<?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-848401966745952390</id><updated>2012-01-10T21:22:27.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adams Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-305556354971220161</id><published>2012-01-07T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T16:54:00.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread House Decorating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg2uyW2xb8U/TweKqGZIMaI/AAAAAAAACAs/q36sa99c6XE/s1600/PC100476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694672709708427682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg2uyW2xb8U/TweKqGZIMaI/AAAAAAAACAs/q36sa99c6XE/s320/PC100476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Costco made the gingerbread house such a delight. This year even the house was all glued together. Simple, easy, very little mess, fun for the kids... that is what I'm talking about. Ethan and Lydia took charge and had a blast decorating. Ashlyn and Brielle were just trying to sneak as much candy as they could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-AUHWo4I7s/TweKpl5CwvI/AAAAAAAACAg/b8c1bwcrtFE/s1600/PC100473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694672700983919346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-AUHWo4I7s/TweKpl5CwvI/AAAAAAAACAg/b8c1bwcrtFE/s320/PC100473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They did the tree and their gingerbread men all by themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rh6GZ_nXgVI/TweKo4PF7VI/AAAAAAAACAU/AS5Fx1oSgZQ/s1600/PC100482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694672688728370514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rh6GZ_nXgVI/TweKo4PF7VI/AAAAAAAACAU/AS5Fx1oSgZQ/s320/PC100482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ash eating a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBvvfvPJmyM/TweKoSWOCzI/AAAAAAAACAI/VwB3gfOMtnM/s1600/PC100478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694672678557715250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBvvfvPJmyM/TweKoSWOCzI/AAAAAAAACAI/VwB3gfOMtnM/s320/PC100478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Geez Mom! Just trying to sneak a "teat." She sure has a big, beautiful smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvCj3YvF3l4/TweKnxIM20I/AAAAAAAAB_8/CEntR7GEiIc/s1600/PC100479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694672669640547138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvCj3YvF3l4/TweKnxIM20I/AAAAAAAAB_8/CEntR7GEiIc/s320/PC100479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The finished project. We ended up having to throw the house away after a week or so, sad news. The fence slowly disappeared as did any piece of frosting hanging. Any time it was just too quiet in the house, you'd find Ash and Belle sitting on the counter picking off candy. Silly girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-305556354971220161?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/305556354971220161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=305556354971220161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/305556354971220161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/305556354971220161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2012/01/gingerbread-house-decorating.html' title='Gingerbread House Decorating'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg2uyW2xb8U/TweKqGZIMaI/AAAAAAAACAs/q36sa99c6XE/s72-c/PC100476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3919235913100682012</id><published>2012-01-07T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:50:18.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32fWSi2ql-E/TweIzgKkuWI/AAAAAAAAB_w/JYBjXaBWo0A/s1600/PB050310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694670672222271842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32fWSi2ql-E/TweIzgKkuWI/AAAAAAAAB_w/JYBjXaBWo0A/s320/PB050310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankful for our Kooky son, always so loving and patient with his sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SNodG-WIB-0/TweIzHXhObI/AAAAAAAAB_k/P-lE6osnUoQ/s1600/PB230370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694670665565682098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SNodG-WIB-0/TweIzHXhObI/AAAAAAAAB_k/P-lE6osnUoQ/s320/PB230370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had birds that nested in the tree outside of Lydia's window. Jared had a hard time getting it out of the tree when he was putting the Christmas lights on. We enjoyed watching the baby birds eat from their Mama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7EvXWjWqUMk/TweIDLYAMlI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/WeG8mOK7FeA/s1600/PB260427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694669842007732818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7EvXWjWqUMk/TweIDLYAMlI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/WeG8mOK7FeA/s320/PB260427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A nice Fall day playing in the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eecYCGbZTQ/TweC6o6_lbI/AAAAAAAAB_M/QGRi7KvOV4s/s1600/PB240395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694664197762160050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9eecYCGbZTQ/TweC6o6_lbI/AAAAAAAAB_M/QGRi7KvOV4s/s320/PB240395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanksgiving day feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NynZyPVVzBA/TweC5TDTL0I/AAAAAAAAB_A/mLCSyYnsZs4/s1600/PB240402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694664174711549762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NynZyPVVzBA/TweC5TDTL0I/AAAAAAAAB_A/mLCSyYnsZs4/s320/PB240402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia and Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1xcgVQWCPY/TweC5E2oT6I/AAAAAAAAB-0/ooNS-suCNBE/s1600/PB240420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694664170900311970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1xcgVQWCPY/TweC5E2oT6I/AAAAAAAAB-0/ooNS-suCNBE/s320/PB240420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The wonderful host and hostess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mvIUD36AjLI/TweBgf3Hs8I/AAAAAAAAB-o/mnrzsb2W-vw/s1600/PB240381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694662649141769154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mvIUD36AjLI/TweBgf3Hs8I/AAAAAAAAB-o/mnrzsb2W-vw/s320/PB240381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out right before Ethan barfed all over. At least he made it over the banister and not on the dinner table. Poor kid slept right through Thanksgiving day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1S1ocCFuwvk/TweBf0--zLI/AAAAAAAAB-c/c85UZZqgE8c/s1600/PB160326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694662637632015538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1S1ocCFuwvk/TweBf0--zLI/AAAAAAAAB-c/c85UZZqgE8c/s320/PB160326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the beautiful fall sunsets. Taken from our front yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBdl_1ChSMM/TweBfW-ErqI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/HZPO4dvBvpU/s1600/PB200335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694662629575143074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBdl_1ChSMM/TweBfW-ErqI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/HZPO4dvBvpU/s320/PB200335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bath loving girls. They are so funny in the bath. They put the bubbles on their chin and say, "Look at me, I'm Santa, ho ho ho!" They also love to slide down the back and splash water all over the floor. They are little giggle monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU6342BokMg/TweBeXreXcI/AAAAAAAAB-E/y5YdsmIPEyY/s1600/PB120316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694662612585700802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU6342BokMg/TweBeXreXcI/AAAAAAAAB-E/y5YdsmIPEyY/s320/PB120316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the month of November, we made 6 pumpkin rolls. The recipe says to beat the eggs for 5 minutes so we all have plenty of turns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bi40kUTH-8g/TweBd5ktFuI/AAAAAAAAB94/pEWl2MqYgrw/s1600/PB120312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694662604504241890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bi40kUTH-8g/TweBd5ktFuI/AAAAAAAAB94/pEWl2MqYgrw/s320/PB120312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice Ashlyn's pretty dress. That was Anna's flower girl dress at our wedding. Such great memories. Ash always has to have her blue apron on. Sis sis usually gets red, this day she had none!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-3919235913100682012?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3919235913100682012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3919235913100682012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3919235913100682012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3919235913100682012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-for-november.html' title='Thankful for November'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32fWSi2ql-E/TweIzgKkuWI/AAAAAAAAB_w/JYBjXaBWo0A/s72-c/PB050310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8729287163707496220</id><published>2012-01-07T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:39:00.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFg0sroWKqA/Twd_KUqoZbI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Ndaf5GC65Eg/s1600/cohortHALLlabeled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694660069156218290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFg0sroWKqA/Twd_KUqoZbI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Ndaf5GC65Eg/s320/cohortHALLlabeled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Amy for letting me steal this from your blog! Most of the cohort dressed up for Halloween day. We have a lot of fun learning together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpAKaKlug9Y/Twd4E-yD2wI/AAAAAAAAB9c/e3vk_hpTfdM/s1600/PA140034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694652280801057538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpAKaKlug9Y/Twd4E-yD2wI/AAAAAAAAB9c/e3vk_hpTfdM/s320/PA140034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake and Aspen were in town a few weeks before Halloween so we had a fun party a few weeks prior. Ethan was a pea-shooter from Plants vs. Zombies. The cousins always play so good together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOVbPJAQCqg/Twd4C9wobZI/AAAAAAAAB84/lIpQ3iumt48/s1600/PA300234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694652246166891922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOVbPJAQCqg/Twd4C9wobZI/AAAAAAAAB84/lIpQ3iumt48/s320/PA300234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night before Halloween, Fran and Todd surprised us with their Mario and Luigi costumes. Simply HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTs87QKCi_Y/Twd3DM43w-I/AAAAAAAAB8s/JKl4d_-6-P0/s1600/PA300231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694651150716355554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTs87QKCi_Y/Twd3DM43w-I/AAAAAAAAB8s/JKl4d_-6-P0/s320/PA300231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't Granny's mask freaky? It gets me every time. The funniest thing of the night was when Granny said, "I knew that Jared wouldn't dress up." Ha ha. We were dressed like butt-rockers going to a concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDwbfQjg1-E/Twd3C0k4j0I/AAAAAAAAB8g/_6QzEkPRi70/s1600/PA300225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694651144190070594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDwbfQjg1-E/Twd3C0k4j0I/AAAAAAAAB8g/_6QzEkPRi70/s320/PA300225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq_ZLlglqv4/Twd3B6F7AZI/AAAAAAAAB8U/YMTMO5iexjU/s1600/PA290196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694651128490951058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq_ZLlglqv4/Twd3B6F7AZI/AAAAAAAAB8U/YMTMO5iexjU/s320/PA290196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Saucy sauce. The girls had all of Lydia's old costumes to choose from plus these crayons I bought after Halloween the year before and they chose the crayons. Super easy and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stQhVFBFJ_s/Twd3Br8W-TI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ueTkSnQQ0mE/s1600/PA300206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694651124692744498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stQhVFBFJ_s/Twd3Br8W-TI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ueTkSnQQ0mE/s320/PA300206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my lovely Grandma. We always stop by so the kids can trick or treat. She always has candy bars and cookies for the kids. They look forward to playing with her wooden blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncD2f_jk0UA/TwclZC5ZBOI/AAAAAAAAB64/ZrAusP2ChQg/s1600/PA310292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694561366037824738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncD2f_jk0UA/TwclZC5ZBOI/AAAAAAAAB64/ZrAusP2ChQg/s320/PA310292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boo! Happy Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SUrG7d076c/TwclYfJEiAI/AAAAAAAAB6o/RTlSlPp2yc8/s1600/PA310239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694561356439914498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SUrG7d076c/TwclYfJEiAI/AAAAAAAAB6o/RTlSlPp2yc8/s320/PA310239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The part zombie, part pirate, part skeleton, part vampire and the little mermaid lovin' girl, off to the school Halloween parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1M0SGzNv4Js/TwclXmzFhbI/AAAAAAAAB6c/0qusPF3reTM/s1600/PA310271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694561341315319218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1M0SGzNv4Js/TwclXmzFhbI/AAAAAAAAB6c/0qusPF3reTM/s320/PA310271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn was too scared to be in the picture with the life size super hero. Our kids love to play with the Mitchell kids across the street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MoI-0S7YsyI/TwclXdl5eRI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/OPpmItX2Yzk/s1600/PA290188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694561338844084498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MoI-0S7YsyI/TwclXdl5eRI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/OPpmItX2Yzk/s320/PA290188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brielle the RED crayon! She is super easy going and just goes with the flow. Ashlyn is more specific. Ash always wants the pink sippie cup and wanted the YELLOW crayon costume. "No biggie," thinks Belle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8729287163707496220?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8729287163707496220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8729287163707496220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8729287163707496220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8729287163707496220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2012/01/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFg0sroWKqA/Twd_KUqoZbI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Ndaf5GC65Eg/s72-c/cohortHALLlabeled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5488431253166144328</id><published>2012-01-06T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:46:34.