<?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-2638936488184006362</id><updated>2012-02-11T21:24:49.907-08:00</updated><category term='Ashton'/><title type='text'>The Done Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8061380168195143557</id><published>2012-01-26T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:50:20.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkKlmvnaaXM/TyIb08xDC5I/AAAAAAAABMY/AoOTIP4Yp_Q/s1600/1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702150674683464594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkKlmvnaaXM/TyIb08xDC5I/AAAAAAAABMY/AoOTIP4Yp_Q/s320/1297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily was a rag doll and it was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;-cutest costume EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNjYVkdyoIM/TyIb0CBxX6I/AAAAAAAABMM/elG0fbtnhko/s1600/1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702150658915917730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNjYVkdyoIM/TyIb0CBxX6I/AAAAAAAABMM/elG0fbtnhko/s320/1285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buzz, Doll and Commander Cody ready to go trick-o-treating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8t3F9eMnjpg/TyIbzj1nnZI/AAAAAAAABMA/qce_9waBjF4/s1600/1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702150650811882898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8t3F9eMnjpg/TyIbzj1nnZI/AAAAAAAABMA/qce_9waBjF4/s320/1282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As cute as can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlX7k9sTms8/TyIZdlCmeyI/AAAAAAAABL0/Tm1Nymcagec/s1600/1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702148074154392354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlX7k9sTms8/TyIZdlCmeyI/AAAAAAAABL0/Tm1Nymcagec/s320/1288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can never have too many pictures of this girl in this costume. She loved it and kept her hat on for over 2 hours. I didn't let her go trick-or-treating so she helped me answer the door with me. Even the (way too old) teenage boys commented on how she was the cutest thing they had ever seen:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8x5abAH_XzI/TyIZc2OfE0I/AAAAAAAABLo/wlb9hDI25Lc/s1600/1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702148061587772226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8x5abAH_XzI/TyIZc2OfE0I/AAAAAAAABLo/wlb9hDI25Lc/s320/1287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Ben &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; to the rescue!" He LOVED Halloween this year. He couldn't believe that people just gave you candy. I let them just eat their candy as much as they want. That way it's gone with in a few days and I don't have to worry about it. Ben had his gone the quickest! He flew around the house for a few weeks before and after the holiday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76oHpI_RAOc/TyIZcp3Dh5I/AAAAAAAABLc/QhcrRALIdqY/s1600/1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702148058268272530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76oHpI_RAOc/TyIZcp3Dh5I/AAAAAAAABLc/QhcrRALIdqY/s320/1290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Commander Cody (Star Wars). He was all about teaching Ben how to trick-or-treat. He is now too old to steal candy from. He has it all counted and knows to only give away the not-so-good stuff:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--XNudEhBdM0/TyIYjNsdKyI/AAAAAAAABLQ/G6NxEGZEhi8/s1600/1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702147071455079202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--XNudEhBdM0/TyIYjNsdKyI/AAAAAAAABLQ/G6NxEGZEhi8/s320/1269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Lily did both nights of making goo and painting pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPrNjrpbiXM/TyIYi-DqVpI/AAAAAAAABLE/Id-5TrQeAs8/s1600/1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702147067257443986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPrNjrpbiXM/TyIYi-DqVpI/AAAAAAAABLE/Id-5TrQeAs8/s320/1273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made "GOO" one night while Brendan was at meetings. Jack loved it. Ben wouldn't touch it, and it made Lily cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FC4m-fzSqgI/TyIX-_4oaWI/AAAAAAAABK4/0Q9RrokoYjY/s1600/1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702146449272760674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FC4m-fzSqgI/TyIX-_4oaWI/AAAAAAAABK4/0Q9RrokoYjY/s320/1266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting pumpkins. This is much cleaner than carving and my kids like it a lot more:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa5_N6-9GoY/TyIX-Os6nNI/AAAAAAAABKs/RH-dgLGm72M/s1600/1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702146436070284498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa5_N6-9GoY/TyIX-Os6nNI/AAAAAAAABKs/RH-dgLGm72M/s320/1265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack painting his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKn61-Lx5iQ/TyIX99QDFQI/AAAAAAAABKg/GM2PHOtEu14/s1600/1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702146431385801986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKn61-Lx5iQ/TyIX99QDFQI/AAAAAAAABKg/GM2PHOtEu14/s320/1264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what this face is, but it's funny! (Ben, not the pumpkin:) We had a great Halloween filled with family parties and morning (all day) sickness, but it sure was fun!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8061380168195143557?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8061380168195143557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8061380168195143557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8061380168195143557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8061380168195143557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2012/01/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkKlmvnaaXM/TyIb08xDC5I/AAAAAAAABMY/AoOTIP4Yp_Q/s72-c/1297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8023858847142432731</id><published>2012-01-25T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:13:06.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben is 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQdegbP_hKI/TyCUQnfLKiI/AAAAAAAABKU/wC1CvA-WzQM/s1600/835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701720141449603618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQdegbP_hKI/TyCUQnfLKiI/AAAAAAAABKU/wC1CvA-WzQM/s320/835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three cutest boys in the world! (Can't wait to add another one). We celebrated both the boy's birthdays on Ben's day with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW6SIqYiqOk/TyCUQff3B6I/AAAAAAAABKI/pmQ2zZ5oT3M/s1600/834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701720139304994722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW6SIqYiqOk/TyCUQff3B6I/AAAAAAAABKI/pmQ2zZ5oT3M/s320/834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Ben blowing out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56k_poiBdBE/TyCTxUsx4DI/AAAAAAAABJ8/QtWlh8EgrXY/s1600/830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701719603830448178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56k_poiBdBE/TyCTxUsx4DI/AAAAAAAABJ8/QtWlh8EgrXY/s320/830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute picture of their puffed cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXtKyyJDYa4/TyCTw86W2GI/AAAAAAAABJw/L1sPILkMEZQ/s1600/826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701719597444946018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXtKyyJDYa4/TyCTw86W2GI/AAAAAAAABJw/L1sPILkMEZQ/s320/826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't they make you melt?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYrHaI9eXOY/TyCTwhbySTI/AAAAAAAABJk/wFjEVtefqYQ/s1600/824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701719590068963634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYrHaI9eXOY/TyCTwhbySTI/AAAAAAAABJk/wFjEVtefqYQ/s320/824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So proud of his orange train cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N6DSV0ubEU/TyCTL2vLFvI/AAAAAAAABJY/zwPXp6q_o5w/s1600/825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701718960132265714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N6DSV0ubEU/TyCTL2vLFvI/AAAAAAAABJY/zwPXp6q_o5w/s320/825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For months before his birthday all Ben talked about was an orange train cake. It was fun to make and even more fun when I saw how much he loved it. He kept getting up on the counter to look at it before everyone got there. When we tried to get a picture of him with it he wouldn't stop staring at it to look at the camera. When all was sang and done he wouldn't let me cut it (good thing we had R2-D2 #2). It sat on our counter for a week until I was able to throw it away. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww6B3wtn468/TyCTLQZ0JpI/AAAAAAAABJM/zK_y0XBqPDw/s1600/819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701718949842134674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww6B3wtn468/TyCTLQZ0JpI/AAAAAAAABJM/zK_y0XBqPDw/s320/819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and his Geo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Trax&lt;/span&gt; train. He loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIcvhQ_Omno/TyCTK99qNYI/AAAAAAAABJA/otaWlZbGBj8/s1600/812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701718944892204418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIcvhQ_Omno/TyCTK99qNYI/AAAAAAAABJA/otaWlZbGBj8/s320/812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I even start with this boy? This boy takes a lot! But as hard as he is he is 10,000x more fun. He is funny, seriously I laugh so hard everyday. He calls everyone "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; guy". He loves to sing, but only what he wants to. He tells me 25 times a day, "Me wove you mommy!" He is a very picky eater and has major texture issues, but we are figuring it out. He loves to get his way. When he gets in trouble he finds a way to make you laugh so he can get out of it. He is a screamer! He has always been good at going to nursery and now that he is a Sunbeam he goes really well. He loves his nursery leader, Sis &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Johansen&lt;/span&gt;.....almost in a stalking way. He loves his new teacher, Jobi. He loves potty words. 75% of the words that come out of his mouth are potty words. He loves to play and watch movies. This little boy is a light in my world and I am so grateful for him. What a blessing humor is in our lives. I can wait for the day that his teacher calls us to pick him up for breaking the rules and she is trying not to laugh as she tells us what he's done. I'm so grateful for our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner's&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2638936488184006362-8023858847142432731?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8023858847142432731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8023858847142432731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8023858847142432731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8023858847142432731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2012/01/ben-is-3.html' title='Ben is 3!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQdegbP_hKI/TyCUQnfLKiI/AAAAAAAABKU/wC1CvA-WzQM/s72-c/835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8676297490039819175</id><published>2012-01-25T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:37:58.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack is 7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sy7wh7KVn8/TyCO9f2l_VI/AAAAAAAABI0/P9miAW9iorU/s1600/796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701714315424693586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sy7wh7KVn8/TyCO9f2l_VI/AAAAAAAABI0/P9miAW9iorU/s320/796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack's 7 year old birthday party! It was Star Wars themed. They all had to become true &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jedi's&lt;/span&gt; to earn their rewards. Lots of fun really well behaved boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xnvotxyHVLY/TyCO80CtZ3I/AAAAAAAABIo/rRXPn3Uhrbs/s1600/778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701714303664351090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xnvotxyHVLY/TyCO80CtZ3I/AAAAAAAABIo/rRXPn3Uhrbs/s320/778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Jack in their Star &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;War's&lt;/span&gt; costumes before the party. Cute little boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuKVmeQ3Wq4/TyCOS3nl6YI/AAAAAAAABIc/MSG2dN2pjCo/s1600/783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701713583069849986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuKVmeQ3Wq4/TyCOS3nl6YI/AAAAAAAABIc/MSG2dN2pjCo/s320/783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; R2-D2 cake for Jack. It turned out pretty cute. (At least they could all tell what it was;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf1Qd2ewdQg/TyCOSfyHfdI/AAAAAAAABIQ/L_DA6X2a9GQ/s1600/784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701713576671542738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf1Qd2ewdQg/TyCOSfyHfdI/AAAAAAAABIQ/L_DA6X2a9GQ/s320/784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blowing out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsdOkccY0BE/TyCOR-XJpQI/AAAAAAAABIE/aYOCqwk6cQ4/s1600/779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701713567700067586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsdOkccY0BE/TyCOR-XJpQI/AAAAAAAABIE/aYOCqwk6cQ4/s320/779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all had to fight Darth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vadar&lt;/span&gt; to become a "True Jedi". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On September 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; my little Jack turned 7.....yes, 7! He is so grown up. What a delight he is in our lives. I can still remember the little boy that was always at my side. The older he gets the more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; he gets and it kind of makes me sad. He doesn't really need me to read to him anymore and he is old enough to go to school all day and not really miss me:( I love/hate watching him make his own decisions and go off on his own. He really is the best big brother. Now, don't get me wrong. He fights plenty with his siblings, but He also takes the best care of them. I love watching him through the window when Ben is playing with him and his friends outside. Jack takes such good care of him and stands up for him all the time. He loves to read and reads everything he can get his eyes on. He loves to read to Ben and Lily and they love it too. He often comes into me and asks me if there is anything he can help me with. Every morning he comes into my room and we have the best little talks about his dreams and what he is excited about that day. Every day he brings up how excited he is about the new baby. (He loves babies) I know when I send him to someone's house he is going to be good. We just had a scripture challenge with our ward and he worked hard on it everyday. I love this little one to bits and I can't wait to watch him grow into a young man......but not too fast:) &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8676297490039819175?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8676297490039819175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8676297490039819175' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8676297490039819175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8676297490039819175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2012/01/jack-is-7.html' title='Jack is 7!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sy7wh7KVn8/TyCO9f2l_VI/AAAAAAAABI0/P9miAW9iorU/s72-c/796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3968571807575706815</id><published>2012-01-22T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:15:22.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwGLLmhNfP4/TxyBa87igyI/AAAAAAAABH4/45mjSMLDvvU/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700573528376640290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwGLLmhNfP4/TxyBa87igyI/AAAAAAAABH4/45mjSMLDvvU/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back in July we went on our yearly Done trip to Bear Lake. This was taken our last night (notice all the sunburned faces:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kaoby8AdCWc/TxyBaNoLYJI/AAAAAAAABHs/XqPmXxTJXIY/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700573515678965906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kaoby8AdCWc/TxyBaNoLYJI/AAAAAAAABHs/XqPmXxTJXIY/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHfNQmqfNoQ/TxyBZyJEkdI/AAAAAAAABHg/ET1bkXRc1Nc/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700573508300739026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHfNQmqfNoQ/TxyBZyJEkdI/AAAAAAAABHg/ET1bkXRc1Nc/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mommie's&lt;/span&gt; camping face:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLWctVoM3ok/TxyAr_J2lGI/AAAAAAAABHU/NzqbHYmaIJA/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700572721519694946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLWctVoM3ok/TxyAr_J2lGI/AAAAAAAABHU/NzqbHYmaIJA/s320/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa done with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBCWMRKYEGU/TxyArXOiYaI/AAAAAAAABHI/SQYYC_K7ORU/s1600/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700572710801924514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBCWMRKYEGU/TxyArXOiYaI/AAAAAAAABHI/SQYYC_K7ORU/s320/107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ee7IQKAm4KQ/TxyAq_g1jhI/AAAAAAAABG8/lghxNteQRKQ/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700572704436227602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ee7IQKAm4KQ/TxyAq_g1jhI/AAAAAAAABG8/lghxNteQRKQ/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfF-WdVqKR8/Txx_4G6QeLI/AAAAAAAABGw/0ZySP8eEya0/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700571830248569010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfF-WdVqKR8/Txx_4G6QeLI/AAAAAAAABGw/0ZySP8eEya0/s320/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0lAyyJq6xP4/Txx_3WDqrZI/AAAAAAAABGk/pQXj0kMA6pY/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700571817134697874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0lAyyJq6xP4/Txx_3WDqrZI/AAAAAAAABGk/pQXj0kMA6pY/s320/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes me laugh. Lily looks like she is praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHN8emLchT8/Txx_3B35PUI/AAAAAAAABGY/THiqApaHRUQ/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700571811716611394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHN8emLchT8/Txx_3B35PUI/AAAAAAAABGY/THiqApaHRUQ/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack loves the lake. He played all day, every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5djmSytQKvs/Txx_Eh-Mu4I/AAAAAAAABGM/xesMLHeNdvk/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700570944159660930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5djmSytQKvs/Txx_Eh-Mu4I/AAAAAAAABGM/xesMLHeNdvk/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt; got pneumonia the week before and was not feeling well at all! All he wanted to do was sit and drink "orange &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rootbeer&lt;/span&gt;". The mountain air was really good for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIjBugkXGA/Txx_EHpur_I/AAAAAAAABGA/xWvZKaNWLDA/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700570937094483954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIjBugkXGA/Txx_EHpur_I/AAAAAAAABGA/xWvZKaNWLDA/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and cousin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brooklynn&lt;/span&gt; at the lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M42KgxKZa78/Txx_DsiQ_OI/AAAAAAAABF0/f4P4RPmKKts/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700570929815420130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M42KgxKZa78/Txx_DsiQ_OI/AAAAAAAABF0/f4P4RPmKKts/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily loved the water. She couldn't walk yet, but she loved when I walked her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTUAXR18Iv0/Txx-Llth0mI/AAAAAAAABFo/bvWK6NXHPn0/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700569965910938210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTUAXR18Iv0/Txx-Llth0mI/AAAAAAAABFo/bvWK6NXHPn0/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben never took his sunglasses off! He wore them the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7pXW25wMuE/Txx-KkrxX9I/AAAAAAAABFc/hggYZotaqJQ/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700569948455264210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7pXW25wMuE/Txx-KkrxX9I/AAAAAAAABFc/hggYZotaqJQ/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack and Ben eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ofj3MgSqmk/Txx-KVvhfpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/pY4m15Ynj5w/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700569944444468882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ofj3MgSqmk/Txx-KVvhfpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/pY4m15Ynj5w/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily loved to eat the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A14ozZznwWc/Txx9gVTq8WI/AAAAAAAABFE/m7wzyGaT8N0/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700569222773141858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A14ozZznwWc/Txx9gVTq8WI/AAAAAAAABFE/m7wzyGaT8N0/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and Mommy at the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVPSobTmcSo/Txx9fYtITUI/AAAAAAAABE4/kvbfX1R2pdQ/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700569206505360706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVPSobTmcSo/Txx9fYtITUI/AAAAAAAABE4/kvbfX1R2pdQ/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Done with Lily and Ben. Ben was so spoiled. Grandma had all sorts of chips , treats and drinks for him. He didn't feel good, so I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kH4gJmSf1iY/Txx9fNbXJrI/AAAAAAAABEs/PtFL9AnaHMQ/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700569203478046386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kH4gJmSf1iY/Txx9fNbXJrI/AAAAAAAABEs/PtFL9AnaHMQ/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Done Family. Grandma, Ben, Madison, Peyton, Jed, Hillary, Scott, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallen&lt;/span&gt;, Grandpa, Jack, Brendan, Lily and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6AKvt1K2jg/Txx8wtujhUI/AAAAAAAABEg/4SrKsnwnIYw/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700568404694631746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b6AKvt1K2jg/Txx8wtujhUI/AAAAAAAABEg/4SrKsnwnIYw/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my hot hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oj_Y03FaCZc/Txx8vxhl7_I/AAAAAAAABEU/NPLQioD8Gnk/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700568388534136818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oj_Y03FaCZc/Txx8vxhl7_I/AAAAAAAABEU/NPLQioD8Gnk/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack jumping in the mud puddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqvl1Gp_eOU/Txx8vTUOrXI/AAAAAAAABEI/NQuX_lx-yNE/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700568380425022834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqvl1Gp_eOU/Txx8vTUOrXI/AAAAAAAABEI/NQuX_lx-yNE/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Ben making a water trap to play in. The one time Ben actually got out of the chair and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAeRYQ0f0C4/Txx8Hc0-twI/AAAAAAAABD8/NX4jv3Ds-0M/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700567695783540482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAeRYQ0f0C4/Txx8Hc0-twI/AAAAAAAABD8/NX4jv3Ds-0M/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily knew how to relax at the beach:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1q06p-QPjk/Txx8G2xLKrI/AAAAAAAABDw/aR1zJz50W1U/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700567685567031986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1q06p-QPjk/Txx8G2xLKrI/AAAAAAAABDw/aR1zJz50W1U/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every day before going to the beach grandma had something fun for the kids to do. Here's Jack making a robot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgkcN1RG5lw/Txx8GUC3_YI/AAAAAAAABDk/nW84TwCTpmU/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700567676246031746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgkcN1RG5lw/Txx8GUC3_YI/AAAAAAAABDk/nW84TwCTpmU/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben making his robot. He looks so skinny:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_65Q8Ro8kA/Txx7kn3EBkI/AAAAAAAABDY/Rz9ItbeWJAU/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700567097449645634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_65Q8Ro8kA/Txx7kn3EBkI/AAAAAAAABDY/Rz9ItbeWJAU/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madison, Jack, Ben and Peyton. This was their special little table and they loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFzB2wL3zbY/Txx7kLtLvvI/AAAAAAAABDM/TkJ3kjwK5aM/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700567089892015858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFzB2wL3zbY/Txx7kLtLvvI/AAAAAAAABDM/TkJ3kjwK5aM/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and Daddy playing in the hammock. This was a favorite place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDDmebu-FQ8/Txx7jm7V8OI/AAAAAAAABDA/q1jCZ2zcUEY/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700567080019292386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDDmebu-FQ8/Txx7jm7V8OI/AAAAAAAABDA/q1jCZ2zcUEY/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids all got new chairs and LOVED them. We had to watch Lily really close. She loved to stand up in hers. We were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to go up the whole week, but with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt; getting sick we had to wait until Tuesday. We bought a tent heater this year and that really helped. Also, Grandma's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;trailor&lt;/span&gt; was a nice clean place to get out of the sun and take a shower. We had so much fun and can't wait to go again:) Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for the fun week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3968571807575706815?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3968571807575706815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3968571807575706815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3968571807575706815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3968571807575706815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2012/01/bear-lake-2011.html' title='Bear Lake 2011'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwGLLmhNfP4/TxyBa87igyI/AAAAAAAABH4/45mjSMLDvvU/s72-c/110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8359291622594747387</id><published>2011-09-03T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:46:18.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Handsome 1st Grader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9mrTvRy5Fw/TmMbYsbQYjI/AAAAAAAABC4/DHtevEHCWP0/s1600/jack1st4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648388468709024306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9mrTvRy5Fw/TmMbYsbQYjI/AAAAAAAABC4/DHtevEHCWP0/s320/jack1st4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holy cow! Is summer seriously over and I now have a 1st grader?! My little Jack is now a big man on campus. He leaves me everyday for ALL day. Okay, not all day, but it sure seems like it. He is so proud to finally feel apart of Eagle Valley Elementary and he sure gets into all the lame fund raisers that they have. I mean, come on, can't I just send you a check?:) Poor kid has very sensitive eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tUlL5hsyE6A/TmMa6g29BHI/AAAAAAAABCw/RiQCm3Z8HpY/s1600/jack1st2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648387950207894642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tUlL5hsyE6A/TmMa6g29BHI/AAAAAAAABCw/RiQCm3Z8HpY/s320/jack1st2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and Ben didn't really get what was going on. They didn't understand that their #1 playmate was leaving them. Doesn't Ben's face look so cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sX3gBOk4EK0/TmMaI1D3ZlI/AAAAAAAABCo/COcIK95d0S0/s1600/jack1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648387096637302354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sX3gBOk4EK0/TmMaI1D3ZlI/AAAAAAAABCo/COcIK95d0S0/s320/jack1st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blondies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHOJ9Ap0_Rg/TmMaIjYZ9vI/AAAAAAAABCg/TQyL2DmNVOY/s1600/jack1st3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648387091891615474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHOJ9Ap0_Rg/TmMaIjYZ9vI/AAAAAAAABCg/TQyL2DmNVOY/s320/jack1st3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture of Lily makes me laugh. She looks like a boy standing there. She was really getting into taking pictures and she seemed to understand to smile. Jack is the BEST big brother to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QrnB8mkOLQ/TmMY1HvTpNI/AAAAAAAABCY/wVajq8ACnG8/s1600/jack1st5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648385658542335186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QrnB8mkOLQ/TmMY1HvTpNI/AAAAAAAABCY/wVajq8ACnG8/s320/jack1st5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't this sweet?! Ben had a hard time letting go of Jack. It made me cry. Jack sure felt responsible for Ben, but you could tell that he was loving all the attention. He kept looking around like, "Sorry guys, I need to take care of my baby brother. I'll just be a minute." So funny:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2APyOBt11sE/TmMY0kOjwSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-drOsDHPalM/s1600/jack1st6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648385649009738018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2APyOBt11sE/TmMY0kOjwSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/-drOsDHPalM/s320/jack1st6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And there he is. All lined up for his first day of 1st day. He loves his teacher, Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abeyta&lt;/span&gt;. I got a letter from her the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day of school saying how respectful and obedient Jack is. I'm so proud of him. He will always be my baby, but I won't tell him that:) (He had his first spelling test on Friday. He was so nervous, just like his mom;) He kept saying his prayers about it. He came home all smiles with 100%. "I was so nervous my legs were shaking.", he said. I'm so happy for him:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2638936488184006362-8359291622594747387?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8359291622594747387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8359291622594747387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8359291622594747387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8359291622594747387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-handsome-1st-grader.html' title='My Handsome 1st Grader'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9mrTvRy5Fw/TmMbYsbQYjI/AAAAAAAABC4/DHtevEHCWP0/s72-c/jack1st4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7105679364590143650</id><published>2011-08-15T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:07:53.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeste's 80's 40th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOr_TaeFWko/TklXjL6ixZI/AAAAAAAABCE/-YeZ2xnohVA/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641136270263633298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOr_TaeFWko/TklXjL6ixZI/AAAAAAAABCE/-YeZ2xnohVA/s320/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I have a ton of other things to catch up on, but for Dan and Staci I thought I would post this. My Oldest sister Celeste turned 40! Seriously, does she know how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; this is for me? I have to tell people my sister is 40! Now Celeste was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jr&lt;/span&gt;. high and high school in the 80's. Big hair everyday! Really, if you want to know about the 80's just look at my sister's teenage life. She lived and breathed everything about the 80's. So naturally, we had to have an 80's themed 80's party, and it Rocked! Me and Brendan at the end of the night. He is missing his wig and his purple 80's JAZZ sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWATCokwh00/TklXi-oVauI/AAAAAAAABB8/EyYVsHuCjdM/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641136266697599714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWATCokwh00/TklXi-oVauI/AAAAAAAABB8/EyYVsHuCjdM/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Matt. We pretty much swept the awards! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; queen and he was the king. I also won Overall Best 80's Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c__WQL2Kj9Y/TklXNHfASNI/AAAAAAAABB0/zBB06DsHWxE/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641135891117263058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c__WQL2Kj9Y/TklXNHfASNI/AAAAAAAABB0/zBB06DsHWxE/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gary and Amber doing some amazing singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCP69Bz4EqU/TklXMxTjBvI/AAAAAAAABBs/v7NPwUneTNQ/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641135885163628274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCP69Bz4EqU/TklXMxTjBvI/AAAAAAAABBs/v7NPwUneTNQ/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My niece Ashton and I. We are pretty much AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmAMzMr_NSs/TklXMgOTd7I/AAAAAAAABBk/QClpzjtZshw/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641135880578234290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmAMzMr_NSs/TklXMgOTd7I/AAAAAAAABBk/QClpzjtZshw/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents had another party that night, so they walked in late just in time for some amazing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; entertainment:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxns1IGU1Iw/TklWuOLe_tI/AAAAAAAABBc/M8BHPWJCBrk/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641135360338493138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxns1IGU1Iw/TklWuOLe_tI/AAAAAAAABBc/M8BHPWJCBrk/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lestie&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; out to "Dancing Queen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D688JLnpjqE/TklWt1QwPkI/AAAAAAAABBU/bHXbot5PVAY/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641135353649708610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D688JLnpjqE/TklWt1QwPkI/AAAAAAAABBU/bHXbot5PVAY/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No offense Shaun, but you might be a little tone deaf. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8PdyOsOSlbk/TklWtk6BWmI/AAAAAAAABBM/gH4hm8-VM9I/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641135349259393634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8PdyOsOSlbk/TklWtk6BWmI/AAAAAAAABBM/gH4hm8-VM9I/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura and Russ doing a little Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y27wz-yNCL0/TklWMJ4_HaI/AAAAAAAABBE/PrXENnNU7BM/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641134775071612322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y27wz-yNCL0/TklWMJ4_HaI/AAAAAAAABBE/PrXENnNU7BM/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is April dealing with a husband who thought he was in his own boy band:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo2wp79qInM/TklWLgrEHTI/AAAAAAAABA8/eetUUax7NFM/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641134764007365938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo2wp79qInM/TklWLgrEHTI/AAAAAAAABA8/eetUUax7NFM/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only thing worse than a mullet is a red curly one. Jayme and Brad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIsDR2Dy2BI/TklWLdLaf2I/AAAAAAAABA0/MPpjmFTRmxA/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641134763069308770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIsDR2Dy2BI/TklWLdLaf2I/AAAAAAAABA0/MPpjmFTRmxA/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendan and his mentor, Matt. They really thought they were the Backstreet Boys. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiP82uMU3TI/TklVfsWPrvI/AAAAAAAABAs/H_MfHiCbpQE/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641134011227025138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiP82uMU3TI/TklVfsWPrvI/AAAAAAAABAs/H_MfHiCbpQE/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the men. I wish I could remember what they were singing. My favorite was Matt C. He was really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;livin&lt;/span&gt; in the moment, and you knew in his head he was the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sL0SoRmhmI8/TklVfcsNR4I/AAAAAAAABAk/HjDL3zpwXe0/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641134007024174978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sL0SoRmhmI8/TklVfcsNR4I/AAAAAAAABAk/HjDL3zpwXe0/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the women singing "Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun." We look like Sunshine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Generation&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2UOTnb4aq0/TklVfCGEOVI/AAAAAAAABAc/Vz41XvuXuCw/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641133999884876114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2UOTnb4aq0/TklVfCGEOVI/AAAAAAAABAc/Vz41XvuXuCw/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lady of the night. We LOVE you Celeste. We had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpLoz2lfLgc/TklUwSCwfzI/AAAAAAAABAU/tF47B41YEFw/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641133196712116018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpLoz2lfLgc/TklUwSCwfzI/AAAAAAAABAU/tF47B41YEFw/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funniest moment of the night. Joe got up to sing Vanilla Ice and didn't know the words as well as Matt would have liked, so he jumped up there and totally took over. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;! You could tell he had waited his whole like for this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5w_n6rJF-W4/TklUwKwHE4I/AAAAAAAABAM/cgaus-J6KWM/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641133194754855810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5w_n6rJF-W4/TklUwKwHE4I/AAAAAAAABAM/cgaus-J6KWM/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shaun and Celeste. Shaun is so amazing. I don't remember life without him being in it. He loves Celeste more than anything. These two are such great examples to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toxpwcSlEB8/TklUvv2dANI/AAAAAAAABAE/Toe4Q-xrkSo/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641133187533701330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toxpwcSlEB8/TklUvv2dANI/AAAAAAAABAE/Toe4Q-xrkSo/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt and April. They Looked awesome, seriously, I almost died when I saw April:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6gBQzMpKIM/TklUDgdKRKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/R013QD1mMxk/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641132427486839970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6gBQzMpKIM/TklUDgdKRKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/R013QD1mMxk/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are our wind blown pictures, and we all look pretty spectacular! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chantelle&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hdg5o5yY18g/TklUDTn3T3I/AAAAAAAAA_0/7-OtaxdRFBE/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641132424042073970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hdg5o5yY18g/TklUDTn3T3I/AAAAAAAAA_0/7-OtaxdRFBE/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt, he was enjoying that hair a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAp9vHsgN58/TklUDH3px9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/mIzV_i7OuFc/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641132420887070674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAp9vHsgN58/TklUDH3px9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/mIzV_i7OuFc/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7kr90geFxk/TklTVRO2VTI/AAAAAAAAA_k/0gnsyTpDeFQ/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641131633126298930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7kr90geFxk/TklTVRO2VTI/AAAAAAAAA_k/0gnsyTpDeFQ/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2n4ud2Ycck/TklTVFsUXLI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AAPP5akQVVU/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641131630028676274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2n4ud2Ycck/TklTVFsUXLI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AAPP5akQVVU/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April. This picture makes my day. It's pretty bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kog8jAHT5nM/TklTUwVDk4I/AAAAAAAAA_U/jCjIIDi6nDE/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641131624293962626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kog8jAHT5nM/TklTUwVDk4I/AAAAAAAAA_U/jCjIIDi6nDE/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z9taMIImtNk/TklStY2P39I/AAAAAAAAA_M/bQHCE8gEKUY/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641130947975831506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z9taMIImtNk/TklStY2P39I/AAAAAAAAA_M/bQHCE8gEKUY/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjvyI33YUuw/TklStH26xqI/AAAAAAAAA_E/a1uIJed0wIQ/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641130943415240354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjvyI33YUuw/TklStH26xqI/AAAAAAAAA_E/a1uIJed0wIQ/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmotT29YMiM/TklSsoYQ0-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/rPxo3fhGybM/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641130934965162978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmotT29YMiM/TklSsoYQ0-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/rPxo3fhGybM/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP111Zl5SVg/TklRnJBrAEI/AAAAAAAAA-0/KcGlLZGzpmE/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641129741137936450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP111Zl5SVg/TklRnJBrAEI/AAAAAAAAA-0/KcGlLZGzpmE/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psA7W3qrJWQ/TklRm9Yck_I/AAAAAAAAA-s/bd7CKppt76g/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641129738012234738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psA7W3qrJWQ/TklRm9Yck_I/AAAAAAAAA-s/bd7CKppt76g/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber, Jayme and Celeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwuL86phmIQ/TklRml0YjdI/AAAAAAAAA-k/oKooddfZjy8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641129731686960594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwuL86phmIQ/TklRml0YjdI/AAAAAAAAA-k/oKooddfZjy8/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mckay&lt;/span&gt; and Brennan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceowe-10cS8/TklRJIX14qI/AAAAAAAAA-c/wuza8qlyT50/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641129225566413474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceowe-10cS8/TklRJIX14qI/AAAAAAAAA-c/wuza8qlyT50/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I looked to0 amazing not to have a glamour shot done!