAAAAAFWU/Icq2vzy27DQ/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GVYgF-ePbk/TknyPTC8tUI/AAAAAAAAFWM/BFW8iwldAwA/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641306352882857282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GVYgF-ePbk/TknyPTC8tUI/AAAAAAAAFWM/BFW8iwldAwA/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really that large? WOw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cWvcsPd_AE/TknxuukKC6I/AAAAAAAAFWE/a1SEVyTo3ug/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641305793334217634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cWvcsPd_AE/TknxuukKC6I/AAAAAAAAFWE/a1SEVyTo3ug/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIcV1cl0ckQ/TknxRs7neXI/AAAAAAAAFV8/LCoYbqHp1-0/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641305294679538034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIcV1cl0ckQ/TknxRs7neXI/AAAAAAAAFV8/LCoYbqHp1-0/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, at least Cole and I are looking at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRQngi4UFOY/TknuvzJgV-I/AAAAAAAAFV0/Q_74cMKMr_4/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641302513209595874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRQngi4UFOY/TknuvzJgV-I/AAAAAAAAFV0/Q_74cMKMr_4/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha Reesie's face...what are the boys looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtXQegR9llk/Tknq7ChUv6I/AAAAAAAAFVs/e6DvHMWTDuc/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641298308268081058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtXQegR9llk/Tknq7ChUv6I/AAAAAAAAFVs/e6DvHMWTDuc/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In awe at nature :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnR2M2AtC_s/TknqEmuEj7I/AAAAAAAAFVk/tbKj64GHwko/s1600/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641297373092417458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnR2M2AtC_s/TknqEmuEj7I/AAAAAAAAFVk/tbKj64GHwko/s320/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAAAAAAAAAAT???? We're all looking! yay! How could I not post this?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how I break up every entry into parts, but I just take waaaay too many pictures. But I'm okay with that :) I'd rather have too many that not enough. We made some good memories on this trip. It was short but sweet and I was glad to sleep in my own bed even after one night away, but we had so much fun. Did I mention we bought a whoopie cushion in West Yellowstone? Hours of entertainment.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5669958602930027948?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5669958602930027948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5669958602930027948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5669958602930027948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5669958602930027948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/yellowstone-getaway-part-1.html' title='Yellowstone Getaway! Part 1'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mku1I8lZIY0/Tkn282lrtiI/AAAAAAAAFXk/9t1NajvSXKc/s72-c/Spring%2B2011%252C%2Byellowstone%2B079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6651248335134101834</id><published>2011-08-14T22:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:37:19.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Kindergarten :(</title><content type='html'>It's very weird that school is starting in a couple weeks when it feels like the last day of Kindergarten was only a couple weeks ago. This summer went by WAY too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uJlmaqDj43w/TkihWkC84DI/AAAAAAAAFVc/iMWpzCzqQnc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640935942286794802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uJlmaqDj43w/TkihWkC84DI/AAAAAAAAFVc/iMWpzCzqQnc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lv-enekPU8/TkihDCERSDI/AAAAAAAAFVU/nNGKXrlYhPE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640935606748006450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lv-enekPU8/TkihDCERSDI/AAAAAAAAFVU/nNGKXrlYhPE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He looks old doesn't he? And he also looks like he's ready for a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5COYm6vGM6g/TkigwSpAiLI/AAAAAAAAFVM/eWuJrb4ci88/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640935284779550898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5COYm6vGM6g/TkigwSpAiLI/AAAAAAAAFVM/eWuJrb4ci88/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few crazy faces before the bus comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Crmv6m2M8gA/TkigaSnqhoI/AAAAAAAAFVE/NHF1CjUoAs8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640934906816792194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Crmv6m2M8gA/TkigaSnqhoI/AAAAAAAAFVE/NHF1CjUoAs8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0OvEFTll7g/TkigE91lePI/AAAAAAAAFU8/f-n9t0yoK3Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640934540460783858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0OvEFTll7g/TkigE91lePI/AAAAAAAAFU8/f-n9t0yoK3Q/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yikes! Reese's eyes are creepy! I love Dax's face here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we're getting ready for the first day of Kindergarten for Reese and the first day of first grade. I think we are ready. At least as far as supplies go :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-6651248335134101834?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6651248335134101834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6651248335134101834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6651248335134101834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6651248335134101834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Last Day of Kindergarten :('/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uJlmaqDj43w/TkihWkC84DI/AAAAAAAAFVc/iMWpzCzqQnc/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8075515152166759006</id><published>2011-08-14T14:54:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T16:07:14.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker's 7th Birthday: Presents!</title><content type='html'>Ryker has a lot of people who love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tav4GNKXtuQ/TkhDxSQ6amI/AAAAAAAAFU0/Pv5ZBNasJaA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640833047276972642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tav4GNKXtuQ/TkhDxSQ6amI/AAAAAAAAFU0/Pv5ZBNasJaA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got a cool water gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vkZW1wCVgOM/TkhCdUVd1_I/AAAAAAAAFUs/TWtO4xSe1g4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640831604723931122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vkZW1wCVgOM/TkhCdUVd1_I/AAAAAAAAFUs/TWtO4xSe1g4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth guard and boise state hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQOr06Ay1Qs/TkhB52c6KbI/AAAAAAAAFUk/8B3WTTZw5cE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640830995406662066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQOr06Ay1Qs/TkhB52c6KbI/AAAAAAAAFUk/8B3WTTZw5cE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute dax :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tOZMGcXD-I/TkhBawiwXxI/AAAAAAAAFUc/yXCVCYwmw4E/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640830461244628754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tOZMGcXD-I/TkhBawiwXxI/AAAAAAAAFUc/yXCVCYwmw4E/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Invv4XdL2pM/TkhAWDqyVnI/AAAAAAAAFUU/QE6L_QhEUCU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640829280967612018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Invv4XdL2pM/TkhAWDqyVnI/AAAAAAAAFUU/QE6L_QhEUCU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It looks like Heather is flipping off the camera, but she's not. I can't believe that helmet fits her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAqkKG33zfs/Tkg9EgUYssI/AAAAAAAAFUM/53d6LUj4baM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640825680885756610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAqkKG33zfs/Tkg9EgUYssI/AAAAAAAAFUM/53d6LUj4baM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JvjKlY_cp30/Tkg8XhVmV8I/AAAAAAAAFUE/5IKcQXjru5c/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640824908065167298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JvjKlY_cp30/Tkg8XhVmV8I/AAAAAAAAFUE/5IKcQXjru5c/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He wants me to open his mouth guard. He seriously wears his football gear every single day. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZvkFuHqJ4c/Tkg7zdKzRqI/AAAAAAAAFT8/DQPWp1O3_OI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640824288470845090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZvkFuHqJ4c/Tkg7zdKzRqI/AAAAAAAAFT8/DQPWp1O3_OI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes his sports very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkUt6gXSZQc/Tkg22olFCyI/AAAAAAAAFT0/8LFAGAne4lk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640818845515320098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkUt6gXSZQc/Tkg22olFCyI/AAAAAAAAFT0/8LFAGAne4lk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got him some techdecks. mini skateboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd-NYUiGbyM/Tkg2U9XDubI/AAAAAAAAFTs/mBLuh11hvEE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640818266978105778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd-NYUiGbyM/Tkg2U9XDubI/AAAAAAAAFTs/mBLuh11hvEE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole had to be the awesome fun parent and get Ryker a Pirates of the Carribbean pirate ship. He loves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone who came to the party! And for all the gifts! We have the best family ever!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8075515152166759006?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8075515152166759006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8075515152166759006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8075515152166759006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8075515152166759006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/rykers-7th-birthday-presents.html' title='Ryker&apos;s 7th Birthday: Presents!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tav4GNKXtuQ/TkhDxSQ6amI/AAAAAAAAFU0/Pv5ZBNasJaA/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5943468078485043290</id><published>2011-08-12T23:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:13:47.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shoe Nazi</title><content type='html'>Kind of like the Soup Nazi, but with shoes...at Mcdonald's Playland. There is a Mcdonald's we go to a lot during the winter. We get a treat and let the kids play on the toys to keep sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this lady who works there who drives me up the wall. She is psychotic about the kids taking their shoes off. I think it's disgusting to take their shoes off since the toys are not sanitary. But don't worry, shoe nazi is right there hovering over everyone to make sure the kids take their shoes off! She's so annoying and she's the only employee who does this or even cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we were there to play and she was working, she really turned up the annoyingness (that's a word, right?). She hovered over us the entire time. She even climbed in the toys to tell a kid to take his shoes off. Yes, she climbed in with HER SHOES ON. Hypocrit... I'm sure she's more annoying to me because I'm "with child", but come on lady! Back off! While packing up our stuff and getting our jackets on to go she picks our drinks up off the table and hands them to me so she could wipe off the table. Keep in mind there was no one waiting for tables and they were not busy. I was very annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held it in so I didn't make a scene in front of my kids. I decided to get a hot fudge sundae on our way out. And guess who made my sundae??? The Shoe Nazi. I think she was seriously following me. So I ordered a hot fudge sundae with extra hot fudge and shoe nazi did not put my extra hot fudge on. BIG SUPRISE. This woman is out to get me I swear. I told her I ordered and paid for extra hot fudge. So, since I'm so kind and forgiving, she has really bugged the crap out of me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. I'm going to read this later and feel really crazy. I really went off there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've kind of been craving hot fudge sundaes lately. We went through the drive thru today at Mcdonald's so I could get one. When we pulled in the parking lot we saw shoe nazi taking the garbage out. Ryker said "Mom! It's the shoe nazi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard. That is just pathetic. What's worse? The fact that my son has heard me call this poor woman the shoe nazi several times? Or the fact that I go to Mcdonald's a lot for my hot fudge sundaes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she's a very nice person and probably has had a tough past and that's why she acts like she has a few loose screws. I need to be nice. I'll try really hard next time we go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5943468078485043290?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5943468078485043290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5943468078485043290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5943468078485043290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5943468078485043290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/shoe-nazi.html' title='The Shoe Nazi'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1959154411264374257</id><published>2011-08-12T23:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T23:38:23.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reese and I went to Target tonight. She was having a blast trying on school clothes and shoes. She was cracking me up. While shopping she said out of the blue "I wish I were a bunny so I could go to the moon." Apparently only bunnies go to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said "I wonder when our baby is going to come out. But I guess she'll come out when she wants to because it's her deal." Right she is! I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had video of her modeling her clothes and shoes. It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today she put star stickers on her ears like earrings and also all over her face. When we were checking out at Target, she still had the stars on her ears. She told the cashier that she is going to keep them on for 10 years because her Dad won't let her get her ears pierced. She said "My mom wanted to get them pierced when I was a baby, but my Dad didn't want to." I said "Dad's are just kind of boring like that aren't they?" She said "Ya...totally!" She had everyone around her chuckling. She was talking like she was a teeanager and her Dad was so uncool. I'm just glad I'm the "cool" one in this little scenerio :) She was on a roll today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out to the car and while I was loading our stuff she said "Mom, I just love shoes." Oh man...we are going to have some fun times together. I love her so much and I'm so glad she's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1959154411264374257?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1959154411264374257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1959154411264374257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1959154411264374257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1959154411264374257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/reese-and-i-went-to-target-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8725133528009634471</id><published>2011-08-12T23:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T23:22:40.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started moving the furniture around today to make room for bunkbeds in Ryker's room before the baby comes. Dax is moving into Ryker's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: While setting up the bunkbeds I realized that they did not give me the ladder and the side rails that go with the bunkbeds. I said "So are the ladder and safety rails in here as well?" They said "Yup they sure are." Well nope, they sure aren't. AND I got them in Utah. SUPER ANNOYING! I am so irritated. So now my upstairs is completely torn apart. Part of Ryker's room is in the hall, all the stuff from under his bed is on top of his bed and his dresser is blocking the closet. I put his dresser in front of his closet because it was only going to be there for a few hours. WRONG!! Anywho...that's my side story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since Ryker's room was a mess and his bed is covered with stuff, Cole suggested that Ryker have a sleepover in Reese's room on the floor so we could get them to bed quicker. Reese was so excited about this! Ryker did not want to because she never leaves him alone (although he didn't say that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Reese said "Please! I'll tape my mouth shut!" and then later she said "Where's the tape?