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4BBR36xqBw/TwamGJQMo6I/AAAAAAAAB6E/hiegut1aGcw/s1600/PA210110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694421403349853090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4BBR36xqBw/TwamGJQMo6I/AAAAAAAAB6E/hiegut1aGcw/s320/PA210110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Levi, Matt, Jared, and Ethan deer hunting in Levan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vO4SZO3V5k/TwalhRXd4tI/AAAAAAAAB50/gtdr7iTB8vo/s1600/PA230121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694420769872667346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6vO4SZO3V5k/TwalhRXd4tI/AAAAAAAAB50/gtdr7iTB8vo/s320/PA230121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and the sheep dog. You'll have to ask the deer hunters the story behind the dog. Pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILrrB2g4jGQ/TwalgUvINLI/AAAAAAAAB5o/4DB5aHWARf8/s1600/PA290170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694420753597346994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILrrB2g4jGQ/TwalgUvINLI/AAAAAAAAB5o/4DB5aHWARf8/s320/PA290170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hardy har. Grandpa Todd putting antlers on Ethan's head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uX2l_hj6-hg/TwalgN-HzcI/AAAAAAAAB5c/433b9nYWDio/s1600/PA290165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694420751781187010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uX2l_hj6-hg/TwalgN-HzcI/AAAAAAAAB5c/433b9nYWDio/s320/PA290165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan and Jared hiking on Mt. Mahogany the 2nd weekend of the deer hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9D1oQgjs54/TwalfCv8naI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/3m-oVgfDAhU/s1600/PA210097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694420731589074338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9D1oQgjs54/TwalfCv8naI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/3m-oVgfDAhU/s320/PA210097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say CHEESE! Love this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6RaDmVBAB4E/TwalegOlHFI/AAAAAAAAB5E/PTvPBf0T67M/s1600/PA210080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694420722322316370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6RaDmVBAB4E/TwalegOlHFI/AAAAAAAAB5E/PTvPBf0T67M/s320/PA210080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before they headed out. I love that they have one on one time. They are the best of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5488431253166144328?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5488431253166144328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5488431253166144328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5488431253166144328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5488431253166144328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2012/01/deer-hunt.html' title='Deer Hunt'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4BBR36xqBw/TwamGJQMo6I/AAAAAAAAB6E/hiegut1aGcw/s72-c/PA210110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4792076265250949617</id><published>2012-01-04T21:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:14:07.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never a dull moment in October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNEiRbZUEXY/TwaVCi-2jtI/AAAAAAAAB44/nSDBxzhN-ks/s1600/PA260146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694402649839275730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNEiRbZUEXY/TwaVCi-2jtI/AAAAAAAAB44/nSDBxzhN-ks/s320/PA260146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Lydia enjoying their soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s1F1YFqzp1w/TwaVB1E28eI/AAAAAAAAB4s/JruHcwbFPS0/s1600/PA230126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694402637516435938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s1F1YFqzp1w/TwaVB1E28eI/AAAAAAAAB4s/JruHcwbFPS0/s320/PA230126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SCARY! Brielle loves to sneak into my make-up. This was a few weeks before Halloween but Ethan requested that I do his make-up just like Belle's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYapHufFJQ4/TwaVA916eAI/AAAAAAAAB4U/dHSutI31hi4/s1600/PA260141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694402622689802242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYapHufFJQ4/TwaVA916eAI/AAAAAAAAB4U/dHSutI31hi4/s320/PA260141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to mix up spelling practice to make it more fun. My friend found these ABC crackers at Winco. In case you were wondering, he is spelling PENKNIFE!&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/-XvPcZBpzA7c/TwaVAgFWciI/AAAAAAAAB4I/QrS0PkUL178/s1600/PA160058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694402614701486626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvPcZBpzA7c/TwaVAgFWciI/AAAAAAAAB4I/QrS0PkUL178/s320/PA160058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls trying on their winter coats that they've only worn once (in Bear Lake this past weekend) and it is January 5! ...No, I'm not complaining!&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/-cfDNk5EEeng/TwU47eakP6I/AAAAAAAAB34/ExU9X4mPgqM/s1600/PA120018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019898307788706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cfDNk5EEeng/TwU47eakP6I/AAAAAAAAB34/ExU9X4mPgqM/s320/PA120018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vroom vroom. Daddy's future riders!&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/-I7or2TQEkPM/TwU466vngqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/QB9IijOaq8w/s1600/PA081141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019888732406434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7or2TQEkPM/TwU466vngqI/AAAAAAAAB3s/QB9IijOaq8w/s320/PA081141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are again. Yes, Brielle did ruin my brand new Mac lipstick. Inside I was mad but I had to remember some good advice from a fellow Mom friend; to just take a picture and laugh about it. After all, look how proud she is of herself!&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/-G-RjYnDmr0I/TwU46rxNh0I/AAAAAAAAB3g/TCFMEtsnppU/s1600/PA130027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019884712560450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-RjYnDmr0I/TwU46rxNh0I/AAAAAAAAB3g/TCFMEtsnppU/s320/PA130027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweetheart, Lydi bug, took this picture. Her and the twins love to pick out my clothes. They usually pick my "zebra" shirt (black and white stripes).&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/-DYBIXQqGPKI/TwU45mSgQHI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ReBnyRcb7_U/s1600/PA110009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019866061717618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYBIXQqGPKI/TwU45mSgQHI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ReBnyRcb7_U/s320/PA110009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan is really into being the funny guy! He has a prank book and likes to try pranks on Lydia. When he was at school the other day, Lydia was flipping through his prank book seeing what she could do to him! Love these little rascals of ours.&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/-7GyuN7VGa2I/TwU45Y7e8DI/AAAAAAAAB3I/INEMlhVWF88/s1600/PA160049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019862475501618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7GyuN7VGa2I/TwU45Y7e8DI/AAAAAAAAB3I/INEMlhVWF88/s320/PA160049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Bella Blue. Plum tuckered out in her undies and rain boots!&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/-kNrn_Iy5Fqg/TwU2e0HmqgI/AAAAAAAAB28/C9ZM9Lqp--8/s1600/PA081136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017206894373378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNrn_Iy5Fqg/TwU2e0HmqgI/AAAAAAAAB28/C9ZM9Lqp--8/s320/PA081136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan getting a little crazy at the pumpkin patch. I couldn't believe that the big pumpkin pictured was marked $30. Really?... Really?&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/-Y2tJoqX9Y_g/TwU2eqUPtBI/AAAAAAAAB2w/h6hqQq25ej4/s1600/PA051103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017204263040018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2tJoqX9Y_g/TwU2eqUPtBI/AAAAAAAAB2w/h6hqQq25ej4/s320/PA051103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My scooter loving girl. This girl is crazy for her "scootoe." She will ride it around the big block (3.5 miles) while I push the twins in my ghetto jogging stroller. ...See below!&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/-eMPXLE1p3mo/TwU2dkcfl9I/AAAAAAAAB2k/hAHFsYy4uzE/s1600/PA051100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017185507153874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMPXLE1p3mo/TwU2dkcfl9I/AAAAAAAAB2k/hAHFsYy4uzE/s320/PA051100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, the straps are worn off and the remnants of the straps stain their clothes so I have to put an old towel down underneath. Also, a few years ago, I accidentally hit the front wheel pulling into the garage so I spend most of the run trying to balance the alignment leading to unnecessary back pain! I've had this stroller since having Ethan so it's lasted 8 solid years. After much debate, I broke down and bought a new stroller from Amazon today. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q6vMO4EDCTQ/TwU2dMZQCRI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/76RgOSeUP1Y/s1600/PA031092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017179051100434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q6vMO4EDCTQ/TwU2dMZQCRI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/76RgOSeUP1Y/s320/PA031092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found some fun hats at DI. The girls love hats, shoes, changing their clothes 10 times a day. They are goofballs.&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/-10gRkSFNRuA/TwU2c3BLtMI/AAAAAAAAB2M/n63tzPr_GJA/s1600/PA031097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694017173313008834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-10gRkSFNRuA/TwU2c3BLtMI/AAAAAAAAB2M/n63tzPr_GJA/s320/PA031097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nakey Ash licking the cake bowl clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4792076265250949617?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4792076265250949617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4792076265250949617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4792076265250949617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4792076265250949617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-dull-moment-in-october.html' title='Never a dull moment in October!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNEiRbZUEXY/TwaVCi-2jtI/AAAAAAAAB44/nSDBxzhN-ks/s72-c/PA260146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6669433892558084440</id><published>2012-01-04T19:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:45:41.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck hunting and Cornbelly's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rYn5m1VW-MY/TwUcgeHwOCI/AAAAAAAAB2A/w9yyZlQZNHM/s1600/P9301052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkRrz12oTLc/TwUIC1jJCvI/AAAAAAAAB1w/g5mgNAanDuU/s1600/PA011080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693966148707093234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkRrz12oTLc/TwUIC1jJCvI/AAAAAAAAB1w/g5mgNAanDuU/s320/PA011080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan is loving the duck hunting with his Dad and Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8KrPg9aHQE/TwUICdqEBAI/AAAAAAAAB1k/BI_9w8csz8k/s1600/PA011081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693966142293672962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8KrPg9aHQE/TwUICdqEBAI/AAAAAAAAB1k/BI_9w8csz8k/s320/PA011081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our favorite of the year. Love this boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-L_6k41Cso/TwUIB6SZx8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/xufzieM_ays/s1600/P9301047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693966132799195074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-L_6k41Cso/TwUIB6SZx8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/xufzieM_ays/s320/P9301047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Elijah at Cornbelly's. Ethan told me all he wanted for Christmas was a brother. I told him the closest thing to a brother he'll ever have is his uncle Elijah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TB91xB-wOGc/TwUIBCV-MrI/AAAAAAAAB1M/tioDXraUlU8/s1600/P9301071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693966117781779122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TB91xB-wOGc/TwUIBCV-MrI/AAAAAAAAB1M/tioDXraUlU8/s320/P9301071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These cars were the absolute hit of the night. Jared and I even raced each other with Ashlyn and Brielle on our laps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra_cic03ejY/TwUIA69kUBI/AAAAAAAAB1A/DEWEtuNTlvc/s1600/P9301051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693966115800371218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra_cic03ejY/TwUIA69kUBI/AAAAAAAAB1A/DEWEtuNTlvc/s320/P9301051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not the best picture but we had to get one with little Ashlyn in her very own cow car! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6669433892558084440?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6669433892558084440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6669433892558084440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6669433892558084440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6669433892558084440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2012/01/duck-hunting-and-cornbellys.html' title='Duck hunting and Cornbelly&apos;s'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkRrz12oTLc/TwUIC1jJCvI/AAAAAAAAB1w/g5mgNAanDuU/s72-c/PA011080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8559109963565655506</id><published>2011-11-27T22:59:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:46:33.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake~Sept. 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tv470QIoVfY/TtMnvC9k8XI/AAAAAAAAB0w/9FNbwTTSvDw/s1600/P9240910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679927244246806898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tv470QIoVfY/TtMnvC9k8XI/AAAAAAAAB0w/9FNbwTTSvDw/s320/P9240910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've never been to Bear Lake in September. Let me just tell you how amazing the water is, no other boats/people, perfect weather, it doesn't get much better than that folks. Bear Lake has always been one of my favorite family vacations since I was a little girl. This trip was no exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf-K7xZupss/TtMnu4A4DOI/AAAAAAAAB0o/txIm6getToE/s1600/P9240895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679927241307852002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf-K7xZupss/TtMnu4A4DOI/AAAAAAAAB0o/txIm6getToE/s320/P9240895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love how Ethan is trying so hard to smile. Lydia just idolizes (is that even a word?) her big bro. I love how great they play. It is fun to listen to them talk and make deals with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hQDjDv1fKI/TtMmqQquGXI/AAAAAAAAB0c/9ght36bRPmI/s1600/P9240887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679926062514837874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hQDjDv1fKI/TtMmqQquGXI/AAAAAAAAB0c/9ght36bRPmI/s320/P9240887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure if this is Saucy sauce or Ruby-Q. I am thinking Ash. Either way she is enjoying Grannie Frannie's love, excitement, and attention on the swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0sCPzW-Wws/TtMmpKb1mBI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/RvjTMhQ8-pk/s1600/P9230873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679926043661932562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0sCPzW-Wws/TtMmpKb1mBI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/RvjTMhQ8-pk/s320/P9230873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I laughed so hard when I walked into the garage to see this. It totally tells a story of Jared. First, his motorcycle=freedom. Second, his little mini me bike for his boy=memories. Last, his pink barbie jeep for his 3 little girls=sensitive, caring, loving Dad. I love how he is always so prepared and thinks of any item we could possibly need for any occasion, whether it is going on a drive up the canyon or going on a weekend getaway. He is always prepared, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nNb2UDMsZuk/TtMmpOS723I/AAAAAAAAB0A/iwQXmEsGjnk/s1600/P9240961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679926044698336114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nNb2UDMsZuk/TtMmpOS723I/AAAAAAAAB0A/iwQXmEsGjnk/s320/P9240961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ash on left, Belle going in for a hug. Since reading The Help book, I always tell them how kind and smart they are, especially when they are being naughty! I guess I need to instill how important they are as well. I just loved Aibileen in that book and how she made all her children feel so special. I hope my kids know how much I cherish and love them.