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hyfs0B-X78I/TklRI8LROsI/AAAAAAAAA-U/CFUp4QizthI/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641129222292454082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hyfs0B-X78I/TklRI8LROsI/AAAAAAAAA-U/CFUp4QizthI/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashton looked amazing. That's what you get when you have a mom who knows exactly what she's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZN7VrD_NyM/TklRImLD-8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/HdFdNOjqSa8/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641129216386005954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZN7VrD_NyM/TklRImLD-8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/HdFdNOjqSa8/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany, who was not "Saved by the Bell". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast. Shaun did such a great job. I love my family and friends! 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He had kind of a hard day. He ended up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; pneumonia a few days later:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVj8K1QOgxM/TiSwLk7KLMI/AAAAAAAAA98/O9kMVFn_UhQ/s1600/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630819147056819394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVj8K1QOgxM/TiSwLk7KLMI/AAAAAAAAA98/O9kMVFn_UhQ/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet faced little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrXNlYKSfb4/TiSvqH_aY_I/AAAAAAAAA90/s-exN4k8nBE/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630818572354348018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrXNlYKSfb4/TiSvqH_aY_I/AAAAAAAAA90/s-exN4k8nBE/s320/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved the ice cream......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vyLNn_eJog/TiSvpyaC85I/AAAAAAAAA9s/pSHDbwD_OLk/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630818566560478098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vyLNn_eJog/TiSvpyaC85I/AAAAAAAAA9s/pSHDbwD_OLk/s320/153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you better believe Grandpa gave her a lot of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BF7kdAtYVcE/TiSvpqq2J1I/AAAAAAAAA9k/0s4u7tJlT0o/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630818564483458898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BF7kdAtYVcE/TiSvpqq2J1I/AAAAAAAAA9k/0s4u7tJlT0o/s320/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily loves her grandpa:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W99ki_c5Ivk/TiSvHf-vklI/AAAAAAAAA9c/YJ69EiiwiOU/s1600/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630817977498571346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W99ki_c5Ivk/TiSvHf-vklI/AAAAAAAAA9c/YJ69EiiwiOU/s320/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack enjoying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNM4KRj6QTQ/TiSvHHKJ1qI/AAAAAAAAA9U/XD9KGlDtBOM/s1600/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630817970835543714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNM4KRj6QTQ/TiSvHHKJ1qI/AAAAAAAAA9U/XD9KGlDtBOM/s320/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! Kirsten (baby boy that she loves (hearts!)) and Brendan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atVCFLpEg4A/TiSvGg_g0sI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KB80PpOWngQ/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630817960590365378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atVCFLpEg4A/TiSvGg_g0sI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KB80PpOWngQ/s320/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and gorgeous Ashton. I'm so glad Lily has such great girl cousins that are the best examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OqkkjKd_dg/TiSuTlAlkGI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zftYjnle6rU/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630817085495283810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OqkkjKd_dg/TiSuTlAlkGI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zftYjnle6rU/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben sat on the table the whole time he ate his ice cream, and of course Grandma let him, he's Ben:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcFsNldTgls/TiSuTSpgWOI/AAAAAAAAA88/F8OqxZIQhhA/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630817080566634722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcFsNldTgls/TiSuTSpgWOI/AAAAAAAAA88/F8OqxZIQhhA/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elggren&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt;. He was having a tough day:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bS8eYeR1pMM/TiSuTIOO05I/AAAAAAAAA80/ZA9AJ7OiD9s/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630817077767885714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bS8eYeR1pMM/TiSuTIOO05I/AAAAAAAAA80/ZA9AJ7OiD9s/s320/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Lily. So very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiCRov49W5U/TiStoDlfDBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/YW4jPQYHAGk/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630816337788865554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiCRov49W5U/TiStoDlfDBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/YW4jPQYHAGk/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's not the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; without the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;slip'n'slide&lt;/span&gt;. Jack would just run down it instead of sliding. I thought that was more scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J0zZIzpW5rk/TiStnjbL6VI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JSrik7AI_48/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630816329155733842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J0zZIzpW5rk/TiStnjbL6VI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JSrik7AI_48/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt; getting a good run in before the slide/run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7xXz50h0vs/TiStnQAdNPI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ygj7Y7vAM74/s1600/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630816323943347442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7xXz50h0vs/TiStnQAdNPI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ygj7Y7vAM74/s320/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily walking around with Brennan after the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s67V92AWmvU/TiStAghUzoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/vlbInwkehbw/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815658361278082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s67V92AWmvU/TiStAghUzoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/vlbInwkehbw/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves her cousin Brennan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3G_s3TR-x8/TiStAVn3viI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Uc40uhYAoEo/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815655435943458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3G_s3TR-x8/TiStAVn3viI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Uc40uhYAoEo/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My kids at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; parade. It was so hot, before the rain, they just wanted to go home.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9RviuBmJ3A/TiStAAG85sI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LOo8OMpf8gY/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815649660724930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9RviuBmJ3A/TiStAAG85sI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LOo8OMpf8gY/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt; ALWAYS has his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sunglasses&lt;/span&gt; on. Inside or out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kea38Mo69EE/TiSsSCJF-XI/AAAAAAAAA78/HuZmSS5cdw4/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814859932596594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kea38Mo69EE/TiSsSCJF-XI/AAAAAAAAA78/HuZmSS5cdw4/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Lil at the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-aNRWNPE9A/TiSsR8WlwlI/AAAAAAAAA70/4TicxvgOpQE/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814858378592850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-aNRWNPE9A/TiSsR8WlwlI/AAAAAAAAA70/4TicxvgOpQE/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little family before the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;festivities&lt;/span&gt; began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMoIt6b21zA/TiSsRYVeuII/AAAAAAAAA7s/pWl8EKMsTTA/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814848710260866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMoIt6b21zA/TiSsRYVeuII/AAAAAAAAA7s/pWl8EKMsTTA/s320/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our attempt at getting a cute pic of all three of them. They looked so gosh darn cute:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7C8mC5PXII/TiSrms9LzqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/mS8WMpTP3N0/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814115511127714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7C8mC5PXII/TiSrms9LzqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/mS8WMpTP3N0/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came down the day before for our nieces blessing. Lily at Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Done's&lt;/span&gt; in the doll stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bYropF_UQmg/TiSrmQ5q7pI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YEqCWsJD0Y0/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814107980197522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bYropF_UQmg/TiSrmQ5q7pI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YEqCWsJD0Y0/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Done always has something fun up her sleeve. Madison, Ben and Jack. Cute little pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFZ19kB3-_U/TiSrl8SehDI/AAAAAAAAA7U/g6j6JhUzuTI/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814102447096882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFZ19kB3-_U/TiSrl8SehDI/AAAAAAAAA7U/g6j6JhUzuTI/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome, not so little, Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGUG6J3S4Io/TiSpyfERMaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/epfhWEjK_2o/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630812118917919138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGUG6J3S4Io/TiSpyfERMaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/epfhWEjK_2o/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Saturday before the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we did fireworks outside with some neighbors. Ben on his Big Wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeT1heOcH78/TiSpyKTjiYI/AAAAAAAAA68/DoZV_QOIGvI/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630812113344891266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeT1heOcH78/TiSpyKTjiYI/AAAAAAAAA68/DoZV_QOIGvI/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben, Jack, Will, Aubrey and Brock. We love these friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge4c6Hj6LNI/TiSpx7NExMI/AAAAAAAAA60/pno6rROqm0M/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630812109291177154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge4c6Hj6LNI/TiSpx7NExMI/AAAAAAAAA60/pno6rROqm0M/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3_Mu3o2rdE/TiSpNfZQypI/AAAAAAAAA6s/9Si5Hpv9WwY/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630811483350813330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3_Mu3o2rdE/TiSpNfZQypI/AAAAAAAAA6s/9Si5Hpv9WwY/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben just looking cute. Don't mind the outfit, this is what he loves to wear to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2id1PMKpIw/TiSpM0qTu1I/AAAAAAAAA6k/iusHGOIIwKY/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630811471879584594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2id1PMKpIw/TiSpM0qTu1I/AAAAAAAAA6k/iusHGOIIwKY/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben running away from the sparklers. In &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; end he did hold some and loved it. His favorite were the pops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N00fuvPLsXk/TiSpMtIk9PI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ojtQem-dvEQ/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630811469859058930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N00fuvPLsXk/TiSpMtIk9PI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ojtQem-dvEQ/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack with a sparkler. We had a wonderful 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I love this holiday. There is so much to do and we are very tired by the end, but we have a lot of fun. We (I) start the day off with the k-town 5k then we are off to the parade followed by a swim day at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elggren's&lt;/span&gt;. We end the day with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Done's&lt;/span&gt; and then off to the fireworks in K-town. I'm am so grateful for this country and the amazing people who fight so hard to defend it. What a blessing our Father in Heaven has given us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3244271416127283930?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3244271416127283930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3244271416127283930' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3244271416127283930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3244271416127283930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-2011.html' title='The 4th 2011'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCyDknJfgQQ/TiSwL-RtcsI/AAAAAAAAA-E/0HwCe59WHSs/s72-c/160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4843121604298270576</id><published>2011-07-06T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:02:14.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qh9-zZ9UsEk/ThTljubfYZI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JN2xA8QD1jk/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626374236414108050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qh9-zZ9UsEk/ThTljubfYZI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JN2xA8QD1jk/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us girls were able to take a weekend off of being moms and get away. We were able to stay in Mesquitte in Tiff's family home. We had such a blast, and can't wait to do it again. This is from our Photo shoot in Filmore on the way home. Celeste and Amber were really bringing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mVIzboUS7g/ThTlZ7PX6lI/AAAAAAAAA6E/mmOuBvV0QKI/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626374068054256210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mVIzboUS7g/ThTlZ7PX6lI/AAAAAAAAA6E/mmOuBvV0QKI/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber looking so deep in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGw88ToD_g8/ThTlKkipQVI/AAAAAAAAA58/pJJgNEFXHjo/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626373804263031122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGw88ToD_g8/ThTlKkipQVI/AAAAAAAAA58/pJJgNEFXHjo/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eat your heart out Tyra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7whhVpaBXBQ/ThTkvPtPVJI/AAAAAAAAA50/gAw7CvxN8v0/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626373334813856914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7whhVpaBXBQ/ThTkvPtPVJI/AAAAAAAAA50/gAw7CvxN8v0/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celeste is amazing with the camera, but she did have a great model:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-efXteDUns8w/ThTjjcbK2fI/AAAAAAAAA5U/HxzYqgE9n7U/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626372032557668850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-efXteDUns8w/ThTjjcbK2fI/AAAAAAAAA5U/HxzYqgE9n7U/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's on your mind Kirst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFNuQ3jB8MA/ThTjiw5Q6tI/AAAAAAAAA5M/EF1fIYHbWVA/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626372020872735442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFNuQ3jB8MA/ThTjiw5Q6tI/AAAAAAAAA5M/EF1fIYHbWVA/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm over here Lestie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2kmLCApS2U/ThTjirudHuI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Nk3cuIMsc9w/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626372019485220578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2kmLCApS2U/ThTjirudHuI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Nk3cuIMsc9w/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tommy and Ber. So Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ8k06ka45M/ThThc5qDh9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/isab6qEnWz0/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626369721122392018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ8k06ka45M/ThThc5qDh9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/isab6qEnWz0/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the houses has a pool. On day two we just swam all day. I'm telling you, every mom needs this at some point. It was so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zgaTxsgGwM/ThThcUCwsvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6zHJrRorJ3U/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626369711025468146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zgaTxsgGwM/ThThcUCwsvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6zHJrRorJ3U/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two babies. Max and Tommy. They were perfect angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omEU5FtYoVQ/ThThcC7gopI/AAAAAAAAA4U/x61U5YbY2Zs/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626369706431652498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omEU5FtYoVQ/ThThcC7gopI/AAAAAAAAA4U/x61U5YbY2Zs/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April, I just thought you looked hot in this picture. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2hq6tMFEgU/ThTfDZyj4eI/AAAAAAAAA30/SIzZTpZJSus/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626367084048146914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2hq6tMFEgU/ThTfDZyj4eI/AAAAAAAAA30/SIzZTpZJSus/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celeste has still got it! She did my hair 80's style and I now know where "rather, rinse REPEAT" came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CY_bLALhsAY/ThTfDD5f-2I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ZCW59Ap7l-8/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626367078171671394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CY_bLALhsAY/ThTfDD5f-2I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ZCW59Ap7l-8/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayme hiding in the flowers. Ha, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgXdJ2MEbZU/ThTfC1AcuCI/AAAAAAAAA3k/gdRfWHBohwU/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626367074174285858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgXdJ2MEbZU/ThTfC1AcuCI/AAAAAAAAA3k/gdRfWHBohwU/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April's Bridal/engagment picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bCeJhjSPe8/ThTepzq_eRI/AAAAAAAAA3c/jj0kxfOabFY/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626366644319123730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bCeJhjSPe8/ThTepzq_eRI/AAAAAAAAA3c/jj0kxfOabFY/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max and Tommy were the best babies, and we loved having them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tbutqlb7RYQ/ThTepdiJrYI/AAAAAAAAA3U/ZxuRQBAhxKU/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626366638376463746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tbutqlb7RYQ/ThTepdiJrYI/AAAAAAAAA3U/ZxuRQBAhxKU/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwWgsJRFG7Q/ThTeo69dy2I/AAAAAAAAA3M/bg0fvU5p0OE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626366629095787362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwWgsJRFG7Q/ThTeo69dy2I/AAAAAAAAA3M/bg0fvU5p0OE/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang hanging out. Minus me and Staci. I was taking the picture and Staci was in NH. We missed you so much. Maybe next time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_JAwuZxJos/ThTeREJ_uSI/AAAAAAAAA3E/S33AwFd9cRc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626366219247401250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_JAwuZxJos/ThTeREJ_uSI/AAAAAAAAA3E/S33AwFd9cRc/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom inthe back seat. She said, "What?" a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cuIAn2dgKcE/ThTeQgmtclI/AAAAAAAAA28/towCjmLe2m4/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626366209704161874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cuIAn2dgKcE/ThTeQgmtclI/AAAAAAAAA28/towCjmLe2m4/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tiff and I are pretty much AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohGIt7PEsPk/ThTeQSqd-xI/AAAAAAAAA20/eE0VhNiY24c/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626366205961829138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohGIt7PEsPk/ThTeQSqd-xI/AAAAAAAAA20/eE0VhNiY24c/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's sleep mask. Oh, we had such a good time. We ate a ton. Lauged a ton. Didn't sleep a ton. We had such a great time. Can't wait to do it again.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2638936488184006362-4843121604298270576?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4843121604298270576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4843121604298270576' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4843121604298270576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4843121604298270576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls-weekend.html' title='Girl&apos;s Weekend!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qh9-zZ9UsEk/ThTljubfYZI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JN2xA8QD1jk/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2857294225839482548</id><published>2011-07-01T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T07:35:24.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy0y4DpxbT8/Tg6bghmTCQI/AAAAAAAAA2s/BNWNsha46F8/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624603967709448450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy0y4DpxbT8/Tg6bghmTCQI/AAAAAAAAA2s/BNWNsha46F8/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Lily turned one on May 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I can't believe it, I really can't. We had a party for her complete with an all pink cake. It took her a minute, but she got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0205OjB7w0/Tg6bgS0iBLI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ceJyzjxPfYg/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624603963742618802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0205OjB7w0/Tg6bgS0iBLI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ceJyzjxPfYg/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She cried when everyone sang to her, but she soon got the hang of it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ5WTTs96KY/Tg6bgNSAtoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/b9phyb3rGfs/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624603962255652482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ5WTTs96KY/Tg6bgNSAtoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/b9phyb3rGfs/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have to have a first birthday dress (and you better believe I had fun looking for it.) She looked so cute in it, especially when she crawled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27aYNmtMZyI/Tg6aiLTlIKI/AAAAAAAAA2U/rqY02tGZeZo/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624602896573472930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27aYNmtMZyI/Tg6aiLTlIKI/AAAAAAAAA2U/rqY02tGZeZo/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Lily at her party. I have loved having a little girl. She is so very special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9JIVif_0Ko/Tg6ahrRM1fI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ttEIf53iiHw/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624602887973557746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9JIVif_0Ko/Tg6ahrRM1fI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ttEIf53iiHw/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIghKD9iXR8/Tg6ahVB8pGI/AAAAAAAAA2E/NxrH45JBlMM/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624602882004001890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIghKD9iXR8/Tg6ahVB8pGI/AAAAAAAAA2E/NxrH45JBlMM/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful that we were given this little girl. We love her so much. I can't believe how well she has fit into out family. What a little light she is in our lives. She has always been the best baby, though a little attitude is peaking through:) Her brother's absolutely adore her. When she cries they both run to her rescue. Jack loves to tell her that she is his pretty girl. He told me tonight, "Lily's eyes are brighter than all the stars in the sky!" Kind of crazy, but he really loves her;) He always talks about how happy he is that Heavenly Father sent her to us, and I am too. Ben loves to go in and get her when she wakes up. He says, "G-mooring!" and then has to give her a big hug. Lily loves to wrestle with her brothers and dad. It worries me a little, but she makes up for it when she tries to feed her doll her bottle. She loves to be sung to and rocked at night. She just looks at me, and I know she knows so much more than I do. She is such a funny little thing! She loves to raise her hands high in the air and then fall on her face laughing. We all laugh back and that makes her do it over and over again. She is gorgeous! I can't tell you how many people comment on her. Now, I know I'm biased, but she takes my breath away:) We love you you little Lillian, Lillian Grace, Lily Bean, Lily, Lil, Pretty Girl, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;, Miss Lily, Miss Thing, and Girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2638936488184006362-2857294225839482548?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2857294225839482548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2857294225839482548' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2857294225839482548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2857294225839482548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-1.html' title='She&apos;s 1!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy0y4DpxbT8/Tg6bghmTCQI/AAAAAAAAA2s/BNWNsha46F8/s72-c/069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-510215840997710600</id><published>2011-06-28T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:17:16.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to my Sweetheart Ruthie!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The happy times that reinforces our love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The difficult times that has grown our love. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The wonderful example you are to the kids and me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The meals we've eaten together and the ones we've looked out the window at.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your willingness to put up with all my weird tendencies, missed deadlines, and ideas of healthy foods (an apple with caramel dip counts as a serving of fruit).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The knowledge that we will be together forever!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am so grateful that we have been able to spend the last nine years together and look forward to the many years ahead of us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love, Brendan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-510215840997710600?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/510215840997710600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=510215840997710600' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/510215840997710600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/510215840997710600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-anniversary-to-my-sweetheart.html' title='Happy Anniversary to my Sweetheart Ruthie!!!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06456110339309094148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-493214320181307607</id><published>2011-06-12T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:39:07.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I TRIed, and Loved It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKXpkcmwep0/TfWCTFSM-qI/AAAAAAAAA18/Qz7HWRcDoi8/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617539374562212514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKXpkcmwep0/TfWCTFSM-qI/AAAAAAAAA18/Qz7HWRcDoi8/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I attempted my first Triathlon this year. It was the Woman of Steel Triathlon in American&lt;br /&gt;Fork. I had no idea how much I would enjoy it. It was amazing! I wanted to do it again the day after since now I knew how it all worked. I was quite slow with transition (one 5 minutes..oops!). Next time, and there will be a next time, I will really push myself. Although, I feel as if I did pretty well for my first time out. This is my friend Tiffany who has done it a few times and answered every dumb question that I had:) Seriously, could I get the hair out of my face! For your sake and mine I will spare you any swimming shots:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0I0vAuMWBo/TfWCSutFIeI/AAAAAAAAA10/_urnJflWb0U/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617539368500928994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0I0vAuMWBo/TfWCSutFIeI/AAAAAAAAA10/_urnJflWb0U/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coming around the bend at the finish line. It was one of those days that I felt like I could have ran forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thcIW7x9dRg/TfWCSXW4z0I/AAAAAAAAA1s/4luFxMeDIB4/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617539362233831234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-thcIW7x9dRg/TfWCSXW4z0I/AAAAAAAAA1s/4luFxMeDIB4/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I fell in love with spinning while I was training, though my back end doesn't exactly agree;) It was so fun to see my family every time we came back to transition. It really helps out to see the ones you love cheering you on. A year ago I was having a baby and I had a very hard recovery, physically and mentally. Signing up for this and training has helped me overcome all of this. I'm so grateful for a body that allows me to do the things I love. Thanks to my wonderful husband who supported me through all the craziness. I need to steal a picture from my parents of me and my family. They were at the end, along with my parents, to give me flowers and hugs:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-493214320181307607?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/493214320181307607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=493214320181307607' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/493214320181307607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/493214320181307607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-tri.html' title='I TRIed, and Loved It!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKXpkcmwep0/TfWCTFSM-qI/AAAAAAAAA18/Qz7HWRcDoi8/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5738688781210112710</id><published>2011-05-28T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:48:33.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaBwO2DXb-E/TeHOq4FbEfI/AAAAAAAAA1g/peM1Ygz7D-E/s1600/255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611993846685307378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaBwO2DXb-E/TeHOq4FbEfI/AAAAAAAAA1g/peM1Ygz7D-E/s320/255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way home we stopped at the San &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Diego&lt;/span&gt; temple. It is amazing and beautiful. Jack said it looked like a castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7lGYm-cCwIo/TeHOqkNcdmI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lmkwejfHQI0/s1600/259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611993841350243938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7lGYm-cCwIo/TeHOqkNcdmI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lmkwejfHQI0/s320/259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Love this picture of my boys. They are each other's best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84WCBYe-u18/TeHOqUZGwOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/KzxkyFP-t3I/s1600/262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611993837104185570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84WCBYe-u18/TeHOqUZGwOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/KzxkyFP-t3I/s320/262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beautiful little princess:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8an5B-n2LE/TeHNkHi67fI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Zm3dIGkU0qE/s1600/261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611992631064849906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8an5B-n2LE/TeHNkHi67fI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Zm3dIGkU0qE/s320/261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to get a good picture of the three of them. Not happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YFXHzbw3WxI/TeHNjnPGMwI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ISLXlMdsrNo/s1600/269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611992622391767810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YFXHzbw3WxI/TeHNjnPGMwI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ISLXlMdsrNo/s320/269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what our drive looked like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAfC1O7w6KE/TeHNjTx_X-I/AAAAAAAAA04/jFheV3UMv2A/s1600/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611992617169412066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAfC1O7w6KE/TeHNjTx_X-I/AAAAAAAAA04/jFheV3UMv2A/s320/270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJbO5I32fYo/TeHNjOWovfI/AAAAAAAAA0w/-L4slMm6jwU/s1600/271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611992615712505330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJbO5I32fYo/TeHNjOWovfI/AAAAAAAAA0w/-L4slMm6jwU/s320/271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. We were very grateful for the movies. We had so much fun! We want to go back..............someday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2638936488184006362-5738688781210112710?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5738688781210112710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5738688781210112710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5738688781210112710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5738688781210112710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/san-diego-temple.html' title='San Diego Temple'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaBwO2DXb-E/TeHOq4FbEfI/AAAAAAAAA1g/peM1Ygz7D-E/s72-c/255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7759887203265980064</id><published>2011-05-28T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:30:49.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbsvTO5sbwo/TeHJfiryaNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Zx10oJ1Soos/s1600/247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611988154403940562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbsvTO5sbwo/TeHJfiryaNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Zx10oJ1Soos/s320/247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every day when Lily would take her morning nap Brendan would take the boys for a walk along the water. We would then go for a walk at night. We loved this and we really miss the beautiful walks. There were seals and rabbits and all sorts of birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OoKfqiKBeYo/TeHJfR985-I/AAAAAAAAA0g/HYXB_LxtINA/s1600/246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611988149916723170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OoKfqiKBeYo/TeHJfR985-I/AAAAAAAAA0g/HYXB_LxtINA/s320/246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Ben fell asleep on the walk home from Sea World. It was funny to watch him bob around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52sjChZp9Ag/TeHJfIO8viI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/lZULFHdPcA8/s1600/244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611988147303661090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52sjChZp9Ag/TeHJfIO8viI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/lZULFHdPcA8/s320/244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right before we were leaving for the final time one of the trainers walked by and Jack's jaw dropped. He was so excited to get this picture and he can't wait to have it printed and hanging in his room. Ben just thought she was beautiful. He couldn't stop looking at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMrcinhcaN0/TeHIQwxm71I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/NDmAKFq_J-c/s1600/242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611986800976785234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMrcinhcaN0/TeHIQwxm71I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/NDmAKFq_J-c/s320/242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all loved &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu's&lt;/span&gt; tank. We could have stayed there for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTlXrjxdTes/TeHIQrUbBEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/gSFzzF1JDl0/s1600/236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611986799512192066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTlXrjxdTes/TeHIQrUbBEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/gSFzzF1JDl0/s320/236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Lil at the play land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOobzlBe4uY/TeHIQSkn3ZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hVzgXs_qaJo/s1600/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611986792869256594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOobzlBe4uY/TeHIQSkn3ZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hVzgXs_qaJo/s320/232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elmo and Big Bird were there that day and it went much better. Ben loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5hT_tjIuwo/TeHIQPqd8eI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Wv8QBGD2ujM/s1600/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611986792088465890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5hT_tjIuwo/TeHIQPqd8eI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Wv8QBGD2ujM/s320/229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben giving Elmo a high five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9PP6ng58rI/TeHGd_rO05I/AAAAAAAAAzw/OXFXLZi6zDM/s1600/224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611984829291615122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9PP6ng58rI/TeHGd_rO05I/AAAAAAAAAzw/OXFXLZi6zDM/s320/224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Lily in front of the sharks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uf4yQIGpeOU/TeHGdjnSw2I/AAAAAAAAAzo/Z8sw5xYT9AM/s1600/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611984821758903138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uf4yQIGpeOU/TeHGdjnSw2I/AAAAAAAAAzo/Z8sw5xYT9AM/s320/221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me touching a star fish. I felt so silly. I was really scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDSxz8mExpw/TeHGdSa3rTI/AAAAAAAAAzg/kMV6jz9R10I/s1600/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611984817143393586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JDSxz8mExpw/TeHGdSa3rTI/AAAAAAAAAzg/kMV6jz9R10I/s320/218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me going on the Journey to Atlantis ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yZw33-uNaw/TeHGdNmQ6ZI/AAAAAAAAAzY/d0d0-SIRp8o/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611984815849007506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yZw33-uNaw/TeHGdNmQ6ZI/AAAAAAAAAzY/d0d0-SIRp8o/s320/212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan on Journey to Atlantis. We timed it just right and we shot the water cannon right at him. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2638936488184006362-7759887203265980064?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7759887203265980064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7759887203265980064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7759887203265980064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7759887203265980064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/sea-world-day-3.html' title='Sea World Day 3'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbsvTO5sbwo/TeHJfiryaNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Zx10oJ1Soos/s72-c/247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4020909628020291876</id><published>2011-05-28T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:56:29.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKByjzIsQ6M/TeG_Nju9c9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cmCNWhLxKgE/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611976850331759570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKByjzIsQ6M/TeG_Nju9c9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cmCNWhLxKgE/s320/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They loved the bus ride back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rLjhPHDsTk/TeG_NFd3TlI/AAAAAAAAAzI/L-bqcJPYE30/s1600/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611976842206989906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_rLjhPHDsTk/TeG_NFd3TlI/AAAAAAAAAzI/L-bqcJPYE30/s320/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu's&lt;/span&gt; tank was one of our favorite things to do. No one was there and we just watched the whales swim really close to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuxXli0Wiww/TeG_Ml0L9jI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6NLXSxS-t18/s1600/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611976833710683698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuxXli0Wiww/TeG_Ml0L9jI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6NLXSxS-t18/s320/204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben watching the dolphins swim past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQXfkH6yLWE/TeG9oumwOUI/AAAAAAAAAy4/OD_6zVUZ4cU/s1600/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611975118083340610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQXfkH6yLWE/TeG9oumwOUI/AAAAAAAAAy4/OD_6zVUZ4cU/s320/202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily asleep on daddy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L0TO7_cPPus/TeG9oNdKqGI/AAAAAAAAAyw/6UDocj41VYw/s1600/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611975109184759906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L0TO7_cPPus/TeG9oNdKqGI/AAAAAAAAAyw/6UDocj41VYw/s320/198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These lemonades were delicious! We bought so many of them. It was hot and they were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wde2_MLyelw/TeG9nxaakiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/YcnjECRozwk/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611975101657027106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wde2_MLyelw/TeG9nxaakiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/YcnjECRozwk/s320/193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elmo was there and no one was in line. We thought Ben would love it, but he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSM_oQW3Kro/TeG9nobum8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/B4dgpGn3tuM/s1600/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611975099246615490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSM_oQW3Kro/TeG9nobum8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/B4dgpGn3tuM/s320/190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Lily playing in the little kids area in Sesame Street &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Playland&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6QzvYGIsn0/TeG7_R87hrI/AAAAAAAAAyY/mQMR4K8J8C4/s1600/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611973306505463474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6QzvYGIsn0/TeG7_R87hrI/AAAAAAAAAyY/mQMR4K8J8C4/s320/185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack and Ben watching the Beluga Whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4T43bebRIT8/TeG7_BnAwLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/G6HdEhHjJx8/s1600/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611973302118564018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4T43bebRIT8/TeG7_BnAwLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/G6HdEhHjJx8/s320/183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm still laughing when I think about this walrus. This was the biggest thing I have ever seen. Seriously It was so fat! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Jack saw it before me and he came and told me. "Mom that walrus is as big as two mommies!" Brendan looked at me and said, "More like 20 mommies." It was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaurP_gVoYQ/TeG7-_I3mVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/IF6Cxs5lx3Y/s1600/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611973301455264082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaurP_gVoYQ/TeG7-_I3mVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/IF6Cxs5lx3Y/s320/180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben watching the polar bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr31284QtX4/TeG7-muODVI/AAAAAAAAAyA/6vgE7FVj9HA/s1600/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611973294901038418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr31284QtX4/TeG7-muODVI/AAAAAAAAAyA/6vgE7FVj9HA/s320/177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids next to a baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alligator&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2638936488184006362-4020909628020291876?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4020909628020291876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4020909628020291876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4020909628020291876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4020909628020291876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/sea-world-day-2.html' title='Sea World Day 2'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKByjzIsQ6M/TeG_Nju9c9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cmCNWhLxKgE/s72-c/211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5633419314880151997</id><published>2011-05-28T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:15:43.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming and Other Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dI8vf5mnnNk/TeG5BQh3jJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_EzZV9Gv484/s1600/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611970041948376210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dI8vf5mnnNk/TeG5BQh3jJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_EzZV9Gv484/s320/175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just having fun in the hotel. My kids love to wrestle and since there wasn't much room on the floor the beds were the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EoYyP89481g/TeG5BA3uVFI/AAAAAAAAAxw/A0qHqK5V5Oc/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611970037745079378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EoYyP89481g/TeG5BA3uVFI/AAAAAAAAAxw/A0qHqK5V5Oc/s320/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' some licorice after a long day on the Midway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRJhvMXo8dU/TeG5AkZoznI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Bp030arGs04/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611970030102695538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRJhvMXo8dU/TeG5AkZoznI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Bp030arGs04/s320/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We loved the swimming pool. Poor little Lil was so tired. She wouldn't let me hold her so I laid her on this chair and she fell right asleep on the lounge chair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ur286JIs04/TeG3eQ3-TdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/6LSFe3oVIN4/s1600/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611968341234044370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ur286JIs04/TeG3eQ3-TdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/6LSFe3oVIN4/s320/169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys had so much fun. Brendan throwing Jack in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRkkZydkR1E/TeG3eC6JcnI/AAAAAAAAAxY/87x-8Zoj4Os/s1600/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611968337485066866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRkkZydkR1E/TeG3eC6JcnI/AAAAAAAAAxY/87x-8Zoj4Os/s320/170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute Lily in a really big swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVqS7caw3IY/TeG3dyd9UkI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bdCA6AZwA20/s1600/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611968333071864386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVqS7caw3IY/TeG3dyd9UkI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bdCA6AZwA20/s320/167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt; waiting to get in. He loved to sit in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;floatie&lt;/span&gt; by the stairs and play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgqTYalBWyQ/TeG3dstC7SI/AAAAAAAAAxI/yxfECN-8aiU/s1600/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611968331524533538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgqTYalBWyQ/TeG3dstC7SI/AAAAAAAAAxI/yxfECN-8aiU/s320/166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack LOVED the swimming pool. He could have stayed in this pool the whole week and wouldn't have cared. He played so hard:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2638936488184006362-5633419314880151997?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5633419314880151997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5633419314880151997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5633419314880151997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5633419314880151997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/swimming-and-other-fun.html' title='Swimming and Other Fun!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dI8vf5mnnNk/TeG5BQh3jJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_EzZV9Gv484/s72-c/175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8136005026867702922</id><published>2011-05-10T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:32:55.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S.S.  Midway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-q6GzGaSKI/Tclv7dkXNAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/23bhMqKw8vg/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134278579401730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-q6GzGaSKI/Tclv7dkXNAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/23bhMqKw8vg/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were really excited to take the kids to the U.S.S. Midway. It is a docked air-craft carrier in San &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Diego&lt;/span&gt; that is now a museum. They give you earphones and you take yourself on a tour. You can go where ever you want. It was so awesome. We loved it and so did the boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hg_n5Dztjo/Tclv7EWtXBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/XFnjN7ei-1E/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134271811247122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hg_n5Dztjo/Tclv7EWtXBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/XFnjN7ei-1E/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our blue day picture in front of the Midway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgSHLtC1y8Q/Tclv6wPI6II/AAAAAAAAAws/MmzkEJ4HoCw/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134266410788994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgSHLtC1y8Q/Tclv6wPI6II/AAAAAAAAAws/MmzkEJ4HoCw/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben was a completely different boy this day. His eyes had healed and he got a ton of sleep. He had so much fun climbing up and down all the steep stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOHm0ynjQm4/Tclv6gkRIPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/3kJbrlrCdwI/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134262204440818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOHm0ynjQm4/Tclv6gkRIPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/3kJbrlrCdwI/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys in one of the showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aew6UvkWk1g/TcluXG_g28I/AAAAAAAAAwc/EqwiQhSciJk/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605132554532346818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aew6UvkWk1g/TcluXG_g28I/AAAAAAAAAwc/EqwiQhSciJk/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the prison they have on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4JPnaXh8V4/TcluWUrddMI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CfxyX-TYzCM/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605132541026464962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4JPnaXh8V4/TcluWUrddMI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CfxyX-TYzCM/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You get to touch and move everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IeGutCIMw2g/TcluWIDLM4I/AAAAAAAAAwM/-pFfkAbqidA/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605132537636270978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IeGutCIMw2g/TcluWIDLM4I/AAAAAAAAAwM/-pFfkAbqidA/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack steering the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DoZpEe8GiI0/TcluVnsCnFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/MmHlDXhxYoc/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605132528949304402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DoZpEe8GiI0/TcluVnsCnFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/MmHlDXhxYoc/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the control rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VT5NmQfX64o/TclsvkzaUEI/AAAAAAAAAv8/EhI86DxpyBE/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605130775828254786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VT5NmQfX64o/TclsvkzaUEI/AAAAAAAAAv8/EhI86DxpyBE/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben was so excited. This is him doing the "Awesome Dance"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cL86Q4DAfKM/TclsvaDN5vI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9StPazRZQwQ/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605130772941760242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cL86Q4DAfKM/TclsvaDN5vI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9StPazRZQwQ/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have a ton of cockpits that you can sit in and play. You can push all the buttons. The boys loved it, and so did I. At one point Jack told me that I was just the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stewardess&lt;/span&gt; so that I would stop playing with their things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MANSUsT1PMI/TclsvKleV0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/0uha3_NK4zs/s1600/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605130768790476610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MANSUsT1PMI/TclsvKleV0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/0uha3_NK4zs/s320/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiQrjk7HR1o/Tclsu42t4TI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nzMbPKERZiU/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605130764030959922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiQrjk7HR1o/Tclsu42t4TI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nzMbPKERZiU/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jo6JgwlNNE/TclrWHetI0I/AAAAAAAAAvc/ygjrd2P_wF4/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605129238948422466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jo6JgwlNNE/TclrWHetI0I/AAAAAAAAAvc/ygjrd2P_wF4/s320/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this picture of Lily. She was so good the whole time. All the older people LOVED Lily. They all had something to say about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJXkyxnBi-A/TclrV6vjnrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/l6gh9ra-xfk/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605129235529440946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJXkyxnBi-A/TclrV6vjnrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/l6gh9ra-xfk/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved the cockpits too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aaP7NR0Ogw/TclrVvncFbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QkBtFlhD4Fs/s1600/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605129232542602674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aaP7NR0Ogw/TclrVvncFbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QkBtFlhD4Fs/s320/123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben flying the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnY0gi5-0cs/TclrVewUsKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/cFaAZp-5fOA/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605129228016464034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnY0gi5-0cs/TclrVewUsKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/cFaAZp-5fOA/s320/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack flying the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFr2TqXo9nQ/Tclp5azxkLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/-pBHqLMojBs/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605127646409232562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFr2TqXo9nQ/Tclp5azxkLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/-pBHqLMojBs/s320/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rre3bnmi620/Tclp46mlcgI/AAAAAAAAAu0/iFdAFc9jrhI/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605127637763977730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rre3bnmi620/Tclp46mlcgI/AAAAAAAAAu0/iFdAFc9jrhI/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to go up where all the planes are and get in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnTTm9rW3DA/Tclp4n8eXlI/AAAAAAAAAus/sY1LtJiuqgE/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605127632755514962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnTTm9rW3DA/Tclp4n8eXlI/AAAAAAAAAus/sY1LtJiuqgE/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BREVp1QXLU8/Tclp4Q3YO8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/NdTcZ5btW0I/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605127626560125890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BREVp1QXLU8/Tclp4Q3YO8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/NdTcZ5btW0I/s320/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys looked so small on this huge ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfOIzQIBQaU/TclodJJHNpI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ircOfMaiN6k/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605126061118928530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfOIzQIBQaU/TclodJJHNpI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ircOfMaiN6k/s320/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuLFY_4HHoo/Tcloc_0lcrI/AAAAAAAAAuU/gY9S25upbPM/s1600/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605126058616910514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuLFY_4HHoo/Tcloc_0lcrI/AAAAAAAAAuU/gY9S25upbPM/s320/141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cY25r4poCNg/TclocUmhVhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/S7eQeVAtqBw/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605126047015196178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cY25r4poCNg/TclocUmhVhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/S7eQeVAtqBw/s320/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack got to go up in the captain's area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2l7_PKmw1c4/TclocPqa5dI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8oABLoVga5w/s1600/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605126045689374162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2l7_PKmw1c4/TclocPqa5dI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8oABLoVga5w/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben looks so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dH4VFzNNSzw/Tclm7uZYtHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/d249i9h54hk/s1600/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124387492115570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dH4VFzNNSzw/Tclm7uZYtHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/d249i9h54hk/s320/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcRgGyeltGg/Tclm7U5uxFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/TTXw2bI1SHQ/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124380648457298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcRgGyeltGg/Tclm7U5uxFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/TTXw2bI1SHQ/s320/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt; on a Tomcat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tT3_UOLu3s/Tclm7HHMTAI/AAAAAAAAAts/G1aHShdxWOU/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124376946822146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tT3_UOLu3s/Tclm7HHMTAI/AAAAAAAAAts/G1aHShdxWOU/s320/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really hot up on deck. I can't imagine being there in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdam51EFYt0/Tclm6ypMTfI/AAAAAAAAAtk/2erBg5l1Bws/s1600/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605124371452284402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdam51EFYt0/Tclm6ypMTfI/AAAAAAAAAtk/2erBg5l1Bws/s320/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes me laugh:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EvgoUB58gQ/TcllWLBrucI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JvMNhIBCMJk/s1600/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605122642830670274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EvgoUB58gQ/TcllWLBrucI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JvMNhIBCMJk/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the sick bay, so we had to get a picture of all the kids coughing on beds. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K5q_-abY3Bc/TcllV_1VFEI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SCH54ItX2q8/s1600/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605122639826064450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K5q_-abY3Bc/TcllV_1VFEI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SCH54ItX2q8/s320/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner's&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RVZ8QEnpAcQ/TcllVsPFvtI/AAAAAAAAAtM/klhoLUz_2l0/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605122634565402322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RVZ8QEnpAcQ/TcllVsPFvtI/AAAAAAAAAtM/klhoLUz_2l0/s320/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Lily had a cough for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9b-uxd5YgLU/TcllVa1HDsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/P-4PKgAn6-k/s1600/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605122629893033666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9b-uxd5YgLU/TcllVa1HDsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/P-4PKgAn6-k/s320/160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys in the dentist chair. This is something I would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; recommend. We had so much fun and it was all very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fascinating&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2638936488184006362-8136005026867702922?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8136005026867702922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8136005026867702922' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8136005026867702922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8136005026867702922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/uss-midway.html' title='U.S.S.  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I dressed them all in yellow, cause I'm like that;) This is after a very long day, especially for Ben. We had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qiojl4JlLM/TcgS-aQZvUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/LlUmkKq9XUs/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604750599671889218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qiojl4JlLM/TcgS-aQZvUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/LlUmkKq9XUs/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Lily on the shuttle bus. We were within walking distance but it was nice to ride the shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2hZkrTcP5I/TcgS-AZrbUI/AAAAAAAAAss/NxH_kS8J34U/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604750592731475266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2hZkrTcP5I/TcgS-AZrbUI/AAAAAAAAAss/NxH_kS8J34U/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this was the first time Ben smiled the whole day. His poor little eyes from the sunscreen that got in them at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-E6Xaji-d8/TcgR1wFth_I/AAAAAAAAAsk/3KN99OGbixk/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604749351402178546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-E6Xaji-d8/TcgR1wFth_I/AAAAAAAAAsk/3KN99OGbixk/s320/068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily with her snow seal. She didn't love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlCCeGrUh_g/TcgR1r-cJsI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JUgHb9BuZGs/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604749350297937602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlCCeGrUh_g/TcgR1r-cJsI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JUgHb9BuZGs/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys each chose a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shamu&lt;/span&gt; and they are still holding onto them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kgz_bHmKlQ/TcgR1UV2ZBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/QNPgcYfgfio/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604749343953675282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kgz_bHmKlQ/TcgR1UV2ZBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/QNPgcYfgfio/s320/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pretty much sums up the day for Ben. He was so tired and his eyes were in bad shape. After a good sleep. Falling asleep at 5:00 am sleeping through the night, he was ready to go for the next day. The funniest part of the day was when we got back to the hotel room and Jack said," These pants are squeezing the he%# out of me!" We couldn't stop laughing for a minute to explain to him that that is not a good word. It was great!&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;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/2638936488184006362-6972458898632181925?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6972458898632181925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6972458898632181925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6972458898632181925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6972458898632181925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/seaworld-day-12.html' title='SeaWorld Day 1.2'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JO5rTkaZkJ8/TcgS-61DMLI/AAAAAAAAAs8/73MLHCGpbVc/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7993367804066340997</id><published>2011-05-09T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:05:22.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SeaWorld Day 1.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaCVmWHBvoM/TcgPawuk_2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/cng-e7FtRF0/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604746688693862242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaCVmWHBvoM/TcgPawuk_2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/cng-e7FtRF0/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Jack at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; show. You can't tell, but we had just been soaked on a ride. He loved this show. I will never forget the look on his face when the whale jumped out of the water for the first time. It seriously brought a tear to my eye. He leaned over to me and said, "I know what I want to be when I grow up!" It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lkx8dKpTm8w/TcgPaqY1HVI/AAAAAAAAAsE/I4keePXZ1NU/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604746686992031058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lkx8dKpTm8w/TcgPaqY1HVI/AAAAAAAAAsE/I4keePXZ1NU/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily and Daddy at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vlhsn-E1X8/TcgOHgXkG6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/FSmV4jL8bTg/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745258373225378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vlhsn-E1X8/TcgOHgXkG6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/FSmV4jL8bTg/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner's&lt;/span&gt; eyes hurt and he hated the shark tank, but the next day he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZwGqrdunN0/TcgOHHBYzTI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-XbUNmWfamE/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745251569323314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZwGqrdunN0/TcgOHHBYzTI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-XbUNmWfamE/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack watching the dolphin show. He loved it. It was so hot and bright. He had to wear my sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vg9ggq6-jCg/TcgOG0Gs6sI/AAAAAAAAArs/ALb1WmtQIg8/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745246491339458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vg9ggq6-jCg/TcgOG0Gs6sI/AAAAAAAAArs/ALb1WmtQIg8/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlfriend did a lot of this as we walked around the park.&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;/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/2638936488184006362-7993367804066340997?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7993367804066340997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7993367804066340997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7993367804066340997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7993367804066340997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/seaworld-day-11.html' title='SeaWorld Day 1.1'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaCVmWHBvoM/TcgPawuk_2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/cng-e7FtRF0/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-9054177937344538315</id><published>2011-05-08T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T09:06:48.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SeaWorld Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-0dLZH2gX0/Tca8xAQJCqI/AAAAAAAAArk/WJ9X0YCa3VI/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374336376474274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-0dLZH2gX0/Tca8xAQJCqI/AAAAAAAAArk/WJ9X0YCa3VI/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt; did not like the rides. That first morning I sprayed sunscreen and it got it in his eyes and ruined his day. I felt so bad. He just wanted to sleep all day and cry. It was a bad mommy moment (or day.) We were very grateful that we didn't attempt Disneyland. It would have been horrible with Ben hating rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1urBdLqpt6g/Tca8w-2BG5I/AAAAAAAAArc/xLB4TwBKGvM/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374335998466962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1urBdLqpt6g/Tca8w-2BG5I/AAAAAAAAArc/xLB4TwBKGvM/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AbbyCaddaby&lt;/span&gt; ride. Poor Ben's eyes. It makes me so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRU5Ch3xbwQ/Tca8whdQPMI/AAAAAAAAArU/ToNDmVh6Tw4/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374328109972674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRU5Ch3xbwQ/Tca8whdQPMI/AAAAAAAAArU/ToNDmVh6Tw4/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This poor man in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; costume. It was really hot! Ben didn't want to get near him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1kskaRGsJA/Tca8wHwfDyI/AAAAAAAAArM/QZb8rQWNRso/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374321211313954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1kskaRGsJA/Tca8wHwfDyI/AAAAAAAAArM/QZb8rQWNRso/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried each day to dress them alike. This was yellow day. They looked so cute and people kept commenting on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnLH9BnNfug/Tca8v3OBZYI/AAAAAAAAArE/ZkLeEfwD_f8/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374316771796354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnLH9BnNfug/Tca8v3OBZYI/AAAAAAAAArE/ZkLeEfwD_f8/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she gorgeous?! I can't tell you how many people stopped and commented on her. One Creepy old lady started taking a million pictures of her! Weird! She always had her big bows in her hair and no one really does that outside of Utah so maybe that is what was attracting people to her. That and she's so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2638936488184006362-9054177937344538315?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/9054177937344538315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=9054177937344538315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9054177937344538315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9054177937344538315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/seaworld-day-1.html' title='SeaWorld Day 1'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-0dLZH2gX0/Tca8xAQJCqI/AAAAAAAAArk/WJ9X0YCa3VI/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8055356260968029</id><published>2011-05-08T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:46:01.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scavenger Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lEBoj4Qa28/Tca4ypqxjpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mFzGOXmjULY/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604369966627393170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lEBoj4Qa28/Tca4ypqxjpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mFzGOXmjULY/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been planning a trip to San Diego for a while, but we decided not to tell the kids until the night before. We made up a little scavenger hunt that went around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iChXZIbkdTk/Tca4yX3-73I/AAAAAAAAAq0/Kv2_D7HGshk/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604369961850957682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iChXZIbkdTk/Tca4yX3-73I/AAAAAAAAAq0/Kv2_D7HGshk/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One clue led to Jack's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ATAT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pyviVI01A8/Tca4x--XGAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r_yQKHNVZ7s/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604369955166820354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pyviVI01A8/Tca4x--XGAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r_yQKHNVZ7s/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One clue led to Ben's toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSsiyOYN6mo/Tca4xJUbtQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kIvTbcRfoag/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604369940763882754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSsiyOYN6mo/Tca4xJUbtQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kIvTbcRfoag/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the last clue Jack had to scan his finger on the computer and a picture of Sea World came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dY57VGmUVE/Tca4wcjl00I/AAAAAAAAAqc/ubODyMGsx3o/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604369928747864898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dY57VGmUVE/Tca4wcjl00I/AAAAAAAAAqc/ubODyMGsx3o/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They yelled and screamed and did the Happy Dance. It was so much fun and brought a tear to my eye. It was hard to get them to bed that night. Ben wanted to go then. We told them we would wake them up in the middle of the night and start driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2638936488184006362-8055356260968029?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8055356260968029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8055356260968029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8055356260968029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8055356260968029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/05/scavenger-hunt.html' title='Scavenger Hunt'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lEBoj4Qa28/Tca4ypqxjpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mFzGOXmjULY/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3917585751586863166</id><published>2011-04-27T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:44:48.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXqQxsA1ZL4/Tbiokd6e-GI/AAAAAAAAAqU/W6kg5zYIdb0/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600411481093896290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXqQxsA1ZL4/Tbiokd6e-GI/AAAAAAAAAqU/W6kg5zYIdb0/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Jack, what is that face? We tried to get a good picture. I love these wonderful people and my kids looked more beautiful than I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU99OkQgLLE/TbiokETFN9I/AAAAAAAAAqM/N0l5t6mj-cg/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600411474217744338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU99OkQgLLE/TbiokETFN9I/AAAAAAAAAqM/N0l5t6mj-cg/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried, but they were too tired to wait for a good one. They really looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zyusOv7E1IM/Tbiojpq00PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/wK0VAGK9vL0/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600411467069575410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zyusOv7E1IM/Tbiojpq00PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/wK0VAGK9vL0/s320/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Little Princess. I have always wanted to put a big cupcake dress on my daughter for Easter. This is after a good nap and a crawl around church. She didn't seem to mind it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so very grateful for this Easter Season. We have loved being able to testify to our kids about Christ. We are so humbly grateful for the wonderful sacrifice He made for us and we know that because of Him we are eternal. We were able to have a few &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fhe's&lt;/span&gt; on Easter. I will never forget the Spirit that we felt as we told the kids about the week before Christ's resurrection. Even Ben was quiet and very attentive. I'm so happy and grateful that I know the truth and I get to teach it to my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3917585751586863166?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3917585751586863166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3917585751586863166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3917585751586863166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3917585751586863166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nXqQxsA1ZL4/Tbiokd6e-GI/AAAAAAAAAqU/W6kg5zYIdb0/s72-c/095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7632865546895347883</id><published>2011-04-27T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:31:39.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14RhKJqIx7c/TbimLI3ZUkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/5gOmXEEOkqw/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600408846923813442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14RhKJqIx7c/TbimLI3ZUkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/5gOmXEEOkqw/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little angels after a long day at church. Church during nap time leads to some very sad kids:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PyaD3XSwK0I/TbimKxZw0GI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5PI_jg9jess/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600408840625508450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PyaD3XSwK0I/TbimKxZw0GI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5PI_jg9jess/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elggren&lt;/span&gt; group minus Brad Jayme and Dan and Staci. We missed you guys. I can't believe how big these kids have gotten. That's Lily in Ashton's arms. Just before pictures Girlfriend had a blow out and that was it of the cupcake dress I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dreamt&lt;/span&gt; about since I found I was having a girl. (It actually came completely clean &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wahoo&lt;/span&gt;!)&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/2638936488184006362-7632865546895347883?