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I say no after that? We obviously did not tape her mouth shut, and neither did she. She was very good when we put them to bed. She let Ryker go to sleep and just layed in bed quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8725133528009634471?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8725133528009634471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8725133528009634471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8725133528009634471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8725133528009634471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-started-moving-furniture-around-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1934839955383406052</id><published>2011-08-10T23:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:19:59.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker's 7th Birthday: CAKE</title><content type='html'>Really? This is the best picture I got of Ryker with his cake??? Lame. Oh well, at least I got one I guess. This is the second year in a row he's had the pirate cake. I think it turned out a little better last year, but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5agX_PtDVw/TkNlqDQe92I/AAAAAAAAFTk/aKW8kFIsJok/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639462931501348706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5agX_PtDVw/TkNlqDQe92I/AAAAAAAAFTk/aKW8kFIsJok/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3VaQJ1tOQA/TkNkXw35c2I/AAAAAAAAFTU/4G0QWQDqwRU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639461517817115490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3VaQJ1tOQA/TkNkXw35c2I/AAAAAAAAFTU/4G0QWQDqwRU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to blow out the candles. You can get a little bit of an idea of one of his gifts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next: Birthday gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1934839955383406052?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1934839955383406052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1934839955383406052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1934839955383406052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1934839955383406052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/rykers-7th-birthday-cake.html' title='Ryker&apos;s 7th Birthday: CAKE'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5agX_PtDVw/TkNlqDQe92I/AAAAAAAAFTk/aKW8kFIsJok/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-692689257924195957</id><published>2011-08-10T22:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:04:39.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker's Birthday: Part 3: Fart Party</title><content type='html'>Well I don't know what is wrong with me, but after I got the goodie bags put together and all the decorations up, I realized this party not only had the theme of pirates, but also a little bit of farts.&lt;br /&gt;I bought Whoopie Cushions for the goodie bags, as well as flarp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopie Cushions NEVER get old. Ever. That is how I knew Cole was my one and only. We laughed so hard together using the whoopie cushion at Disneyland while waiting in lines when we first met. Gooooooooood times. That is one of my favorite qualities about Cole, a great sense of humor! He has me laughing pretty often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCkf2FMwyL0/TkNgcMBHh7I/AAAAAAAAFTM/zyMrdGCa06Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639457195776509874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCkf2FMwyL0/TkNgcMBHh7I/AAAAAAAAFTM/zyMrdGCa06Y/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese playing with the flarp. It's pretty funny too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMuGJPP9jjY/TkNfsLkdqiI/AAAAAAAAFTE/_nwpaEgzC_U/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639456371022604834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMuGJPP9jjY/TkNfsLkdqiI/AAAAAAAAFTE/_nwpaEgzC_U/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker in his pirate costume, playing with a black pirate balloon that he got in his goodie bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YKDK3JsgTMI/TkNfUW-19SI/AAAAAAAAFS8/AkznxoN3az8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639455961769178402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YKDK3JsgTMI/TkNfUW-19SI/AAAAAAAAFS8/AkznxoN3az8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan and Reese having a gay ole time!&lt;br /&gt;They were trying to one up each other with their flarp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56QSbDdSh7Q/TkNeyvFO3zI/AAAAAAAAFS0/UW6n68VKdlQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639455384122875698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56QSbDdSh7Q/TkNeyvFO3zI/AAAAAAAAFS0/UW6n68VKdlQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sawyer, Jobi and Keller having fun with their goodie bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QMu9ZtERxA/TkNeYNwu85I/AAAAAAAAFSs/zIoQ-1A_vAM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639454928501928850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QMu9ZtERxA/TkNeYNwu85I/AAAAAAAAFSs/zIoQ-1A_vAM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What can I say? I am one classy broad. Doesn't every mom give their kid a fart party for their birthday? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-692689257924195957?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/692689257924195957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=692689257924195957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/692689257924195957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/692689257924195957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/rykers-birthday-part-3-fart-party.html' title='Ryker&apos;s Birthday: Part 3: Fart Party'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCkf2FMwyL0/TkNgcMBHh7I/AAAAAAAAFTM/zyMrdGCa06Y/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4049093427260958827</id><published>2011-08-10T06:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:11:37.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 weeks from today! Wooohoo! (The countdown I have on here is wrong btw). I better get some stuff accomplished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4049093427260958827?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4049093427260958827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4049093427260958827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4049093427260958827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4049093427260958827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-weeks-from-today-wooohoo-countdown-i.html' title='5 weeks from today! Wooohoo! (The countdown I have on here is wrong btw). I better get some stuff accomplished!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6410025674599326671</id><published>2011-08-09T21:52:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:44:41.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker's 7th Birthday: Part 2</title><content type='html'>Of course I got one million pictures from this family event! So I have to break it up in parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pirate themed party AGAIN. It worked out perfectly because the new Pirates movie had come out the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7L3RGp3Qgg/TkIJSINXayI/AAAAAAAAFSk/zhWHEYOXoQM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639079890467121954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7L3RGp3Qgg/TkIJSINXayI/AAAAAAAAFSk/zhWHEYOXoQM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course Ryker had to dress up and play the part. He looks stoned in this picture. Sorry about the bad picture buddy. You still look cute to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7OyPhoeEPk/TkII6bGn7gI/AAAAAAAAFSc/VTDi-1R6rwI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639079483222257154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7OyPhoeEPk/TkII6bGn7gI/AAAAAAAAFSc/VTDi-1R6rwI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's more like it! Pirate face!! I love Keller's face. He said he was trying to look mean. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3eWU2DVLGjE/TkIIRfItezI/AAAAAAAAFSU/6wp3sqlU-aY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639078779930114866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3eWU2DVLGjE/TkIIRfItezI/AAAAAAAAFSU/6wp3sqlU-aY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pirate fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFat_CkPiCs/TkIHML2078I/AAAAAAAAFSM/uXst4WcoTYw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639077589343858626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFat_CkPiCs/TkIHML2078I/AAAAAAAAFSM/uXst4WcoTYw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best little buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-njqJGxX0iTE/TkIGIbsXUxI/AAAAAAAAFSE/3SP-P7gn2Bs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639076425363837714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-njqJGxX0iTE/TkIGIbsXUxI/AAAAAAAAFSE/3SP-P7gn2Bs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo...so scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8l1zAdWCeyY/TkIFtwXWBhI/AAAAAAAAFR8/lUSWFoyJnX8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639075967056348690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8l1zAdWCeyY/TkIFtwXWBhI/AAAAAAAAFR8/lUSWFoyJnX8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if that's her pirate face or not, but she looks like she's got something else added to her snowcone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFE0-ZoGaOY/TkIFHTjC3rI/AAAAAAAAFR0/F9UYlAXKxD4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639075306485767858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFE0-ZoGaOY/TkIFHTjC3rI/AAAAAAAAFR0/F9UYlAXKxD4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made snow cones for everyone and they were a hit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qhr7tBS348/TkIEfO0zRYI/AAAAAAAAFRs/gwg0Sjt-8QQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639074618023298434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qhr7tBS348/TkIEfO0zRYI/AAAAAAAAFRs/gwg0Sjt-8QQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love that my dad ate a snow cone. Soooo not his type of thing. But by the look of that bite, I think he liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qURVYnzQwTc/TkIDYwnf_DI/AAAAAAAAFRk/2DDCZg_caR4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639073407323601970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qURVYnzQwTc/TkIDYwnf_DI/AAAAAAAAFRk/2DDCZg_caR4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two crack me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnsS_Dp7Rsc/TkICxRZYUZI/AAAAAAAAFRc/5R2JJeOWG9M/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639072728927981970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnsS_Dp7Rsc/TkICxRZYUZI/AAAAAAAAFRc/5R2JJeOWG9M/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MK8oJbl4630/TkICSiYFz8I/AAAAAAAAFRU/m8PB4ItLkg0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639072200910032834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MK8oJbl4630/TkICSiYFz8I/AAAAAAAAFRU/m8PB4ItLkg0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the freaky alien pic you posted of me Heather, you deserve this one ya grouch! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgOxo-QhORw/TkIB3QvdBMI/AAAAAAAAFRM/7NTIMHAzHpQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639071732319716546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgOxo-QhORw/TkIB3QvdBMI/AAAAAAAAFRM/7NTIMHAzHpQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahahahahahaha hi joey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWC3UUjH7Eo/TkIBGKB5FWI/AAAAAAAAFRE/yCroemaMpMU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639070888704415074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWC3UUjH7Eo/TkIBGKB5FWI/AAAAAAAAFRE/yCroemaMpMU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even preggers needed a snow cone treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-6410025674599326671?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6410025674599326671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6410025674599326671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6410025674599326671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6410025674599326671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/rykers-7th-birthday-part-2.html' title='Ryker&apos;s 7th Birthday: Part 2'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7L3RGp3Qgg/TkIJSINXayI/AAAAAAAAFSk/zhWHEYOXoQM/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6457707217699547782</id><published>2011-08-09T21:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:51:57.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School Supplies</title><content type='html'>I finally broke down and bought school supplies. It's too early I think. Now it just feels like school is starting any day because the kids won't stop talking about going to school. I am not ready yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at the store we were looking for undies and socks. Ryker HAD to get boxer briefs because apparently that's what "big kids" wear. And he wants to be as much like his dad as he possibly can. If only they had white ones :( Then he had to get ankle socks, just like dad. He was more excited about his underwear and socks than his star wars folders. Very odd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school shopping for two kids is a bit more spendy that I was expecting. I don't like how much everything costs! But, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-6457707217699547782?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6457707217699547782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6457707217699547782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6457707217699547782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6457707217699547782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/school-supplies.html' title='School Supplies'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1578651337466854880</id><published>2011-08-09T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:42:02.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait to wear normal jeans again :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-1578651337466854880?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1578651337466854880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1578651337466854880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1578651337466854880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1578651337466854880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-cant-wait-to-wear-normal-jeans-again.html' title='I can&apos;t wait to wear normal jeans again :)'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4230634093886834847</id><published>2011-08-07T22:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T23:22:59.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker's Birthday Breakfast and Friday Night Movie Night!</title><content type='html'>T'was the night before Ryker's birthday...so...we had Friday Night Movie Night! It was Reese's Preschool program and then we went home and watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1. Ryker's bff/cousin Keller came over and spent the night of course! They had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcHVcuXuA5s/Tj9u6A01XII/AAAAAAAAFQ8/2Cvev6SMLd8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638347201424219266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcHVcuXuA5s/Tj9u6A01XII/AAAAAAAAFQ8/2Cvev6SMLd8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax and Reese snuggled up ready for the movie to start. I love Friday Night Movie Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8r69IzkjKWc/Tj9ufsEjD8I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/Uy-PvWBPBV8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638346749176385474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8r69IzkjKWc/Tj9ufsEjD8I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/Uy-PvWBPBV8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching the show. Keller is set with his Harry Potter glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vR3knLmGRlU/Tj9tEoT9HKI/AAAAAAAAFQs/liQ7ewJQbdw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638345184799169698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vR3knLmGRlU/Tj9tEoT9HKI/AAAAAAAAFQs/liQ7ewJQbdw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker's Birthday Breakfast. Mickey Mouse pancakes is what he chose this year, like every year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJNwovrhcow/Tj9sTwLSV4I/AAAAAAAAFQk/CBkivlyf3l4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638344345096705922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJNwovrhcow/Tj9sTwLSV4I/AAAAAAAAFQk/CBkivlyf3l4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just had to post one with all the yummy strawberries on it. Looks so good, I want some right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4olWRBUkdQQ/Tj9qer8P2kI/AAAAAAAAFQc/zb4E5X1Koy4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638342333915191874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4olWRBUkdQQ/Tj9qer8P2kI/AAAAAAAAFQc/zb4E5X1Koy4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready to dig in. No he did not get that princess castle for his birthday. But years down the road we will look at these pictures and think that he did. I'm so mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hdLK-xwxp-c/Tj9qGDcMplI/AAAAAAAAFQU/kjApJzKwDV4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638341910726485586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hdLK-xwxp-c/Tj9qGDcMplI/AAAAAAAAFQU/kjApJzKwDV4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blowing out his breakfast candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breakfast we got ready and took the kids to Pirates of the Carribbean. My sister Heather happened to be in town so she came with Jobi and Sawyer. I met my sister Joey at the movie Rio for the younger kids to watch. Then we came home and got ready to party!