&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/-ud8pcge7ltA/TtMmocyom_I/AAAAAAAABz4/q2nuhs-h48s/s1600/P9250992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679926031409519602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ud8pcge7ltA/TtMmocyom_I/AAAAAAAABz4/q2nuhs-h48s/s320/P9250992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle with her cute cousin Micah, along with Denny's adorable dog. Just relaxing and enjoying a nice boat ride.&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/-cKZ-sWXfjzg/TtMmoDkLYrI/AAAAAAAABzs/eWhKGhSGYDU/s1600/P9251044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679926024637997746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKZ-sWXfjzg/TtMmoDkLYrI/AAAAAAAABzs/eWhKGhSGYDU/s320/P9251044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful Gma Sweeten and Kandi. They are 2 of a kind. So patient and loving, and experts at making you feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8559109963565655506?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8559109963565655506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8559109963565655506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8559109963565655506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8559109963565655506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/11/bear-lakesept-2011.html' title='Bear Lake~Sept. 2011'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tv470QIoVfY/TtMnvC9k8XI/AAAAAAAAB0w/9FNbwTTSvDw/s72-c/P9240910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4383046074901272623</id><published>2011-11-15T22:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:37:10.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AF Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think September was my favorite month so far this year. Why? I feel like we did a lot as a family. Homework wasn't as tense as it is now. The weather was perfect. The twins weren't as clingy as they are now. We were able spend time with family in Bear Lake (next post)! Just looking through pictures of September, it was the most chill, relaxing, and lots of pictures of smiling kids. It doesn't get much better than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1zOlgfm_so/TsNKk4xqGPI/AAAAAAAABzg/DTF2-dxTPiw/s1600/P9180804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675461952993368306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1zOlgfm_so/TsNKk4xqGPI/AAAAAAAABzg/DTF2-dxTPiw/s320/P9180804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome fisherman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Luug8YmiEtk/TsNKkutZ6bI/AAAAAAAABzU/dtZXCLe1uqE/s1600/P9180848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675461950291175858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Luug8YmiEtk/TsNKkutZ6bI/AAAAAAAABzU/dtZXCLe1uqE/s320/P9180848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self-timer. Explains everything doesn't it? I love that Jared's head is cropped off... NOT! Pretty background though. I was hoping this was going to be THE Christmas card. Ya, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuLXebV1GG4/TsNJo88DSsI/AAAAAAAABzI/2yUL6naJUSc/s1600/P9180815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675460923318553282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuLXebV1GG4/TsNJo88DSsI/AAAAAAAABzI/2yUL6naJUSc/s320/P9180815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my attempt at getting the kids together for a pic. Ya, not so much. That would be Miss Brielle knocking Ethan down off the rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YTHyZfgfrXo/TsNJoab-vrI/AAAAAAAABy8/gN3_gYMseJA/s1600/P9180842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675460914057232050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YTHyZfgfrXo/TsNJoab-vrI/AAAAAAAABy8/gN3_gYMseJA/s320/P9180842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmm. Ever wonder how to make a smore without a fire? Look no further. This was our great idea and it worked out soooo good. They were super gooey and mushy, everything you would want in a smore.&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/-FIF5ivdqgKA/TsNJnwYN8jI/AAAAAAAAByw/swe5E9ygFKE/s1600/P9180818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675460902767161906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIF5ivdqgKA/TsNJnwYN8jI/AAAAAAAAByw/swe5E9ygFKE/s320/P9180818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, 3/4, I'll take it! Ashlyn the little cheeser and her big bro. and sis!&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/-lPxeumP11uQ/TsNJntCXs6I/AAAAAAAAByk/odNeOlLE4jM/s1600/P9160771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675460901870220194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPxeumP11uQ/TsNJntCXs6I/AAAAAAAAByk/odNeOlLE4jM/s320/P9160771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared couldn't believe I would bring the camera on a date to Mi Ranchito. Seriously. If anyone knows me, you will know I have a camera on me 95% of the time. I may not take pic's but it is still handy...just in case! Anyways, this was a spur of a minute date, and it was so much fun. We ate and ate and ate, laughed and laughed, and laughed some more. I love this man.&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/-fCmVUsf55Nc/TsNJnaDXqSI/AAAAAAAAByY/UhEwBba7O6Y/s1600/P9160777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675460896774138146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCmVUsf55Nc/TsNJnaDXqSI/AAAAAAAAByY/UhEwBba7O6Y/s320/P9160777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is for you Emily. Here is a cheesy picture of my cheesy self showing my empty glass of horchata. I seriously can't order drinks at restaraunts because I drink them so fast that I fill up on the drinks, proceeding to eat my plate as well! Not so good for the waistline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4383046074901272623?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4383046074901272623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4383046074901272623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4383046074901272623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4383046074901272623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/11/af-canyon.html' title='AF Canyon'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1zOlgfm_so/TsNKk4xqGPI/AAAAAAAABzg/DTF2-dxTPiw/s72-c/P9180804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4236912548358686213</id><published>2011-11-13T15:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:01:37.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of September 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-safN8_yrTQw/TsBHSyTjbZI/AAAAAAAAByI/RvJZTi3MWCk/s1600/P9150761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674613918553828754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-safN8_yrTQw/TsBHSyTjbZI/AAAAAAAAByI/RvJZTi3MWCk/s320/P9150761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan about to launch his rocket! He went to Boys Club at the Lehi Library. He is such a social butterfly. He saw some kids from school and just gabbed and gabbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ioDmrjbIw68/TsBHSngrvQI/AAAAAAAABx8/pGUaxf3KIjE/s1600/P9130752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674613915656109314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ioDmrjbIw68/TsBHSngrvQI/AAAAAAAABx8/pGUaxf3KIjE/s320/P9130752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia just loves to scrapbook. I can honestly say this is the only 2 pages that got scrapbooked all summer long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEJk-CzzsSE/TsBHSDvN6aI/AAAAAAAABxw/LCvkWyuugYU/s1600/P9110747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674613906053392802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEJk-CzzsSE/TsBHSDvN6aI/AAAAAAAABxw/LCvkWyuugYU/s320/P9110747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared and his parents took the kids down to Levan one Sunday while I worked on homework and cleaned the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pz8ke0JfA8Y/TsBHRFBUHPI/AAAAAAAABxo/tq0YS1-kyV4/s1600/P9090724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674613889217862898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pz8ke0JfA8Y/TsBHRFBUHPI/AAAAAAAABxo/tq0YS1-kyV4/s320/P9090724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids working on shucking corn. I love that if I ask Ethan to do something, all the girls want to help also! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrpGctO3nac/TsBHQ4e5qVI/AAAAAAAABxY/2Sqa1dzUdrE/s1600/P9050708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674613885852297554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrpGctO3nac/TsBHQ4e5qVI/AAAAAAAABxY/2Sqa1dzUdrE/s320/P9050708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Bella Blue. She has the most sensitive skin out of all my kids. She is allergic to mosquito bites, has ezcema, and just simply swells up. It was so sad to see her swollen eye with her pretty smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4236912548358686213?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4236912548358686213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4236912548358686213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4236912548358686213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4236912548358686213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-of-september-2011.html' title='Some of September 2011'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-safN8_yrTQw/TsBHSyTjbZI/AAAAAAAAByI/RvJZTi3MWCk/s72-c/P9150761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-692110957967012904</id><published>2011-11-07T18:04:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:33:53.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love you Grandpa Eyre...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z719WXNs-Pk/TsBFPhEjkjI/AAAAAAAABxM/XQx64EAQKNw/s1600/IMGP0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674611663364657714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z719WXNs-Pk/TsBFPhEjkjI/AAAAAAAABxM/XQx64EAQKNw/s320/IMGP0559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't realize I forgot a picture of Grandpa. Here he is with Lydia. Babies just adored him, he could always soothe his grandkids/great-grands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His beautiful obituary that describes him so perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A spiritual, gentle man, Warren Gene Eyre, 74, did not go gentle into that good night, but raged against colon cancer these last 8 years until the dawn of Saturday, the 27th of August, passing away next to his once teenaged bride. A true renaissance man, with his broad fund of knowledge and the wisdom of the ages, he became a perfect sounding board for those seeking his counsel. A poet and a scholar, he had an insatiable appetite for the well-written word, turning his home into a library, with dog-eared books on every wall. He was an educator who taught us to appreciate the lovely and the beautiful in all its forms in nature and the arts. A kind, compassionate wise, Christ-like physician who retired just last year, his patients adored him, and his colleagues held him in high esteem. His three sons also became physicians largely due to his example. Honorably discharged a Commander in the Navy, he served his country with heroic strength and dignity for 13 years.&lt;br /&gt;He was born to Sherman and Lasca Osborn Eyre, August 18, 1937 in Escalante, and was reborn every time he was surrounded by red rock, or was mounted on his horse. A consummate love story, he and his beauty queen sweetheart, Gretha, eloped to Fredonia, Arizona at 15, and then he gladly chose to become a father while serving as student body president at Panguitch High. He was accepted to the University of Utah Medical School after three years at Utah State University. Through a tremendous work ethic and sacrifice, he earned his medical degree at the age of 24 with three children in tow, and a rank of Lieutenant in the Navy. He distinguished himself during his residency in Dermatology at Balboa Naval Hospital in San Diego, and upon graduation, was immediately asked to join the staff and help educate other young dermatologists.&lt;br /&gt;Warren enriched the lives of his family and friends with his personal relationship with God. He found the divine everywhere from the aspen groves at the foothills of Mount Timpanogos in his back yard, to the slot canyons of the Escalante wilderness. To see nature through his eyes brought you closer to God. He retired the first time at 52, so he and his beloved could explore the world. Ever the students, they researched their destination, immersed themselves in the culture, and explored on their own. It was a metaphor of their life - taking the road less traveled. He became a poet in Paris, an archeologist in Egypt, a genealogist in England and Scandinavia, a connoisseur of the arts in Italy. A cowboy at heart, he was more comfortable at his practice in his boots, and at home in his wranglers and spurs. He and his Panguitch bride loved to explore the desert southwest and the alpine Wasatch Mountains from the vantage point of a saddle. He was particularly honored to aid in the extension of the Great Western Trail from Provo canyon to Dry Creek, due to his knowledge and conservation efforts in that area.&lt;br /&gt;After being diagnosed with metastatic colon cancer, Warren calmly proclaimed he would do all he could to prolong his life, to serve his patients, advance medical science, and to share special moments with his family. You would never know the physical agony he endured while witnessing him care for patients through the last years of his life.&lt;br /&gt;He will live within us always. We thank him for the strength of his character, his wisdom and his insight, his humor, his dedication, his courage, and for his love. Words are poor substitutes for the melodies of a heart which has inhabited a life with such grace and power, and whose rhythms have extended into the lives of so many.&lt;br /&gt;He is survived by his wife, Gretha Marie Woodard; his siblings, Anthony (Karen), Harmon (Julie), Steven (Rona), Marjorie (William Call), Douglas (Lannice); his children, Russell (Becky), Fran (Todd Sweeten), Steven (Pixie), Linda Eyre Nelford, Greg (Margaret); 20 grandchildren and 22 great grandchildren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xwilD1hqqI/TriH7uinyjI/AAAAAAAABxA/D6cs04Emh2w/s1600/gpafuneral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672433190848416306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xwilD1hqqI/TriH7uinyjI/AAAAAAAABxA/D6cs04Emh2w/s320/gpafuneral.