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7632865546895347883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7632865546895347883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7632865546895347883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7632865546895347883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-little-angels-after-long-day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14RhKJqIx7c/TbimLI3ZUkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/5gOmXEEOkqw/s72-c/099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3254836713043185865</id><published>2011-04-27T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:01:45.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCBFMsf14l8/TbifE_hByKI/AAAAAAAAAps/jckBpPKYopw/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600401044753467554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCBFMsf14l8/TbifE_hByKI/AAAAAAAAAps/jckBpPKYopw/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We usually do Easter baskets for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, but we had so much time Sunday morning so we went ahead and did them. Lily loved it. Isn't that doll cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5f2lMwWigEQ/TbifEVOoMWI/AAAAAAAAApk/h8SRqRDiBKw/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600401033402003810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5f2lMwWigEQ/TbifEVOoMWI/AAAAAAAAApk/h8SRqRDiBKw/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlfriend got her very own sunglasses. Looking like mama more everyday. (Not really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDqQz7dqVI4/TbifEB2gpII/AAAAAAAAApc/RcyadniDtjE/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600401028200572034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDqQz7dqVI4/TbifEB2gpII/AAAAAAAAApc/RcyadniDtjE/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys got these fun disc shooter. Ben shot himself in the head and got a picture! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_k8lh3yLKc/TbifDvp4LuI/AAAAAAAAApU/PIb_W3f4wck/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600401023315750626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_k8lh3yLKc/TbifDvp4LuI/AAAAAAAAApU/PIb_W3f4wck/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack is still having a blast with this. It was a great buy;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ck49feycvek/TbifDSMWIeI/AAAAAAAAApM/bmabmWIJoec/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600401015407256034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ck49feycvek/TbifDSMWIeI/AAAAAAAAApM/bmabmWIJoec/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They loved their baskets and they had so much fun. We had just as much fun watching. Don't mind the half dressed look. They had just gotten out of the tub and they hadn't gotten their new Easter clothes yet.&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;/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/2638936488184006362-3254836713043185865?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3254836713043185865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3254836713043185865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3254836713043185865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3254836713043185865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-morning.html' title='Easter Morning'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCBFMsf14l8/TbifE_hByKI/AAAAAAAAAps/jckBpPKYopw/s72-c/081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2669070235010735023</id><published>2011-04-27T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:46:41.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Easter Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhJZx6WZVvE/Tbib8vWJlWI/AAAAAAAAApE/47U7FRDfh-w/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600397604439037282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhJZx6WZVvE/Tbib8vWJlWI/AAAAAAAAApE/47U7FRDfh-w/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack, Ben and Lily checking out their baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MreRD2k2Zo/Tbib8N0zujI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Ig3Q7LbGLBE/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600397595440822834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MreRD2k2Zo/Tbib8N0zujI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Ig3Q7LbGLBE/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlfriend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; all cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i9LVRl8Mqd8/Tbib75QnECI/AAAAAAAAAo0/rlsjlaKqxW0/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600397589920288802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i9LVRl8Mqd8/Tbib75QnECI/AAAAAAAAAo0/rlsjlaKqxW0/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the crowd waiting for the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwom7kam51Y/Tbib7s-CIDI/AAAAAAAAAos/MslkU8eChww/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600397586621145138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwom7kam51Y/Tbib7s-CIDI/AAAAAAAAAos/MslkU8eChww/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still cute! Her tights remind me of the Wizard of Oz:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-innjEMKL9JA/Tbib7Etcr9I/AAAAAAAAAok/wqN9rTw9bXM/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600397575814164434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-innjEMKL9JA/Tbib7Etcr9I/AAAAAAAAAok/wqN9rTw9bXM/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben actually got it this year. He had so much fun. We always look forward to this every year. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dones&lt;/span&gt; make breakfast for everyone in their circle and then they have a big egg hunt that goes from yard to yard. &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;/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/2638936488184006362-2669070235010735023?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2669070235010735023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2669070235010735023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2669070235010735023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2669070235010735023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/done-easter-egg-hunt.html' title='Done Easter Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhJZx6WZVvE/Tbib8vWJlWI/AAAAAAAAApE/47U7FRDfh-w/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7783165630029904265</id><published>2011-04-27T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:32:56.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Easter Egg Hunt #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNbZSNsdaZI/TbiYr1MJOfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/nrWYpf5Mm7o/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600394015415024114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNbZSNsdaZI/TbiYr1MJOfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/nrWYpf5Mm7o/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack was so good to point out eggs for Ben and get Lily some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5z3SvswJs0/TbiYrs5GsEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/MOVTdyOPe1g/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600394013187682370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5z3SvswJs0/TbiYrs5GsEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/MOVTdyOPe1g/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These were so cute. They were watermelon jelly beans that looked like they were seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8XKv2Rlf1c4/TbiYrGnrcpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/FDTabZtJUhU/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600394002914046610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8XKv2Rlf1c4/TbiYrGnrcpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/FDTabZtJUhU/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben lookin cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6nEJwiT9TY/TbiYq5Zx2lI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LxIULT-j0Ww/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600393999366085202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6nEJwiT9TY/TbiYq5Zx2lI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LxIULT-j0Ww/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Madison waiting for the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LOQGyIlYc0Y/TbiYqplZF1I/AAAAAAAAAn8/haVBaMn-pp8/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600393995119826770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LOQGyIlYc0Y/TbiYqplZF1I/AAAAAAAAAn8/haVBaMn-pp8/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack waiting.&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;/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/2638936488184006362-7783165630029904265?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7783165630029904265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7783165630029904265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7783165630029904265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7783165630029904265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/done-easter-egg-hunt-2.html' title='Done Easter Egg Hunt #2'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNbZSNsdaZI/TbiYr1MJOfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/nrWYpf5Mm7o/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1931873690737444879</id><published>2011-04-27T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:20:25.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambulance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36BmyRIke5w/TbiVTqolb7I/AAAAAAAAAn0/2SJUbEHlQcI/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600390301729779634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36BmyRIke5w/TbiVTqolb7I/AAAAAAAAAn0/2SJUbEHlQcI/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jed brought the ambulance over after the egg hunt and it was a huge hit with my boys. I can't believe I even got him to look at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-abxTZr5zgcw/TbiVTb2V6gI/AAAAAAAAAns/AGrHr3Sb5Mw/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600390297760950786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-abxTZr5zgcw/TbiVTb2V6gI/AAAAAAAAAns/AGrHr3Sb5Mw/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome Jack. he loves this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4hK0n-GZOg/TbiVSxJgU0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/41vtyh_Xa0Q/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600390286298600258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4hK0n-GZOg/TbiVSxJgU0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/41vtyh_Xa0Q/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two boys. No, that is not a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;binky&lt;/span&gt; in Ben's mouth, it's a whistle shaped like rabbit teeth.&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/-2Be5AJ-QCbc/TbiVSpLBCMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/A9d4hM_C_Bc/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600390284157454530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Be5AJ-QCbc/TbiVSpLBCMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/A9d4hM_C_Bc/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cute!&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/-SH9hFoebGNc/TbiVSLjATsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/m7tNWoTLzz8/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600390276205006530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SH9hFoebGNc/TbiVSLjATsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/m7tNWoTLzz8/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the Done cousins. Peyton, Ben, Madison, Jack and Lily.&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;/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/2638936488184006362-1931873690737444879?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1931873690737444879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1931873690737444879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1931873690737444879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1931873690737444879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/ambulance.html' title='Ambulance'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36BmyRIke5w/TbiVTqolb7I/AAAAAAAAAn0/2SJUbEHlQcI/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-9181284122131292377</id><published>2011-04-27T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:05:13.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs and Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ5-9un6p9M/TbiRuVp-3sI/AAAAAAAAAnM/g8ad_WDTmbE/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600386361908453058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ5-9un6p9M/TbiRuVp-3sI/AAAAAAAAAnM/g8ad_WDTmbE/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my beautiful little doll. She pulls herself up to everything and crawls everywhere. She fell all the way down the stairs the other day:( I love her chubby sausage legs in her skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YRcFotHQJbM/TbiRuHOAzpI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2jmNTrQHwXM/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600386358033043090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YRcFotHQJbM/TbiRuHOAzpI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2jmNTrQHwXM/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This makes me laugh. Ben LOVES to jump on the tramp, but so do all the big boys. They always wrestle and play fight and Ben wants to join in the fun. The boys are so good to let him play. They call him their minion and he just stomps around kicking and hitting and destroying the "other team". It's so funny to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_PM_h9sBT8/TbiRtmaBUfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-qcNLdxCIGA/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600386349225038322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_PM_h9sBT8/TbiRtmaBUfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-qcNLdxCIGA/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack watching the eggs turn color.&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/-rCG7xdttLTQ/TbiRtcrqWZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/09SIFwshgEU/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600386346614675858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCG7xdttLTQ/TbiRtcrqWZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/09SIFwshgEU/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben just being so dang cute!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QL9wyQm976Y/TbiRs-eniWI/AAAAAAAAAms/2ON6PC5kyIw/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600386338506901858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QL9wyQm976Y/TbiRs-eniWI/AAAAAAAAAms/2ON6PC5kyIw/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catching Lil throwing her egg/Grandma Done on the floor. Little stinker!&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;/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/2638936488184006362-9181284122131292377?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/9181284122131292377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=9181284122131292377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9181284122131292377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9181284122131292377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/eggs-and-fun.html' title='Eggs and Fun'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ5-9un6p9M/TbiRuVp-3sI/AAAAAAAAAnM/g8ad_WDTmbE/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2382475786738084332</id><published>2011-04-27T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:48:38.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtAq23bbDt0/TbiN2sCYYfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9CeI6enQW80/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600382107308810738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtAq23bbDt0/TbiN2sCYYfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9CeI6enQW80/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben loved watching the eggs turn color, but he was a little too confident that he could do it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qi30qY7H5aQ/TbiN2CZS9zI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Hjhd__9ch2U/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600382096130635570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qi30qY7H5aQ/TbiN2CZS9zI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Hjhd__9ch2U/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Jack said this egg looked like Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MaryLynn&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Not really a fair comparison. We love our beautiful Grandma Done. I think it's the short &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AbmyGVjy3Mg/TbiN14fU-XI/AAAAAAAAAmU/sk9izjnGatc/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600382093471578482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AbmyGVjy3Mg/TbiN14fU-XI/AAAAAAAAAmU/sk9izjnGatc/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily loved the eggs. She loved to throw them until they broke and then she ate them, shells and all, when we weren't looking. She might have her Mother's love for eggs, she threw them up later.&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/-OXgAOBt91SU/TbiN1Xa5vcI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7hte36pc0Vk/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600382084594646466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXgAOBt91SU/TbiN1Xa5vcI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7hte36pc0Vk/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack was old enough this year to do it all himself. I can't believe this is his 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Easter. Goes way too fast.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpotocLXeSo/TbiN1Pp-xmI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SpmE11Qlo1Q/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600382082510407266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpotocLXeSo/TbiN1Pp-xmI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SpmE11Qlo1Q/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2382475786738084332?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2382475786738084332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2382475786738084332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2382475786738084332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2382475786738084332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/eggs.html' title='Eggs!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtAq23bbDt0/TbiN2sCYYfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9CeI6enQW80/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6757642335151974775</id><published>2011-04-21T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:06:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross!</title><content type='html'>Jack came home from school and we had this conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack: "Mom, there's this boy in my class that picks his nose and eats it!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That is gross, but please don't make fun of him."&lt;br /&gt;Jack: "I didn't, I just walked right over to him and said, "That's disgusting! You're not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to eat it. You just play with it for a while then put it in a tissue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would explain why we have had so many sickies this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation between Jack and a friend he had over to play. Jack was waiting for him to come out of the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack: "You forgot to wash your hands."&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Um......Actually.......I don't do that."&lt;br /&gt;Jack: "Okay!"&lt;br /&gt;They tried to run off to play, but I stopped them and made him wash his hands. I know, I'm a mean mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6757642335151974775?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6757642335151974775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6757642335151974775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6757642335151974775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6757642335151974775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/gross.html' title='Gross!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2924560003791610274</id><published>2011-04-07T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:10:54.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pretty sure that isn't a snack bowl......Yuck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BK9cSQJzJek/TZ5feiYjiVI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TXOwfz9Roq0/s1600/464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593012765471246674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BK9cSQJzJek/TZ5feiYjiVI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TXOwfz9Roq0/s320/464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what I found Ben using as a snack bowl. I know, disgusting! I had to get some pictures before I totally flipped out. (If you were wondering that is the inside of his training potty.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdyhAdvpDOc/TZ5fedrjucI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GECMNZwrLHQ/s1600/463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593012764208773570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdyhAdvpDOc/TZ5fedrjucI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GECMNZwrLHQ/s320/463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It even has the perfect handle for carrying your snack around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axxhc1To878/TZ5fd_3HhHI/AAAAAAAAAls/IPVGOEC-k70/s1600/465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593012756204192882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axxhc1To878/TZ5fd_3HhHI/AAAAAAAAAls/IPVGOEC-k70/s320/465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was keeping it behind him so Lily wouldn't sneak any. She didn't try very hard. I think she knew it was yucky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3FkDTD_pUo/TZ5fdmVCG3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/JKp1If1nyhA/s1600/466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593012749350345586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3FkDTD_pUo/TZ5fdmVCG3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/JKp1If1nyhA/s320/466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is just because she is cute and sick. That is why she doesn't have a bow on. She is crawling EVERYWHERE! &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/2638936488184006362-2924560003791610274?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2924560003791610274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2924560003791610274' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2924560003791610274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2924560003791610274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-pretty-sure-that-isnt-snack-bowlyuck.html' title='I&apos;m pretty sure that isn&apos;t a snack bowl......Yuck!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BK9cSQJzJek/TZ5feiYjiVI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TXOwfz9Roq0/s72-c/464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6287462119877542970</id><published>2011-03-30T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:03:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Just Say That?......</title><content type='html'>Being a mother of two very funny young boys I find myself saying things that I just didn't think should ever be said "Benners we do not put our fingers in Jack's pee stream!" "Seriously, don't throw your sister down the stairs!" "Who put the Lego man in the toilet?" "We do not pee in the tub and then drink it!" "Ben we do not use Daddy's razor to shave Lily's hair" "Just because you are naked does not make it okay to stick your bum in your brother's face!" There are so many. After I say them (maybe a little while after) I have to laugh that I even said that. Oh, I love them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6287462119877542970?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6287462119877542970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6287462119877542970' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6287462119877542970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6287462119877542970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/03/did-i-just-say-that.html' title='Did I Just Say That?......'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4865948681569203427</id><published>2011-03-21T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:16:26.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Bedtime Story</title><content type='html'>Jack (very annoyed) "Benners go to Bed!"&lt;br /&gt;Ben "No"&lt;br /&gt;Jack "Do you want a bedtime story?"&lt;br /&gt;Ben "Uh huh, YAH!"&lt;br /&gt;Jack "Once upon a time. The End!"&lt;br /&gt;Ben "Na nights!"&lt;br /&gt;Jack "Goodnight"&lt;br /&gt;And with that they both went to bed. Gotta love it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-4865948681569203427?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4865948681569203427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4865948681569203427' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4865948681569203427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4865948681569203427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/03/jacks-bedtime-story.html' title='Jack&apos;s Bedtime Story'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4240570193638004148</id><published>2011-02-26T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:04:53.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Doll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTcphMzwJ3c/TWmGvz6y7-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/Uzh7RN_58t4/s1600/downsized_0213111201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTcphMzwJ3c/TWmGvz6y7-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/Uzh7RN_58t4/s320/downsized_0213111201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578137769423859682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she cute!  She is so fun and beautiful.  She loves to watch her brothers play and wrestle and is trying really hard to join them.  She smiles all the time.  I'm having way too much fun dressing her.  What a wonderful blessing she is.  Ben loves to call her is "petty doll".  Jack loves to call her Lillian Grace or Pretty girl.  She is getting really LOUD!  Ooooo!  I could just eat her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-4240570193638004148?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4240570193638004148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4240570193638004148' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4240570193638004148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4240570193638004148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-little-doll.html' title='My Little Doll!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTcphMzwJ3c/TWmGvz6y7-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/Uzh7RN_58t4/s72-c/downsized_0213111201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5073254945782995581</id><published>2011-01-05T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:42:19.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"BIG" Family Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TSVd0qpHGVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NLiYLjktBfE/s1600/DSC_0467artistic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TSVd0qpHGVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NLiYLjktBfE/s320/DSC_0467artistic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558952474440046930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our family pictures done on the 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of December.  All 45 of us in one shot!   The photographer did such an amazing job.  My parents gave us all sittings for our families and children for Christmas.  All in a few hours this photographer took all 9 families and individual pictures, plus this big picture.  She did a great job, and I love that it was taken in the "jungles" at my parents.  I grew up in those trees.  I'm grateful that we have this picture.  In my parent's last Stake Conference my dad spoke on the importance of taking pictures of the ones you love.  So that you have evidence of the wonderful lives we have and the love that we share.  We were very grateful at the time of Grace's passing that we had so many great pictures of her.  I have loved that advice and I hope my kids can handle saying "cheese" a lot.  I will post our family picture as soon as we get them back.  What an amazing sight!  What a blessing an Eternal Family is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5073254945782995581?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5073254945782995581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5073254945782995581' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5073254945782995581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5073254945782995581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-had-our-family-pictures-done-on-20.html' title='&quot;BIG&quot; Family Picture'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TSVd0qpHGVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NLiYLjktBfE/s72-c/DSC_0467artistic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4984588932865036966</id><published>2011-01-01T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:25:04.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Riddle</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't updated in a while I thought I would share Jack's latest riddle.&lt;div&gt;Jack   "Hey Mom, do you want to hear my riddle?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me   "Sure, I'd love to."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack    "What kind of crack does everyone have?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me    "What?"  Knowing full well what he was about to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack    "A bum crack."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me    "Oh, really."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack   "I'm serious, everyone has one."  He was trying so hard not to laugh but sound intelligent.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my life, every day, all day!  Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-4984588932865036966?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4984588932865036966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4984588932865036966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4984588932865036966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4984588932865036966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2011/01/jacks-riddle.html' title='Jack&apos;s Riddle'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-9175772565733230184</id><published>2010-08-09T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:12:42.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up For The Last Few Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7thOEU8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/_UrJUa9Pq10/s1600/IMG_Lily3570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7thOEU8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/_UrJUa9Pq10/s320/IMG_Lily3570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503534766588449730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack graduated from preschool on may 21st.  This is Teacher Jenny and Jack absolutely loves her.  I cried when I saw him say goodbye to her.  It has been a great two years and Jack has learned a ton.  He is was a good little student and never once had to sit in time out!  You better believe I already have Ben signed up to start in 2 years.  She is so good that his class is almost full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7svT2VyI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Y7hIrdwX75w/s1600/IMG_Lily3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7svT2VyI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Y7hIrdwX75w/s320/IMG_Lily3567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503534753190926114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Way to go Jack, we are so proud of you.  That is Kinsey, his first girlfriend, behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7sIY3G1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/4pUydQuqHN0/s1600/IMG_Lily3562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7sIY3G1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/4pUydQuqHN0/s320/IMG_Lily3562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503534742742965074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He knew every action and he did them proudly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-9175772565733230184?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/9175772565733230184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=9175772565733230184' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9175772565733230184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9175772565733230184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/jack-graduated-from-preschool-on-may.html' title='Catch Up For The Last Few Months!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB7thOEU8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/_UrJUa9Pq10/s72-c/IMG_Lily3570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2476427969573526783</id><published>2010-08-09T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:14:25.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3k2fvo_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q91NAojF_B0/s1600/IMG_Lily3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3k2fvo_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q91NAojF_B0/s320/IMG_Lily3462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503530219634402290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben is the funniest stinkin kid I have ever known.  He knew he looked cute so he was posing up a storm.  He left the hat on for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3kguF8fI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SUZ2KOET8g8/s1600/IMG_Lily3452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3kguF8fI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SUZ2KOET8g8/s320/IMG_Lily3452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503530213789004274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two Cutie Patooties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3jyXNKsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7rsjK08sJLI/s1600/IMG_Lily3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3jyXNKsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7rsjK08sJLI/s320/IMG_Lily3487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503530201344977602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben at Grandma Elggrens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2476427969573526783?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2476427969573526783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2476427969573526783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2476427969573526783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2476427969573526783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/ben-is-funniest-stinkin-kid-i-have-ever.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB3k2fvo_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q91NAojF_B0/s72-c/IMG_Lily3462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-935340730873809715</id><published>2010-08-09T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:42:57.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB14KQ3sLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/r0gm4XySWJ0/s1600/IMG_Lily3457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB14KQ3sLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/r0gm4XySWJ0/s320/IMG_Lily3457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503528352334983346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't they look handsome.  Jack is in that awkward stage where you think a smile needs to look as fake as possible.  I think it's funny, because these fake smiles are no way near what his real smile looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB13jYsp4I/AAAAAAAAAjg/ci4AkyJUir0/s1600/IMG_Lily3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB13jYsp4I/AAAAAAAAAjg/ci4AkyJUir0/s320/IMG_Lily3488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503528341898831746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking for eggs at Grandma Elggren's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB13PIOjdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/1aZ9AvUDrRk/s1600/IMG_Lily3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB13PIOjdI/AAAAAAAAAjY/1aZ9AvUDrRk/s320/IMG_Lily3455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503528336461041106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one of those fake smiles :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-935340730873809715?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/935340730873809715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=935340730873809715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/935340730873809715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/935340730873809715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-they-look-handsome.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGB14KQ3sLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/r0gm4XySWJ0/s72-c/IMG_Lily3457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7961854394828509348</id><published>2010-08-09T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:31:35.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGBy0m5yH2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/B9kp44R-5jU/s1600/IMG_Lily3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGBy0m5yH2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/B9kp44R-5jU/s320/IMG_Lily3449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503524992768417634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys Easter Morning.  They looked so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGBy0MiFp3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/MrgDH5w0_Yw/s1600/2010_02_14_IMG_4108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGBy0MiFp3I/AAAAAAAAAjI/MrgDH5w0_Yw/s320/2010_02_14_IMG_4108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503524985689712498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentines day baskets to my boys from Mommy.  I love how Ben has a piece of candy in his mouth.  They were so excited.  I actually bought twinkies that they are always wanting me to buy, but I refuse to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGByzuUPr0I/AAAAAAAAAjA/ST7CObhAGuo/s1600/2010_02_11_IMG_4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGByzuUPr0I/AAAAAAAAAjA/ST7CObhAGuo/s320/2010_02_11_IMG_4103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503524977578585922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Jack at the Aquarium in Sandy.  They both loved it!  Ben liked the Sharks and Jack loved the Anaconda snake.  I hated that dang snake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7961854394828509348?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7961854394828509348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7961854394828509348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7961854394828509348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7961854394828509348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/boys-easter-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TGBy0m5yH2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/B9kp44R-5jU/s72-c/IMG_Lily3449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6353267844613233766</id><published>2010-08-01T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:49:34.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Been Going On!  (This is for you Dan and Staci!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYegXMKEoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Vl1BELLJ4Xs/s1600/IMG_Lily3869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYegXMKEoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Vl1BELLJ4Xs/s320/IMG_Lily3869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500617536209293954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily right before her two month appointment.  She weighed 10 pounds 1 ounce, 25%.  She was 22 inches long, 50%.  She is growing right before my eyes and I can't believe it.  She is so big, and I love every minute with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYef-prE3I/AAAAAAAAAiw/piTHJ_jeOeM/s1600/IMG_Lily3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYef-prE3I/AAAAAAAAAiw/piTHJ_jeOeM/s320/IMG_Lily3871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500617529622205298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben really wanted a picture with Lily and I just love the final product.  Cheese it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Benners&lt;/span&gt;, cheese it!  Lily in her skinny Jeans, so cute, now if I could just get back in mine;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYefXoxebI/AAAAAAAAAio/tJTirteCPBc/s1600/IMG_Lily3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYefXoxebI/AAAAAAAAAio/tJTirteCPBc/s320/IMG_Lily3872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500617519149447602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt; broke his leg at Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Elggren's&lt;/span&gt; on a blow up toy.  It has been pretty tragic and juggling a newborn and a little cranky boy who can't walk is not something I recommend, but we are surviving!  He can't get in the tub with Jack so he stands next to it and plays!  