&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/5360406300564745573-4230634093886834847?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4230634093886834847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4230634093886834847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4230634093886834847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4230634093886834847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/rykers-birthday-breakfast-and-friday.html' title='Ryker&apos;s Birthday Breakfast and Friday Night Movie Night!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcHVcuXuA5s/Tj9u6A01XII/AAAAAAAAFQ8/2Cvev6SMLd8/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5603509643763748772</id><published>2011-08-07T18:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:18:15.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He Works Hard For The Money!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We were getting ready for Ryker's birthday party and Cole was vacuuming. All the sudden Dax disappeared and came back downstairs with his toy vacuum and they vacuumed together. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpU42B4heFk/Tj8xV0TBioI/AAAAAAAAFQM/pVre0YKK8IM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638279509376600706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpU42B4heFk/Tj8xV0TBioI/AAAAAAAAFQM/pVre0YKK8IM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp10tFRq8h4/Tj8w7XF81ZI/AAAAAAAAFQE/VdVUQklCo9g/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638279054860539282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kp10tFRq8h4/Tj8w7XF81ZI/AAAAAAAAFQE/VdVUQklCo9g/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know you're all shocked that Cole knows how to work one of those. I was too. But I'm glad he's showing his son how it's done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yzw0Wf7gVtU/Tj8vRi6nJwI/AAAAAAAAFP8/-rJ_VsRd87c/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638277236968072962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yzw0Wf7gVtU/Tj8vRi6nJwI/AAAAAAAAFP8/-rJ_VsRd87c/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tiU5JUAfxs/Tj8u_bbCQvI/AAAAAAAAFP0/0Q18FHFjCjQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638276925718938354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tiU5JUAfxs/Tj8u_bbCQvI/AAAAAAAAFP0/0Q18FHFjCjQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Dax's stance in this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-5603509643763748772?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5603509643763748772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5603509643763748772&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5603509643763748772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5603509643763748772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-works-hard-for-money.html' title='He Works Hard For The Money!!!!!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpU42B4heFk/Tj8xV0TBioI/AAAAAAAAFQM/pVre0YKK8IM/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1489699897455681647</id><published>2011-08-07T15:52:00.023-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:18:33.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reese's Preschool Program, May 2011</title><content type='html'>Reese talked about her preschool program for weeks. All year long they learn songs. Mrs. Grimes is very musical. The kids love the songs. Especially Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SrwxJMXzsE/Tj8XikwkpcI/AAAAAAAAFPs/fe7eGNNhM-U/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638251141241546178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SrwxJMXzsE/Tj8XikwkpcI/AAAAAAAAFPs/fe7eGNNhM-U/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she just adorable? It was a little chilly on the night of the program. Luckily she had this cute little jacket that matched her dress perfectly. Courtesy of Grannie Sheila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qKCYa0wXz4/Tj8XQXknWQI/AAAAAAAAFPk/iMp9lxnJrrQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638250828464085250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qKCYa0wXz4/Tj8XQXknWQI/AAAAAAAAFPk/iMp9lxnJrrQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax just getting ready for his fit he will have later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ANoMDR8uN8/Tj8WMNwXfKI/AAAAAAAAFPc/kdiTeHZZJC0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638249657597918370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ANoMDR8uN8/Tj8WMNwXfKI/AAAAAAAAFPc/kdiTeHZZJC0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese was so ready to get the show started. She was the first one up on "stage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxYavUdxi0c/Tj8VulguXFI/AAAAAAAAFPU/6rXDQf_tubg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638249148578683986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxYavUdxi0c/Tj8VulguXFI/AAAAAAAAFPU/6rXDQf_tubg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zql4iouUdco/Tj8VAyueNcI/AAAAAAAAFPM/npCBU0afhzc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638248361852024258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zql4iouUdco/Tj8VAyueNcI/AAAAAAAAFPM/npCBU0afhzc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actions to the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erzfz3i3MFQ/Tj8Ufajsm8I/AAAAAAAAFPE/KVa8CvEZfkU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638247788428696514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erzfz3i3MFQ/Tj8Ufajsm8I/AAAAAAAAFPE/KVa8CvEZfkU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaeauMHx7I/Tj8UJBi_SnI/AAAAAAAAFO8/Y7agVMSuHqo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638247403757718130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FaeauMHx7I/Tj8UJBi_SnI/AAAAAAAAFO8/Y7agVMSuHqo/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's cute even when he's being a brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5E5m68ZOAw/Tj8Tzy6ItxI/AAAAAAAAFO0/hnW4DW2sV7E/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638247039051020050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5E5m68ZOAw/Tj8Tzy6ItxI/AAAAAAAAFO0/hnW4DW2sV7E/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can almost see the veins popping out of her neck from her passionate singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrWuksAFcZU/Tj8TTM9A_iI/AAAAAAAAFOs/Vz9MT0PG5KQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638246479106735650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrWuksAFcZU/Tj8TTM9A_iI/AAAAAAAAFOs/Vz9MT0PG5KQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was really into it! And in my eyes was the star of the show :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heedvRYEHCA/Tj8TBjCL5qI/AAAAAAAAFOk/QBZ-eGqf-TY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638246175796356770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heedvRYEHCA/Tj8TBjCL5qI/AAAAAAAAFOk/QBZ-eGqf-TY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear her over everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NFCx4se8X-M/Tj8SwG_YofI/AAAAAAAAFOc/5m_z3cMYIDY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638245876210639346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NFCx4se8X-M/Tj8SwG_YofI/AAAAAAAAFOc/5m_z3cMYIDY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hand on your heart! I can feel the patriotism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-va37tsmeooQ/Tj8Rwe1QcBI/AAAAAAAAFOU/Kcv0UoMxt_I/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638244783098982418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-va37tsmeooQ/Tj8Rwe1QcBI/AAAAAAAAFOU/Kcv0UoMxt_I/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She kills me! I love her. My mom brought her flowers from her yard with a little red bow tied around them. She loved the flowers. I mean, really, really loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xJommKelnY/Tj8O4xHoDMI/AAAAAAAAFOM/Rgz_ZDGgWIg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638241626911935682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xJommKelnY/Tj8O4xHoDMI/AAAAAAAAFOM/Rgz_ZDGgWIg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're so lucky to have family live close so they can come to things like this. They are so supportive of my kids. THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GoFhtxn86h8/Tj8NMXEnRGI/AAAAAAAAFOE/CeakFbc-y2c/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638239764494107746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GoFhtxn86h8/Tj8NMXEnRGI/AAAAAAAAFOE/CeakFbc-y2c/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, not the greatest picture of me. At the beginning of being pregnant is when I gained all of my weight and my face and hair was just gross contantly. This was during this period. I felt swollen and chubby. I still feel chubby obviously (because I am), But I feel better now than I did then. Weird. I don't ache now like I did then. I just have to take pictures of my gross self so my kids know I was there! I hate this picture of me, but love it of Reese and I together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZxKGjH5H5M/Tj8Maoaq-kI/AAAAAAAAFN0/AWnUlagdeKw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238910156569154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZxKGjH5H5M/Tj8Maoaq-kI/AAAAAAAAFN0/AWnUlagdeKw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese and Mrs. Grimes after the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqblh06gDEg/Tj8L-MwojtI/AAAAAAAAFNs/2OMl_VcXqkk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238421696155346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqblh06gDEg/Tj8L-MwojtI/AAAAAAAAFNs/2OMl_VcXqkk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese and Aunt Erin, they're so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOGBHsNUDgg/Tj8LolwJiAI/AAAAAAAAFNk/F45Fbe90z1A/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238050447886338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOGBHsNUDgg/Tj8LolwJiAI/AAAAAAAAFNk/F45Fbe90z1A/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture. Cute Reese and her cute Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE4UGB2jIfY/Tj8KosaaMNI/AAAAAAAAFNc/HIAZSMr9BD0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638236952724123858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE4UGB2jIfY/Tj8KosaaMNI/AAAAAAAAFNc/HIAZSMr9BD0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DL76zgApU8s/Tj8Jy0gmx0I/AAAAAAAAFNU/aYO7dWl4WAU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638236027184662338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DL76zgApU8s/Tj8Jy0gmx0I/AAAAAAAAFNU/aYO7dWl4WAU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were exploring Mrs. Grimes' yard. She has a little pond and a cute little bridge that Reese had to show Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so proud of Reese in her program. She's such a sweetie. I can't believe she is starting Kindergarten at the end of this month. How can she possibly be that old???? It just baffles my mind. I hope I can make it through the first day of school. She is the independent type that will not let me walk her in to the school. 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I was always so jealous because I had a summer birthday and never got to :( BUT...one year, my teacher let all the summer birthday kids bring a treat to share. This was my moment!!! I even remember what I brought, Twizzlers. Mmmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlt_KIlyUM8/Tj4vZ4fEneI/AAAAAAAAFNM/LFXHKhqbzcY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637995905220386274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlt_KIlyUM8/Tj4vZ4fEneI/AAAAAAAAFNM/LFXHKhqbzcY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Ryker's birthday we brought cupcakes. The Toy Story ones were not his first choice, but we got the best of what Sam's club had. He originally wanted me to make a big Boise State cake in the shape of a football. Ya...probably not. And the only reason is because the school does not allow homemade treats anymore. Has to be store bought. That was the ONLY reason, honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXJ47ng9NU/Tj4u7TR6vtI/AAAAAAAAFNE/D57wOqd8MJo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637995379837026002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXJ47ng9NU/Tj4u7TR6vtI/AAAAAAAAFNE/D57wOqd8MJo/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Ryker's class, the birthday kid gets to take the first bite before anyone else. He told me about this beforehand. Makes them feel pretty special I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1HtbMAsos4/Tj4tkkVW3bI/AAAAAAAAFM8/1Xu-nTYK6OU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637993889766235570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1HtbMAsos4/Tj4tkkVW3bI/AAAAAAAAFM8/1Xu-nTYK6OU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese and Dax got to be apart of it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rajwbj9IdUg/Tj4tEnPrgzI/AAAAAAAAFM0/dzAaiQH2bYk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637993340791915314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rajwbj9IdUg/Tj4tEnPrgzI/AAAAAAAAFM0/dzAaiQH2bYk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just need to find the rest of Ryker's Birthday pictures! Happy 7th buddy!&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/5360406300564745573-5829661165347492443?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5829661165347492443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5829661165347492443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5829661165347492443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5829661165347492443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/rykers-kindergarten-birthday.html' title='Ryker&apos;s Kindergarten Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlt_KIlyUM8/Tj4vZ4fEneI/AAAAAAAAFNM/LFXHKhqbzcY/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6670409944664106925</id><published>2011-08-07T00:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:11:31.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Dax</title><content type='html'>Just like my Mom suggested for the pictures of Dax on the toilet, this one will also be a great photo for Dax's senior slide show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wmubYEp1ZxI/Tj4q-r-Y3bI/AAAAAAAAFMs/OPf3OfmwuOU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637991039959096754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wmubYEp1ZxI/Tj4q-r-Y3bI/AAAAAAAAFMs/OPf3OfmwuOU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was all his idea. He thinks he's pretty funny. With that hair he does look like a girl with the crown and dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgozojKxEsY/Tj4qpVjvGaI/AAAAAAAAFMk/5wURx8Bbm_8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637990673164474786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgozojKxEsY/Tj4qpVjvGaI/AAAAAAAAFMk/5wURx8Bbm_8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love his facial expression here. Love you Daxie! This pictures will come back to bite you in the butt one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-6670409944664106925?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6670409944664106925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6670409944664106925&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6670409944664106925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6670409944664106925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/princess-dax.html' title='Princess Dax'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wmubYEp1ZxI/Tj4q-r-Y3bI/AAAAAAAAFMs/OPf3OfmwuOU/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-3861150393310562254</id><published>2011-08-05T22:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:05:50.