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todd and Fran Sweeten Family minus our 3 girls. (Thanks Allegra, I stole this from your blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JywgQwoVAR4/TriCBBhdf0I/AAAAAAAABwo/LG1VFcBbvC4/s1600/P9030656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672426684773400386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JywgQwoVAR4/TriCBBhdf0I/AAAAAAAABwo/LG1VFcBbvC4/s320/P9030656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Aspen paying their respects to a wonderful Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jy1mkc0nrbw/TriCAtJevLI/AAAAAAAABwc/ChEs0VloEcc/s1600/P9030623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672426679304109234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jy1mkc0nrbw/TriCAtJevLI/AAAAAAAABwc/ChEs0VloEcc/s320/P9030623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bagpiper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y-O7zf2DKA/TriCADKK_WI/AAAAAAAABwQ/d8E2hnkYJZ0/s1600/P9030615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672426668032720226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y-O7zf2DKA/TriCADKK_WI/AAAAAAAABwQ/d8E2hnkYJZ0/s320/P9030615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Naval Officers.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7gTlKFkelb8/TriB_-twpsI/AAAAAAAABwE/uUVMj7Gb6tU/s1600/P9030606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672426666839811778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7gTlKFkelb8/TriB_-twpsI/AAAAAAAABwE/uUVMj7Gb6tU/s320/P9030606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Grandpa Chatterton before the amazing service.&lt;/div&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;Everyday I think about Grandpa. It seems as if he is still here. It gives me chills to know he is in a better place helping others who needed him more than we did. He was an example to all. I feel so blessed to be a part of his wonderful family, and to be married to his grandson. His legacy will live on. He is sorely missed. I miss his genuine concern and interest. I miss seeing him and Granny together, the most tender love you'd ever know. I miss his medical advice, always having a solution to our children's skin issues. For Scouts Ethan had to have a story to share with his troop on someone helping the world. He typed up the story of when "Grandpa saved Dad's life by cutting off his skin cancer on his lip." Lydia prays that when Jesus comes again, Grandpa will come too. I feel like we have another guardian angel watching over our family. I know we will see him again. &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/848401966745952390-692110957967012904?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/692110957967012904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=692110957967012904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/692110957967012904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/692110957967012904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-love-you-grandpa-eyre.html' title='We love you Grandpa Eyre...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z719WXNs-Pk/TsBFPhEjkjI/AAAAAAAABxM/XQx64EAQKNw/s72-c/IMGP0559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-515458755078783015</id><published>2011-10-27T23:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:50:25.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>August Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQyXO89PMUU/TqpGdLX9BrI/AAAAAAAABvE/6Cxz7cIGwts/s1600/P8310589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668420548082599602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQyXO89PMUU/TqpGdLX9BrI/AAAAAAAABvE/6Cxz7cIGwts/s320/P8310589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The highlight of the night... the garden snake with Audrey and Abby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlcRUXsZNt8/TqpGcmRwIxI/AAAAAAAABu4/JpSE7lF46wg/s1600/P8310568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668420538124477202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlcRUXsZNt8/TqpGcmRwIxI/AAAAAAAABu4/JpSE7lF46wg/s320/P8310568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia's 2nd day of Kindergarten, Ethan's 2nd week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkq9QMvc9BI/TqpGcpUz0ZI/AAAAAAAABus/NLX9WVoZW3E/s1600/P8300558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668420538942607762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkq9QMvc9BI/TqpGcpUz0ZI/AAAAAAAABus/NLX9WVoZW3E/s320/P8300558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LJ's first day, do you think she is excited?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBpsrMxWsEY/TqpGb8vvojI/AAAAAAAABug/_-T-zJAgyCo/s1600/P8290525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668420526975984178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBpsrMxWsEY/TqpGb8vvojI/AAAAAAAABug/_-T-zJAgyCo/s320/P8290525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My big bed head girlies. Hanging out in underwear and "reading" coloring books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4k2Or8E69ko/TqpGbq6YGwI/AAAAAAAABuU/qDrzFuDF2xQ/s1600/P8250489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668420522188741378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4k2Or8E69ko/TqpGbq6YGwI/AAAAAAAABuU/qDrzFuDF2xQ/s320/P8250489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little spazzes. They sure have a lot of fun together. My hope is that they always stay best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1v3-mJWoVMY/TqpE4UwbWmI/AAAAAAAABuE/zf7qBXYn-7Q/s1600/P8250481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668418815434381922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1v3-mJWoVMY/TqpE4UwbWmI/AAAAAAAABuE/zf7qBXYn-7Q/s320/P8250481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So fun to play on the stairs. And then on to tear apart a room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ka5y4gYuSkg/TqpE4OMh2MI/AAAAAAAABt4/dBiNwwGw67M/s1600/P8230472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668418813673199810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ka5y4gYuSkg/TqpE4OMh2MI/AAAAAAAABt4/dBiNwwGw67M/s320/P8230472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan's first day of 3rd grade. When you ask him how his day at school was, "It was excellent." His favorite subject is Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_s7SfB5_hQg/TqpE3dIyGiI/AAAAAAAABts/AtF_7vDFHLM/s1600/P8200441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668418800504150562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_s7SfB5_hQg/TqpE3dIyGiI/AAAAAAAABts/AtF_7vDFHLM/s320/P8200441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Sunday afternoon up American Fork Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5qvuWrLYYs/TqpE25WAmwI/AAAAAAAABtg/PPSjoiC3iIY/s1600/P8190438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668418790895950594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X5qvuWrLYYs/TqpE25WAmwI/AAAAAAAABtg/PPSjoiC3iIY/s320/P8190438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids Camp! Best. Money. Spent. All. Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fimTw9_P1A/TqpE2vhWjRI/AAAAAAAABtU/6mwrQvLCj18/s1600/P8170430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668418788259171602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fimTw9_P1A/TqpE2vhWjRI/AAAAAAAABtU/6mwrQvLCj18/s320/P8170430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Knight and Princess day at Kids Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vm1njN71Unk/TqXlKPeXstI/AAAAAAAABtI/EhDAy5HD9lg/s1600/P8190435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667187670231003858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vm1njN71Unk/TqXlKPeXstI/AAAAAAAABtI/EhDAy5HD9lg/s320/P8190435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oopsie. Mom gets on the phone. Not paying attention. Leave it to the Tinies. Sprinkles ALL OVER everywhere. Still haven't replenished my supply, it's okay, no time to bake anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPaz7KkW_kk/TqXlJ3jryII/AAAAAAAABs8/SYcbRX5rwDY/s1600/P8160425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667187663810840706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPaz7KkW_kk/TqXlJ3jryII/AAAAAAAABs8/SYcbRX5rwDY/s320/P8160425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't believe our boy is in Scouts! His first pinewood derby and he almost missed it! He went to a bday party, they went swimming, thought they would be home by 6. Nope! Went to the Legacy center, not there, drove around trying to find him, calling the boys mom (no answer) Come to find out, they were at the Outdoor pool. Duh. Such chaos. But it all worked out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuCVIBJFAPE/TqXlJDyIkZI/AAAAAAAABs0/8ftUX0Mjk_w/s1600/P8160419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667187649912803730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuCVIBJFAPE/TqXlJDyIkZI/AAAAAAAABs0/8ftUX0Mjk_w/s320/P8160419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vroom. Good Job Jared, oh wait, I mean Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PRRqO0D1-w/TqXlIk14EEI/AAAAAAAABsk/8p7YnkuFj94/s1600/P8100383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667187641607000130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PRRqO0D1-w/TqXlIk14EEI/AAAAAAAABsk/8p7YnkuFj94/s320/P8100383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my girl. She is in to closing her eyes for pictures. Don't ask me why. I don't get it! Notice Ethan's bunny ears... that goofball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKNzxdcyAV8/TqXlIdF1ikI/AAAAAAAABsY/QyiTzXfq878/s1600/P8020258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667187639526459970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKNzxdcyAV8/TqXlIdF1ikI/AAAAAAAABsY/QyiTzXfq878/s320/P8020258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another one of her closing her eyes, this time it may be because of the sun! Ethan and his goggles, he loves to do tricks off the diving board. Swimming at Granny and Gpa Grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4El01wKceo/TqXiDmhtKiI/AAAAAAAABsQ/JRnW9bO4JLA/s1600/P8080368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667184257625041442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4El01wKceo/TqXiDmhtKiI/AAAAAAAABsQ/JRnW9bO4JLA/s320/P8080368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom took her girls out to lunch to celebrate our birthdays. An annual tradition. Wish we got together more often. Love my sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gnp6UHjxiQ/TqXiDdJ7nqI/AAAAAAAABsA/chk_2WMgdDc/s1600/P8060314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667184255109406370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gnp6UHjxiQ/TqXiDdJ7nqI/AAAAAAAABsA/chk_2WMgdDc/s320/P8060314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Jared had a boys day up at Snowbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMplmUtUdtk/TqXiCKTwXsI/AAAAAAAABr4/MCT51ddZvOw/s1600/P8060337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667184232870469314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMplmUtUdtk/TqXiCKTwXsI/AAAAAAAABr4/MCT51ddZvOw/s320/P8060337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the top with Clint and Keelan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13sM-SZTPgw/TqXdwi6HTVI/AAAAAAAABqc/HFL0RgztqyU/s1600/P8030262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667179532189650258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13sM-SZTPgw/TqXdwi6HTVI/AAAAAAAABqc/HFL0RgztqyU/s320/P8030262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Bobby Jo.&lt;br /&gt;What a good sport you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ccnkjJ_JWs/TqXdv44r9VI/AAAAAAAABqU/vkMzKapdhbM/s1600/P8020251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667179520909374802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ccnkjJ_JWs/TqXdv44r9VI/AAAAAAAABqU/vkMzKapdhbM/s320/P8020251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Measuring popcorn for our popcorn balls. She loves to be in the kitchen. She told me yesterday while making soup, "I'm going to be such a good maker." Yes, I have to agree. She'll be an excellent "maker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbirxWYPi78/TqXdvvfrBBI/AAAAAAAABqE/AsysXZEWkQk/s1600/P8020246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667179518388536338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbirxWYPi78/TqXdvvfrBBI/AAAAAAAABqE/AsysXZEWkQk/s320/P8020246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy girls making popcorn balls. I think I ate 1/2 of them. A fave for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pknmalYGkus/TqXdu8EvLSI/AAAAAAAABp8/AX0U-0hSuvc/s1600/P8010243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667179504585354530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pknmalYGkus/TqXdu8EvLSI/AAAAAAAABp8/AX0U-0hSuvc/s320/P8010243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day of the Hood Family Reunion. Took a little drive up the canyon so the babies would nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08CRFTMMjXQ/TqXdup_sHYI/AAAAAAAABps/lZ89SrDyKzk/s1600/P8010232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667179499732344194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08CRFTMMjXQ/TqXdup_sHYI/AAAAAAAABps/lZ89SrDyKzk/s320/P8010232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bowling with Michelle and Bonnie and all the little rascals. Jared went golfing with the boys. Bonnie came here all the way from Wisconsin for the reunion (pregnant, what a trooper). It's funny how people who lived within a half hour couldn't make it a priority to come when others travel halfway across the country, use their vacation time, money, etc. Family is where it's at. I just love family time.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-515458755078783015?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/515458755078783015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=515458755078783015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/515458755078783015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/515458755078783015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/10/august-happenings.html' title='August Happenings'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQyXO89PMUU/TqpGdLX9BrI/AAAAAAAABvE/6Cxz7cIGwts/s72-c/P8310589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1450173692080385045</id><published>2011-10-23T15:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:59:05.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So behind on blogging...urgh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdHV5eJ3aSE/TqSMn7UJ2TI/AAAAAAAABpg/oLg0wRAXpuc/s1600/P7290214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666808848703936818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdHV5eJ3aSE/TqSMn7UJ2TI/AAAAAAAABpg/oLg0wRAXpuc/s320/P7290214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back in July at Kangaroo Zoo- Ethan and Nick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITrr1Wos_9U/TqSMnkVt2XI/AAAAAAAABpQ/fU_SJUC3Ons/s1600/P7290209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666808842536474994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITrr1Wos_9U/TqSMnkVt2XI/AAAAAAAABpQ/fU_SJUC3Ons/s320/P7290209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is impossible to get a good picture there. I always try, and always fail. Ashlyn is in front of Brielle. Such cutie patooties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKRU_hj7gak/TqSMnF7bguI/AAAAAAAABpI/JLjGIe6qwps/s1600/P7290213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666808834373157602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKRU_hj7gak/TqSMnF7bguI/AAAAAAAABpI/JLjGIe6qwps/s320/P7290213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Dawn, and Natalie. Just love my girlfriends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cSK0UnJljSU/TqSMmbE3IGI/AAAAAAAABo8/Lf-3tpe9XFc/s1600/P7300220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666808822869991522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cSK0UnJljSU/TqSMmbE3IGI/AAAAAAAABo8/Lf-3tpe9XFc/s320/P7300220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of the Timpanogas half marathon. Jared and the kids came to see me finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDhP5JfNvrI/TqSMmcEAPLI/AAAAAAAABow/t2Nk11WfvMM/s1600/P7300222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666808823134829746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDhP5JfNvrI/TqSMmcEAPLI/AAAAAAAABow/t2Nk11WfvMM/s320/P7300222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica and I. She is one of my running inspirations! Enjoyed running in the summer with my awesome neighbor and friend. She sells Scentsy if anyone needs any!