Jack always goes to the bathroom right before he gets in the tub so lately Ben has been running in to the bathroom naked and peeing right on the floor next to the toilet because he can't reach the bowl.  It's pretty funny.  (Lots more pictures to follow, so keep scrolling down!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6353267844613233766?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6353267844613233766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6353267844613233766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6353267844613233766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6353267844613233766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/lily-right-before-her-two-week.html' title='What&apos;s Been Going On!  (This is for you Dan and Staci!)'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYegXMKEoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Vl1BELLJ4Xs/s72-c/IMG_Lily3869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6348648901878949189</id><published>2010-08-01T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T18:17:21.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWwpfQpUI/AAAAAAAAAig/jbbi8TyQmBU/s1600/IMG_Lily3850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWwpfQpUI/AAAAAAAAAig/jbbi8TyQmBU/s320/IMG_Lily3850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500609019906139458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how she sleeps every night.  She always looks so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWwA7cwcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/cuN8v0AKl18/s1600/IMG_Lily3847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWwA7cwcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/cuN8v0AKl18/s320/IMG_Lily3847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500609009018520002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Hello! Bright eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWvliH7dI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ea8cZ64ucKY/s1600/IMG_Lily3767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWvliH7dI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ea8cZ64ucKY/s320/IMG_Lily3767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500609001664540114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Jack playing in the dirt in their pajamas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6348648901878949189?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6348648901878949189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6348648901878949189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6348648901878949189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6348648901878949189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-how-she-sleeps-every-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYWwpfQpUI/AAAAAAAAAig/jbbi8TyQmBU/s72-c/IMG_Lily3850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2648730146149449091</id><published>2010-08-01T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:24:48.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPj-_KU4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/uD1rYKbl1yQ/s1600/IMG_Lily3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPj-_KU4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/uD1rYKbl1yQ/s320/IMG_Lily3834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500601105757393794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben loves to play baseball.  He has been going to all of Jack's games and I think he might enjoy it more than Jack.  This is our "Better, Batter Baseball" and he can play with this for hours.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPjcwbfpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Nob6JwmWowc/s1600/IMG_Lily3838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPjcwbfpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Nob6JwmWowc/s320/IMG_Lily3838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500601096568798866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has a really impressive swing.  When he hits it off he runs around the whole yard like he has a "home run".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPjIp_VRI/AAAAAAAAAh4/EP7HfQl-tR4/s1600/IMG_Lily3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPjIp_VRI/AAAAAAAAAh4/EP7HfQl-tR4/s320/IMG_Lily3836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500601091173078290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has the cutest smile.  Don't mind the no pants, it's part of his baseball uniform!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2648730146149449091?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2648730146149449091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2648730146149449091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2648730146149449091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2648730146149449091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/ben-loves-to-play-baseball.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYPj-_KU4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/uD1rYKbl1yQ/s72-c/IMG_Lily3834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1250212947382667971</id><published>2010-08-01T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:10:18.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLEMRaETI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gkoIIk8iejs/s1600/IMG_Lily3833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLEMRaETI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gkoIIk8iejs/s320/IMG_Lily3833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500596161521258802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily and Ben.  Ben Loooooooves his little sister, sometimes a little too much;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLDk3d34I/AAAAAAAAAho/lAL9llZ2h5w/s1600/IMG_Lily3826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLDk3d34I/AAAAAAAAAho/lAL9llZ2h5w/s320/IMG_Lily3826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500596150943473538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily loves bath time.  She totally relaxes and just enjoys it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLDYqBgsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_I1v4OKEel8/s1600/IMG_Lily3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLDYqBgsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_I1v4OKEel8/s320/IMG_Lily3825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500596147665863362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those lips are sooooo kissable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1250212947382667971?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1250212947382667971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1250212947382667971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1250212947382667971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1250212947382667971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/lily-and-ben.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYLEMRaETI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gkoIIk8iejs/s72-c/IMG_Lily3833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8132929832665336729</id><published>2010-08-01T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:52:40.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIQkVAR8I/AAAAAAAAAhY/zKN209DeIi4/s1600/IMG_Lily3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIQkVAR8I/AAAAAAAAAhY/zKN209DeIi4/s320/IMG_Lily3811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500593075602343874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4th of July.   She was so fun to show off to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIQEM17kI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/n-_wKyiYtQs/s1600/IMG_Lily3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIQEM17kI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/n-_wKyiYtQs/s320/IMG_Lily3820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500593066978176578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIP_FRGjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/oyHC1Aw49G0/s1600/IMG_Lily3809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIP_FRGjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/oyHC1Aw49G0/s320/IMG_Lily3809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500593065604225586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily and her skinny jeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8132929832665336729?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8132929832665336729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8132929832665336729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8132929832665336729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8132929832665336729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/4th-of-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYIQkVAR8I/AAAAAAAAAhY/zKN209DeIi4/s72-c/IMG_Lily3811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-9060908856911800141</id><published>2010-08-01T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:36:53.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD4T92xMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/K-ezlbo14yU/s1600/IMG_Lily3800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD4T92xMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/K-ezlbo14yU/s320/IMG_Lily3800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500588260846912706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know.....outrageously big bow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD36-kfZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cAZMuwxN-ck/s1600/IMG_Lily3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD36-kfZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cAZMuwxN-ck/s320/IMG_Lily3792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500588254139022738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty little sleeping girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD3qfMrPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xsoh7j7VXPg/s1600/IMG_Lily3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD3qfMrPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xsoh7j7VXPg/s320/IMG_Lily3791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500588249712471282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love her cute shaped head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-9060908856911800141?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/9060908856911800141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=9060908856911800141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9060908856911800141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9060908856911800141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYD4T92xMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/K-ezlbo14yU/s72-c/IMG_Lily3800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5018752069283426320</id><published>2010-08-01T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:23:52.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAkQG5BlI/AAAAAAAAAgo/F1JMLpiRigw/s1600/IMG_Lily3775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAkQG5BlI/AAAAAAAAAgo/F1JMLpiRigw/s320/IMG_Lily3775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500584617678800466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One week old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAj1luBxI/AAAAAAAAAgg/wVTDxnusNM8/s1600/IMG_Lily3770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAj1luBxI/AAAAAAAAAgg/wVTDxnusNM8/s320/IMG_Lily3770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500584610560345874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anything that will keep the boys busy.  Popcorn and a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAjoBKasI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IxF0uxoTWLU/s1600/IMG_Lily3755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAjoBKasI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IxF0uxoTWLU/s320/IMG_Lily3755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500584606917356226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my sweet little family.  Aren't they cute?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5018752069283426320?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5018752069283426320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5018752069283426320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5018752069283426320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5018752069283426320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TFYAkQG5BlI/AAAAAAAAAgo/F1JMLpiRigw/s72-c/IMG_Lily3775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2546809946266157569</id><published>2010-06-04T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:30:33.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lillian Grace Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPZjMLYeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/psKyJsAGyhM/s1600/IMG_Lily3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPZjMLYeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/psKyJsAGyhM/s320/IMG_Lily3667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479138459522916834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday May 29, 2010 our little Lily was born at 3:43 pm.  She was a bit of a surprise, considering we weren't expecting our scheduled c-section until June 4th.  I went into labor in the middle of the night and by the afternoon we had our little angel via c-section. Seriously, she is beautiful!  She shocked us all by having a lot of dark hair.  She weighed 6lbs 15oz and was 19.5 inches long.  Luckily we were already staying in Farmington for the weekend so we didn't have the 1 hour drive to the hospital.  I don't know how anyone could go through something like this and not know that their is a Heavenly Father who loves us.  We couldn't be more grateful for this gift that has come straight from His arms. Being in Young Womans all I could think of when they put her in my arms was the theme that we say every week.  "We are daughters of our Heavenly Father who loves us and we love him."   We are excited to get to know her and to teach her who she is.  What a blessing she is, we are so grateful for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPY-J1wbI/AAAAAAAAAgI/N8grQHZWNzs/s1600/IMG_Lily3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPY-J1wbI/AAAAAAAAAgI/N8grQHZWNzs/s320/IMG_Lily3725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479138449580999090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very proud parents.  She looks a lot like her dad and I couldn't be more pleased with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPYbbJKwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/WiGr2HWzIJc/s1600/IMG_Lily3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPYbbJKwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/WiGr2HWzIJc/s320/IMG_Lily3741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479138440258333442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day we brought her home.  This dress up, bow thing couldn't be more fun!  I am so grateful for my little family (not so little).  Lily is so lucky to have two big brothers who love her so much!  She will always have them to protect her.  (scroll down for more pictures)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2546809946266157569?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2546809946266157569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2546809946266157569' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2546809946266157569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2546809946266157569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/06/lillian-grace-done.html' title='Lillian Grace Done'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnPZjMLYeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/psKyJsAGyhM/s72-c/IMG_Lily3667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7894064549744291924</id><published>2010-06-04T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:07:03.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNDWEz0rI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6lgOafyHQMc/s1600/IMG_Lily3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNDWEz0rI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6lgOafyHQMc/s320/IMG_Lily3646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479135879021974194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben wouldn't let go of her.  He would put his arm around her and wouldn't give her up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNCxULk1I/AAAAAAAAAfw/8IKO_o6uBog/s1600/IMG_Lily3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNCxULk1I/AAAAAAAAAfw/8IKO_o6uBog/s320/IMG_Lily3639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479135869154333522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how proud Jack is.  He has wanted a sister forever, and he is the best big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNCVko4GI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lPVXaz-_fGM/s1600/IMG_Lily3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNCVko4GI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lPVXaz-_fGM/s320/IMG_Lily3620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479135861707169890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of many, many hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7894064549744291924?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7894064549744291924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7894064549744291924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7894064549744291924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7894064549744291924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/06/ben-wouldnt-let-go-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnNDWEz0rI/AAAAAAAAAf4/6lgOafyHQMc/s72-c/IMG_Lily3646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5871620856155884860</id><published>2010-06-04T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:59:46.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLJ_EcfxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kSKYlr4u-84/s1600/IMG_Lily3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLJ_EcfxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kSKYlr4u-84/s320/IMG_Lily3614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479133794082258706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys seeing their little sister for the first time.  They loved her from the moment they saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLJVWwTFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Vcybdid7Zyg/s1600/IMG_Lily3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLJVWwTFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Vcybdid7Zyg/s320/IMG_Lily3605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479133782884764754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy couldn't be happier with his beautiful little Lily.  He picked out the bow himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLI6Yr65I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/b4WTdFU0fig/s1600/IMG_Lily3664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLI6Yr65I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/b4WTdFU0fig/s320/IMG_Lily3664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479133775645109138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy seeing her little girl for the first time.  She was beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5871620856155884860?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5871620856155884860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5871620856155884860' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5871620856155884860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5871620856155884860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/06/boys-seeing-their-little-sister-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/TAnLJ_EcfxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kSKYlr4u-84/s72-c/IMG_Lily3614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7572432627124124577</id><published>2010-04-20T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:47:25.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Donut</title><content type='html'>Jack loves donuts.  He isn't much of a sugar boy, but he LOVES donuts.  The other night I had to go to the store by myself.  Jack begged me to bring him home a donut, and since he hadn't thrown a fit about not going with me, I agreed.  When I got home I was done!  Going to Walmart on a saturday night, not the best idea.  We hurried and got the kids in bed, which made me more done!  A few minutes later after I had just sat down to relax for a minute I heard Jack softly call me into his room.  &lt;div&gt;"Mom, did you bring me home a donut?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At that moment I realized that the last time I saw his donut was when the checker rang it up and I was pretty sure that she had put it on the little table for me to put it in my purse, and I hadn't.  I had already put all the groceries away and I knew that it wasn't in any of the bags.  I started to panic.  I knew we didn't have the donut and now he was politely asking for it.  I was frustrated and tired and I didn't want to deal with this at the moment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't know where it is, just don't worry about it!"  I didn't say it very nice, because I knew I really didn't know what to do.  I said good night and left the room.  I explained to Brendan that hopefully he will have forgotten about it by morning.  A few minutes later Jack softly called me back into his room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What Jack?"  I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe we should say a prayer."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to scream inside.  "you don't pray over a donut!"  I didn't know how to handle this.  If he said a prayer to find his donut I would have to drive back to the store (which if any of you remember, we live in Eagle Mountain.....the closest store is 12 miles away!).  I told him quickly (and not very nicely) that if he wanted to pray he could, but he should also pray that he would not worry about it any more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He jumped out of bed and said "Dear Heavenly Father please help mommy to find my donut and please help me not to worry about it. In the name of Jesus Christ Amen."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said good night and went out into the living room to sulk and think about my drive back to walmart.  I sat down for one second and a thought came to me to look in the fridge.  I jumped up and told Brendan that I knew where Jack's donut was.  I had to take dinner to someone the next day so I had kept all of their stuff in a bag and thrown it in the fridge.  Sure enough, there was his donut.  I couldn't believe it!  I crept into his room.  "Jack, I found your donut."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I knew you would.  Good night mommy, I love you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" I love you too, Jack."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the faith of a child and the little faith that I had.  You really can pray over things as silly as a donut.  I will never forget this story, and the lesson I learned from my 5 year old.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minutes later I saw Jack's head poke through the doorway.  "Can I have just one bite tonight?"  I let him have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7572432627124124577?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7572432627124124577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7572432627124124577' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7572432627124124577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7572432627124124577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/04/jacks-donut.html' title='Jack&apos;s Donut'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3588043199765414550</id><published>2010-03-27T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:07:49.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Look Mom, we look like you!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S64dy6m3djI/AAAAAAAAAfI/s5-oiIJBmIc/s1600/2010_03_12_IMG_4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S64dy6m3djI/AAAAAAAAAfI/s5-oiIJBmIc/s320/2010_03_12_IMG_4140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453328959355188786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya, I'm pretty sure they came up with this one on their own! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S64dyeuMXvI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Nz27KiWTIJY/s1600/2010_03_12_IMG_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S64dyeuMXvI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Nz27KiWTIJY/s320/2010_03_12_IMG_4138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453328951869726450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They both thought they were so funny, and they were so proud of themselves.  There is nothing like having a 5 year old around as you get bigger and bigger.  These are some of the things he has said.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now that you're fat........"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy what did you look like before Lily made you fat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He saw a V8 commercial that talked about the pounds on the scale falling off if you drink it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lily should drink that so she doesn't make you so fat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure there are a lot more to come.  I usually just laugh, but sometimes I want to send him to his room.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; I love that boy.  He did tell me that it is just my tummy getting fat and not the rest of my body.  I think he was trying to suck up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3588043199765414550?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3588043199765414550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3588043199765414550' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3588043199765414550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3588043199765414550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-mom-we-look-like-you.html' title='&quot;Look Mom, we look like you!&quot;'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S64dy6m3djI/AAAAAAAAAfI/s5-oiIJBmIc/s72-c/2010_03_12_IMG_4140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7905034517041497598</id><published>2010-02-08T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:34:36.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Should Enjoy An Oreo Like This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeHBdPVPI/AAAAAAAAAew/-lsyNXpg_EE/s1600-h/2009_11_23_IMG_3588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeHBdPVPI/AAAAAAAAAew/-lsyNXpg_EE/s320/2009_11_23_IMG_3588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436018593723536626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was back in December.  Ben is my little sugar boy.  And this Oreo was no exception!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeGq7kf4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/oHCr3lOtx6M/s1600-h/2009_11_23_IMG_3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeGq7kf4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/oHCr3lOtx6M/s320/2009_11_23_IMG_3587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436018587676737410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeGe5kJuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/z6mZs5FyZew/s1600-h/2009_11_23_IMG_3586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeGe5kJuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/z6mZs5FyZew/s320/2009_11_23_IMG_3586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436018584447100642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was everywhere, but totally worth it.  (This is coming from a mother that can really get grossed out cleaning up messy food.)  Isn't he cute?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7905034517041497598?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7905034517041497598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7905034517041497598' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7905034517041497598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7905034517041497598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/everyone-should-enjoy-oreo-like-this.html' title='Everyone Should Enjoy An Oreo Like This!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S3CeHBdPVPI/AAAAAAAAAew/-lsyNXpg_EE/s72-c/2009_11_23_IMG_3588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4609886879533066838</id><published>2010-02-03T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:04:21.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n-9G3TJ6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/LQbmYN7b5jM/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n-9G3TJ6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/LQbmYN7b5jM/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434154751167244194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys Christmas morning.  Jack was sick all day and night.  He had just thrown up right before we went out to open presents.   Please excuse the white as snow complexion.  I felt so bad for him.  He really did make the best of it.  They were both really excited and slept in until 8:30!  I don't think I have ever done that on Christmas in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n-8vXaZ5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lAtYCs19V6k/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n-8vXaZ5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lAtYCs19V6k/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434154744859486098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben checking out his presents.  He wasn't quite sure what was going on or what he should do.&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas.  We have truly been blessed and we are so grateful for where those blessings come from.  Jack it really starting to understand the two sides of Christmas and that they can really come together as one.  We are so grateful for the family and friends that we had surrounding us this season.  We love them all.  We are grateful for Savior and for his amazing example.  We hope you all had a great season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-4609886879533066838?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4609886879533066838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4609886879533066838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4609886879533066838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4609886879533066838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/boys-christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n-9G3TJ6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/LQbmYN7b5jM/s72-c/2009_12_25_IMG_3642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5308961065784328119</id><published>2010-02-03T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:53:11.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9dVNJDvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EDZLNbEs7EM/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9dVNJDvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EDZLNbEs7EM/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434153105749511922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben's Christmas Morning Face...Priceless!  Aren't his little Jammies cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9czdzQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/syeg31OqSPw/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9czdzQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/syeg31OqSPw/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434153096692581298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack with his loot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9cbSFWiI/AAAAAAAAAd4/bgw1ZpVoIMI/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9cbSFWiI/AAAAAAAAAd4/bgw1ZpVoIMI/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434153090200984098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben got this new chair.  Now they both have one and hopefully they won't fight over Jack's.  He was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9b_vWMsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-98IVW9Fods/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9b_vWMsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-98IVW9Fods/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434153082807530178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben was such a happy boy on Christmas morning.  He had this smile on his face the whole morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5308961065784328119?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5308961065784328119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5308961065784328119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5308961065784328119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5308961065784328119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/bens-christmas-morning-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n9dVNJDvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EDZLNbEs7EM/s72-c/2009_12_25_IMG_3644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2181267847394741631</id><published>2010-02-03T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:45:00.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7SdRDyVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/78iWxSPJAFM/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7SdRDyVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/78iWxSPJAFM/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434150719911610706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and his Movie, CARS!  Hopefully with all the toys and cars junk that we have he will become just as obsessed as Jack was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7SKySxiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pVPDrbIrc0s/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7SKySxiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pVPDrbIrc0s/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434150714950731298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy's morning face and her boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7RppRZKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/yn1vpIaDHb0/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7RppRZKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/yn1vpIaDHb0/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434150706054522018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendan really needed new socks.  Thanks Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7RMYVvRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Y0AWe75jRbE/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7RMYVvRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Y0AWe75jRbE/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434150698198875410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack really wanted a new robe like mommys.  He thinks he is so cool in it.  The day after Christmas he walked out of his room with his bat cave and his robe on acting like he owned the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2181267847394741631?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2181267847394741631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2181267847394741631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2181267847394741631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2181267847394741631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/ben-and-his-movie-cars-hopefully-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n7SdRDyVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/78iWxSPJAFM/s72-c/2009_12_25_IMG_3658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2128609721732911572</id><published>2010-02-03T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:34:53.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5aY8fesI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hhquxHt88Z4/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5aY8fesI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hhquxHt88Z4/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434148657167301314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben loved his new toothbrush.  It is so cute to watch him and Jack run to the bathroom together to brush their teeth.  Jack always puts Ben's toothpaste on for him.  They are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5ZrP8ldI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eyrYTAoZK8U/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5ZrP8ldI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eyrYTAoZK8U/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434148644900869586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is all Jack wanted.  Power-Up Optimus Prime.  He was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5ZFEXN3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/ltd6iypTWQY/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5ZFEXN3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/ltd6iypTWQY/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434148634651735922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben got blocks.  Just his thing.  He loves to build things and the knock them over.  We have had so much fun with this $10 gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5YhvsuPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QW_uM28bA-M/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5YhvsuPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QW_uM28bA-M/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434148625169823986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playdoh kitchen.  The only bad thing is that Ben thinks he can really eat it.  Oh well, it won't hurt him right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2128609721732911572?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2128609721732911572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2128609721732911572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2128609721732911572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2128609721732911572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/ben-loved-his-new-toothbrush.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n5aY8fesI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hhquxHt88Z4/s72-c/2009_12_25_IMG_3671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8682418986390251886</id><published>2010-02-03T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:26:39.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2yNPiy-I/AAAAAAAAAco/EL8ZU4ZoxHY/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2yNPiy-I/AAAAAAAAAco/EL8ZU4ZoxHY/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434145767807962082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now my eyes are closed.  The boys opening presents o Christmas day at the Dones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2xqbVExI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XFUmqRycPRc/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2xqbVExI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XFUmqRycPRc/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434145758462153490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack getting his Bat Cave.  This toy has been so fun and the source of much contention and play between the boys.  They love it, and so do their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2xN0gUkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/b735sbuWtxo/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2xN0gUkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/b735sbuWtxo/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434145750783119938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ben watching Monster's Inc..  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2wo4cQfI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ABliS9A0i1U/s1600-h/2009_12_25_IMG_3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2wo4cQfI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ABliS9A0i1U/s320/2009_12_25_IMG_3705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434145740867518962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the Done grandkids.  Jack, Ben, Madison and Peyton with Grandma and Grandpa Done.  We had a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8682418986390251886?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8682418986390251886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8682418986390251886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8682418986390251886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8682418986390251886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-my-eyes-are-closed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2n2yNPiy-I/AAAAAAAAAco/EL8ZU4ZoxHY/s72-c/2009_12_25_IMG_3688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5412634608730665888</id><published>2010-02-03T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:15:00.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzyOmahzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/jJhT46dPQ7o/s1600-h/2009_12_24_IMG_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzyOmahzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/jJhT46dPQ7o/s320/2009_12_24_IMG_3620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434142469637441330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve at the Elggrens.  