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Kickball</title><content type='html'>When school was coming to an end, Ryker's school did a faculty vs. students kickball game. Ryker was so pumped. There was no way we were getting out of this one. He came home multiple times and said "Mom, they are having hot dogs, pop and chips for sale for only 50 cents!" He was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLn5bNAL2HE/TjzIhjbORfI/AAAAAAAAFMc/a4IjxxqKi30/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637601312331679218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLn5bNAL2HE/TjzIhjbORfI/AAAAAAAAFMc/a4IjxxqKi30/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we thought since this was so important to him we ought to practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI-2A8brm7M/TjzH3-hKZsI/AAAAAAAAFMU/yS-uyKmU-Uw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637600598049842882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI-2A8brm7M/TjzH3-hKZsI/AAAAAAAAFMU/yS-uyKmU-Uw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Ryker's idea. He got seat cushions from our kitchen chairs and used them as the bases. Pretty inventive if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T50cawH1x4g/TjzHgTInPJI/AAAAAAAAFMM/Iv9OtwqczEI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637600191267159186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T50cawH1x4g/TjzHgTInPJI/AAAAAAAAFMM/Iv9OtwqczEI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately I did not get any pictures of myself running the bases. Are you catching on to my sarcasm here? Yes, fat prego lady did run the bases and I did pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUegA9kinU8/TjzHBDY2zHI/AAAAAAAAFME/R2heZ6veHUg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637599654464375922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUegA9kinU8/TjzHBDY2zHI/AAAAAAAAFME/R2heZ6veHUg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax did a great job too! Ya that's him wearing his pj's from the night before and it's almost dinner time :) I thought why change him? It's almost bedtime again right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6_rZp2SDn0/TjzGuMzSFwI/AAAAAAAAFL8/IMl5ecHjShA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637599330573620994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6_rZp2SDn0/TjzGuMzSFwI/AAAAAAAAFL8/IMl5ecHjShA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the outfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LtazeBRlQT8/TjzGNtPF-oI/AAAAAAAAFL0/pbtoyiy8SOY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637598772344519298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LtazeBRlQT8/TjzGNtPF-oI/AAAAAAAAFL0/pbtoyiy8SOY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese was being a little sensitive so Cole took care of it. He has a way of cheering up the kids when I would normally run out of patience at the end of the day. Sometimes I think there's a reason he comes home when he does! Gives me a little break, the kids only want him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eax5MX_kbRI/TjzFwZ9me5I/AAAAAAAAFLs/PGktczt1GK4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637598268954672018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eax5MX_kbRI/TjzFwZ9me5I/AAAAAAAAFLs/PGktczt1GK4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker and Dax running the bases. After our game we went and had pizza! Perfect family night. Love nights like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to the kickball game at the school. It was so dumb. They did the younger grades first vs. faculty. The teachers they were playing with were getting the kids out left and right when it was their turn to kick. Then when the kids were in the outfield, the teachers kicked the ball really hard so the kids had no chance. It was totally lame. I'm not for letting kids win or anything, but I think there's an age when it's okay. They were playing against kindergartners and 1st graders. All the kids wanted to do was have a chance to kick the ball. It was a huge disappointment. Especially for Ryker. Next time I think we'll just play as a family at home :D&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/5360406300564745573-3861150393310562254?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/3861150393310562254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=3861150393310562254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3861150393310562254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/3861150393310562254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-kickball.html' title='Family Kickball'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLn5bNAL2HE/TjzIhjbORfI/AAAAAAAAFMc/a4IjxxqKi30/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-953859807417247939</id><published>2011-08-05T22:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:38:04.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training: Round 1</title><content type='html'>In the spring Dax wanted to try and use the toilet. I highly encourage this! Nothing came of it but it was a positive experience for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afUN_Lz-1Js/TjzEePmlANI/AAAAAAAAFLk/U5soIa4dbYc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637596857424478418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afUN_Lz-1Js/TjzEePmlANI/AAAAAAAAFLk/U5soIa4dbYc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried again last month. It went good for the day but then he was done with it. I got the funniest picture of him "Focusing" on the toilet. He would say "Be quiet Mom, I have to focuth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0KCs64D0Ic/TjzEEblQS8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/l98yhGGEgPk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637596413963553730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0KCs64D0Ic/TjzEEblQS8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/l98yhGGEgPk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We read his lightning McQueen book one million times to keep him entertained. We'll try again when it's his idea I guess. Not what I want but pick your battles!&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/5360406300564745573-953859807417247939?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/953859807417247939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=953859807417247939&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/953859807417247939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/953859807417247939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/potty-training-round-1.html' title='Potty Training: Round 1'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afUN_Lz-1Js/TjzEePmlANI/AAAAAAAAFLk/U5soIa4dbYc/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5400584490667424802</id><published>2011-08-05T22:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:22:34.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Playtime=brrrrrrrrr....</title><content type='html'>The kids looking freezing in these pictures, but they just had to get out and play on that swing set! They resisted MOST of the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uz5OuSNU5Fk/TjzAQciXgiI/AAAAAAAAFLU/eddDfVSQFAY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637592222331798050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uz5OuSNU5Fk/TjzAQciXgiI/AAAAAAAAFLU/eddDfVSQFAY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks weird without leaves on all the trees. I'm loving my yard right now and how green it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYO9Q70AhT0/Tjy9_wAijxI/AAAAAAAAFLM/zuJ2SHQE8Bs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637589736477593362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYO9Q70AhT0/Tjy9_wAijxI/AAAAAAAAFLM/zuJ2SHQE8Bs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a mission. Watch out for poop Dax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHsa1WHthjg/Tjy9gzxuG0I/AAAAAAAAFLE/ZmRpU8e0ZCM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637589204913232706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHsa1WHthjg/Tjy9gzxuG0I/AAAAAAAAFLE/ZmRpU8e0ZCM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oji9Qp5y0pY/Tjy8-oO05xI/AAAAAAAAFK8/AFbkQYCmRww/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637588617698535186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oji9Qp5y0pY/Tjy8-oO05xI/AAAAAAAAFK8/AFbkQYCmRww/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nice not to have to put coats and hats on right now!&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/5360406300564745573-5400584490667424802?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5400584490667424802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5400584490667424802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5400584490667424802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5400584490667424802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/spring-playtimebrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Spring Playtime=brrrrrrrrr....'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uz5OuSNU5Fk/TjzAQciXgiI/AAAAAAAAFLU/eddDfVSQFAY/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8149554981390628547</id><published>2011-08-04T22:04:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T22:53:26.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Wedding: Clinger Style</title><content type='html'>When we heard the wedding was happening, we decided to have a princess party! Why wouldn't we want to witness a real life princess marrying her prince? Reese was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EWSeD5wyD0/TjtyPi8m9NI/AAAAAAAAFK0/gHlhyc5dZoQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637224969988928722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EWSeD5wyD0/TjtyPi8m9NI/AAAAAAAAFK0/gHlhyc5dZoQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made princessy food, Reese dressed up and Grandma Sheila came over! It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQH7lwWcXoM/Tjtx9LSmzKI/AAAAAAAAFKs/mteJD3Ool6I/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637224654401096866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQH7lwWcXoM/Tjtx9LSmzKI/AAAAAAAAFKs/mteJD3Ool6I/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queen Grannie and Princess Reesie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt-PXmUNkZE/TjtxbDrDhZI/AAAAAAAAFKk/_ua0SQvNhNQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637224068240606610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt-PXmUNkZE/TjtxbDrDhZI/AAAAAAAAFKk/_ua0SQvNhNQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had hot apple cider in cute little princess sized cups. It definitely made it taste better. Reese had to show grandma over and over how to drink it like a princess with her pinky sticking out. She's a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B02eFQbYZrA/Tjtw9Lp0-5I/AAAAAAAAFKc/8Uxoue9qMxI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637223554986867602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B02eFQbYZrA/Tjtw9Lp0-5I/AAAAAAAAFKc/8Uxoue9qMxI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There you go Grandma! She's getting the hang of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDVsUwdXru0/TjtwiXg_4NI/AAAAAAAAFKU/RfitawYIWoc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637223094314590418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDVsUwdXru0/TjtwiXg_4NI/AAAAAAAAFKU/RfitawYIWoc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spread. I made finger sandwiches, chocolate covered strawberries, piggies in a blanket (every princess eats those) and we also had grapes, cookies and animal crackers. All on a princess blanket. It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQtD5E3FFdo/TjtwO3XhemI/AAAAAAAAFKM/9FB8kYL69gc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637222759267400290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQtD5E3FFdo/TjtwO3XhemI/AAAAAAAAFKM/9FB8kYL69gc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Reese took this picture of the tv. But I thought it was a good picture to post! Diane and Barbara~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gttCuR65PA8/Tjttak1PleI/AAAAAAAAFKE/qPzgLcq3uZw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637219661915330018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gttCuR65PA8/Tjttak1PleI/AAAAAAAAFKE/qPzgLcq3uZw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it just me or does that strawberry look tastey? This girl ate and ate and ate and ate and ate....and ate. My mom and I both watched with amazement at how much food that girl could put down! She is definitely a good eater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcJlUaeRYqA/TjtsRK1APFI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/PeBb9Ilq7rU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637218400804551762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcJlUaeRYqA/TjtsRK1APFI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/PeBb9Ilq7rU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queen Grammie snacking on a piggy in a blanket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun. I put Dax in bed for a nap and Ryker was at school, so we had a girls' party. Thanks for coming mom! I'm so glad Reese could train us how to be princesses! She knows best!&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/5360406300564745573-8149554981390628547?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8149554981390628547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8149554981390628547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8149554981390628547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8149554981390628547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/royal-wedding-clinger-style.html' title='The Royal Wedding: Clinger Style'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EWSeD5wyD0/TjtyPi8m9NI/AAAAAAAAFK0/gHlhyc5dZoQ/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6677391518633208717</id><published>2011-08-03T23:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:48:40.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting</title><content type='html'>Dax gave painting a try and he loved it. He was allowed (aloud?) to make a mess. I was even encouraging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lj5xi-YSjE/TjoxSZ1CUTI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/BuxL4jloV00/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636872075848339762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lj5xi-YSjE/TjoxSZ1CUTI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/BuxL4jloV00/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNkVYcCMYkg/Tjow2piD_jI/AAAAAAAAFJs/fPF0_qe5_yk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636871599027387954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNkVYcCMYkg/Tjow2piD_jI/AAAAAAAAFJs/fPF0_qe5_yk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ym1n1jtpmo/TjowVuc0__I/AAAAAAAAFJk/g4gPGigjOOo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636871033411928050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ym1n1jtpmo/TjowVuc0__I/AAAAAAAAFJk/g4gPGigjOOo/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese loves painting too. I'm not really sure what she's painting here, but it kinda looks like a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0cP3wFvjUk/Tjov9pi_VOI/AAAAAAAAFJc/jrN9i9m2kis/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636870619778733282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0cP3wFvjUk/Tjov9pi_VOI/AAAAAAAAFJc/jrN9i9m2kis/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deciding what to paint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-6677391518633208717?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6677391518633208717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6677391518633208717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6677391518633208717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6677391518633208717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/painting.html' title='Painting'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4lj5xi-YSjE/TjoxSZ1CUTI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/BuxL4jloV00/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1243655456809356249</id><published>2011-08-03T23:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:31:23.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside hunt!</title><content type='html'>So I didn't get as many outside hunt pics as I thought. Cole made a golden egg and whoever found the golden egg won a prize. I think Karlie won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPEI-JixoFo/Tjotj9nqTuI/AAAAAAAAFJU/WTJrD8UZi8M/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636867979467181794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPEI-JixoFo/Tjotj9nqTuI/AAAAAAAAFJU/WTJrD8UZi8M/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyKqEu8P780/TjotQqdg9QI/AAAAAAAAFJM/Yq_k3a_Vuhw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636867647906837762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyKqEu8P780/TjotQqdg9QI/AAAAAAAAFJM/Yq_k3a_Vuhw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJW10XddY0c/Tjos4pVqfQI/AAAAAAAAFJE/eSfwin1U0rA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636867235288612098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJW10XddY0c/Tjos4pVqfQI/AAAAAAAAFJE/eSfwin1U0rA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie, Karlie, Dax, Reese, Ryker and Cassie&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/5360406300564745573-1243655456809356249?