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1450173692080385045?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1450173692080385045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1450173692080385045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1450173692080385045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1450173692080385045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-behind-on-bloggingurgh.html' title='So behind on blogging...urgh!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdHV5eJ3aSE/TqSMn7UJ2TI/AAAAAAAABpg/oLg0wRAXpuc/s72-c/P7290214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-813984692123546135</id><published>2011-10-21T18:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T19:04:26.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Foam Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsmHcJr8smc/TqIV5z5jiDI/AAAAAAAABok/SdLOfLNqPUk/s1600/P7230070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666115364113844274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsmHcJr8smc/TqIV5z5jiDI/AAAAAAAABok/SdLOfLNqPUk/s320/P7230070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah and Ethan all foamed up. They had a blast playing in the stinky foam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEtn_FhnGiU/TqIV5SILjNI/AAAAAAAABoY/_tGJw1KTiF8/s1600/P7230030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666115355048381650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEtn_FhnGiU/TqIV5SILjNI/AAAAAAAABoY/_tGJw1KTiF8/s320/P7230030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foam day in Lehi. Our first time going, we will be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBZ3qaxziq0/TqIV46liXCI/AAAAAAAABoM/BToOakFdmcM/s1600/P7230040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666115348729060386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBZ3qaxziq0/TqIV46liXCI/AAAAAAAABoM/BToOakFdmcM/s320/P7230040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls weren't big fans of the foam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7u7H6LxvKWw/TqIV4rHY_gI/AAAAAAAABoA/yc3z14CngzQ/s1600/P7230042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666115344576085506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7u7H6LxvKWw/TqIV4rHY_gI/AAAAAAAABoA/yc3z14CngzQ/s320/P7230042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I guess Belle had fun for a minute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-813984692123546135?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/813984692123546135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=813984692123546135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/813984692123546135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/813984692123546135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/10/foam-day-2011.html' title='Foam Day 2011'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsmHcJr8smc/TqIV5z5jiDI/AAAAAAAABok/SdLOfLNqPUk/s72-c/P7230070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-7163813794190552455</id><published>2011-10-16T23:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:23:17.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcLMvpR2znM/Tpu4ALUVNoI/AAAAAAAABnk/VJ0CCo86HRQ/s1600/P7230113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664323269526107778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcLMvpR2znM/Tpu4ALUVNoI/AAAAAAAABnk/VJ0CCo86HRQ/s320/P7230113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Jared, how I love you so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_lCMaGwfd8/Tpu3_kLmraI/AAAAAAAABnY/ouMYt73Ehaw/s1600/P7250180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664323259020520866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_lCMaGwfd8/Tpu3_kLmraI/AAAAAAAABnY/ouMYt73Ehaw/s320/P7250180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A man of many trades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHCAwWykICI/Tpu3_EUnLgI/AAAAAAAABnM/2vdPbePquxk/s1600/P7220020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664323250468367874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHCAwWykICI/Tpu3_EUnLgI/AAAAAAAABnM/2vdPbePquxk/s320/P7220020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angie loves Jared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCd9uukFwRE/Tpu3-gOT5AI/AAAAAAAABnA/Fs7AcX0uRPo/s1600/P7220016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664323240778261506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCd9uukFwRE/Tpu3-gOT5AI/AAAAAAAABnA/Fs7AcX0uRPo/s320/P7220016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love that you let me cut your hair, even though I have no clue what I am doing. I love that you will help me paint when I am sick of a color. I love that you rarely complain. I love that you love our kids. I love your humor. I love your back rubs. I love your family. I love that you love music and can always make a good playlist. I love that you cook better than I do. I love that you are clean. I love your humble nature. I simply love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1fUCujDwQQ/Tpu3-C64GhI/AAAAAAAABm0/8xMkmydE42c/s1600/P7230025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664323232912120338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1fUCujDwQQ/Tpu3-C64GhI/AAAAAAAABm0/8xMkmydE42c/s320/P7230025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia helping paint. It started out as a post about the new paint and tile, but led to how much I love Jared... I love the contrast of her hair and the paint. She is my sweetheart lovin' girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7163813794190552455?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7163813794190552455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7163813794190552455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7163813794190552455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7163813794190552455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-man.html' title='My man...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcLMvpR2znM/Tpu4ALUVNoI/AAAAAAAABnk/VJ0CCo86HRQ/s72-c/P7230113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2428296880871818983</id><published>2011-09-20T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:35:54.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>July in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuxFTU7_-Ew/TlsKlRd7jRI/AAAAAAAABms/pDO_HlSKDxw/s1600/P7140324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118193299426578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuxFTU7_-Ew/TlsKlRd7jRI/AAAAAAAABms/pDO_HlSKDxw/s320/P7140324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is at one of Ethan's machine pitch games. Look at all that swag in his mitt, one great reason to play ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V7dIIyJdQA/TlsKlLBABTI/AAAAAAAABmk/HggZaVIKICI/s1600/P7100274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118191567471922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V7dIIyJdQA/TlsKlLBABTI/AAAAAAAABmk/HggZaVIKICI/s320/P7100274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn, Nannie, and Brielle. Whenever I tell them we are going to Gma Jeans, first thing out of their mouth is "NANNIE! There are perks to having lots of little brothers and sisters to love, they in turn love your little squandrels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoeSar566zA/TlsKk99I9oI/AAAAAAAABmc/qp5l1C6WIcA/s1600/P7180370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646118188061619842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoeSar566zA/TlsKk99I9oI/AAAAAAAABmc/qp5l1C6WIcA/s320/P7180370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are so stinking funny. I was doing dishes and hear all this laughing going on. Ashlyn has Brielle pinned on the stairs, they were talking all about it and having a great ol' time. So glad the camera was handy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pM_PUbxqQDM/TlsJxnD6-II/AAAAAAAABmU/7SPEjt_piCk/s1600/P7180372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646117305742719106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pM_PUbxqQDM/TlsJxnD6-II/AAAAAAAABmU/7SPEjt_piCk/s320/P7180372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Lydia giving Ashlyn a lawnmower ride. What are they called? I forgot. Anywho, notice Brielle in the background, standing on her potty, reaching for the freezer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3WdTfypZ8k/TlsJxWc6hQI/AAAAAAAABmM/yAfK_1ZSzQg/s1600/P7090264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646117301284144386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3WdTfypZ8k/TlsJxWc6hQI/AAAAAAAABmM/yAfK_1ZSzQg/s320/P7090264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe. My BFF, Natalie. We went out with Natalie and Joemaka to WingNutz. So nice, we need to do that more often! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H56QG0I5yyY/TlsJwwyL6mI/AAAAAAAABmE/LsCNGxjxcW0/s1600/P7170365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646117291172817506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H56QG0I5yyY/TlsJwwyL6mI/AAAAAAAABmE/LsCNGxjxcW0/s320/P7170365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off their beautiful artwork, you can't see Ruby Q's because she is looking at hers!&lt;br /&gt;Saucy loves to do anything that Lydia is doing... they love their older sib's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AntnHYrce40/TlsJwn7C1qI/AAAAAAAABl8/-IPMoyD8lHk/s1600/P7080255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646117288794052258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AntnHYrce40/TlsJwn7C1qI/AAAAAAAABl8/-IPMoyD8lHk/s320/P7080255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle Belle is a total animal lover. She gets it from her Grandpa Todd who will adopt any animal from anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6NRGsTU4iI/TlsJwfDulEI/AAAAAAAABl0/F4e5Hqo2nlc/s1600/P7150330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646117286414554178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6NRGsTU4iI/TlsJwfDulEI/AAAAAAAABl0/F4e5Hqo2nlc/s320/P7150330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7 peaks, so glad we used our "Pass of all passes" 3 times! Vincent turned the big 1-0! Crazy. Love that kid, and so does Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jXNiRGlEqeY/TlsI1BXRVSI/AAAAAAAABls/zqzvGcgt5TM/s1600/P7160355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646116264831178018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jXNiRGlEqeY/TlsI1BXRVSI/AAAAAAAABls/zqzvGcgt5TM/s320/P7160355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Dawnie and Rikard's wedding. Ethan had some sweet moves on the dance floor. Go Ethan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqWjryTSqgM/TlsI0zGyxRI/AAAAAAAABlk/87hvkWieB4E/s1600/P7070246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646116261003969810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqWjryTSqgM/TlsI0zGyxRI/AAAAAAAABlk/87hvkWieB4E/s320/P7070246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of the fellar. I came down to give him a kiss and to my surprise, he had his own little fort set up in the living room. Pretty sweet huh? I did move him, he could've injured himself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihyw4SfoWmA/TlsI0oEVT4I/AAAAAAAABlc/gzRoAP8DME4/s1600/P7160338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646116258040860546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihyw4SfoWmA/TlsI0oEVT4I/AAAAAAAABlc/gzRoAP8DME4/s320/P7160338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the baseball stance! Red Sox RULE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IXMVpBbbjhE/TlsI0dHc8UI/AAAAAAAABlU/ECDXgUypiV4/s1600/P7160335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646116255101153602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IXMVpBbbjhE/TlsI0dHc8UI/AAAAAAAABlU/ECDXgUypiV4/s320/P7160335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the summer I tried to do a "long" run every Saturday. This particular day I went for a loop-de-loop and then met the fam at the baseball field. Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dDyMeMS0zg/TlsI0FoQsEI/AAAAAAAABlM/dXiOeve2Pzk/s1600/P7040215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646116248796311618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dDyMeMS0zg/TlsI0FoQsEI/AAAAAAAABlM/dXiOeve2Pzk/s320/P7040215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite July picture. Dad and his little spunky fireworks on the 4th of July at Granny and Gpa Eyre's. The tradition will live on! Love and miss you Gpa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2428296880871818983?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2428296880871818983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2428296880871818983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2428296880871818983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2428296880871818983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/09/july-in-nutshell.html' title='July in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuxFTU7_-Ew/TlsKlRd7jRI/AAAAAAAABms/pDO_HlSKDxw/s72-c/P7140324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-9199266667922080025</id><published>2011-08-26T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T14:29:33.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2011 Wrap up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja51g6CSRl4/TlfIX668ayI/AAAAAAAABlE/H6KyAQz9wTI/s1600/P6230771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200971211238178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja51g6CSRl4/TlfIX668ayI/AAAAAAAABlE/H6KyAQz9wTI/s320/P6230771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MWAH! Right before the Lehi Round up Rodeo the girls were being super cute with each other. They had fun cheering on the cowboys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSpBqvzgsYc/TlfIXnmL2bI/AAAAAAAABk8/BdozkoZjFvw/s1600/P6240806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200966023895474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSpBqvzgsYc/TlfIXnmL2bI/AAAAAAAABk8/BdozkoZjFvw/s320/P6240806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had an all girl scrapbook night. So much fun laughing and giggling. The girls are all so creative! We'll do it next year for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krFvqO0E_pU/TlfH5lOMUgI/AAAAAAAABk0/m0OJnDFEXhQ/s1600/P6300063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200449990316546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krFvqO0E_pU/TlfH5lOMUgI/AAAAAAAABk0/m0OJnDFEXhQ/s320/P6300063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The camp at Lake Powell. Awe. Best. Vacation. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEg9ekDSUIw/TlfH5TSu0aI/AAAAAAAABks/TH07FjTiS-I/s1600/P7010111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200445177516450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEg9ekDSUIw/TlfH5TSu0aI/AAAAAAAABks/TH07FjTiS-I/s320/P7010111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The handsome hubby! He found a cool hiking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zNV1tbIQk4/TlfH5GVFqSI/AAAAAAAABkk/zM56FTVoFuI/s1600/P7020183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200441697741090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zNV1tbIQk4/TlfH5GVFqSI/AAAAAAAABkk/zM56FTVoFuI/s320/P7020183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girlies with the kids on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-11_wJvHA6ow/TlfH4w9LrqI/AAAAAAAABkc/WsXmfDJQWdo/s1600/P7020168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200435960327842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-11_wJvHA6ow/TlfH4w9LrqI/AAAAAAAABkc/WsXmfDJQWdo/s320/P7020168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan trying out the surfing with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb7yDoprD_w/TlfH4idVFUI/AAAAAAAABkU/UQycvWnjbwM/s1600/P7010079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200432068629826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb7yDoprD_w/TlfH4idVFUI/AAAAAAAABkU/UQycvWnjbwM/s320/P7010079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake, Abby, and Ethan.. the tubing champs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41lwCoFoz3Y/TlfGqGbhK8I/AAAAAAAABkM/fjEOSIvrwGg/s1600/P7020179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645199084515044290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41lwCoFoz3Y/TlfGqGbhK8I/AAAAAAAABkM/fjEOSIvrwGg/s320/P7020179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grannie being silly with her grandboys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bceyIgwxdII/TlfGp8bhbHI/AAAAAAAABkE/lAl-shRRs34/s1600/P7020188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645199081830706290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bceyIgwxdII/TlfGp8bhbHI/AAAAAAAABkE/lAl-shRRs34/s320/P7020188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The men.. dun dun dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YxbJgLXJXc/TlfGpi0pz0I/AAAAAAAABj8/_bMx3Qzbtko/s1600/P7020136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645199074956791618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YxbJgLXJXc/TlfGpi0pz0I/AAAAAAAABj8/_bMx3Qzbtko/s320/P7020136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austen and his sweet girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84C36YzdSNI/TlfGpcdjdaI/AAAAAAAABj0/wRgGJQK2yYU/s1600/P7010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645199073249293730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84C36YzdSNI/TlfGpcdjdaI/AAAAAAAABj0/wRgGJQK2yYU/s320/P7010104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Greg, Margie and their clan. Thanks for the great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxyd8EgSpX8/TlfGpHHFi6I/AAAAAAAABjs/iego3w3hlHc/s1600/P6300054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645199067517914018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxyd8EgSpX8/TlfGpHHFi6I/AAAAAAAABjs/iego3w3hlHc/s320/P6300054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little family of 4! Where are Ash and Belle you ask? Well, my awesome Mom took them for 4 days so we could actually relax and enjoy E dawg and Lulu! It was so great, I already booked her for next year if we do a Lake Powell trip. Love ya Madre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N5VGilI-Y0/TlfFdPgevII/AAAAAAAABjk/vIuqqKwrwsE/s1600/P6300057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645197764101848194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N5VGilI-Y0/TlfFdPgevII/AAAAAAAABjk/vIuqqKwrwsE/s320/P6300057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's stunt man Ethan. He is so funny, makes up names for his tricks and then does them. If he isn't sleeping, he is in the water the &lt;em&gt;whole &lt;/em&gt;time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHJG5h_cUdw/TlfFc7stCrI/AAAAAAAABjc/B-AqD6zDCzM/s1600/P6290019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645197758784408242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHJG5h_cUdw/TlfFc7stCrI/AAAAAAAABjc/B-AqD6zDCzM/s320/P6290019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the little rock skipper Lydia. She was so fun to snuggle at night and so fun to watch her play with her beloved cousins! She sure is a sweet pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9_bQxeuzA8/TlfFcyohL5I/AAAAAAAABjU/bTfR-u73JaI/s1600/P6290026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645197756350934930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9_bQxeuzA8/TlfFcyohL5I/AAAAAAAABjU/bTfR-u73JaI/s320/P6290026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared took this right after a huge microburst. It was crazy to say the least. I've been in Lake Powell storms but this one takes the cake. It trashed the whole campsite, we were so blessed that all the kids safely made it into the houseboat and were OK. Lydia cried forEVER thinking that there was a tornado, or a flood, etc. She still talks about the LP storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FXLuQmStvGE/TlfFcTrfvJI/AAAAAAAABjM/SXViadb7_Rg/s1600/P6290021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645197748041923730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FXLuQmStvGE/TlfFcTrfvJI/AAAAAAAABjM/SXViadb7_Rg/s320/P6290021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This must have been one of the times we were talking about owing my Mom BIG TIME! So nice to not have to worry about lifejackets, diapers, sunscreen, etc. We loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EcDNnWO5sjo/TlfFcOBUzCI/AAAAAAAABjE/7_e8t-4_G3o/s1600/P6270002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645197746522868770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EcDNnWO5sjo/TlfFcOBUzCI/AAAAAAAABjE/7_e8t-4_G3o/s320/P6270002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, my little bubble gum girls. They are slightly obsessed with bubble gum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-9199266667922080025?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/9199266667922080025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=9199266667922080025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/9199266667922080025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/9199266667922080025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/june-2011-wrap-up.html' title='June 2011 Wrap up...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja51g6CSRl4/TlfIX668ayI/AAAAAAAABlE/H6KyAQz9wTI/s72-c/P6230771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-373821269856107004</id><published>2011-08-09T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:31:24.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Spree... June 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5TNA-C-uBU/TkIMv1sMmwI/AAAAAAAABhs/pAp_1PKEoDU/s1600/P6190746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639083699427121922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5TNA-C-uBU/TkIMv1sMmwI/AAAAAAAABhs/pAp_1PKEoDU/s320/P6190746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared dancing with his dog! Ha ha. It totally cracks us all up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHohGWZnLmM/TkIMvmNCdsI/AAAAAAAABhk/p4b8aP10JG0/s1600/P6190742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639083695269902018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHohGWZnLmM/TkIMvmNCdsI/AAAAAAAABhk/p4b8aP10JG0/s320/P6190742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Fathers Day! We had a french toast with cream and strawberries for breakfast. The kids had a fun time making him cards. He is one rockin' dad/husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUcgb5L0e18/TkIMvQpMPlI/AAAAAAAABhc/tKnY1Gff5SQ/s1600/P6180728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639083689482403410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUcgb5L0e18/TkIMvQpMPlI/AAAAAAAABhc/tKnY1Gff5SQ/s320/P6180728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Natalie and Daniel's wedding. Jake the snake and E Dawg. Jake is a year or 2 older than Ethan and is one smart boy. I learn new things everytime he talks! Ethan really looks up to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdF9lXB0JAw/TkIMvNsSAtI/AAAAAAAABhU/MXrVc6IjSYQ/s1600/P6180724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639083688690057938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdF9lXB0JAw/TkIMvNsSAtI/AAAAAAAABhU/MXrVc6IjSYQ/s320/P6180724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Granny Eyre, and Becca. I started putting my hand on hips for pictures because I felt my arm was always pressed against my side, making it look chubbier than it really was!! I guess after seeing this pic I will stop doing that! What a beautiful night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CgoYcXs5qsk/TkIMu4nxhrI/AAAAAAAABhM/o4BAhJst_CY/s1600/P6180716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639083683034007218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CgoYcXs5qsk/TkIMu4nxhrI/AAAAAAAABhM/o4BAhJst_CY/s320/P6180716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the entrance... Miss Lydia. Have I told you how much I love this girl? She really is a lifesaver. She is growing up too darn fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yClITJpc4qA/TkILiNbrajI/AAAAAAAABhE/9LZu7YV1Bm0/s1600/P6180733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639082365770492466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yClITJpc4qA/TkILiNbrajI/AAAAAAAABhE/9LZu7YV1Bm0/s320/P6180733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls had so much fun dancing with their ribbon wands. Such a fun night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kcUXOkzQc4/TkILhzu9X9I/AAAAAAAABg8/syiwXJENczg/s1600/P6180717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639082358872039378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kcUXOkzQc4/TkILhzu9X9I/AAAAAAAABg8/syiwXJENczg/s320/P6180717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grannie Frannie and Pa with the Girlies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M745m-sJNK4/TkILhlOapZI/AAAAAAAABg0/VS6qeEo12vk/s1600/P6180711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639082354977449362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M745m-sJNK4/TkILhlOapZI/AAAAAAAABg0/VS6qeEo12vk/s320/P6180711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha. I love it. We have been renting redboxes this summer for recreation! I guess the camera was handy so I took a pic to remember our summer of redboxes on the couch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4Qy8xRyCcc/TkILhtDk_aI/AAAAAAAABgs/6-PTxUDZxbE/s1600/P6180707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639082357079473570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4Qy8xRyCcc/TkILhtDk_aI/AAAAAAAABgs/6-PTxUDZxbE/s320/P6180707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan had so much fun putting this diary of a wimpy kid puzzle together. Thanks Michelle/Vincent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NilK2_Cgpww/TkILhIWaooI/AAAAAAAABgk/2Vt0dAFzoXs/s1600/P6170690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639082347226374786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NilK2_Cgpww/TkILhIWaooI/AAAAAAAABgk/2Vt0dAFzoXs/s320/P6170690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the PG carnival. Holy smokes. It was a hot, hot day. The only ride that Brielle would go on. Ash had fun on the choo choo train and the car, vroom vroom. We had a fun play date with my friend, Natalia, and her kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwkoc8PFtU4/TkIKnRWLggI/AAAAAAAABgc/nh0pfXg4xbE/s1600/P6170660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639081353208889858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwkoc8PFtU4/TkIKnRWLggI/AAAAAAAABgc/nh0pfXg4xbE/s320/P6170660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia, Ethan, and Vincent had a blast going on the big kid rides. Too bad it didn't last longer. It was $3-4 per ride/kid. We enjoyed strawberries and cream after, yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rd4V0gVikWM/TkIKnA9pcQI/AAAAAAAABgU/jSf_UDntu9Y/s1600/P6170658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639081348811026690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rd4V0gVikWM/TkIKnA9pcQI/AAAAAAAABgU/jSf_UDntu9Y/s320/P6170658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I said, Belle was scared of all the rides. It must of been the noise, each ride she sat in the wagon with her hands covering her eyes. If you asked her anything, she would reply with a sad, "Nooo." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cobZNTyTP6A/TkIKmzYKukI/AAAAAAAABgM/eoohaI3g4AY/s1600/P6160643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639081345164163650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cobZNTyTP6A/TkIKmzYKukI/AAAAAAAABgM/eoohaI3g4AY/s320/P6160643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia and Abby, I mean Belle and Ariel! PG princess party was so awesome. I would recommend it to everyone. My fave was the book they sent the princesses home with reminding them of the inner qualities each princess should posess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1kcAcw_AJI/TkIKmkLj61I/AAAAAAAABgE/t1lfXa25mU0/s1600/P6160636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639081341084756818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1kcAcw_AJI/TkIKmkLj61I/AAAAAAAABgE/t1lfXa25mU0/s320/P6160636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls watching the breakfast Elmo video on pbskids.org. Their fave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5Pno1iR70g/TkIKmZ5_v6I/AAAAAAAABf8/MoN_zxgfzxo/s1600/P6100631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639081338326728610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5Pno1iR70g/TkIKmZ5_v6I/AAAAAAAABf8/MoN_zxgfzxo/s320/P6100631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 2 oldest goofballs. Don't even ask!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-373821269856107004?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/373821269856107004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=373821269856107004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/373821269856107004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/373821269856107004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-spree-june-2011.html' title='Blog Spree... June 2011'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5TNA-C-uBU/TkIMv1sMmwI/AAAAAAAABhs/pAp_1PKEoDU/s72-c/P6190746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1999018055428097865</id><published>2011-08-09T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:31:14.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>8 is Great...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjUIpDnQKm8/TkG1K6UGRHI/AAAAAAAABfw/9bCd7dSYRyk/s1600/P6040621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638987407501444210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjUIpDnQKm8/TkG1K6UGRHI/AAAAAAAABfw/9bCd7dSYRyk/s320/P6040621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan with his new set of scriptures Gma Jean gave him. What a lucky kid, even has his name engraved. My sister, Jessica, took a bunch of pictures with her camera but I've yet to get a CD so here are just a few I snapped with our camera! He had so much support from friends and family. Thanks for making his day so special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yEJydbd5byU/TkG1KvG5ZUI/AAAAAAAABfo/sreWEMF0yS4/s1600/P6030612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638987404493284674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yEJydbd5byU/TkG1KvG5ZUI/AAAAAAAABfo/sreWEMF0yS4/s320/P6030612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan trying out his new bike and helmet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-zdcmbsN1o/TkG1KbWsP3I/AAAAAAAABfg/U71T2yp3Qqk/s1600/P6040616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638987399190822770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-zdcmbsN1o/TkG1KbWsP3I/AAAAAAAABfg/U71T2yp3Qqk/s320/P6040616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dressed in White. What a stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzDCtTwDxdc/TkG1KJBN7hI/AAAAAAAABfY/UZP_mSig2HY/s1600/P6020605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638987394268917266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzDCtTwDxdc/TkG1KJBN7hI/AAAAAAAABfY/UZP_mSig2HY/s320/P6020605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a date to the 3D Kung Fu Panda and In and Out. He'll choose a cheeseburger and a milkshake over anything. I tried to talk him into Olive Garden, no sir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1999018055428097865?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1999018055428097865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1999018055428097865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1999018055428097865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1999018055428097865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-is-great.html' title='8 is Great...