Jack woke up sick Christmas Eve so he had to stay in the upstairs bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzxV_bwRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-NuXKIF5PAc/s1600-h/2009_12_24_IMG_3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzxV_bwRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-NuXKIF5PAc/s320/2009_12_24_IMG_3633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434142454441558290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack, sick, and opening his presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzw8ME90I/AAAAAAAAAb4/unmE2iX0TBs/s1600-h/2009_12_24_IMG_3640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzw8ME90I/AAAAAAAAAb4/unmE2iX0TBs/s320/2009_12_24_IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434142447515268930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve right before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzwYvN2pI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2sTA1P9NeBo/s1600-h/2009_12_24_IMG_3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzwYvN2pI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2sTA1P9NeBo/s320/2009_12_24_IMG_3639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434142437998975634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry Brendan, I picked the one with your eyes closed.  All of us in our Christmas Jammies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5412634608730665888?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5412634608730665888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5412634608730665888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5412634608730665888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5412634608730665888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-eve-at-elggrens.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/S2nzyOmahzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/jJhT46dPQ7o/s72-c/2009_12_24_IMG_3620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8845198310995367843</id><published>2010-01-01T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:28:24.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I GET TO BUY PINK!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8845198310995367843?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8845198310995367843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8845198310995367843' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8845198310995367843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8845198310995367843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-it.html' title='What is it?'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6305761229991856228</id><published>2009-12-10T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:11:48.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SyF_JU3TtOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-qW8kpN5fs/s1600-h/JM0G1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SyF_JU3TtOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-qW8kpN5fs/s320/JM0G1642.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413748025272284386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS FAMILY PICTURE WILL BE OUTDATED AS OF 6/07/10.  WE ARE THRILLED!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Our amazing neighbor Allison Christensen took these pictures for us behind our house.  Aren't they amazing.  Check her out at www.prettylittlepictures.com.  Thanks Allison, we love them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6305761229991856228?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6305761229991856228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6305761229991856228' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6305761229991856228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6305761229991856228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/12/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SyF_JU3TtOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-qW8kpN5fs/s72-c/JM0G1642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1916954547809900718</id><published>2009-11-22T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:49:55.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace's Viewing and Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnY1Qq-gJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rQEWhjhaSlo/s1600/2009_04_12_IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnY1Qq-gJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rQEWhjhaSlo/s320/2009_04_12_IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407091237154881682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Ben and Gracie.  These last few days have been amazingly hard yet wonderful.  My testimony has grown.  My testimony of our Savior has become more real and I know that He is aware of us and our pain.  Whenever I hear of a tragedy such as this my heart aches for the family.  Now, being this close to it all I really feel the comforting strength of our Savior.  I have seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;, service, sacrifice and love.  I have come to know of the surety of our Heavenly Father's plan.  One of our friends who lost her 15 month old son came to the viewing.  When she hugged Amber she said, " It's so hard right now, but it is so awesome, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; to have a child in heaven."  This was such a comfort to Amber .  The gospel is true!  People have been so kind and giving to my sister and her family and all of us.  I love the feeling in her home.  The past few days we have shed a lot of tears, but we have also found joy.  Joy in the Plan of our Savior.  I didn't know that first night if I would ever see Amber happy again, and she has been.  She is finding joy in the testimony of our Heavenly Father.  We have laughed.  Grace brought her such happiness and she knows Grace would always want that to continue.  Sorry for all the pictures.  I just never want to forget this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1916954547809900718?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1916954547809900718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1916954547809900718' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1916954547809900718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1916954547809900718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/graces-viewing-and-funeral.html' title='Grace&apos;s Viewing and Funeral'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnY1Qq-gJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rQEWhjhaSlo/s72-c/2009_04_12_IMG_0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4165179719561386220</id><published>2009-11-22T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:33:43.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXDsxJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAa0/2hTkME5-eyc/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXDsxJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAa0/2hTkME5-eyc/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407089286191899986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we came back from the cemetary this is what the church looked like.  It was so perfect.  It was bright and beautiful and the love and time that went into this was amazing.  Thank you RS for all that you have done for our family and especially Amber's.  If we all served the way you all have what a world it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXDa1y0mI/AAAAAAAAAas/HJ5NwFKYxYI/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXDa1y0mI/AAAAAAAAAas/HJ5NwFKYxYI/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407089281379521122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber and Gary with their girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXC5T5QPI/AAAAAAAAAak/JJ-qXcMjZq0/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXC5T5QPI/AAAAAAAAAak/JJ-qXcMjZq0/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407089272378966258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber and my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXCdfBQFI/AAAAAAAAAac/dMdAMO54h_U/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXCdfBQFI/AAAAAAAAAac/dMdAMO54h_U/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407089264909434962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our forever family. I am so grateful for these people.  These people are my best friends and I feel so blessed to have them in my life.  We have leaned on each other and held each other up.  We know that we are important to one another and that we are always there for each other.  My dad said that it has been one of his greatest joys to watch us all come together and be there for each other.  What a blessing the family is.  I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-4165179719561386220?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4165179719561386220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4165179719561386220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4165179719561386220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4165179719561386220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-we-came-back-from-cemetary-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnXDsxJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAa0/2hTkME5-eyc/s72-c/2009_11_13_IMG_3408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1813511851091327727</id><published>2009-11-22T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:20:19.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpr7eJHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/TY1NQAL-qNU/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpr7eJHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/TY1NQAL-qNU/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407086640266880114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad.  I wish I had a picture of my parents together.  I have been so grateful for the way our parents have raised us.  We have held each other up through this.  I don't know what people do without an amazing family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpRtaqEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bn8Y8wtVg3E/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpRtaqEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bn8Y8wtVg3E/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407086633228609602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber and Gary watching the balloons float into the sky.  I can't even tell you how much I love these two, and I am so grateful for who they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpPHs1pI/AAAAAAAAAaE/C59xIg4tpJw/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpPHs1pI/AAAAAAAAAaE/C59xIg4tpJw/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407086632533546642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The balloons floating up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUoiptqlI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/W9hFK-igdAM/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUoiptqlI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/W9hFK-igdAM/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407086620596611666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben with his balloon.  He was actually pretty good about letting it go.  I thought he wouldn't want to.  I love this boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1813511851091327727?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1813511851091327727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1813511851091327727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1813511851091327727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1813511851091327727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnUpr7eJHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/TY1NQAL-qNU/s72-c/2009_11_13_IMG_3354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2772265459498320376</id><published>2009-11-22T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:12:50.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSTb3bvqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bKM7cdqtuTQ/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSTb3bvqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bKM7cdqtuTQ/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407084058974600866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and dad did a balloon send off and the end of the service.  It was the most perfect thing to do.  All the kids, and most adults sent off a balloon and watched it rise in the sky.  Look at the sky.  It was supposed to be a stormy and and it couldn't have been more beautiful.  One more blessing we received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSS5mI4MI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4QUC5W10wzg/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSS5mI4MI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4QUC5W10wzg/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407084049775255746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is still hard to look at such a little casket, but it was so beautiful.  And we are so grateful for it.  The inside was white silk with purple little flowers pushed in the buttons.  It was perfect and made with a lot of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSSUguEaI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MbmoPhJ3GRo/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSSUguEaI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MbmoPhJ3GRo/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407084039820415394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The four pall-bearers.  These are the four men that were there the day Grace passed away.  Tom, Gary, John and my sweet nephew Brennan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSRyFAuRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qW5cx0D9zSE/s1600/2009_11_13_IMG_3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSRyFAuRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qW5cx0D9zSE/s320/2009_11_13_IMG_3267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407084030577391890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2772265459498320376?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2772265459498320376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2772265459498320376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2772265459498320376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2772265459498320376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mom-and-dad-did-balloon-send-off-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnSTb3bvqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bKM7cdqtuTQ/s72-c/2009_11_13_IMG_3296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7737302722064531482</id><published>2009-11-22T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:02:27.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOfjuRETI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LObQT_vMAdU/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOfjuRETI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LObQT_vMAdU/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407079869195555122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the nursery.  Between the Elggrens and the Hills there are 33 kids 15 and under.  We were so grateful for this nursery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOfUpv19I/AAAAAAAAAZM/kowix91GrWc/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOfUpv19I/AAAAAAAAAZM/kowix91GrWc/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407079865150068690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This I still can't believe.  These Amazingly wonderful sisters are from my Eagle Mountain ward.  They drove an hour and a half to come and see me at the viewing.  I'm still speech-less.  I love these ladies and I don't know if they will ever know how much this meant to me.  They truly knew exactly what I needed!  Marion Cline, Tiffany Monsen, Melissa Leatherwood, Annika Paxman, Chelsea Prince and Jobi Niu.  I couldn't dream of better friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOe0eZbiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rgn3O_awJjs/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOe0eZbiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Rgn3O_awJjs/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407079856512527906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gary and Amber.  The strength of these two has been so amazing and has helped my testimony grow.  I watched them at the viewing and all week comfort everyone who came.  They have been a Christ-like example for all of us to follow.  They have been so gracious to everyone.  They are being held by our Savior.  They know where Grace is and that they will see her again.  We have all felt of the comforter these past few weeks and we are aware that He is aware of us.  I love you Ber and Gar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOenoXEoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JkXdn43ZwGw/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOenoXEoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JkXdn43ZwGw/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407079853064655490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom and his wife.  We will always love these two.  Really, these are two special people.  (Gary is the city manager and Tom is the assistant city manager), but now he will always be a part of our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7737302722064531482?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7737302722064531482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7737302722064531482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7737302722064531482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7737302722064531482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-nursery.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnOfjuRETI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LObQT_vMAdU/s72-c/2009_11_12_IMG_3160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2603202198056654923</id><published>2009-11-22T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:47:09.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnM0qbUCoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pGusikeW_qk/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnM0qbUCoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pGusikeW_qk/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078032749103746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kirsten, Dan, Staci, Tiffany, Mom and Russ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnM0JLJypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vb2ilAH8cTg/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnM0JLJypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vb2ilAH8cTg/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078023822953106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan, Staci, Kirsten, Russ, Me and Brendan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnMzkUQbZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ONe7iXfGqeQ/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnMzkUQbZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ONe7iXfGqeQ/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078013929024914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The set ups were so beautiful.  So many people donated thier time and talents to make everything so amazing.  The halls were all lined with picutes and cute things that Gracie loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnMzEICNjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/x1F2HzhFDSo/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnMzEICNjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/x1F2HzhFDSo/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078005287826994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More pictures of our beautiful Grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2603202198056654923?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2603202198056654923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2603202198056654923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2603202198056654923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2603202198056654923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/kirsten-dan-staci-tiffany-mom-and-russ.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnM0qbUCoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pGusikeW_qk/s72-c/2009_11_12_IMG_3214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1362114329890648259</id><published>2009-11-22T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:38:33.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKj-OdKTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BhELuMhFm2Y/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKj-OdKTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BhELuMhFm2Y/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075546982852914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flowers were so beautiful.  They were perfect for Gracie.  Bright and Happy.  I can't believe how many people sent flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKjbvpugI/AAAAAAAAAYM/VC-257XT-ZI/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKjbvpugI/AAAAAAAAAYM/VC-257XT-ZI/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075537726847490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKjMaylUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/98itQNJzxrc/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKjMaylUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/98itQNJzxrc/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075533612815682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This blanket was made by the ward and neighbors.  When they took it to the quilting store they kept it open all night and did it for free.  I can't believe what a treasure this is.  The friends that made this are so kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKil3tkLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ISQpKl9nBe4/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKil3tkLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ISQpKl9nBe4/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075523265138866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter, Abbie, Matt, Kirsten, Matt and Shaun looking over little Gracie.  She looked so beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1362114329890648259?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1362114329890648259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1362114329890648259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1362114329890648259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1362114329890648259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/flowers-were-so-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnKj-OdKTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BhELuMhFm2Y/s72-c/2009_11_12_IMG_3242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3654165034082576487</id><published>2009-11-22T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:29:42.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIIRuxqGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q_ODrW1NUro/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIIRuxqGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q_ODrW1NUro/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407072872159094882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Annie, Russell, Me, Brennan, Jack, Ashton and Cooper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIH3kOc7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/n3w631sKKeA/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIH3kOc7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/n3w631sKKeA/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407072865135522738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Livie and Lucy with their favorite uncle Dan.  It was so fun to have them back for a while.  Brendan said, "I can't wait til Dan goes back so I can be an uncle again."   You should have seen all the kids when they saw that Dan was there.  They got in a line to play with him after they tackled him.  We all love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIHuB105I/AAAAAAAAAXk/qOtM15FV-x8/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIHuB105I/AAAAAAAAAXk/qOtM15FV-x8/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407072862575383442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beautiful sister Amber holdinhg little Eliza.  She wanted nothing to do with anyone.  It was quite a fight to get her in this pretty dress and she wouldn't even consider wearing her new black shoes.  She had on some old brown ones instead.  She is such a Tom Boy and I love her little smokers voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIHSJFKtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/taFI9iTNJJk/s1600/2009_11_12_IMG_3263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIHSJFKtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/taFI9iTNJJk/s320/2009_11_12_IMG_3263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407072855089556178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stick and Gary closing the casket for the night.  It was so beautiful!  I hope one day we can meet the amazing people who donated their time and talents to make this.  We love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3654165034082576487?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3654165034082576487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3654165034082576487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3654165034082576487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3654165034082576487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/annie-russell-me-brennan-jack-ashton.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnIIRuxqGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q_ODrW1NUro/s72-c/2009_11_12_IMG_3253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5947482498661843001</id><published>2009-11-22T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:16:37.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFLe_opPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/THNy0-szIas/s1600/IMG_2339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFLe_opPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/THNy0-szIas/s320/IMG_2339.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069628724192498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy, Eliza, Annie and Livia in the Limo.  Amber said this was one of the best parts of the day.  The girls got to undue their seat belts and stand up.  She said they all had a blast!  It's probably the only pictures of Eliza smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFLAwg75I/AAAAAAAAAXM/CqH1PzSMJ6g/s1600/IMG_2337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFLAwg75I/AAAAAAAAAXM/CqH1PzSMJ6g/s320/IMG_2337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069620607709074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Jack in their matching suits.  Jack loves Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFK7my1pI/AAAAAAAAAXE/htI1HewgBJQ/s1600/IMG_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFK7my1pI/AAAAAAAAAXE/htI1HewgBJQ/s320/IMG_2312.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069619224762002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celste and April.  My two beautiful sisters.  My Grandma Elggren.  Open your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFKsm50-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/bQv-zTUSzHI/s1600/Jack+and+Lucy+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFKsm50-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/bQv-zTUSzHI/s320/Jack+and+Lucy+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069615198688226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and Lucy dancing at the viewing.  They looked so cute.  Both in their nicest clothes.  They are best buds and Jack informed me the other night that he has a crush on Lucy.  We'll talk about that one later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5947482498661843001?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5947482498661843001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5947482498661843001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5947482498661843001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5947482498661843001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucy-eliza-annie-and-livia-in-limo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SwnFLe_opPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/THNy0-szIas/s72-c/IMG_2339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1656966440459506588</id><published>2009-11-11T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:41:48.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Baby Gracie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Svr-TMJYNMI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Eg_B5D-8ZzE/s1600-h/0000517772-01-1_184506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402910308615861442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Svr-TMJYNMI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Eg_B5D-8ZzE/s320/0000517772-01-1_184506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace Hill West Point, Utah Our sweet Gracie returned to her Heavenly Father on November 7, 2009 after 15 too-short months with our family. She passed away with her mother and father by her side at home. Grace was born on July 9, 2008 in Davis County to the great joy of her parents and four (yes, four) sisters. Gracie is the 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grandchild of Mark and Darline &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elggren&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; and the 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grandchild of Stick and Melba Hill of Bountiful. Few children have been blessed to be loved by more caring sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, or grandparents. Gracie loved animals, picture books of all types including "Goodnight Moon", all kinds of music, pictures of the Savior, and especially her sisters and mom and dad. We in turn have treasured her hugs, giggles, "moos," "meows," kisses, and snuggles. Our hearts are full but broken. Gracie is survived by her parents Gary and Amber Hill, her four sisters, Anne, Livia, Lucy, and Eliza, 35 cousins, 22 aunts and uncles, four grandparents and three great-grandparents. She was preceded in death by her Great-Grandma and Grandpa Hill, Great-Grandpa Jensen, Great-Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rigby&lt;/span&gt;, and Great-Grandma and Grandpa (Pop) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elggren&lt;/span&gt;, all of whom we are sure greeted her with joy when she passed through the veil. Funeral services will be held Friday, November 13, 2009 at 11:00 a.m. at the West Point 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Ward chapel, 2850 West 300 North, in West Point, Utah. A viewing will be held Thursday, November 12, 2009 from 6-8 p.m. at the same chapel in West Point. A short viewing will be held the morning of the funeral at 9:30 a.m. Online guestbook and condolences at &lt;a href="http://www.russonmortuary.com/" target="_new"&gt;http://www.russonmortuary.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful for the comfort of the Spirit at this time. What a blessing it is to feel of our Savior's love and we truly know that Gracie is a special Daughter of our Heavenly Father who had served her time on this earth. My testimony has grown as I have felt and watched the arms of our Savior encircle my sister Amber, her family and all of us. I can't believe the outpouring of love and service that has come my families way. So many people have reached out and kindly done amazing acts of service. The sweet husband and wife who donated a hand made casket. The Family who called for the 4 sister's sizes and then showed up with four beautiful dresses, tights, shoes, hair bows, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bracelets&lt;/span&gt; and lockets for the girls. The steady flow of visitors from every ward they have ever been in. Tom, please keep him in your prayers, who brought soil, bulbs and flowers to make a garden for Gracie. There are so many to name. We love you all and we are grateful that Amber and Gary have such wonderful people as friends. We are seeing the hands of our Heavenly Father used through so many amazing people. I know that families are eternal and that I will see my sweet sister hold Gracie in her arms again. What a comfort it is to know that nothing can take our loved ones away. We will all hope and try to live worthy to be together forever. Hold your little ones tight and never let the really important things come last. My sister is a wonderful example of this. Her girls know that they come before the house is clean, and before Amber takes a shower. They know that they are loved and there has been no regret about the time spent with Gracie. We miss you Gracie, but I know we will see you again. I am so grateful for our Savior, Jesus Christ. For it is because of his wonderful sacrifice that we will all be together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1656966440459506588?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1656966440459506588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1656966440459506588' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1656966440459506588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1656966440459506588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-baby-gracie.html' title='Sweet Baby Gracie'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Svr-TMJYNMI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Eg_B5D-8ZzE/s72-c/0000517772-01-1_184506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-4079198047950369220</id><published>2009-10-31T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:55:36.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elggren Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVCS2Ya3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/0URGOeoqLpA/s1600-h/2009_10_23_IMG_3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVCS2Ya3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/0URGOeoqLpA/s320/2009_10_23_IMG_3065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853919962590066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang (at least the ones dressed up)  My favorite was Amber and Gary who dressed as Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McFeeLee&lt;/span&gt; and Ed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McMann&lt;/span&gt; who just won the Publisher's Clearing house.  It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVB0faztI/AAAAAAAAAWk/c1lk194ue8E/s1600-h/2009_10_23_IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVB0faztI/AAAAAAAAAWk/c1lk194ue8E/s320/2009_10_23_IMG_3060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853911813213906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben, my cute little Stinker!  I'm so glad I got to use this costume again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVA9RUJnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/piD1u9QCkhM/s1600-h/2009_10_23_IMG_3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVA9RUJnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/piD1u9QCkhM/s320/2009_10_23_IMG_3049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398853896990107250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack as bumblebee, the transformer.  For all of you out there worried that I was allowing my 5 year old son to be a bumblebee.  It is a Transformer!  We had so much fun jumping in the enormous pile of leaves that grandpa made for us and just playing with the cousins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-4079198047950369220?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/4079198047950369220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=4079198047950369220' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4079198047950369220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/4079198047950369220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/10/elggren-halloween-party.html' title='Elggren Halloween Party'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SuyVCS2Ya3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/0URGOeoqLpA/s72-c/2009_10_23_IMG_3065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3659889149479178072</id><published>2009-10-18T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:23:48.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Rib Thingy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StvbWzMs_jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TyMymWjVcNE/s1600-h/2009_08_22_IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StvbWzMs_jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TyMymWjVcNE/s320/2009_08_22_IMG_2266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394146163453394482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack losing his first real tooth a few months ago.  One other has fallen out since.  He is so cute with a big hole in his smile.&lt;br /&gt;The other day we were at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; looking for some t-shirts for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; when we found ourselves in the bra section.  Jack turned around and saw a white bra and said, "What's that...Oh.... that's a rib thingy."  As I was trying quickly to get us out of there we went around the corner and right in Jack's face, right at his level was a huge black lace bra.  It kind of took him by surprise and he had to step back a little, then he said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OHHHH&lt;/span&gt; that's a SERIOUS RIB THINGY!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3659889149479178072?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3659889149479178072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3659889149479178072' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3659889149479178072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3659889149479178072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/10/serious-rib-thingy.html' title='Serious Rib Thingy!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StvbWzMs_jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TyMymWjVcNE/s72-c/2009_08_22_IMG_2266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7530850147226869751</id><published>2009-10-13T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:38:02.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS30Iq2z_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/yLKUuwdKTlA/s1600-h/2009_09_24_IMG_2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS30Iq2z_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/yLKUuwdKTlA/s320/2009_09_24_IMG_2741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136760177643506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the boys to Kangaroo Zoo for their birthday.  Jack had such a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3zicw8pI/AAAAAAAAAWE/iX889_wPFL0/s1600-h/2009_09_24_IMG_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3zicw8pI/AAAAAAAAAWE/iX889_wPFL0/s320/2009_09_24_IMG_2742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136749917991570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben had a lot of fun too.  He loved to go down the slides until he flipped over.  We took Jack to a place like this last year and I wasn't able to play at all.  I was having Ben the next day.  We all had fun, and it wore the boys right out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3y3nQGeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BPdv828IoAM/s1600-h/2009_09_24_IMG_2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3y3nQGeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BPdv828IoAM/s320/2009_09_24_IMG_2738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136738419251682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack opening his presents from us.  I love Ben's morning face in this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3yNxSmSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Jfvqz2XP61s/s1600-h/2009_09_25_IMG_2779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3yNxSmSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Jfvqz2XP61s/s320/2009_09_25_IMG_2779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136727187069218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben with his new toy table that he loves.  It plays the cutest music and he always bounces and dances to it.  (I love those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3xi0SXrI/AAAAAAAAAVs/R7kJ2a9X8Xk/s1600-h/2009_09_25_IMG_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS3xi0SXrI/AAAAAAAAAVs/R7kJ2a9X8Xk/s320/2009_09_25_IMG_2770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136715656912562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben was super cute with his cake.  He tore into it.  He was throwing it and stuffing tons into his mouth at one time.  It was really fun to watch.  Too bad that when we did it with the whole family he would barely even touch it.  We had a great birthday week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7530850147226869751?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7530850147226869751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7530850147226869751' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7530850147226869751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7530850147226869751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-took-boys-to-kangaroo-zoo-for-their.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/StS30Iq2z_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/yLKUuwdKTlA/s72-c/2009_09_24_IMG_2741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8871250775960920811</id><published>2009-10-02T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:54:40.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake, I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZznEWEmGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gEEdBCqefNU/s1600-h/6_30_07+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZznEWEmGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gEEdBCqefNU/s320/6_30_07+053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388121119213787234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Jack turned 2 I thought, "Well sure, I can make a Lightening McQueen cake.  How hard can it really be?"  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; wrong.  This was the result and I cried and laughed really hard that day.  Kirsten helped me.  (Don't think I'm not going to give you some credit for the above picture)  I had no idea what I was doing and the only thing that let you know it was a car were the tires on the side.  We just kept dumping more and more of that awful red frosting on there to hopefully cover it up.  