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/1243655456809356249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=1243655456809356249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1243655456809356249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/1243655456809356249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/outside-hunt.html' title='Outside hunt!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPEI-JixoFo/Tjotj9nqTuI/AAAAAAAAFJU/WTJrD8UZi8M/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6605086839206866451</id><published>2011-08-03T08:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:39:14.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>We also went to church on Easter Sunday with Grandma Judy. Ryker was super nervous about staying in primary in a place he didn't know. Reese saw her cousins and walked right in. Dax saw trucks and tractors in the nursery and ran right in. So we talked Ryker into staying for a little while and then we left early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StcLm5GUzkk/TjlZlGglFXI/AAAAAAAAFI8/S48ZJfKSasI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634902568179058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StcLm5GUzkk/TjlZlGglFXI/AAAAAAAAFI8/S48ZJfKSasI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two are two peas in a pod. Quick Ryker story: Cole just left yesterday to go out of town for work. In the car yesterday we heard that song "Just Like You" or "I've been watching you" is that what it's called? Not sure. But it's the song about how the little boy wants to be just like his Dad and everything he does is to be just like his Dad. It's the cutest song and I tear up everytime I hear it because I swear it was written about Ryker and Cole. I've never met a kid that idolizes his Dad more than Ryker. He can do no wrong in his eye. Oh how would it be? They sure have a special bond and I'm so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we heard this song in the car after Cole left. I tell Ryker everytime it's on the radio that it's "Dad and Ryker's song". He told me later that when he heard that song on the radio, he looked out the window and got tears in his eyes because he misses Dad and he loves him. How sweet is that? I love this boy. He's so tender hearted and LOVES his Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JpCWJKiQtwQ/TjlZNv_lZdI/AAAAAAAAFI0/j2SVh4HG9Kg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634501387216338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JpCWJKiQtwQ/TjlZNv_lZdI/AAAAAAAAFI0/j2SVh4HG9Kg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like father like son. Patiently waiting for the girls to get ready for church while watching some tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaA995Rf_cs/TjlYyiiZ5lI/AAAAAAAAFIs/a8qjP0XFnsM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634033918699090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DaA995Rf_cs/TjlYyiiZ5lI/AAAAAAAAFIs/a8qjP0XFnsM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya, that's right. I'm getting better at this whole "everyone look at the camera at the same time" thing. That's two pictures in a very short amount of time. We get a lot of practice. Just take note of all the pictures below to prove how long it took. And that's not even half of them! (oh wait...Ryker's eyes look shifty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHA2jDctfSw/TjlYcF2l-NI/AAAAAAAAFIk/qcSTNFB1P9g/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636633648261626066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHA2jDctfSw/TjlYcF2l-NI/AAAAAAAAFIk/qcSTNFB1P9g/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess whether you're in your Sunday best and you're getting your pictures taken or not, when your bum itches, you gotta itch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkPGQAs1V_o/TjlYIciFvAI/AAAAAAAAFIc/gsnNXStRC6E/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636633310752259074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkPGQAs1V_o/TjlYIciFvAI/AAAAAAAAFIc/gsnNXStRC6E/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh dear...at least he's smiling. He normally covers his face for picture time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aptG3ko4NU/TjlXvXoEBcI/AAAAAAAAFIU/YBOEEwJrMrk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636632879938405826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aptG3ko4NU/TjlXvXoEBcI/AAAAAAAAFIU/YBOEEwJrMrk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2T3s7wvhPQ/TjlXXnO-6OI/AAAAAAAAFIM/Vv8pjTL2jtQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636632471811320034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2T3s7wvhPQ/TjlXXnO-6OI/AAAAAAAAFIM/Vv8pjTL2jtQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this dress so cute? Grandma Judy got it for her for her birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6IyszDEP7HM/TjlWsmGiSnI/AAAAAAAAFIE/9bhak33YTKI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636631732773079666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6IyszDEP7HM/TjlWsmGiSnI/AAAAAAAAFIE/9bhak33YTKI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couple of cuties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mSN5s061iDY/TjlWYH4rjEI/AAAAAAAAFH8/5LnvDrFsYmA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636631381064518722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mSN5s061iDY/TjlWYH4rjEI/AAAAAAAAFH8/5LnvDrFsYmA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese got a new Easter purse from Grannie Sheila. Reese knows what to say to Grandma Sheila when we go to Target. It's like stealing candy from a baby. Piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BoIVJAzXb0/TjlV_kGQ71I/AAAAAAAAFH0/GhzelYeb0z0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636630959140958034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BoIVJAzXb0/TjlV_kGQ71I/AAAAAAAAFH0/GhzelYeb0z0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! A picture of ME with the kids! This is rare. Even though I am not my perdiest in this pic, I have to document it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have one more Easter post left! We did a hunt outside with cousins. Coming up...&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/5360406300564745573-6605086839206866451?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6605086839206866451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6605086839206866451&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6605086839206866451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6605086839206866451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/easter-sunday-best.html' title='EASTER Sunday Best'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StcLm5GUzkk/TjlZlGglFXI/AAAAAAAAFI8/S48ZJfKSasI/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-9128353314216386923</id><published>2011-08-02T22:15:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:53:08.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter: part 3: The HUNT</title><content type='html'>After the kids checked out their baskets, it was time for the egg hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2PpvjcJJk/TjjSXgl5VnI/AAAAAAAAFHs/vNZcdgLscI0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636486234981881458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2PpvjcJJk/TjjSXgl5VnI/AAAAAAAAFHs/vNZcdgLscI0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have to remind Ryker to slow down so his younger brother and sister can get some eggs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2T3ax_QY-yY/TjjR7RUIl7I/AAAAAAAAFHk/mm6KbEU1Z9Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636485749844514738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2T3ax_QY-yY/TjjR7RUIl7I/AAAAAAAAFHk/mm6KbEU1Z9Y/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kNWeUOJkeNo/TjjRNCshBSI/AAAAAAAAFHc/3ql2C4zDQt8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636484955646264610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kNWeUOJkeNo/TjjRNCshBSI/AAAAAAAAFHc/3ql2C4zDQt8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker can hunt and eat a mouthful of candy at the same time. That is talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut5xSclitIw/TjjQkb_122I/AAAAAAAAFHU/4Euim4vaops/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636484258063571810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut5xSclitIw/TjjQkb_122I/AAAAAAAAFHU/4Euim4vaops/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese showing off her find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1FK6Sq2bZg/TjjP_erNZOI/AAAAAAAAFHM/soe82XOyu1Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636483623127180514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1FK6Sq2bZg/TjjP_erNZOI/AAAAAAAAFHM/soe82XOyu1Q/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Dax's grouchiness wore off, he got into the hunt and did pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Psry5tHa6Xo/TjjPlqwuNlI/AAAAAAAAFHE/EjD9o0m4ZFQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636483179694929490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Psry5tHa6Xo/TjjPlqwuNlI/AAAAAAAAFHE/EjD9o0m4ZFQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naFU3PQrvAU/TjjPS3my55I/AAAAAAAAFG8/85pId4gT1hI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636482856725440402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naFU3PQrvAU/TjjPS3my55I/AAAAAAAAFG8/85pId4gT1hI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Ryker looking around the corner for eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMbk4YSvjBE/TjjOkQdJDeI/AAAAAAAAFG0/JNcdqm965KM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636482055941983714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMbk4YSvjBE/TjjOkQdJDeI/AAAAAAAAFG0/JNcdqm965KM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VyErpOgf5Sw/TjjOGmxcotI/AAAAAAAAFGs/g1q81nOoHvM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636481546536657618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VyErpOgf5Sw/TjjOGmxcotI/AAAAAAAAFGs/g1q81nOoHvM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holy Fro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9yAiuiYKfg/TjjNr77aLII/AAAAAAAAFGk/LSQP4-eixtg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636481088359115906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9yAiuiYKfg/TjjNr77aLII/AAAAAAAAFGk/LSQP4-eixtg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am pregnant in this picture, not just chunky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbMyKyv6FoQ/TjjNPCMDvpI/AAAAAAAAFGc/IMlpjxatJCY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636480591823355538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbMyKyv6FoQ/TjjNPCMDvpI/AAAAAAAAFGc/IMlpjxatJCY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No he knows what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SIL3kWyPwJg/TjjMqCainMI/AAAAAAAAFGU/OsmcAIpxvNY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636479956228938946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SIL3kWyPwJg/TjjMqCainMI/AAAAAAAAFGU/OsmcAIpxvNY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three cute little nerds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3UDVBCJqBE/TjjMLUVHcOI/AAAAAAAAFGM/cwR-T9RPTGw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636479428462080226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3UDVBCJqBE/TjjMLUVHcOI/AAAAAAAAFGM/cwR-T9RPTGw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5360406300564745573-9128353314216386923?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/9128353314216386923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=9128353314216386923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/9128353314216386923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/9128353314216386923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/easter-part-3-hunt.html' title='Easter: part 3: The HUNT'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2PpvjcJJk/TjjSXgl5VnI/AAAAAAAAFHs/vNZcdgLscI0/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5766297799846236425</id><published>2011-08-01T23:09:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:36:22.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter: Part 2: Baskets</title><content type='html'>Every time we go to Grandma Judy's house is drawing time! Ryker gets his love and skill from Grandma. She's a very good artist as well. Ryker drew this picture of the Easter Bunny. I think it's AWESOME! He's such a good little artist. He left it out for the Easter Bunny to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auW6k3vfPEc/TjeKsTVVNRI/AAAAAAAAFGE/TwH-kMqNYiE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636125952386086162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auW6k3vfPEc/TjeKsTVVNRI/AAAAAAAAFGE/TwH-kMqNYiE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Easter Bunny even wrote a little note to Ryker telling him thank you for the cool picture. Ryker thought that was the greatest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPu9DFiOT3M/TjeKDxKJ-kI/AAAAAAAAFF8/k9WhbO9GQtk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636125256017640002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPu9DFiOT3M/TjeKDxKJ-kI/AAAAAAAAFF8/k9WhbO9GQtk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryker's basket, coloring stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go72R9AX73c/TjeJwZamoTI/AAAAAAAAFF0/hvfjIKEoCZA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636124923226661170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go72R9AX73c/TjeJwZamoTI/AAAAAAAAFF0/hvfjIKEoCZA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids got way too much candy this year. The Easter Bunny needs to scale back on the candy next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqs25CN-iOU/TjeJaZJMeaI/AAAAAAAAFFs/AagztBFusTI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636124545196521890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqs25CN-iOU/TjeJaZJMeaI/AAAAAAAAFFs/AagztBFusTI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6UheaeXkbc/TjeI7ndDhUI/AAAAAAAAFFk/oNSN2cMMT6M/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636124016461972802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6UheaeXkbc/TjeI7ndDhUI/AAAAAAAAFFk/oNSN2cMMT6M/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bedhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBUCm-7bWo0/TjeHiBdip-I/AAAAAAAAFFc/tAdO50Fq9uE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636122477255108578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBUCm-7bWo0/TjeHiBdip-I/AAAAAAAAFFc/tAdO50Fq9uE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax was so grouchy. He didn't want anything to do with Easter until he realized there was candy. But he refused to get a picture with his basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z56J7m9ByrM/TjeG0D1JnFI/AAAAAAAAFFU/iWnHSvnpLfo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636121687617018962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z56J7m9ByrM/TjeG0D1JnFI/AAAAAAAAFFU/iWnHSvnpLfo/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cadbury egg? Maybe it's not too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some cute pictures of them hunting for eggs coming right up!&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/5360406300564745573-5766297799846236425?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5766297799846236425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5766297799846236425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5766297799846236425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5766297799846236425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/easter-part-2-baskets.html' title='Easter: Part 2: Baskets'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auW6k3vfPEc/TjeKsTVVNRI/AAAAAAAAFGE/TwH-kMqNYiE/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5860794924016440609</id><published>2011-08-01T22:20:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:06:38.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, I have no idea why it's underlined. I'm a moron and can't figure out how to turn it off. Super annoying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This year for Easter we went to Grandma Judy's house! It was lots of fun. Before we left, we made some Easter treats and colored Easter eggs.