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjUIpDnQKm8/TkG1K6UGRHI/AAAAAAAABfw/9bCd7dSYRyk/s72-c/P6040621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8658510004106841067</id><published>2011-08-09T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:59:38.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of May!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsS_q6ygUUM/TkFXyGYcnXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/bit7bQrrVEI/s1600/P6010571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638884726662798706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsS_q6ygUUM/TkFXyGYcnXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/bit7bQrrVEI/s320/P6010571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis in law Kristine and I at Smart Cookie. Yum. Love that place! She is also a Stampin' Up demonstrator but we rarely get to stamp because she is so far away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub7dj-igbBA/TkFVsrdxXDI/AAAAAAAABfI/i24jpfU_550/s1600/P6010573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638882434514770994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub7dj-igbBA/TkFVsrdxXDI/AAAAAAAABfI/i24jpfU_550/s320/P6010573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen and Canyon. The girls just love him. Anytime they see a picture of him while checking out their blog, they say "Look, Can-yon!" Same thing with Emerson. They love their England bound cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekE_gb4zab0/TkFVsUsTnAI/AAAAAAAABfA/Wb8M8_sNNtk/s1600/P6020583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638882428401720322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekE_gb4zab0/TkFVsUsTnAI/AAAAAAAABfA/Wb8M8_sNNtk/s320/P6020583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella Blue enjoying the Dance festival at Ethan's school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ol2sCjMVvy0/Tj8NNze-wxI/AAAAAAAABe4/PGuMAsYbOeQ/s1600/P6020581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638239789300761362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ol2sCjMVvy0/Tj8NNze-wxI/AAAAAAAABe4/PGuMAsYbOeQ/s320/P6020581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see Ethan? He is underneath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JY_3XMfX0no/Tj8NNk78qoI/AAAAAAAABew/7c4qU5xqjrM/s1600/P6020589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638239785395726978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JY_3XMfX0no/Tj8NNk78qoI/AAAAAAAABew/7c4qU5xqjrM/s320/P6020589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan is such a stud of a brother. After his dance festival we went to the park for a picnic and some fun. His sisters just love it when "E E" swings them so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlRxTsrnZp0/Tj8LvGfse4I/AAAAAAAABeo/yf6nQmBZHJY/s1600/P5270544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238162316458882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlRxTsrnZp0/Tj8LvGfse4I/AAAAAAAABeo/yf6nQmBZHJY/s320/P5270544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3rd annual Chatterton ping pong smash. Brian took the trophy home again this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MhAKMMChEBA/Tj8Lu74DxeI/AAAAAAAABeg/k2qpBsaPpMA/s1600/P5270547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238159465858530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MhAKMMChEBA/Tj8Lu74DxeI/AAAAAAAABeg/k2qpBsaPpMA/s320/P5270547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph and Boston. We hope they get married when they both get home from their missions. Lydia just loves Boston to pieces (we all do really)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtsVCyPBq2o/Tj8LuqWCIbI/AAAAAAAABeY/jHTHTLCiRtw/s1600/P5260523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238154759741874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtsVCyPBq2o/Tj8LuqWCIbI/AAAAAAAABeY/jHTHTLCiRtw/s320/P5260523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sisters jeepin' in the garage on a cold day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iOlHO_6IXOo/Tj8LuU7JFWI/AAAAAAAABeQ/-KFTJku8By0/s1600/P6010577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238149009806690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iOlHO_6IXOo/Tj8LuU7JFWI/AAAAAAAABeQ/-KFTJku8By0/s320/P6010577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia and Emerson. They are monkeys, no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ft679zZckw/Tj8Lt38-LfI/AAAAAAAABeI/HSxdePIxG9E/s1600/P5290555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638238141232852466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ft679zZckw/Tj8Lt38-LfI/AAAAAAAABeI/HSxdePIxG9E/s320/P5290555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of monkeys... these 2 girls are nothing but trouble when it comes to naptime/playtime/tear the cribs apart time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8658510004106841067?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8658510004106841067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8658510004106841067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8658510004106841067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8658510004106841067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/rest-of-may.html' title='The rest of May!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsS_q6ygUUM/TkFXyGYcnXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/bit7bQrrVEI/s72-c/P6010571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8894624403606381275</id><published>2011-08-07T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T14:23:51.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia graduates preschool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VekOEZvawGc/Tj7x9vU4QVI/AAAAAAAABeA/vEaRGp6SQzU/s1600/P5210510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638209826492793170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VekOEZvawGc/Tj7x9vU4QVI/AAAAAAAABeA/vEaRGp6SQzU/s320/P5210510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia just loves Avery and Kendal (yes, they are twins). The 3 of them were the only girls in their preschool class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HiPeL0WnZvw/Tj7x9SVGa6I/AAAAAAAABd4/gLvLsbWxoA4/s1600/P5210505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638209818709093282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HiPeL0WnZvw/Tj7x9SVGa6I/AAAAAAAABd4/gLvLsbWxoA4/s320/P5210505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this picture. It just shows how excited Lydia was to see Audrey. It is one of those pics that tell a story! Lydi bug just loves her cousins and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gaZFoIrHxmk/Tj7x9BfzKFI/AAAAAAAABdw/AkRZTKZSWwc/s1600/P5210489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638209814190565458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gaZFoIrHxmk/Tj7x9BfzKFI/AAAAAAAABdw/AkRZTKZSWwc/s320/P5210489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia has so many people that love her! Sage, Kira, and Damen came with Grandma Jean to see her special program! Also Anna, Elijah, Nixon, Katie, and Grannie and Pa came but I didn't manage to get a good pic of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFfsj8NhHnc/Tj7x8wKFyJI/AAAAAAAABdo/felrQjyOokQ/s1600/P5210481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638209809536108690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFfsj8NhHnc/Tj7x8wKFyJI/AAAAAAAABdo/felrQjyOokQ/s320/P5210481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the zoo that day with Stevo, Kristine, and their boys that were here from England. It was literally a zoo because it was free for all military and their family. It was cool to see all the displays of dinosaurs throughout. Of course all the girls were scared of the sceery dinos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5OXMaog3TQ/Tj7x8o_7AUI/AAAAAAAABdg/gdV2vj9O5n4/s1600/P5190441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638209807614411074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5OXMaog3TQ/Tj7x8o_7AUI/AAAAAAAABdg/gdV2vj9O5n4/s320/P5190441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 10th anniversary. May is always such a busy time with school ending, parties, programs, family stuff, we went out for dinner and a couples massage. So relaxing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8894624403606381275?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8894624403606381275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8894624403606381275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8894624403606381275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8894624403606381275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/lydia-graduates-preschool.html' title='Lydia graduates preschool!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VekOEZvawGc/Tj7x9vU4QVI/AAAAAAAABeA/vEaRGp6SQzU/s72-c/P5210510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3882206606253255351</id><published>2011-08-07T12:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T13:51:13.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashlyn and Brielle turn 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-04OkFk2D3d4/Tj7m8pIc3fI/AAAAAAAABdY/lMeJXwJIPyk/s1600/P5180433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638197713022279154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-04OkFk2D3d4/Tj7m8pIc3fI/AAAAAAAABdY/lMeJXwJIPyk/s320/P5180433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On their actual birthday, we went to Smart Cookie for their "cakes"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qVWFLyZJi4/Tj7m8YlrvDI/AAAAAAAABdQ/gERpip9Wq6w/s1600/P5180434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638197708581485618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qVWFLyZJi4/Tj7m8YlrvDI/AAAAAAAABdQ/gERpip9Wq6w/s320/P5180434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle trying it out. I'm pretty sure they both just licked the frosting off and the cookie went to waste. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nkAhS5JaFg/Tj7m8A4maVI/AAAAAAAABdI/bsGa9A7URWk/s1600/P5180421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638197702218377554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nkAhS5JaFg/Tj7m8A4maVI/AAAAAAAABdI/bsGa9A7URWk/s320/P5180421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3 girls getting their toes painted. Girls are so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DSRmt_H7SYo/Tj7m7wq4nwI/AAAAAAAABdA/q97RXjNJscQ/s1600/P5180417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638197697865883394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DSRmt_H7SYo/Tj7m7wq4nwI/AAAAAAAABdA/q97RXjNJscQ/s320/P5180417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were so excited to show Dad their "cute toes dad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHuf4w8dSSY/Tj7j93NzgDI/AAAAAAAABc4/lRxABSpQFZA/s1600/P5150309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638194435447816242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHuf4w8dSSY/Tj7j93NzgDI/AAAAAAAABc4/lRxABSpQFZA/s320/P5150309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few days before, we had family over to celebrate. Our neighbors have a horse named Jack. They kindly gave all the kids a ride around the backyard. So nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9VhMte8wUY/Tj7j9hv9Y7I/AAAAAAAABcw/kPuLuQeVAQ4/s1600/P5150318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638194429685490610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9VhMte8wUY/Tj7j9hv9Y7I/AAAAAAAABcw/kPuLuQeVAQ4/s320/P5150318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's the Ethan fellar. I have tons of cute pictures with most of the kids on the horse. The girls love to see horses from inside the car but once they are up close and personal, they want nothing to do with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlCZTpIx1Yo/Tj7j9Th4X-I/AAAAAAAABco/VWyEkCy9RwY/s1600/P5150286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638194425868345314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlCZTpIx1Yo/Tj7j9Th4X-I/AAAAAAAABco/VWyEkCy9RwY/s320/P5150286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saucy sauce trying to sneak some cake before the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_35-5nCWeqU/Tj7j9Ev-P4I/AAAAAAAABcg/k33qO4_pozQ/s1600/P5150301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638194421900918658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_35-5nCWeqU/Tj7j9Ev-P4I/AAAAAAAABcg/k33qO4_pozQ/s320/P5150301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle just love it. Horses and elmo, what else does a girl need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zckxrKhDUE0/Tj7j9IblFDI/AAAAAAAABcY/zU_gIbiIgUY/s1600/P5140285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638194422889124914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zckxrKhDUE0/Tj7j9IblFDI/AAAAAAAABcY/zU_gIbiIgUY/s320/P5140285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lady that made this cake did an awesome job. Her name is Allison Norton and she lives in Highland. Her son was in the class that I did my 3 week field experience in last semester. It was so nice not to have to worry about baking/decorating a cake. Money well spent! She did a great job! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-3882206606253255351?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3882206606253255351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3882206606253255351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3882206606253255351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3882206606253255351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/ashlyn-and-brielle-turn-2.html' title='Ashlyn and Brielle turn 2...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-04OkFk2D3d4/Tj7m8pIc3fI/AAAAAAAABdY/lMeJXwJIPyk/s72-c/P5180433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5399689273486011513</id><published>2011-08-06T12:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T13:30:36.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Slacker! Apr/May 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QwD7JHmADI/Tj2Q8MgOpoI/AAAAAAAABcQ/F2zKd-sx79k/s1600/P5130268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637821672360683138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QwD7JHmADI/Tj2Q8MgOpoI/AAAAAAAABcQ/F2zKd-sx79k/s320/P5130268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We chopped Lydia's hair! She wanted it shorter after, so now it's above her shoulders. So easy to do/brush, but I cannot lie, missing her long locks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ubo_DP4w6C4/Tj2Q7-QX5ZI/AAAAAAAABcI/xBNPwDvVhX8/s1600/P5130270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637821668536083858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ubo_DP4w6C4/Tj2Q7-QX5ZI/AAAAAAAABcI/xBNPwDvVhX8/s320/P5130270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lu Lu's hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnByuBvWzLY/Tj2Q7R5YDXI/AAAAAAAABcA/mRVncVBZOAk/s1600/P5130263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637821656628465010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnByuBvWzLY/Tj2Q7R5YDXI/AAAAAAAABcA/mRVncVBZOAk/s320/P5130263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We read a book called "Yes Day" a few months ago. Cute book. Ethan and Lydia wanted to have one so we picked a day we had nothing on the calendar and Ethan wrote in 'Yes day.' I had to say "YES" to everything. It turned out to be a really fun day. If they asked something I would've said "no" to, I would ask them to rephrase it so I could say YES! (Ex. Ethan wanted to play Wii for 4 hours, after he rephrased it, he was able to play for 1 hour!