I will never forget Jack's face when he saw it.  It was kind of a "What the Heck is that" look!  He finally figured out it was a car, but lets just say that nobody was very thrilled with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZzmmq7krI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NMiQMQ_-ASU/s1600-h/2009_09_23_IMG_2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZzmmq7krI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NMiQMQ_-ASU/s320/2009_09_23_IMG_2661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388121111248212658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year I did my homework!  (Homework:  watching Ace of Cakes, or Amazing Wedding Cakes.)  I can't believe that I even tried again after the 2 year fiasco, but I did and I am so proud of the result.  If you can't tell it looks identical to Jack's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Optimus&lt;/span&gt; Prime toy.  He knew exactly what it was and so did everyone else!  He was so proud of it, and of his mom.  Yes, Kirsten did help me again!  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kirst&lt;/span&gt;!  I was a little bit worried because Jack had watched some of the cake shows with me and he knew what he wanted.  The most amazing thing was the Marshmallow fondant that I researched myself and it turned out amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZzmLkjNLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/TJJ84q_JKeI/s1600-h/2009_09_23_IMG_2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZzmLkjNLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/TJJ84q_JKeI/s320/2009_09_23_IMG_2653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388121103973692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It really looked cool.  I don't think the pictures do it justice.  I had to make it twice, once for his friend party and once for the family party.  When my nephew saw it he asked where I ordered the cake from.  When I told him I made it he just stared at me with his mouth open.  As you can tell I'm pretty proud of it (even though I know it's not as great as I think it is), but let me just be proud for a minute.  I think I have made an amazing improvement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8871250775960920811?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8871250775960920811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8871250775960920811' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8871250775960920811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8871250775960920811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/10/cake-i-did-it.html' title='Cake, I did it!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZznEWEmGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gEEdBCqefNU/s72-c/6_30_07+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-223886726609957421</id><published>2009-10-02T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:29:33.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvReD61MI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YrHN9lF_Q50/s1600-h/2009_09_23_IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvReD61MI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YrHN9lF_Q50/s320/2009_09_23_IMG_2668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116350113338562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack had a fantastic 5 year birthday party.  Sorry if your little one wasn't invited.  With our street alone there was like a million!  Seriously, there were about 26 kids invited, but I had the perfect activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvQwuZA1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Gox0WNFmawo/s1600-h/2009_09_23_IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvQwuZA1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Gox0WNFmawo/s320/2009_09_23_IMG_2672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116337943446354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Paul Brewer and he is the most amazing magician I have ever seen for kids and families!  Luckily he is married to my cousin so I knew where to find him.  He has a live rabbit and a bird.  And all his tricks were amazing.  The kids were completely entertained the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvQeBWRXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-6ADKG7yk3o/s1600-h/2009_09_23_IMG_2694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvQeBWRXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-6ADKG7yk3o/s320/2009_09_23_IMG_2694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116332922684786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben didn't budge for most of it.  This is him watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvP8hoS3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/sc-XqxLvi3k/s1600-h/2009_09_23_IMG_2721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvP8hoS3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/sc-XqxLvi3k/s320/2009_09_23_IMG_2721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116323931278194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He did such a wonderful job making Jack feel special and also making sure all the kids enjoyed it.  If you are looking for someone to do a party for any size or age He is the one to call.  We had a great time and I think it was a party that Jack will not soon forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-223886726609957421?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/223886726609957421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=223886726609957421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/223886726609957421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/223886726609957421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/10/jack-had-fantastic-5-year-birthday.html' title='Jack&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SsZvReD61MI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YrHN9lF_Q50/s72-c/2009_09_23_IMG_2668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7967628482289872273</id><published>2009-09-25T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:29:14.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben is 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T7f0ZibI/AAAAAAAAAUo/75MJnPuyhdY/s1600-h/2009_08_24_IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T7f0ZibI/AAAAAAAAAUo/75MJnPuyhdY/s320/2009_08_24_IMG_2305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623379767822770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby is 1!  Time if flying by.  Don't ya just melt when he smiles.  Ben was born by a planned c-section after an attempt at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VBAC&lt;/span&gt;.  I have to admit it was so nice to just go in at 6:30 a.m. and he was born by 8:30 a.m..  I wasn't prepared for the first time that I would hear him cry.  It was beautiful.  We waited so long for this little angel and I guess I didn't realize how relieved I was to hear him.  He was 6 pounds 12 ounces (two pounds less than jack, that is why a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VBAC&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't work).  I couldn't believe how small he was.  He had some breathing issues so I wasn't able to have him until around 4:30 p.m..  It killed me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I heard a cart being wheeled down the hallway I would get so excited that it might be my Ben.  The nursery nurse was so nice and broke the rules.  She brought him into me for just a split second at noon just so I could take a peak.  She said, "I'm a mother too, and I thought you might want to hold him."  I was so grateful to her.  I love my hospital stays, but my favorite is the middle of the night when they bring your baby in.  It is so quiet and peaceful and I get a chance to just stare and sing to my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T653rExI/AAAAAAAAAUg/g0rD7Esma2M/s1600-h/2009_03_13_IMG_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T653rExI/AAAAAAAAAUg/g0rD7Esma2M/s320/2009_03_13_IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623369581007634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ben at 5 months when he finally started gaining weight.  I love his lips in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T5waSI-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/XHO7ZKBHW6s/s1600-h/2000_01_01_IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T5waSI-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/XHO7ZKBHW6s/s320/2000_01_01_IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623349861950434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my beautiful little angel boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T5WjWMoI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hsjF1lUZyQk/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T5WjWMoI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hsjF1lUZyQk/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623342920643202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 3 months Ben got RSV and I bought this hat for him to wear home from the hospital.  At three months he only weighed 8 something pounds.  So Tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T4gAHoHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1eksprXhyJI/s1600-h/IMG_2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T4gAHoHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1eksprXhyJI/s320/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385623328277373042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My newborn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Benner&lt;/span&gt;.  It took four years to get this little boy into our family and I just can't believe how blessed I feel to have him.  From the moment I found out I was pregnant (actually, before I found out) I felt such a sweet, calming, happy spirit about him.  He is that exact boy.  He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; so happy, and it doesn't take much to make him smile.  He has almost 10 teeth, which he has earned all of them.  He crawls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; and over everything.   He loves music, books, balls, cars and Jack.  I love that when you give him something that he really likes he has a little party in his head by tilting his head back, closing his eyes and bouncing his whole body.   I am so grateful for this boy.  I can't wait to watch him grow up, but I am so grateful that he is staying a baby a little bit longer than his brother did.  He can say a few words, Mama, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt;, duck and Jesus.  What a little angle he is.  He adds so much to our family.  What a wonderful year it has been.  Now, if I could only get him to sleep through the night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7967628482289872273?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7967628482289872273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7967628482289872273' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7967628482289872273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7967628482289872273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/09/ben-is-1.html' title='Ben is 1!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sr2T7f0ZibI/AAAAAAAAAUo/75MJnPuyhdY/s72-c/2009_08_24_IMG_2305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6613483396036169329</id><published>2009-09-24T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:20:06.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 YEARS OLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPWO6XvHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RQCbNEirhvE/s1600-h/2009_04_24_IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPWO6XvHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RQCbNEirhvE/s320/2009_04_24_IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385125760318553202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today my Jack is five years old.  Deep breath!  I can't believe it!  I know all parents say it, but I really can't believe how fast the time has gone by.  This boys means so much to me.  He knows me better than anyone.  I still remember the day he was born.  I was a week late, and HUGE!  I went in at 6:30 to be induced.  I ended up doing the labor by myself after they broke my water.  It was nothing like they say it will be.  I went from a 1 to a 10 in 3 hours.  There was never a break between contractions, Never!  He ended up scaring us to death by his heart rate dropping drastically and we had to have an emergency c-section.  I had so many drugs in me that I didn't care that much when they showed him to me.  It wasn't until later that night when the nurse brought him in to me  that I realized just exactly how much I loved him.  It was completely dark and the room was so calm and peaceful.  He was so beautiful!  We have been best buds ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPVk9Pp6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/jT4hW2sj5q8/s1600-h/9_8_07+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPVk9Pp6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/jT4hW2sj5q8/s320/9_8_07+153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385125749056317346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Williamsburg&lt;/span&gt; VA.  Almost 3 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPVbGzO5I/AAAAAAAAATw/JNmTiLLfZVE/s1600-h/6_30_07+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPVbGzO5I/AAAAAAAAATw/JNmTiLLfZVE/s320/6_30_07+036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385125746412043154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frying Pan Farm Park VA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPU7QCXXI/AAAAAAAAATo/Ku693744UHI/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPU7QCXXI/AAAAAAAAATo/Ku693744UHI/s320/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385125737860849010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's first birthday.  Doesn't he look like a skinny Ben?  He was so big at one.  He never really wanted to be a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPUQnVyyI/AAAAAAAAATg/jXj0SV8LprE/s1600-h/101_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPUQnVyyI/AAAAAAAAATg/jXj0SV8LprE/s320/101_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385125726415866658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how it all began!  I love this boy.  I am so grateful for the blessings that he has brought into my life.  I can't believe how much he has changed my life, and made me a better person.  I love his little freckles and his four missing teeth (yes, I said four, all in the front).  I love how we miss each other when we are apart.  I love how the other day when some kids were being mean to him that he first put up his fists to fight ( thank goodness I saw this and was able to run fast), and then he put them all in a semi circle around him and had a meeting with them on what it means to be nice.  I love that he really knows who he is.  I love that after his birthday party he pulled one of the presents out and said, "I don't really like this, but I pretended to really like it."  I love how much he loves to talk.  We could sit for hours everyday and just talk about different things.  I love how he loves to look things up on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; or in books facts about animals or really anything.  I love how he loves to say potty words, and tries to say them in a way that I might not notice.  I love how funny he is.  I could go on forever.  I love this boy and I am so grateful for my Father in Heaven who is trusting this Big spirit to be in my care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6613483396036169329?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6613483396036169329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6613483396036169329' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6613483396036169329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6613483396036169329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-years-old.html' title='5 YEARS OLD!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SrvPWO6XvHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RQCbNEirhvE/s72-c/2009_04_24_IMG_0475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8813130788273603975</id><published>2009-09-14T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:31:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Soccer Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JW2arerI/AAAAAAAAATY/hQZW5SpjutE/s1600-h/2009_08_21_IMG_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JW2arerI/AAAAAAAAATY/hQZW5SpjutE/s320/2009_08_21_IMG_2262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530367900220082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry the picture is blurry.  Jack started his first year of soccer.  It's been really fun, and he even scored a goal at his first game!  I have been waiting for this since the day I was told I was having a boy.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JWC4lMsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/98qncPVTxp8/s1600-h/2009_08_21_IMG_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JWC4lMsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/98qncPVTxp8/s320/2009_08_21_IMG_2249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530354066993858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's pretty good at not giving up and keeps running and running, even if he doesn't know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JVgNAenI/AAAAAAAAATI/xCdruC0rVHc/s1600-h/2009_08_21_IMG_2261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JVgNAenI/AAAAAAAAATI/xCdruC0rVHc/s320/2009_08_21_IMG_2261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530344757426802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to go to practice.  He always listens to his coach and does everything they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JU3ohqtI/AAAAAAAAATA/_Wi0KZI-qCM/s1600-h/2009_08_21_IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JU3ohqtI/AAAAAAAAATA/_Wi0KZI-qCM/s320/2009_08_21_IMG_2257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530333866994386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Elggren and Brennan came to his first game.  It was really hot so Grandpa came up with this great idea to keep Ben cool.  Too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8813130788273603975?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8813130788273603975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8813130788273603975' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8813130788273603975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8813130788273603975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-soccer-mom.html' title='I&apos;m a Soccer Mom!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sq8JW2arerI/AAAAAAAAATY/hQZW5SpjutE/s72-c/2009_08_21_IMG_2262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-109043162880252275</id><published>2009-09-01T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:37:15.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sp3oXDkfaII/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZmjojEQXQX0/s1600-h/2009_04_24_IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sp3oXDkfaII/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZmjojEQXQX0/s320/2009_04_24_IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376709012943235202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an FHE on how we should pray for our families and those we love.  Jack has really been trying to do this, but......I think he goes a little to the extreme!  For example......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Ben that he won't get any chubbier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Ben that he will grow up and be my age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Ben that he will get smarter like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Mommy that she won't mess up dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Mommy that her tummy won't get any bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Daddy that he won't mess up the basement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Ben that he won't eat rubber or socks.  (my favorite!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Daddy that his back won't itch.  ( He had a sunburn like 4 months ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Mommy that her cut will get better (My c-section was almost a year ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for Ben and all that he does for us. What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should probably get a little bit more specific.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a horrible dream the other night and when I came into comfort him he asked, " Mommy, why does Heavenly Father give me bad dreams when I pray that I won't have them?"  It broke my heart.  I told him that Heavenly Father doesn't give us the bad dreams, our minds just think them up.  The next night, without even telling him what to say he said, " Heavenly Father please bless that if I have a bad dream that I will be able to get through it."  I thought that was cute.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-109043162880252275?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/109043162880252275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=109043162880252275' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/109043162880252275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/109043162880252275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacks-prayers.html' title='Jack&apos;s Prayers'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sp3oXDkfaII/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZmjojEQXQX0/s72-c/2009_04_24_IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2074436742231132699</id><published>2009-08-22T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:51:02.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could my boys be more cookie cutter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SpAhlzWSC7I/AAAAAAAAASw/SLYlzag3dGs/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SpAhlzWSC7I/AAAAAAAAASw/SLYlzag3dGs/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372831288775543730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SpAhlVyG5xI/AAAAAAAAASo/h9ANAH22rdc/s1600-h/2009_08_01_IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SpAhlVyG5xI/AAAAAAAAASo/h9ANAH22rdc/s320/2009_08_01_IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372831280839190290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2074436742231132699?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2074436742231132699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2074436742231132699' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2074436742231132699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2074436742231132699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/08/could-my-boys-be-more-cookie-cutter.html' title='Could my boys be more cookie cutter?'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SpAhlzWSC7I/AAAAAAAAASw/SLYlzag3dGs/s72-c/Picture+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3413867793288414708</id><published>2009-08-16T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:21:53.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Extras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivuZ_KcfI/AAAAAAAAASg/J3nbdALGc8c/s1600-h/2009_07_25_IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivuZ_KcfI/AAAAAAAAASg/J3nbdALGc8c/s320/2009_07_25_IMG_1763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735767423971826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute little Benner growing so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soivts8JBPI/AAAAAAAAASY/TmdTf8lvrRE/s1600-h/2009_08_05_IMG_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soivts8JBPI/AAAAAAAAASY/TmdTf8lvrRE/s320/2009_08_05_IMG_1855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735755331699954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben loves cars just as much as Jack does.  I caught them with cars all over the floor and both of them having the time of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivtM9buqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RTNEH6o4OuM/s1600-h/2009_08_05_IMG_1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivtM9buqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RTNEH6o4OuM/s320/2009_08_05_IMG_1847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735746747185826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promised Jack that one day this year we would get ice cream from the ice-cream truck.  He chose this batman.  He didn't eat any of it.  Just put it in the freezer to look at now and again.  He doesn't even like things that aren't chocolate.  He must get that from his mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivsejurEI/AAAAAAAAASI/72oQ2OD99SA/s1600-h/2009_08_03_IMG_1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivsejurEI/AAAAAAAAASI/72oQ2OD99SA/s320/2009_08_03_IMG_1826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735734291344450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivrynIzvI/AAAAAAAAASA/2Bj1MW_WCqY/s1600-h/2009_08_01_IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivrynIzvI/AAAAAAAAASA/2Bj1MW_WCqY/s320/2009_08_01_IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735722494480114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben eating.  I have this exact picture of Jack eating and they look exactly the same.  I'll try to find it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3413867793288414708?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3413867793288414708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3413867793288414708' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3413867793288414708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3413867793288414708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-extras.html' title='Some Extras'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoivuZ_KcfI/AAAAAAAAASg/J3nbdALGc8c/s72-c/2009_07_25_IMG_1763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5576199152867291893</id><published>2009-08-16T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:10:26.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoistzY-J9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/NuntVtpBfEs/s1600-h/2009_08_08_IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoistzY-J9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/NuntVtpBfEs/s320/2009_08_08_IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370732458528352210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt T. and Brendan giving Shaun a dance.  Doesn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mckay&lt;/span&gt; look so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoistUBJB-I/AAAAAAAAARw/zFy8NpLOpsE/s1600-h/2009_08_08_IMG_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoistUBJB-I/AAAAAAAAARw/zFy8NpLOpsE/s320/2009_08_08_IMG_1914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370732450106902498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Chain of pampering.  Lestie gave everyone a foot massage.  It was awsome.  Thanks Lest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soissz0BiPI/AAAAAAAAARo/z9OBItu-RHg/s1600-h/2009_08_08_IMG_1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soissz0BiPI/AAAAAAAAARo/z9OBItu-RHg/s320/2009_08_08_IMG_1885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370732441461950706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Dad enjoyed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoissDdFARI/AAAAAAAAARg/sGbtBMN47sQ/s1600-h/2009_08_08_IMG_1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoissDdFARI/AAAAAAAAARg/sGbtBMN47sQ/s320/2009_08_08_IMG_1883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370732428480807186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celeste's polygamist hair.  She sure is righteous to have hair that high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soisrmw-LCI/AAAAAAAAARY/Me_NflFpuAc/s1600-h/2009_08_08_IMG_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soisrmw-LCI/AAAAAAAAARY/Me_NflFpuAc/s320/2009_08_08_IMG_1882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370732420779617314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all made marshmallow shooters and had a war.  Jack shooting grandma in the bootay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5576199152867291893?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5576199152867291893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5576199152867291893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5576199152867291893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5576199152867291893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/08/cabin.html' title='Cabin'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoistzY-J9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/NuntVtpBfEs/s72-c/2009_08_08_IMG_1919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3889877651052016004</id><published>2009-08-16T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:47:00.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soinv2PsLMI/AAAAAAAAARQ/e-QDL3fNqQg/s1600-h/2009_08_07_IMG_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soinv2PsLMI/AAAAAAAAARQ/e-QDL3fNqQg/s320/2009_08_07_IMG_1874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726996096330946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a funny picture of Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoinvPCACiI/AAAAAAAAARI/lp9IM_BvF88/s1600-h/2009_08_07_IMG_1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoinvPCACiI/AAAAAAAAARI/lp9IM_BvF88/s320/2009_08_07_IMG_1873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726985569929762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to Joe and Tiff for the four wheeler and motorcycle rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoinuY2cBXI/AAAAAAAAARA/HAifQZvp5y8/s1600-h/2009_08_07_IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SoinuY2cBXI/AAAAAAAAARA/HAifQZvp5y8/s320/2009_08_07_IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726971025917298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sointn39VxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uxO4pF3vBOg/s1600-h/2009_08_06_IMG_1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sointn39VxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uxO4pF3vBOg/s320/2009_08_06_IMG_1865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726957878957842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Uncle Gary pointed out..... Our very own Hugh Hefner.&lt;div&gt;Thanks Matt for the great weekend at the Cabin.  We had a blast...once again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3889877651052016004?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3889877651052016004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3889877651052016004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3889877651052016004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3889877651052016004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-cabin.html' title='More Cabin'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Soinv2PsLMI/AAAAAAAAARQ/e-QDL3fNqQg/s72-c/2009_08_07_IMG_1874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2581348426217959134</id><published>2009-07-22T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:23:18.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOI9PFttI/AAAAAAAAAQs/LZxknn1RgMI/s1600-h/2009_07_17_IMG_1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOI9PFttI/AAAAAAAAAQs/LZxknn1RgMI/s320/2009_07_17_IMG_1530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361410165935814354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our cute little family at the lake.  Jack 9.5 months, Jack 4 (almost 5) years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOIibBeII/AAAAAAAAAQk/L-3_5nzFubo/s1600-h/2009_07_15_IMG_1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOIibBeII/AAAAAAAAAQk/L-3_5nzFubo/s320/2009_07_15_IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361410158738110594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the Done family.  Grandpa Done, Grandma Done, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dallen&lt;/span&gt;, Jack, Ben, Brendan, Me, Scott, Hillary, Peyton, Jed, Heidi and Madison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOIFWIvKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2ebTggr9RHY/s1600-h/2009_07_17_IMG_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOIFWIvKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2ebTggr9RHY/s320/2009_07_17_IMG_1540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361410150932987042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three most beautiful people I know.  Have I mentioned, I love my boys?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOHosMEyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xTlhpPS57rc/s1600-h/2009_07_17_IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOHosMEyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xTlhpPS57rc/s320/2009_07_17_IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361410143240852258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of each day I always had to spend extra time with Jack.  Not for him, for me. He is getting to the age where he can entertain himself.  I really missed him by the night.  He had so much fun, and it was exciting to see how much he has grown in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOHTuWZKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-QHizZdnGbs/s1600-h/2009_07_17_IMG_1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOHTuWZKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-QHizZdnGbs/s320/2009_07_17_IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361410137612772514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we finally got Ben in we couldn't get him out.  He was the one baby who loved the water, naked or not!  He thought he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; big and would just play in the waves.   There were some cousins there who couldn't get enough of him.  They would always come over and ask to hold him and when we finally got him out in the water they all ran over with their cameras.  I know he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt;, but when somebody else does it just makes your day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year the Anderson family goes to Bear Lake for a week.  We usually go up for only two days, but decided this year to go up for the whole week.  We had a lot of fun.  We would camp up in the mountains and drive down to the beach everyday.  It was freezing at night!  Jack did great sleeping, but Ben had some problems.  One night he was so fussy all night and when I finally changed his diaper in the morning he had a little wood chip in there.  I felt so bad.  It was hard to keep water for a bottle warm in the middle of the night in a tent.  Thank goodness for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gpa's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;trailor&lt;/span&gt;!  We took Jack up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Minetonka&lt;/span&gt; cave, and he was really into it.  He was a little worried about the bats, but soon got over it.  Thanks to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dones&lt;/span&gt; for the great week everything you did for us up there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2581348426217959134?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2581348426217959134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2581348426217959134' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2581348426217959134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2581348426217959134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/bear-lake-3.html' title='Bear Lake 3'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeOI9PFttI/AAAAAAAAAQs/LZxknn1RgMI/s72-c/2009_07_17_IMG_1530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-893436361555918774</id><published>2009-07-22T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:03:08.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLYI4zfqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lFUftLi6QQc/s1600-h/2009_07_17_IMG_1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLYI4zfqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lFUftLi6QQc/s320/2009_07_17_IMG_1520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361407128226725538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Done and Ben at the beach.  Both as happy as can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLXm6H_BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-lOZPi8sM0w/s1600-h/2009_07_16_IMG_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLXm6H_BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-lOZPi8sM0w/s320/2009_07_16_IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361407119105457170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's favorite was when the water would come on the beach and make a mud pool to play in.  He was filthy, but had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLXQQhN8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/G0LygAqMnJ4/s1600-h/2009_07_16_IMG_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLXQQhN8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/G0LygAqMnJ4/s320/2009_07_16_IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361407113025370050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great picture Brendan took of Jack jumping over the mud pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLW5gyYmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZeHE2YQSngE/s1600-h/2009_07_15_IMG_1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLW5gyYmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZeHE2YQSngE/s320/2009_07_15_IMG_1427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361407106919588450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Ben going for a walk at the camp sight.  He is such a happy little (okay, big) boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLWZ_1ObI/AAAAAAAAAPk/OKuCX1-39ZM/s1600-h/2009_07_15_IMG_1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLWZ_1ObI/AAAAAAAAAPk/OKuCX1-39ZM/s320/2009_07_15_IMG_1473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361407098459863474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Madison took a bath together in Grandma and Grandpa Done's trailor.  Madison didn't like it too much, but Ben always enjoys being naked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-893436361555918774?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/893436361555918774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=893436361555918774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/893436361555918774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/893436361555918774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/bear-lake-2.html' title='Bear Lake 2'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeLYI4zfqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lFUftLi6QQc/s72-c/2009_07_17_IMG_1520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6150299793221353002</id><published>2009-07-22T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:43:35.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGLTgy8sI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZpqQx9wzilE/s1600-h/2009_07_15_IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGLTgy8sI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZpqQx9wzilE/s320/2009_07_15_IMG_1436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361401410182378178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex is Brendan's youngest cousin.  Alex and Jack are a few years apart and played great together.  They were always together.  Jack always begged me to walk down to Alex's camp to see if he could play.  Their favorite game was to ride on this bike all over camp.  Thanks Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGLBZ6BaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/2JADAjazYEc/s1600-h/2009_07_14_IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGLBZ6BaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/2JADAjazYEc/s320/2009_07_14_IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361401405321643426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water looks so pretty from far, but up close it is nasty.  When we drove up the canyon and came in view of the water Jack said, "It's beautiful, they cleaned it out!"  Ben loved the water, but I didn't let him get in until the last day.  He had to deal with shoulder rides until then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGK1fCmBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/CPWymWAD3lA/s1600-h/2009_07_14_IMG_1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGK1fCmBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/CPWymWAD3lA/s320/2009_07_14_IMG_1413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361401402121951250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendan and Ben.  They look so much alike.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGKYhZsmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FbJ3oahtJKo/s1600-h/2009_07_14_IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGKYhZsmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FbJ3oahtJKo/s320/2009_07_14_IMG_1402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361401394347225698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a lot of fun together, and made me realize that Brendan and I really need a vacation just for the two of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGJ1BRw8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/egZBMNpX9Jc/s1600-h/2009_07_13_IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGJ1BRw8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/egZBMNpX9Jc/s320/2009_07_13_IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361401384817247170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben in Dallen's cowboy hat.  His outfit went way too perfect to not put it on.  My boys love Uncle Dallen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6150299793221353002?