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dojZ3AHiSo8/TjeDo72pDBI/AAAAAAAAFFM/SYkHTu65OPs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636118197962345490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dojZ3AHiSo8/TjeDo72pDBI/AAAAAAAAFFM/SYkHTu65OPs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a friend that made these little nests and I thought they were so cute! I hate peeps, but the next part was tasty. And look at that, no more underline. Hmm...that was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJAlh39J_bY/TjeDR4GKTvI/AAAAAAAAFFE/jCuzQzXC0GI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636117801816706802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJAlh39J_bY/TjeDR4GKTvI/AAAAAAAAFFE/jCuzQzXC0GI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't cute little treats? We'll have to make those an Easter tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yparBwoslJk/TjeC3YW8NEI/AAAAAAAAFE8/VFaApzC42HY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636117346620552258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yparBwoslJk/TjeC3YW8NEI/AAAAAAAAFE8/VFaApzC42HY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I let the kids put the chocolate eggs on and the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zHTV7N6aC0/TjeChQwNLVI/AAAAAAAAFE0/tjE8WYmPCYw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636116966621916498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zHTV7N6aC0/TjeChQwNLVI/AAAAAAAAFE0/tjE8WYmPCYw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhK1v1AJj5Y/TjeCHxrkl3I/AAAAAAAAFEs/XQadshkWC0I/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636116528784250738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhK1v1AJj5Y/TjeCHxrkl3I/AAAAAAAAFEs/XQadshkWC0I/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to color Easter eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCwlrLN2RAc/TjeBMZVKF4I/AAAAAAAAFEk/JSXZwsgEYbU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636115508635506562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCwlrLN2RAc/TjeBMZVKF4I/AAAAAAAAFEk/JSXZwsgEYbU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom has chickens and she is my egg supplier. The eggs are brown and they made the colors turn out even deeper and prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPYbGRzx-34/Tjd_9esdsdI/AAAAAAAAFEc/NsmoVes5QeY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636114152865771986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPYbGRzx-34/Tjd_9esdsdI/AAAAAAAAFEc/NsmoVes5QeY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course Ryker picked green for his first egg. It is his favorite color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0mJPep16p4/Tjd9QmsAMEI/AAAAAAAAFEU/VZfv7IqWuWE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636111182893953090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0mJPep16p4/Tjd9QmsAMEI/AAAAAAAAFEU/VZfv7IqWuWE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbh8VR5ui_Q/Tjd8p4szgfI/AAAAAAAAFEM/PMc52PXr3Ck/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636110517714256370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbh8VR5ui_Q/Tjd8p4szgfI/AAAAAAAAFEM/PMc52PXr3Ck/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax was totally into it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMyxQgGd-RQ/Tjd8Kiz7rjI/AAAAAAAAFEE/9r4DkFMmDuY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636109979262627378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMyxQgGd-RQ/Tjd8Kiz7rjI/AAAAAAAAFEE/9r4DkFMmDuY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More egg hunts and Easter dress to come!&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/5360406300564745573-5860794924016440609?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5860794924016440609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5860794924016440609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5860794924016440609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5860794924016440609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/easter-part-1.html' title='Easter: Part 1'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dojZ3AHiSo8/TjeDo72pDBI/AAAAAAAAFFM/SYkHTu65OPs/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-4907003779467996196</id><published>2011-08-01T13:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T13:30:19.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Day...Indoors</title><content type='html'>Like I've posted before, when it's winter 9 months out of the year (I'm only slightly exaggerating here), you have to get creative indoors. Reese decided to have a beach party. She had snacks and laid out a blanket and pretending to jump in the water from the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkqcMuwCPnM/Tjb99gA9toI/AAAAAAAAFD8/hVXJAL29at4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635971216708580994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkqcMuwCPnM/Tjb99gA9toI/AAAAAAAAFD8/hVXJAL29at4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice the "lady" in this picture too? That swimsuit is so cute. Too bad the first time she wore it boating she sharted in it and I will have to throw the bottoms away. Oh well, at least it was cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-4907003779467996196?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/4907003779467996196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=4907003779467996196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4907003779467996196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/4907003779467996196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/beach-dayindoors.html' title='Beach Day...Indoors'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkqcMuwCPnM/Tjb99gA9toI/AAAAAAAAFD8/hVXJAL29at4/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6191594357821182061</id><published>2011-08-01T13:07:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T13:25:05.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Repuzel and Dax &amp; his lady</title><content type='html'>When I was shopping for hats for the Kentucky Derby, Dax liked trying on the hats too. He would say "I want my lady! Let me wear my lady." So for some reason he calls big hats like that "ladies". I have no idea why. But it's pretty cute. I bought this hat for Reese from the Target $1 section around Easter time. He thought it was funny to wear the "lady" and ride the buckin bull! That's what every "lady" does right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrTh89TaLe8/Tjb7qdgcEwI/AAAAAAAAFD0/r0yaXIs6IQA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635968690594517762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrTh89TaLe8/Tjb7qdgcEwI/AAAAAAAAFD0/r0yaXIs6IQA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kdah0ploLls/Tjb7W5fb2aI/AAAAAAAAFDs/UWJ-rbLmrps/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635968354509117858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kdah0ploLls/Tjb7W5fb2aI/AAAAAAAAFDs/UWJ-rbLmrps/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh...what a cute lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjHtyakZlEw/Tjb7GbBLitI/AAAAAAAAFDk/m7Cpj41Clk4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635968071451249362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjHtyakZlEw/Tjb7GbBLitI/AAAAAAAAFDk/m7Cpj41Clk4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDJZbdfbGMw/Tjb6xqAw3pI/AAAAAAAAFDc/bYeX6faBAsc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635967714698780306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDJZbdfbGMw/Tjb6xqAw3pI/AAAAAAAAFDc/bYeX6faBAsc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so funny tilting his head back and forth riding along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrxtwqTuwwo/Tjb6d-9ShQI/AAAAAAAAFDU/PAXl2-eKZWk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635967376723969282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrxtwqTuwwo/Tjb6d-9ShQI/AAAAAAAAFDU/PAXl2-eKZWk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reese loves the movie Tangled. Who doesn't, it's such a cute movie. She created her own Repuzel costume. She made a paper crown, made the design on the chest of her dress out of paper and taped it on one of her nightgowns, and then tied a pink ribbon around her waiste. Pretty creative if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r150RbTAkHM/Tjb5-2Sr-xI/AAAAAAAAFDM/yaTruZml8Ts/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635966841821854482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r150RbTAkHM/Tjb5-2Sr-xI/AAAAAAAAFDM/yaTruZml8Ts/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She even put all the flower clips in her hair that we own just like the little girls do in the village on the movie. She was the cutest Repuzel ever. &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/5360406300564745573-6191594357821182061?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6191594357821182061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6191594357821182061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6191594357821182061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6191594357821182061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/08/repuzel-and-dax-his-lady.html' title='Repuzel and Dax &amp; his lady'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrTh89TaLe8/Tjb7qdgcEwI/AAAAAAAAFD0/r0yaXIs6IQA/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-1259330801752825102</id><published>2011-07-31T22:27:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:50:55.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dax</title><content type='html'>Just a few pictures of Daxie boy. He's such a little terd, but ya gotta love this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had just pulled into the driveway from church and he was pestering Reese. She was getting really upset. He thought he was so funny. He chanted "I made her mad agaaaain" over and over. Then he got out of his seat and sat in her seat and chanted "Now I'm in her seeeeeeat..." over and over. This also included a little dance. He learns all of his teasing skills from Ryker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR_qZKm-N60/TjY7zxbixxI/AAAAAAAAFDE/zcukiuDmWkU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635757744328984338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR_qZKm-N60/TjY7zxbixxI/AAAAAAAAFDE/zcukiuDmWkU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgtrWVg5g1w/TjY5mvAFd2I/AAAAAAAAFC8/RgfKo_E4tzQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635755321315391330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgtrWVg5g1w/TjY5mvAFd2I/AAAAAAAAFC8/RgfKo_E4tzQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cBd96fFn4m0/TjY3I5T8ryI/AAAAAAAAFC0/KeeJLzTJ2Zg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635752609663725346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cBd96fFn4m0/TjY3I5T8ryI/AAAAAAAAFC0/KeeJLzTJ2Zg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried a day of potty training. He did good for a day but the next day he was ticked off and would not try again. And with this kid, you can't force him. It doesn't work. Has to be his idea. And since potty training has to be kept a positive experience, I gave up. We'll try later. Maybe when the new baby comes and sees that it's wearing diapers, he'll think it's time to be a big boy. I hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WG7XiDosrI/TjYwOHaFMUI/AAAAAAAAFCs/3jja1ekdfL4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635745002765496642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5WG7XiDosrI/TjYwOHaFMUI/AAAAAAAAFCs/3jja1ekdfL4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's just doing a little light cleaning here. I have the cutest picture of Cole and Dax vacuuming together. It's so funny (and rare :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37XQahRag1M/TjYtR4_sKsI/AAAAAAAAFCk/hn4-AXdLdTQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635741769081301698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37XQahRag1M/TjYtR4_sKsI/AAAAAAAAFCk/hn4-AXdLdTQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snuggling. I love snuggling with this little guy and it doesn't happen very often these days. He fell asleep and I took full advantage of holding on to him the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iHWfejET28/TjYr3QzegQI/AAAAAAAAFCc/EMaQ0pYH2io/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635740212104429826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iHWfejET28/TjYr3QzegQI/AAAAAAAAFCc/EMaQ0pYH2io/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am obviously not asleep, but Dax is. 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We got a boat! We've been thinking about it for a while now and finally did it. We love summer, but we are usually pretty lame and feel like we don't have much to do. Camping isn't really possible to do all the time because Cole can't take a lot of time off work, so a camper was out. So we decided a boat would be something that would be fast to load and unload and we don't have to go far to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have taken it out twice on our own now and we absolutely love it! I keep telling Cole I'm so glad we got it. We have had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to record what we did today and the big kid steps Ryker took today. He's always been extremely cautious, a little too cautious on some things. I blame his parents. He's our oldest and we are both very over protective. When we saw that it was a hinderance to Ryker, we've tried to back off a bit. It has helped him A LOT, but he still has certain fears. But now we try to push him to try new things. We don't want him to have regrets later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these pictures were taken last weekend. We went ot Pallisades with my sister Erin and her boyfriend Chad and it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any pictures from today because I'm a moron and left the camera in the truck after we were already on the water. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a lake in Montana with some friends. Before we left, Ryker told us his top front tooth was extremely loose. I hadn't noticed before. It was barely hanging on! So Cole was trying to convince him to pull it out himself. Ryker has lost his 2 bottom teeth already and it was a tramatic experience of course. So I did not think Ryker would do it. But he did! I was shocked that he would do it himself. We are so proud of him for being brave, and so was he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just the beginning of many brave things he did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got to the lake, Reese and her little friend were looking for frogs. They found one and they were so excited. Even though Ryker has come such a long ways in the brave department, he will not hold a grasshopper (I can't say that I blame him). He will hold ladybugs, worms, rolly polly etc., but no grasshoppers. So I thought he wouldn't have anything to do with a frog. The kids caught about 10 frogs the whole day. Ryker held several frogs throughout the day. They even took 2 home to be their pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese's frog's name is Pickle and Ryker's is named Spike. They had so much fun with those cute little frogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KBXzhsoWZPs/TjT1XIbrXBI/AAAAAAAAFCU/iUiNbeULSHY/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635398811496700946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KBXzhsoWZPs/TjT1XIbrXBI/AAAAAAAAFCU/iUiNbeULSHY/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUS1GCBJl5c/TjT00XmJEBI/AAAAAAAAFCM/pCjzopEkWAg/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635398214271701010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUS1GCBJl5c/TjT00XmJEBI/AAAAAAAAFCM/pCjzopEkWAg/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole jumped in and had a hard time getting out. He's not too flexible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98rhju-Sxjk/TjT0dwPb6OI/AAAAAAAAFCE/pAeuPXI0NMg/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635397825750362338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98rhju-Sxjk/TjT0dwPb6OI/AAAAAAAAFCE/pAeuPXI0NMg/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax enjoying some cheetos and a capri sun. I think he just goes for the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fK9W1HrtKMw/TjT0EDHn7UI/AAAAAAAAFB8/Qd5cmC6I6o0/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635397384141270338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fK9W1HrtKMw/TjT0EDHn7UI/AAAAAAAAFB8/Qd5cmC6I6o0/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He got in with Chad but he thought it was way too cold and wanted out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ivIY_Qyt9Ak/TjTzMMKVq8I/AAAAAAAAFB0/NIqPpNX-4ao/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635396424495901634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ivIY_Qyt9Ak/TjTzMMKVq8I/AAAAAAAAFB0/NIqPpNX-4ao/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese is our little daredevil! She loves the water and jumped right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSr-zugzRqY/TjTyV20EQDI/AAAAAAAAFBs/LBxONwYB1CI/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635395491052404786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSr-zugzRqY/TjTyV20EQDI/AAAAAAAAFBs/LBxONwYB1CI/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker had a traumatic experience. He is totally freaked out about the depth of the water. At a swimming pool he's like fish! But that's because he can see the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole put Ryker in the water and held onto his hands the whole time and Ryker was majorly panicking. I couldn't watch that. I had to get him out. Then after that Cole got in the water and had another guy that was at the dock lower him in. He did a little better but did not like it. I don't think he had too much fun on this boating trip because of it. He needed a little pressure to get in, but maybe it was too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Cole convinced him to get in. He talked him through it and went slow. It worked much better for Ryker. He was still very nervous in the water. Eventually Cole got him to just hold on to one of his hands. Then I put Reese in the water and she swam all by herself. So Cole had the two of them race back to the boat. RYKER SWAM ALL BY HIMSELF IN A LAKE! I still can't believe he did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so proud of himself. So are we! Go Ryker! What a big boy today. It was helpful to have other boys there around his age who were jumping in and swimming all over the place. It helped to have a little peer pressure. They were so supportive of him too, telling him he could do it and after he did they told him what a great job he did. Now he said he's going to do it every time we go boating. We're so happy for him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He even looks older today because he is missing a top tooth. It changed his smile big time.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of that coming later. Can't wait for his new crooked tooth to grow in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kihdeDxyves/TjTxzYuXZqI/AAAAAAAAFBk/H8aN09PBoUw/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635394898859878050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kihdeDxyves/TjTxzYuXZqI/AAAAAAAAFBk/H8aN09PBoUw/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is he cute or what?&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I have such cute kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W78HrdQx74/TjTxd68wiRI/AAAAAAAAFBc/PU0arSJ2dIU/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635394530089928978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W78HrdQx74/TjTxd68wiRI/AAAAAAAAFBc/PU0arSJ2dIU/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's my gal! Aint she a beaut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8gEDtn1AmDw/TjTxQr0xrLI/AAAAAAAAFBU/vFfWOTxRr9E/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635394302691617970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8gEDtn1AmDw/TjTxQr0xrLI/AAAAAAAAFBU/vFfWOTxRr9E/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had so much fun with Chad and Erin on the boat! I hope they'll join us again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMCwo_ytvQk/TjTw5cMKJNI/AAAAAAAAFBM/VBb4abFECKw/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635393903357732050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMCwo_ytvQk/TjTw5cMKJNI/AAAAAAAAFBM/VBb4abFECKw/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had Erin take a pic of my awkward situation. I am not getting in the water this year because I'm just large and in charge and I would feel out of control. AND it's probably not safe for the baby :/ I'm guessing they don't make maternity jackets and even if they do, I'm not wasting my money on one, so I am just making mine work! I think it looks so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZbDOsjCbyw/TjTwt_CTHmI/AAAAAAAAFBE/rDIKD-OtI1M/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635393706553187938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZbDOsjCbyw/TjTwt_CTHmI/AAAAAAAAFBE/rDIKD-OtI1M/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh...the curls. They are even cuter in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOjmCienbDc/TjTwYPZUqAI/AAAAAAAAFA8/2RNGP-_7B1Q/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635393332987602946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOjmCienbDc/TjTwYPZUqAI/AAAAAAAAFA8/2RNGP-_7B1Q/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gal and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98Ai2SRcHV4/TjTv3Csv_iI/AAAAAAAAFA0/UFHeQoDO0fY/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635392762643742242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98Ai2SRcHV4/TjTv3Csv_iI/AAAAAAAAFA0/UFHeQoDO0fY/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryker and Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfOBCXp5k_k/TjTvPhBkJGI/AAAAAAAAFAs/QBcuHbAhlko/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635392083589342306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfOBCXp5k_k/TjTvPhBkJGI/AAAAAAAAFAs/QBcuHbAhlko/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh...What?????A picture of the whole fam all looking at the camera at the same time?? I should frame this picture! It's a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDQBM3vIduE/TjTuv0dBpKI/AAAAAAAAFAk/JGWYd8VkPno/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635391539048981666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDQBM3vIduE/TjTuv0dBpKI/AAAAAAAAFAk/JGWYd8VkPno/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad wakeboarding, he did awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-292UyaHeR40/TjTuOVXsGfI/AAAAAAAAFAc/PfQpAmU6oyk/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635390963769416178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-292UyaHeR40/TjTuOVXsGfI/AAAAAAAAFAc/PfQpAmU6oyk/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin getting in to wakesurf. She was the first to try it and she did awesome! In this pic she is scolding me for taking a picture. I got a picture of her surfing but I was informed that I have to clear every picture of her in a swimsuit before I can post. Nobody reads my blog anyway so I don't know what she's worried about! I would just post it anyway but she definitely has some not so attractive pics of me that she could retaliate with. But the pics I got of her are awesome and she looks great. But I'm not taking any chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOZKBTTvhPg/TjTt2OrokuI/AAAAAAAAFAU/0MGG5kB2xsc/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635390549657162466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOZKBTTvhPg/TjTt2OrokuI/AAAAAAAAFAU/0MGG5kB2xsc/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dax on the back of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Fcc1EDFxU/TjTta2q7K_I/AAAAAAAAFAM/0ePSrH3oBQM/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635390079355268082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Fcc1EDFxU/TjTta2q7K_I/AAAAAAAAFAM/0ePSrH3oBQM/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a cute picture! Facebook profile pic??? I think so! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6dv7SNYDX2A/TjTsjhGSqaI/AAAAAAAAE_8/to9VTer2oLI/s1600/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635389128671668642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6dv7SNYDX2A/TjTsjhGSqaI/AAAAAAAAE_8/to9VTer2oLI/s320/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole figuring out the wakesurfing. We couldn't get the wave right, but he did great anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having so much fun with the boat so far and making lots of memories already! We love it. Much more fun to come. Now if I could only get the rest of our family to come out with us. We're working on it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-109945002093490014?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/109945002093490014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=109945002093490014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/109945002093490014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/109945002093490014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/boating.html' title='Boating!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KBXzhsoWZPs/TjT1XIbrXBI/AAAAAAAAFCU/iUiNbeULSHY/s72-c/BOAT%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-9194353707178138510</id><published>2011-07-29T23:03:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:29:23.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman and Batman</title><content type='html'>Why is it so much fun when furniture is moved to a different spot? The kids go crazy for it! They think it's the best time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZMAcTbXDuw/TjOVhDLbNtI/AAAAAAAAE_0/mzxjyxTen6M/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635011953792071378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZMAcTbXDuw/TjOVhDLbNtI/AAAAAAAAE_0/mzxjyxTen6M/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It might have been more intense because there were two batmans fighting crime. They had no choice but to climb on the furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MkjWLG-Q_RI/TjOUCaKhZsI/AAAAAAAAE_s/ZYHVYhZqKt4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635010327874725570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MkjWLG-Q_RI/TjOUCaKhZsI/AAAAAAAAE_s/ZYHVYhZqKt4/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love when Ryker is in superhero mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bznQl00MaIY/TjOTmm-z8-I/AAAAAAAAE_k/hi7Z-8pbtfM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635009850278933474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bznQl00MaIY/TjOTmm-z8-I/AAAAAAAAE_k/hi7Z-8pbtfM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nlJHs00xa4A/TjOTPtdT3II/AAAAAAAAE_c/cvfOFCC3sNs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635009456880475266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nlJHs00xa4A/TjOTPtdT3II/AAAAAAAAE_c/cvfOFCC3sNs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VhxNSJ3AFX0/TjOS0k1DIHI/AAAAAAAAE_U/P9n5mXudWEg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635008990707654770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VhxNSJ3AFX0/TjOS0k1DIHI/AAAAAAAAE_U/P9n5mXudWEg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qocb4xeU-q8/TjOSIHCA7lI/AAAAAAAAE_M/x9fDy-ceI5Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635008226794729042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qocb4xeU-q8/TjOSIHCA7lI/AAAAAAAAE_M/x9fDy-ceI5Y/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese looks like she's balancing on the balance beam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6BGhMXf-ZI/TjORpc6v6BI/AAAAAAAAE_E/vK3mn0a3k34/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635007700093888530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6BGhMXf-ZI/TjORpc6v6BI/AAAAAAAAE_E/vK3mn0a3k34/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSK2_T8VPBI/TjORR8TfNFI/AAAAAAAAE-8/XVNWO7eKYO8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635007296202290258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSK2_T8VPBI/TjORR8TfNFI/AAAAAAAAE-8/XVNWO7eKYO8/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To the rescue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGrrUKVKB-E/TjOQ6wZFIxI/AAAAAAAAE-0/zNFGy3GmmqA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635006897867531026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGrrUKVKB-E/TjOQ6wZFIxI/AAAAAAAAE-0/zNFGy3GmmqA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-9194353707178138510?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/9194353707178138510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=9194353707178138510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/9194353707178138510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/9194353707178138510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/batman-and-batman.html' title='Batman and Batman'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZMAcTbXDuw/TjOVhDLbNtI/AAAAAAAAE_0/mzxjyxTen6M/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-5304516919996588067</id><published>2011-07-29T22:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:02:20.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Table Redo</title><content type='html'>In the spring I refinished our kitchen table top. It has taken quite a beating over the years. We got it from my siblings as a wedding present 7 1/2 years ago, so it was time to give it a little attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaGez_jawcM/TjOOp7V1SRI/AAAAAAAAE-s/2eZBaJyaEWw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635004409725667602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaGez_jawcM/TjOOp7V1SRI/AAAAAAAAE-s/2eZBaJyaEWw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the new coloring spot for the kids since I restained it. The marker, crayon and pen washes off of the countertop. They just couldn't help themselves (especially Ryker) from doodling on the table. There were so many punch stains and pen and marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwp_5OPt-qc/TjOOXi9QcuI/AAAAAAAAE-k/eUB4q5lg8Eo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635004093942493922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwp_5OPt-qc/TjOOXi9QcuI/AAAAAAAAE-k/eUB4q5lg8Eo/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so faded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb1lM2lTQiA/TjOOBNOHPoI/AAAAAAAAE-c/V_VtvJWAmhc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635003710150491778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb1lM2lTQiA/TjOOBNOHPoI/AAAAAAAAE-c/V_VtvJWAmhc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't that horrible?&lt;br /&gt;But we seriously do everything at the table. We eat there at least 3 times a day, color, playdoh, games etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPrJIXbS7c8/TjONusYRpFI/AAAAAAAAE-U/sNDDJx5SxrU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635003392097100882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPrJIXbS7c8/TjONusYRpFI/AAAAAAAAE-U/sNDDJx5SxrU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now it looks brand new!!! I love how well it turned out. Just in time to gett a new one. We have outgrown it. I have one that I have my eye on, I just need to sell this one and then I will be forced to get a new one.&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/5360406300564745573-5304516919996588067?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/5304516919996588067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=5304516919996588067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5304516919996588067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/5304516919996588067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/kitchen-table-redo.html' title='Kitchen Table Redo'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yaGez_jawcM/TjOOp7V1SRI/AAAAAAAAE-s/2eZBaJyaEWw/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-7019617821947156539</id><published>2011-07-29T22:27:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T22:49:11.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ducks and Geese</title><content type='html'>In the spring time we went to the green belt to feed the ducks and geese. The kids had a blast! It didn't take very long though. Those geese are aggressive little buggers. We went through two loaves of bread in no time. Dax and Reese loved chasing them away. I thought it was funny because the geese deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shsYL0RzNVg/TjOLeJR2huI/AAAAAAAAE-M/das76-jF3cQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635000908773754594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shsYL0RzNVg/TjOLeJR2huI/AAAAAAAAE-M/das76-jF3cQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62EbE9EbPM0/TjOLImTpVXI/AAAAAAAAE-E/uthcnQy3rvM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635000538608784754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62EbE9EbPM0/TjOLImTpVXI/AAAAAAAAE-E/uthcnQy3rvM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture says don't mess with me. Notice how all the geese are looking down? They are frightened of the Daxie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXK2rVYasKE/TjOKm0qnhmI/AAAAAAAAE98/TMzCZ_VYRXI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634999958347679330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXK2rVYasKE/TjOKm0qnhmI/AAAAAAAAE98/TMzCZ_VYRXI/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker really wanted to hold one. When that wasn't going to happen, he tried to pet one. This is him sneaking up on some. Apparently he's no too sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZOMcwdva8M/TjOKTbo9WKI/AAAAAAAAE90/nLvxAgQgysU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634999625212319906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZOMcwdva8M/TjOKTbo9WKI/AAAAAAAAE90/nLvxAgQgysU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHtz0mzGYUM/TjOJme2RyKI/AAAAAAAAE9s/nVGfJ88bnqQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634998852979378338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHtz0mzGYUM/TjOJme2RyKI/AAAAAAAAE9s/nVGfJ88bnqQ/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They look cold :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLDLDPwiTTo/TjOJNrvyH5I/AAAAAAAAE9k/YX4UnAOXH4w/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634998426945068946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLDLDPwiTTo/TjOJNrvyH5I/AAAAAAAAE9k/YX4UnAOXH4w/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still trying to figure out what is on top of Reese's head? It's not a bow...believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAmuwrpQTpw/TjOIpRjxYzI/AAAAAAAAE9c/kmoiu06uYzg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634997801440076594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAmuwrpQTpw/TjOIpRjxYzI/AAAAAAAAE9c/kmoiu06uYzg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh now I know! She went through a phase where she would make paper crowns and hold them on with a headband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun and I'm so glad it's not that cold right now! I'm not ready for cold yet.&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/5360406300564745573-7019617821947156539?