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6150299793221353002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6150299793221353002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6150299793221353002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6150299793221353002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/bear-lake.html' title='Bear Lake'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SmeGLTgy8sI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZpqQx9wzilE/s72-c/2009_07_15_IMG_1436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-6911067433911956114</id><published>2009-07-12T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:09:45.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And finally, the fireworks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcsWDJnzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/i0JROZg5O44/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcsWDJnzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/i0JROZg5O44/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357696623613419314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy flip!  Isn't this picture cute!  I just took Ben to his 9 month ad he is only 25% for weight.  What?  The Dr. said he is all fluff.  He really didn't mind the fireworks, which was great because Jack has always hated them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcrMU5esI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QVrgQ60fNic/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcrMU5esI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QVrgQ60fNic/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357696603823635138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too cute not to put two on here.  Ben at the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcqVM10iI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MML26PJOuMQ/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcqVM10iI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MML26PJOuMQ/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357696589025890850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boys.  the best of pals.  Ben loved to sit on my mom's lap and watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Slpcpq6uzZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/OlbZBkChX9k/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Slpcpq6uzZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/OlbZBkChX9k/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357696577675644306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack has always hated fireworks because of the noise.  This year we solved this problem.  Doesn't he look awesome in his rifle ear protection.  These made fireworks a much more enjoyable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Slpco0rvNeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PgjIwpNCteA/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Slpco0rvNeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PgjIwpNCteA/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357696563117241826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendan and I at the fireworks.  The 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July is on of my favorite days of the year.  Two years ago we spent the day in Washington DC.  It was amazing, but how I longed for my hometown celebration of our country.  I am so grateful for all the brave men and women who fight so valiantly for this country.  Thank You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-6911067433911956114?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/6911067433911956114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=6911067433911956114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6911067433911956114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/6911067433911956114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-finally-fireworks.html' title='And finally, the fireworks.'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpcsWDJnzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/i0JROZg5O44/s72-c/2009_07_04_IMG_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8710150998709159770</id><published>2009-07-12T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:50:41.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And some more 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ51sZlyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RiX_5C27eHs/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ51sZlyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RiX_5C27eHs/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357693556911347490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wiggle car race.  Scotty (Staci's brother), Dan and Russ.  Check out their faces.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ5bPD1II/AAAAAAAAAOE/4-sXJ-j3GcY/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ5bPD1II/AAAAAAAAAOE/4-sXJ-j3GcY/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357693549808964738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cherry pit spitting contest.  I was hillarious to watch. Russ won, but Gary came in a close 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ5KvHvjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qCC1fivlVXM/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ5KvHvjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qCC1fivlVXM/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357693545380036146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't even remember how well my mom did, but we sure had fun watching her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ4pIOvHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/V_tNtci19jU/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ4pIOvHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/V_tNtci19jU/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357693536358546546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan.  Doesn't He look like a raptor trying to throw up.  Gross, I know, but doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ4CvOqPI/AAAAAAAAANs/JGgCHbOII2w/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ4CvOqPI/AAAAAAAAANs/JGgCHbOII2w/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357693526053136626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt had the greatest overall presentation.  Too bad it didn't take the pit very far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8710150998709159770?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8710150998709159770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8710150998709159770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8710150998709159770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8710150998709159770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-some-more-4th.html' title='And some more 4th'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpZ51sZlyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RiX_5C27eHs/s72-c/2009_07_04_IMG_1107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-5136468088724447313</id><published>2009-07-12T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:37:53.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWgKoADJI/AAAAAAAAANk/gpmvWQQVusI/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWgKoADJI/AAAAAAAAANk/gpmvWQQVusI/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357689817318558866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We put the slip'n'slide down the back hill.  It was really fun, but turned into a mud bath by the end.  Jack and the other kids were filthy.  I wonder if that mud tasted good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWfneNSQI/AAAAAAAAANc/1EK9ceqOHpU/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWfneNSQI/AAAAAAAAANc/1EK9ceqOHpU/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357689807882242306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids (and adults) have a great time on the blow-up slide.  Thanks Mom and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWfMwllxI/AAAAAAAAANU/llgnLLcVZVM/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWfMwllxI/AAAAAAAAANU/llgnLLcVZVM/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357689800711575314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was standing at the end of the slide with my camera and a white shirt on.  I go plastered with mud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWe8M67DI/AAAAAAAAANM/IKLV06gwGxs/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWe8M67DI/AAAAAAAAANM/IKLV06gwGxs/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357689796267011122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the kiddos excited to swim.  Dan, Mia, Livie, Lucy, Jeff, Jack, Noah, Cooper and Carter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-5136468088724447313?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/5136468088724447313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=5136468088724447313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5136468088724447313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/5136468088724447313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-4th.html' title='More 4th'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpWgKoADJI/AAAAAAAAANk/gpmvWQQVusI/s72-c/2009_07_04_IMG_1118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8041983655997098430</id><published>2009-07-12T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:16:22.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_y8pXcI/AAAAAAAAANE/WnToDeQklDU/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_y8pXcI/AAAAAAAAANE/WnToDeQklDU/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683763648748994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wiggle car races down the driveway.  Me, Laura and Staci.  I whooped em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_azd2wI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VhYUSGZoA2s/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_azd2wI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VhYUSGZoA2s/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683757167794946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan and Staci totally surprised us and showed up.  I was so excited!  We have really missed them.  I ran the 5k with Staci and it was a blast.  We also had a day at Cherry Hill.  We had a lot of fun, which made it really hard to say goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_EnI0bI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1xSgaKoHdig/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_EnI0bI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1xSgaKoHdig/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683751210504626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hillary, Scott and my cute little nephew, Peyton at the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ-9jratI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EkYOFzdnFxs/s1600-h/2009_07_04_IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ-9jratI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EkYOFzdnFxs/s320/2009_07_04_IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683749316946642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack loved the parade, but hated the noise.  He did much better this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ-Q9s6CI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0EOnarHf3uc/s1600-h/2009_07_03_IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ-Q9s6CI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0EOnarHf3uc/s320/2009_07_03_IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357683737346500642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing like getting out all your boyhood aggression on your cousin!  Jack and Will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-8041983655997098430?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8041983655997098430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8041983655997098430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8041983655997098430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8041983655997098430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlpQ_y8pXcI/AAAAAAAAANE/WnToDeQklDU/s72-c/2009_07_04_IMG_1094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-9037732799778490981</id><published>2009-07-07T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:41:44.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not for...Fats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlP2v6DIKcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/70LNCTyB4p0/s1600-h/Jack+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlP2v6DIKcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/70LNCTyB4p0/s320/Jack+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355895684770310594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack loves to jump on my Bosu ball (an exercise ball that is cut in half with a plastic bottom).  A few weeks ago my in-laws were here and Jack was jumping on the bosu.  My Mother-in-law asked if she could have a turn.  His reply....."It's not for (a pause for thinking) Fats!"  I wanted to die!  Thank goodness I have an awesome mother-in-law who found it so funny that she tells everyone.  Oh, the things he says!  (The picture above is how funny my child finds bodily functions.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-9037732799778490981?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/9037732799778490981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=9037732799778490981' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9037732799778490981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/9037732799778490981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-not-forfats.html' title='It&apos;s not for...Fats!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SlP2v6DIKcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/70LNCTyB4p0/s72-c/Jack+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1378417571094728193</id><published>2009-06-28T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:36:03.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Wonderful Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg-HHPj2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HJOHlQoSw-k/s1600-h/2009_06_26_IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg-HHPj2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HJOHlQoSw-k/s320/2009_06_26_IMG_0940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564408563240802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;June 28, 2002.  What a wonderful day!  It began with an 8:30 a.m. ceremony in the Salt Lake temple with all our family.  An amazing luncheon at the Lion House.  The day ending with an absolutely beautiful reception in my parents back yard.  It was one of the greatest days of my life.  Knowing that you will be with your best friend for eternity is really the best feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg964yCZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/z78ZkacpPRk/s1600-h/2009_06_26_IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg964yCZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/z78ZkacpPRk/s320/2009_06_26_IMG_0937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564405281360274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here He is!  Truly the most amazing man I have ever known.  I love him like words could never express!  I find myself feeling sorry for other woman that they don't have my man.  He treats me like gold and better.  When I first saw him I thought he was way too good looking for me, but he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world every day.  I love you Brendan!  I am so grateful for you and the wonderful example you are to our boys.  I don't even know how tell you thanks for all that you do for me.  Every day He asks me at least three times, "What can I do to help?"  Amazing!  I have never fallen asleep on the couch without waking up with a blanket on me. Our home is truly blessed by the Priesthood that you hold so honestly.  I can't imagine anything better than spending eternity with you.  I love you forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg9QUldYI/AAAAAAAAAME/xg-rn4veTJ8/s1600-h/2009_06_26_IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg9QUldYI/AAAAAAAAAME/xg-rn4veTJ8/s320/2009_06_26_IMG_0942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564393855251842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our engagement photo that went out in our announcements.  The yard behind is my parents where our reception was held. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg879cmtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7cvKeI_oJEs/s1600-h/2009_06_28_IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg879cmtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7cvKeI_oJEs/s320/2009_06_28_IMG_0945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564388389493458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is what has become of those seven years!  Aren't they the most beautiful children you have ever seen?  These little blessings have changed our lives in so many ways.  I never knew I would get so excited when I saw that they looked just like their daddy.  The last seven years have gone by too quickly.  What a blur some of it is.  We have lived in six different places, three different states.  We have cried a lot and laughed even more.  We have really been blessed and we do know where these blessings come from.  I am so grateful to my Father in Heaven for my life.  I know He loves me and that He really wants what is best for me.  Life hasn't gone exactly as planned, but trusting in the Lord and his plan for me has brought me such happiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1378417571094728193?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1378417571094728193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1378417571094728193' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1378417571094728193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1378417571094728193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/06/7-wonderful-years.html' title='7 Wonderful Years!'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Skgg-HHPj2I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HJOHlQoSw-k/s72-c/2009_06_26_IMG_0940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-462477726711810253</id><published>2009-06-24T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:59:26.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Jack Quotes</title><content type='html'>"I didn't sit on his head!  I just put my bum where his head was."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No I have the biggest head!"  Fighing with a little boy over whose head is bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope he takes his dog home so we can be nice and comfortable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, will you PLEASE let the kitchen get really dirty so I can see what a cockroach looks like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, did you know that in a remote corner of my imagination dinasaurs are still alive today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was blasting fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's why I shouldn't have a wee wee!!!"  After he accidently peed all over the floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-462477726711810253?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/462477726711810253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=462477726711810253' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/462477726711810253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/462477726711810253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/06/recent-jack-quotes.html' title='Recent Jack Quotes'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3070393509275868264</id><published>2009-06-12T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:58:06.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKiyv2DrcI/AAAAAAAAALE/UeVTM9K9d2s/s1600-h/2009_06_10_IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346514700362558914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKiyv2DrcI/AAAAAAAAALE/UeVTM9K9d2s/s320/2009_06_10_IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My giant teething baby.  He now almost has 6 teeth, and we have both earned all of them.  Isn't he huge next to little Landon.  OH...I just want to eat him, and you better believe I always do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKiyUDNWII/AAAAAAAAAK8/iEQvNpkCJwI/s1600-h/2009_05_09_IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346514692901525634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKiyUDNWII/AAAAAAAAAK8/iEQvNpkCJwI/s320/2009_05_09_IMG_0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Grandma Anderson's for the Donut Party.  I don't think I can even count how many donuts Jack ate.  Swing, a hundred donuts, lets just say I really thought I would be cleaning up a mess on the way home.  Thankfully I didn't have to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKix6FzehI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hmpg4Vl8WUY/s1600-h/2009_05_29_IMG_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346514685933091346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKix6FzehI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hmpg4Vl8WUY/s320/2009_05_29_IMG_0854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack and Ben continue to be best friends.  Jack really loves him and tells everyone how chubby he is.  I can't believe how fun it is to watch the two interact.  Ben now has more teeth on the the top than Jack does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKix33SdWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8xvj1IqekMI/s1600-h/2009_05_23_IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346514685335336290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKix33SdWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8xvj1IqekMI/s320/2009_05_23_IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had my birthday and Jack couldn't wait to give me my present.  I made him help clean the whole house before we could do presents.  He was dying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKixtLyP_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/KO4niTxNNzM/s1600-h/2009_05_23_IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346514682468515826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKixtLyP_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/KO4niTxNNzM/s320/2009_05_23_IMG_0801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got some great roller blades.  I can't wait to try them out.  Jack keeps putting them on.  They are so big on him now, but I can't help but think that someday soon he will be bigger than I am.  It takes my breath away how fast they grow.  Sometimes I just want to sit on them to keep them from growing.  I know this isn't possible, but moms, don't you agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3070393509275868264?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3070393509275868264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3070393509275868264' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3070393509275868264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3070393509275868264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKiyv2DrcI/AAAAAAAAALE/UeVTM9K9d2s/s72-c/2009_06_10_IMG_0877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-1253265025634325596</id><published>2009-06-12T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:38:45.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More St. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfZcpq0yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XLvJi6UNR8g/s1600-h/2009_05_17_IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346510967178711842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfZcpq0yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XLvJi6UNR8g/s320/2009_05_17_IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday we went to the temple grounds.  It was so beautiful.  Jack was super tired from the whole week that our visit had to be short.  You don't want your 4 year old yelling at the temple workers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfZIemvgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Mzdk6VUM_x8/s1600-h/2009_05_17_IMG_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346510961763597826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfZIemvgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Mzdk6VUM_x8/s320/2009_05_17_IMG_0793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben liked it too, but found it a little too hot.  Doesn't he look cute in his sunday shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfY7wpVjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/usDroiUu8Z8/s1600-h/2009_05_17_IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346510958349604402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfY7wpVjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/usDroiUu8Z8/s320/2009_05_17_IMG_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack on the temple steps.  He really does seem to understand the Spirit that is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfYuZ4h1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/oXN9vxilcug/s1600-h/2009_05_16_IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346510954764470098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfYuZ4h1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/oXN9vxilcug/s320/2009_05_16_IMG_0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My three boys.  I love seeing Brendan playing with his boys, and they love it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfYROyOGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IsckY55VC-0/s1600-h/2009_05_16_IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346510946933291106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfYROyOGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IsckY55VC-0/s320/2009_05_16_IMG_0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just couldn't resist this picture.  Not sure what it is, but ain't it cute!  We had a blast, and can't wait to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-1253265025634325596?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/1253265025634325596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=1253265025634325596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1253265025634325596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/1253265025634325596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-st-george.html' title='More St. George'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKfZcpq0yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XLvJi6UNR8g/s72-c/2009_05_17_IMG_0770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-380726993421991270</id><published>2009-06-12T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:25:24.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ST. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhv4Nf0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZajxipGSjGw/s1600-h/2009_05_16_IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346506711732420418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhv4Nf0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZajxipGSjGw/s320/2009_05_16_IMG_0697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were able to go on a little vacation.  Just the four of us, and we had a blast!  Ben did had a lot of fun swimming.  He looked so cute in his skin tight swim shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhRf1QwI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_zQ-M--_Y6Y/s1600-h/2009_05_16_IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346506703577105154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhRf1QwI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_zQ-M--_Y6Y/s320/2009_05_16_IMG_0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack couldn't get enough swimming.  It was all he wanted to do.  If we went somewhere else he would say, "I want to go back to St. George."  He thought St. George was the hotel.  So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhOOZYII/AAAAAAAAAJk/3poT4xTrUdU/s1600-h/2009_05_15_IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346506702698668162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhOOZYII/AAAAAAAAAJk/3poT4xTrUdU/s320/2009_05_15_IMG_0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Dallen was down in St. George with the YSA.  We met him for lunch one day.  It was fun.  Don't you love the red sand on Jack's sweaty head!  Also, do you like his white trash shirt?  He loves it.  He calls it his Jersey shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbg61NB5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/nlnWlqqtgns/s1600-h/2009_05_15_IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346506697492727698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbg61NB5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/nlnWlqqtgns/s320/2009_05_15_IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys had a blast staying in a hotel.  Jacks favorite part was staying up late watching movies.  One night Brendan and I both fell asleep and Jack stayed up watching Princess Bride.  In the morning He couldn't stop telling me about the ROUS (rodants of unusual size). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbggrsaMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/n2A7HDe2kD4/s1600-h/2009_05_15_IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346506690473519298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbggrsaMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/n2A7HDe2kD4/s320/2009_05_15_IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Snow Canyon and played in the Sand.  It was really fun, but got way too hot quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-380726993421991270?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/380726993421991270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=380726993421991270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/380726993421991270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/380726993421991270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-george.html' title='ST. George'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SjKbhv4Nf0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZajxipGSjGw/s72-c/2009_05_16_IMG_0697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-2568316819028059676</id><published>2009-05-18T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:19:21.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kirsten's Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtFXY6tsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XjO3eLiz07o/s1600-h/2009_05_06_IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337166972356048578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtFXY6tsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XjO3eLiz07o/s320/2009_05_06_IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister Kirsten is going to have her first baby this month.  As sisters we gave her a baby shower and it turned out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtFNrOOsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4RB8Q1SHpqY/s1600-h/2009_05_06_IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337166969748470466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtFNrOOsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4RB8Q1SHpqY/s320/2009_05_06_IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom, Kirsten and friend (sorry friend, I can't remember your name).  Kirsten looks so good.  She is one of those really cute pregnant girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtEy8MCjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_mFgFVLdYhQ/s1600-h/2009_05_06_IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337166962571872818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtEy8MCjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_mFgFVLdYhQ/s320/2009_05_06_IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celeste and April did the decorations and it turned out really cute.  These flower balloons were all over the yard.  They were stuck in the ground and hanging from the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtEvoIkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jA8XSD4hcRk/s1600-h/2009_05_06_IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337166961682453218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtEvoIkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jA8XSD4hcRk/s320/2009_05_06_IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our amazing buffet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtEMCwHCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xvuVLYgP93w/s1600-h/landon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337166952130419746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtEMCwHCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xvuVLYgP93w/s320/landon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good thing we didn't have the shower a week later.  Little Landon Matthew Chidester was born the next week.  Two weeks early, and cute as can be.  Congratulations Matt and Kirsten!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-2568316819028059676?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/2568316819028059676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=2568316819028059676' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2568316819028059676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/2568316819028059676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/05/kirstens-shower.html' title='Kirsten&apos;s Shower'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/ShFtFXY6tsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XjO3eLiz07o/s72-c/2009_05_06_IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-7460153684151586031</id><published>2009-05-02T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:09:32.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaver D%$#</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SfzEkL2zQeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KFUq7_gHjro/s1600-h/2009_04_11_IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331352184836800994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SfzEkL2zQeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KFUq7_gHjro/s320/2009_04_11_IMG_0163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Jack was playing with a little boy outside who taught him his first cuss word. He must have heard it 7,000 times in the 45 minute period they were playing, because it was burned into Jack's vocabulary. From the moment he came inside he was singing "D%#$ dog, d#$@ dog". I calmly sat him down and explained to him that we do not say that word (I hate, hate, hate swearing, and was very proud of how calm I was) The next few days he tried really hard not to say it, but it always seemed to slip out a few times resulting in sassy spray (a mixture of vinegar and water that we spray in his mouth. He went through a phase where he was getting a lot of soap. We decided to try sassy spray so we weren't poisoning him). After a few days he came to me and said, "Mom, is beaver dam bad?" "No", I said, explaining to him that it's what beavers build in rivers. He was happy with this answer and the rest of the day he kept saying "beaver dam", over and over again. I decided to ignore this and the phase would be over in a few weeks. Then....... I heard him playing outside with some boys when the neighbor dog walked by and he yelled at it "BEAVER DAM DOG!!!!!". Needless to say, we quickly had another talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-7460153684151586031?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/7460153684151586031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=7460153684151586031' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7460153684151586031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/7460153684151586031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/05/beaver-d.html' title='Beaver D%$#'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SfzEkL2zQeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KFUq7_gHjro/s72-c/2009_04_11_IMG_0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-3029163753724956830</id><published>2009-04-19T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:07:10.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Seueuxw3pmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/P3gu2SOOfFA/s1600-h/2009_04_12_IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326525510765225570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Seueuxw3pmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/P3gu2SOOfFA/s320/2009_04_12_IMG_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute little Easter boys!  (I have always secretly wanted to do matchy matchy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeueulkmoEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/maXY4mOMzp0/s1600-h/2009_04_11_IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326525507492552770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeueulkmoEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/maXY4mOMzp0/s320/2009_04_11_IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack at the Grandma and Grandpa Done's Easter Egg hunt.  He had a blast.  At the end he said "I'm soooo tired from all this egg service."  He thought we were doing service by picking up other people's eggs.  He doesn't like a lot of the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeueusMY-cI/AAAAAAAAAII/ksurOchMMII/s1600-h/2009_04_12_IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326525509270043074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeueusMY-cI/AAAAAAAAAII/ksurOchMMII/s320/2009_04_12_IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family on Easter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeueuFFa1GI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vvzcH4zvz9s/s1600-h/2009_04_12_IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326525498771821666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeueuFFa1GI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vvzcH4zvz9s/s320/2009_04_12_IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't resist this picture.  Ben and Gracie both crying at the cameras.  How chubby does my boy look?  I love it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Seuet5Z-jsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bOmDTSoT9Tg/s1600-h/2009_04_12_IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326525495636823746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Seuet5Z-jsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bOmDTSoT9Tg/s320/2009_04_12_IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is too cute for words.  Jack loves to play on the swings at Grandma and Grandpa Elggrens.  We had a great Easter.  We are so grateful for this time of year.  It has been amazing teaching Jack about the real reason for Easter.  We love the Savior and we are very grateful for the sacrifice that he made for us.  The blessing of an eternal family bring me such joy, and I know this could not be possible without the Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638936488184006362-3029163753724956830?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/3029163753724956830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=3029163753724956830' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3029163753724956830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/3029163753724956830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Seueuxw3pmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/P3gu2SOOfFA/s72-c/2009_04_12_IMG_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638936488184006362.post-8472528476983484745</id><published>2009-04-19T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:35:39.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashton'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeuZH2Q31OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0m9mqCtOLJM/s1600-h/2009_04_09_IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326519344400159970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeuZH2Q31OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0m9mqCtOLJM/s320/2009_04_09_IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeuZHpqRNgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Gids9Ae2XyY/s1600-h/2009_04_09_IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326519341017019906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeuZHpqRNgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Gids9Ae2XyY/s320/2009_04_09_IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece Ashton came to stay with us for a couple of days. We had so much fun, and my boys just adore her. Jack loved sharing his bunk bed with her, but loved to play with her phone the most. He had that thing mastered by the time she left. Ben loved to just chill on her lap. He would seriously just lay on her with his whole body lazy and limp. I loved having someone to be with me during the day. We went shopping and I must say Ashton is pretty awesome at the air banjo:). We are so grateful that she would come and stay with us and we can't wait for next time. (Especially my boys.) We love you Ashton!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2638936488184006362-8472528476983484745?l=ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/feeds/8472528476983484745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2638936488184006362&amp;postID=8472528476983484745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8472528476983484745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638936488184006362/posts/default/8472528476983484745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthandbrendan.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-niece-ashton-came-to-stay-with-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth Done</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15531611021111046884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/Sde1nLtoD4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/dAdz20XV-s0/S220/VAjackandmom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X0sQ0_uRZyw/SeuZH2Q31OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0m9mqCtOLJM/s72-c/2009_04_09_IMG_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