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/7019617821947156539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=7019617821947156539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7019617821947156539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/7019617821947156539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/ducks-and-geese.html' title='Ducks and Geese'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shsYL0RzNVg/TjOLeJR2huI/AAAAAAAAE-M/das76-jF3cQ/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6873166133245229551</id><published>2011-07-29T00:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:51:46.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habits, Pizza and Dirt Cups</title><content type='html'>I am so, so, so, so, so, so tired. So naturally, I can't sleep. Lame. I think I'll give it another try after this post though. I think sleep might come soon...I had a bad mom day today. I was grouchy all day and the kids drove me CRAZY. They were just tired, whiney, little fit throwers with lots of attitude. Except Dax. He was a sweet little angel, which is rare. But I love when he's sweet! I felt like I had been beat at the end of the day, and still do. SO I really wish I was sleeping right now. Hopefully tomorrow is a better day. I know it will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McDonald's with some friends today to get an ice cream treat. My friend Marlyce just had a baby. She's not even 2 weeks old. She's SO CUTE! Dax thought she was so cute too. He kept looking at her and told Marlyce her baby has "twinkle toes". Haha he's so funny. Cute little twirp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5IIxvgnwo4/TjJRylfdKMI/AAAAAAAAE9U/V9YrbmvrHaM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634656013293267138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5IIxvgnwo4/TjJRylfdKMI/AAAAAAAAE9U/V9YrbmvrHaM/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well as you can guess from the title, this is considered "bad habits" and it was not my idea to teach my son this. Cole occassionally drinks from the milk carton. Gross. But since he and the kids are the only ones to drink whole milk, I guess I shouldn't care. I can't stand whole milk. Cole can't stand skim (which is what I drink). We were obviously raised on different milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gmy48d6SzXI/TjJRgHqaK_I/AAAAAAAAE9M/gHC_fnh-TyA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634655696048499698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gmy48d6SzXI/TjJRgHqaK_I/AAAAAAAAE9M/gHC_fnh-TyA/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax thought it was great to drink out of the carton like his Dad had just done. Bad, bad, bad habits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKddwg8QPP4/TjJRKTB1dgI/AAAAAAAAE9E/ScdNJoo_YB0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634655321142425090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKddwg8QPP4/TjJRKTB1dgI/AAAAAAAAE9E/ScdNJoo_YB0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also had pizza that night. Reese of course chooses the supreme pizza that is considered "Dad's pizza". Ryker likes it too. Dax and I would rather have plain old cheese. EXTRA cheese. We went to Sam's Club today and we ate lunch there after we got our groceries. My nephew was with us and he is a pretty picky eater, just like Daxie, so he just got a pretzel. Reese got her usual, a hot dog with ketchup, mustard, relish and onions. Jobi was telling her how onions are gross and she said "Who wouldn't like onions?!?!?" as she went for another huge bite. I totally agree Reese. They are delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4rIH-2o6mc/TjJQsq8oRzI/AAAAAAAAE88/cFv4nz4FP2k/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634654812166965042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4rIH-2o6mc/TjJQsq8oRzI/AAAAAAAAE88/cFv4nz4FP2k/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's such a good little eater. Dig in little sister, dig in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qogyckrctd4/TjJQR473koI/AAAAAAAAE80/7WtHD4a3yog/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634654352065401474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qogyckrctd4/TjJQR473koI/AAAAAAAAE80/7WtHD4a3yog/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7Bfi2qD1rA/TjJP4Mt6iXI/AAAAAAAAE8s/IhVyA5dP8z0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634653910698985842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7Bfi2qD1rA/TjJP4Mt6iXI/AAAAAAAAE8s/IhVyA5dP8z0/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrmzaA2paDI/TjJPi5Dxm4I/AAAAAAAAE8k/ebofA73zEHU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634653544644713346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrmzaA2paDI/TjJPi5Dxm4I/AAAAAAAAE8k/ebofA73zEHU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For dessert we had dirt cups. Who doesn't love dirt cups? I know I do. But only about 3 or bites. They're so good but so rich. Today at McDonald's Ryker as pretending he was Michael Jordan and dribbling a pretend basketball with his tongue sticking out. We were laughing about it and I was reminded about something that Ryker had said at a garage sale we had last month. He was talking about Michael Jordan and said he looked just like Michael Jordan. The only difference is Michael is bald and he's not. Hmmm...that's the only difference? Ya can't think of any other differences??? Then he said "oh ya, and he has brown skin." There ya go! I knew he could do it. We laughed so hard about that one. I had to record it before I forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight when I was at the end of my rope, I told the kids they could play in the backyard until I was done cleaning the kitchen. I saw Reese out by the garden and I knew the garden had just been watered, so I yelled out to her "Do not get your feet in the mud!" "okay mom!" I didn't want her in the mud because they were going straight to bed after that. So when she came inside, her feet were muddy and she had peed her pants. Are you kidding me?!?! I asked her why she went in the mud after I told her not to and she said "I had to pick flowers mom" Well, then by all means, do whatever you want as long as you get to pick flowers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the little terd, I think I hear her getting sick...I guess my wish of sleep is not coming so soon! Well, at least I'm already awake! Hopefully there's not too many typos, I didn't proof read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night!&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/5360406300564745573-6873166133245229551?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/6873166133245229551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=6873166133245229551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6873166133245229551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/6873166133245229551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/bad-habits-pizza-and-dirt-cups.html' title='Bad Habits, Pizza and Dirt Cups'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5IIxvgnwo4/TjJRylfdKMI/AAAAAAAAE9U/V9YrbmvrHaM/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-2803216246281680151</id><published>2011-07-26T22:45:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:23:28.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Best!</title><content type='html'>Oh the insanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to take a picture of my kids all dressed up before church...such...a...nightmare. WHY?!?! WHY!?!? WHY!?!?&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't even all of them that I took. Some of the pictures the kids were moving around so much they just looked like blurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mefMVM3qp1g/Ti-emXZFHAI/AAAAAAAAE8c/VpqPxYwB7pc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633896040815205378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mefMVM3qp1g/Ti-emXZFHAI/AAAAAAAAE8c/VpqPxYwB7pc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is probably the best out of them all, and Dax is missing! He refused after he realized what he had been tricked into doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-slTHxjqCtlk/Ti-eQaIZlAI/AAAAAAAAE8U/0N_P6FYjHTE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633895663593427970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-slTHxjqCtlk/Ti-eQaIZlAI/AAAAAAAAE8U/0N_P6FYjHTE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woNKTTcd0lw/Ti-d-YqNFsI/AAAAAAAAE8M/qiwrNyoy8sU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633895353960699586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woNKTTcd0lw/Ti-d-YqNFsI/AAAAAAAAE8M/qiwrNyoy8sU/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ6Fq8CIqWM/Ti-dndDy6tI/AAAAAAAAE8E/xk8r-aopF8Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633894960004786898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ6Fq8CIqWM/Ti-dndDy6tI/AAAAAAAAE8E/xk8r-aopF8Y/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least they aren't fighting I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lu2O418KFLQ/Ti-dPaH8GJI/AAAAAAAAE78/lxweoWFKIGE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633894546899998866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lu2O418KFLQ/Ti-dPaH8GJI/AAAAAAAAE78/lxweoWFKIGE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YxzHn941lQ/Ti-c0ps_HAI/AAAAAAAAE70/amSLjYLVoTs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633894087225449474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YxzHn941lQ/Ti-c0ps_HAI/AAAAAAAAE70/amSLjYLVoTs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, this is after I begged them to smile for the camera and to stand together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vslKCr1RXak/Ti-cbKdY3kI/AAAAAAAAE7s/3dqErHI6m9k/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633893649341800002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vslKCr1RXak/Ti-cbKdY3kI/AAAAAAAAE7s/3dqErHI6m9k/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are horrible posers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhJ0ro8Lpa0/Ti-cG_9MgOI/AAAAAAAAE7k/IvzQZvraC6o/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633893302925033698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhJ0ro8Lpa0/Ti-cG_9MgOI/AAAAAAAAE7k/IvzQZvraC6o/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something I know I could never do is be a photographer. Maybe it's easier when the kids aren't your own. It's gotta be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSYLcazxQUY/Ti-bsxCCFuI/AAAAAAAAE7c/1nuhQuEnSbE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633892852242192098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSYLcazxQUY/Ti-bsxCCFuI/AAAAAAAAE7c/1nuhQuEnSbE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big blurry blob is Dax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5ypYghKoY0/Ti-Z4tFawUI/AAAAAAAAE7U/M5ZD-L6zEEs/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633890858317824322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5ypYghKoY0/Ti-Z4tFawUI/AAAAAAAAE7U/M5ZD-L6zEEs/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdjexwm01AQ/Ti-ZCZRW0AI/AAAAAAAAE7M/upj9f2zPQYY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633889925286252546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdjexwm01AQ/Ti-ZCZRW0AI/AAAAAAAAE7M/upj9f2zPQYY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not once did I say "Reese put your purse in your mouth like a dog and Ryker pretend you're singing a ballad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CnGDX6hEWlY/Ti-Yb1_vQTI/AAAAAAAAE7E/-1s3gBMV60E/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633889262982086962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CnGDX6hEWlY/Ti-Yb1_vQTI/AAAAAAAAE7E/-1s3gBMV60E/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya right Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I tried. Better luck next time.&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/5360406300564745573-2803216246281680151?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/2803216246281680151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=2803216246281680151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2803216246281680151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/2803216246281680151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-best.html' title='Sunday Best!'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mefMVM3qp1g/Ti-emXZFHAI/AAAAAAAAE8c/VpqPxYwB7pc/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-8493439914014642466</id><published>2011-07-24T23:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:45:39.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>I have mentioned several times that Reese is a night owl. She has been doing better this summer, but only because she really wants bunkbeds (which is not going to happen) and they've been going to bed a lot later because it's summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always pesters Ryker while he's trying to go to sleep. It's gotta be so annoying for him! One night while checking on all the kids, I found Ryker like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1P9uFHizTc/Ti0A2M95lRI/AAAAAAAAE68/qZrqxUljleg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159640104146194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1P9uFHizTc/Ti0A2M95lRI/AAAAAAAAE68/qZrqxUljleg/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had him all tucked in with her doll blanket, Minnie Mouse and some teddy bears. She's so motherly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6e8eQhqheE/Ti0AcrKW4JI/AAAAAAAAE60/7HjU1qoJJzE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633159201532862610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6e8eQhqheE/Ti0AcrKW4JI/AAAAAAAAE60/7HjU1qoJJzE/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Dax all sprawled out in his bed. He won't be in there much longer! I hope he handles the transition ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5360406300564745573-8493439914014642466?l=kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/feeds/8493439914014642466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5360406300564745573&amp;postID=8493439914014642466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8493439914014642466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5360406300564745573/posts/default/8493439914014642466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kateandcoleclinger.blogspot.com/2011/07/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Kate and Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274413935799822358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfgIzFdyuvg/SWQcMeZ1pVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2bfGG-sDCv0/S220/Santa+Mailbox+004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1P9uFHizTc/Ti0A2M95lRI/AAAAAAAAE68/qZrqxUljleg/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5360406300564745573.post-6910499108258090195</id><published>2011-07-24T23:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:31:08.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Cute Kids!</title><content type='html'>I was just looking through my pictures and found these from this winter of the kids playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZQiW6PO1-E/Tiz-b3d_geI/AAAAAAAAE6s/OEZVBdg_4MY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633156988633317858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZQiW6PO1-E/Tiz-b3d_geI/AAAAAAAAE6s/OEZVBdg_4MY/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures like this make me never want to cut his hair. I love those curls so much. He will look like a totally different kid when they're gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Jgj3F4Lgf4/Tiz-Dn8P3MI/AAAAAAAAE6k/Hjj8ifm77gw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633156572148391106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Jgj3F4Lgf4/Tiz-Dn8P3MI/AAAAAAAAE6k/Hjj8ifm77gw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7ZgOyKL3c0/Tiz9qLvKGhI/AAAAAAAAE6c/ETiPj04nXOc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633156135080565266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7ZgOyKL3c0/Tiz9qLvKGhI/AAAAAAAAE6c/ETiPj04nXOc/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryker was reading them a book before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPLizFOZGEo/Tiz8vff-odI/AAAAAAAAE6U/ZjzkTLmFM04/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633155126773326290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPLizFOZGEo/Tiz8vff-odI/AAAAAAAAE6U/ZjzkTLmFM04/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax loves Mickey Mouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5lMVlSYUyo/Tiz8BYkmRWI/AAAAAAAAE6M/IozauWMVM50/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633154334639670626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5lMVlSYUyo/Tiz8BYkmRWI/AAAAAAAAE6M/IozauWMVM50/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has such a big, bright smile. I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28AfemtIBfs/Tiz7BmYJRTI/AAAAAAAAE6E/HeBlWe3U5po/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg%2Bupto%2BMay%2B2011%2B709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633153238833906994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28AfemtIBfs/Tiz7BmYJRTI/AAAAAAAAE6E/HeBlWe3U5po/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B%2526%2BThnkgvg