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXcNpA9zv5s/Tj2P4tPFgOI/AAAAAAAABb4/HG-bjcYWyO4/s1600/P5130258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637820512916046050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXcNpA9zv5s/Tj2P4tPFgOI/AAAAAAAABb4/HG-bjcYWyO4/s320/P5130258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They wanted pancakes with blueberry syrup and powdered sugar for breakfast. YES, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ8LXaiPx5k/Tj2P4ScGdPI/AAAAAAAABbw/6eFy2v0kGsQ/s1600/P5120238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637820505722877170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fZ8LXaiPx5k/Tj2P4ScGdPI/AAAAAAAABbw/6eFy2v0kGsQ/s320/P5120238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Olivia's bday we went to Classic Skating. They allow you to bring your scooters now... so much fun! Ethan about crashed 10 times because he was trying to scoot and dance. Such a goofball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwAgD6ck07M/Tj2P4BhnxDI/AAAAAAAABbo/OFCgZH-lFm0/s1600/P5120220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637820501182628914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwAgD6ck07M/Tj2P4BhnxDI/AAAAAAAABbo/OFCgZH-lFm0/s320/P5120220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My "big helpers" out in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwoGwMn7rgI/Tj2P38b574I/AAAAAAAABbg/wMzPqiInOw4/s1600/P5120214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637820499816476546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwoGwMn7rgI/Tj2P38b574I/AAAAAAAABbg/wMzPqiInOw4/s320/P5120214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you heard how yummy dirt water is off concrete? Just ask Belle and Ash, they'll tell you how good it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mZ4Pak8qJM/Tj2P3v3uqXI/AAAAAAAABbY/kb7eyH17wPA/s1600/P5070191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637820496443517298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mZ4Pak8qJM/Tj2P3v3uqXI/AAAAAAAABbY/kb7eyH17wPA/s320/P5070191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a quick trip to Yuba with Jared's family. It was pretty windy and cold, but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tn431W5JH4/Tj2NyNp12-I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EsePJv-Ybq0/s1600/P5070142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637818202335861730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tn431W5JH4/Tj2NyNp12-I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EsePJv-Ybq0/s320/P5070142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite pic! Lydia and Nixon. Such cute cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XO8Iy8gnhGI/Tj2Nx-bHyqI/AAAAAAAABbI/iWgAIw_jLh0/s1600/P5060115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637818198247590562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XO8Iy8gnhGI/Tj2Nx-bHyqI/AAAAAAAABbI/iWgAIw_jLh0/s320/P5060115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ooopsie. Brielle just loves to play in the toilet. Totally busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbVF4xXFIlY/Tj2NxtDDSqI/AAAAAAAABbA/dvUt5H9mz_k/s1600/P5060089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637818193583229602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LbVF4xXFIlY/Tj2NxtDDSqI/AAAAAAAABbA/dvUt5H9mz_k/s320/P5060089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This big person just loves to be naked. She tears off her clothes, diaper, bed sheets, etc. Oh well, at least she is pretty much potty trained. Ashlyn just saw this pic and said, "that's Saucy mom!" She really thinks her name is Saucy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKFhoP0bpTg/Tj2NxTRZcvI/AAAAAAAABa4/KZMq2Zlqtn8/s1600/P4300075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637818186664080114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKFhoP0bpTg/Tj2NxTRZcvI/AAAAAAAABa4/KZMq2Zlqtn8/s320/P4300075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia, Miss 12 year old, and me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drnSzgkAU2Y/Tj2NxDf_4kI/AAAAAAAABaw/CCDXOScqSqY/s1600/P4300060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637818182430351938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drnSzgkAU2Y/Tj2NxDf_4kI/AAAAAAAABaw/CCDXOScqSqY/s320/P4300060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A week before Mother's day, I took my mom to get her hair done. So embarrassing, but I love her anyways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5399689273486011513?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5399689273486011513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5399689273486011513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5399689273486011513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5399689273486011513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-slacker-aprmay-2011.html' title='Blog Slacker! 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NYC/Bermuda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSuTlcVfYNY/TdsQeApRqkI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vHNaWzAPyt4/s1600/IMGP6472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095868575328834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSuTlcVfYNY/TdsQeApRqkI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vHNaWzAPyt4/s320/IMGP6472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was surprisingly colder than I expected. We wore jackets or coats the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBticafs4-E/TdsQdaR8YXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/og8pIbsQvPM/s1600/IMGP6411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095858276917618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBticafs4-E/TdsQdaR8YXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/og8pIbsQvPM/s320/IMGP6411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this pic, it was taken in the elevator at our hotel in New York. We had so much fun, I want to go back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwnAiL-Y1_s/TdsQdGAVpHI/AAAAAAAABZs/ppU1UkgKkew/s1600/IMGP6535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095852834366578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwnAiL-Y1_s/TdsQdGAVpHI/AAAAAAAABZs/ppU1UkgKkew/s320/IMGP6535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the colors of all the buildings and houses. They were so bright and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwUQnsrERtU/TdsQcjqCPZI/AAAAAAAABZk/7FYW26v07YA/s1600/IMGP6678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095843614014866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwUQnsrERtU/TdsQcjqCPZI/AAAAAAAABZk/7FYW26v07YA/s320/IMGP6678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovin' my man in a suit. Ow Owww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8gdanAo6TE/TdsQb4cVJqI/AAAAAAAABZc/c3WtDynfisY/s1600/IMGP6565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610095832013809314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8gdanAo6TE/TdsQb4cVJqI/AAAAAAAABZc/c3WtDynfisY/s320/IMGP6565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The water and landscapes were amazing. We swam here and it was amazingly COLD! We should have packed wetsuits!! It was super nice laying out in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast in Bermuda in April of 2008. Wow, 3 years have gone by so fast! That was our last big vacation together with no kidlets! It was a lot of fun, we flew into NYC. We spent 2 nights there, and were able to attend Wicked and Legally Blonde broadway shows. My favorite store to shop was H&amp;amp;M and I am ecstatic that Utah is getting one (or so I heard a rumor)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We docked out of Hudson Bay and set sail for Bermuda. It was a whole day to get there, but once there, our ship stayed put the whole week. We rented scooters and traveled to different cities. I was taken back by how friendly and helpful the people were. I was also impressed with the little school kids. They were all out playing for recess and had their school uniforms on, I thought it was darling to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing during the day, we would come back to the ship and get all dressed up for the fancy dinners. Then there was always some fun entertainment, either karaoke, a version of American Idol, stamping, whatev. This is the trip we gained 10 pounds each (okay I'm exaggerating) from eating what we like to call "4th meal." There was food available 24-7 and we took full advantage of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy we were able to go on a cruise, especially because it was paid for. That said, I don't know if we'd want to go on another one! We decided we are the type to fly in, play, and fly back! Maybe in another life I will earn another free cruise!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7090428468167767292?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7090428468167767292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7090428468167767292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7090428468167767292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7090428468167767292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5-nycbermuda.html' title='Day #5... NYC/Bermuda'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSuTlcVfYNY/TdsQeApRqkI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vHNaWzAPyt4/s72-c/IMGP6472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2828214560784064907</id><published>2011-05-23T14:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:15:23.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #4.. A bad habit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Sy7q_MKLKv4/TAnmzX_qE4I/AAAAAAAABsY/85hjeueCmJ8/pimple_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Sy7q_MKLKv4/TAnmzX_qE4I/AAAAAAAABsY/85hjeueCmJ8/pimple_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright. This will be easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am a PICKER. I love to pick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to pick zits, especially juicy ones. I love to pick at my nails. I love to pick anything really. I hate to admit that I usually make the little white head or black heads into a bigger mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a big fan of nose picking, but when needed, I am happy to pick my kids if need be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2828214560784064907?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2828214560784064907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2828214560784064907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2828214560784064907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2828214560784064907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4-bad-habit.html' title='Day #4.. A bad habit!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Sy7q_MKLKv4/TAnmzX_qE4I/AAAAAAAABsY/85hjeueCmJ8/s72-c/pimple_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2889922946907910339</id><published>2011-05-21T19:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:31:28.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #3... My Craziest Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here's the deal. Being slightly crazy myself, if you are a friend of mine, you are automatically a little crazy! The person I had the most pictures of being crazy is my sis sis! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Michelle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a derby girl, a hardworkin' waitress at Mimi's, a doula, my biggest cheerleader (going to school), my sisterly counselor, and one of my best friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YyNHdqC5xBA/TdnsLLfG1wI/AAAAAAAABZA/AWJzLo3ZQ3E/s1600/P4090075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609774487672641282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YyNHdqC5xBA/TdnsLLfG1wI/AAAAAAAABZA/AWJzLo3ZQ3E/s320/P4090075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her with the tutu on her head playing Just Dance with her daughter, Olivia. She is a goofball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aFdSYY6GbZg/TdnsKyPcj5I/AAAAAAAABY4/zASuYnB0hFw/s1600/P4090059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609774480896069522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aFdSYY6GbZg/TdnsKyPcj5I/AAAAAAAABY4/zASuYnB0hFw/s320/P4090059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now here she is doing funny faces with Miss Lydia. She never misses an opportunity for a funny face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_okpoQbc8GU/TdnsKRRPOII/AAAAAAAABYw/gy4cu_oD1ow/s1600/PC160193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609774472045213826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_okpoQbc8GU/TdnsKRRPOII/AAAAAAAABYw/gy4cu_oD1ow/s320/PC160193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe. So cute. I love her and her kids. I didn't have a pic of her and Vincent. But this is her oldest, Olivia who just turned 12! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Fnl5l5mJ1A/TdnnssdVTBI/AAAAAAAABYg/k2_x2Nz3CgM/s1600/twinsbabyshower3-28-09%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-69g_i19Ho7I/TdnnsVLvNbI/AAAAAAAABYY/975paZ0vntU/s1600/twinsbabyshower3-28-09%2B054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609769559653299634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-69g_i19Ho7I/TdnnsVLvNbI/AAAAAAAABYY/975paZ0vntU/s320/twinsbabyshower3-28-09%2B054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Num, num, num!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7mBg13Vtqo/TdnnsLmHZHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/AkQtA3_FIgI/s1600/twinsbabyshower3-28-09%2B051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609769557079581810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7mBg13Vtqo/TdnnsLmHZHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/AkQtA3_FIgI/s320/twinsbabyshower3-28-09%2B051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha. This was at the twins baby shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2889922946907910339?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2889922946907910339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2889922946907910339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2889922946907910339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2889922946907910339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3-my-craziest-friend.html' title='Day #3... My Craziest Friend!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YyNHdqC5xBA/TdnsLLfG1wI/AAAAAAAABZA/AWJzLo3ZQ3E/s72-c/P4090075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5724930912822700967</id><published>2011-05-21T02:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:35:22.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #2... A good memory</title><content type='html'>I think I have an okay memory.  It may be because I take so many pictures that help me remember.  I also record most everything on the calendar.  Anywho, the memory I am going to talk about is the first time I met Jared and our first kiss!  Awe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a checker at Albertsons, a co-worker/friend, Brittany, asked me if I had a boyfriend.  I had just broken up with a long distance boyfriend who lived in California.  I wasn't really wanting a boyfriend but was open to dating.  She first brought a picture of him, I still remember it vividly.  I could pick it out of 1,000 pics if I had to.  First of all, the picture didn't do him justice.  He had a hat on, sunglasses on, and was making a little smirk.  Don't get me wrong, he is hot in a hat and glasses, just hotter in real life!  Before she lined us up, her boyfriend, Scott, had to come to the store to "approve" of me.  I must of passed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan was to meet at Brittany and Scott's apartment in A.F. sometime.  At the time I was working 3 jobs so I had to reschedule a couple of times.  I was a little hesitant because I didn't know Brittany very well but why not?  I drove to her house one day after work.  I am sure I was wearing my favorite brown cordoroy jeans that I later found out Jared couldn't stand.  Actually, I can't remember what I was wearing, fashion definitely wasn't on the top of my priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, there was Jared, otherwise known as Shaggy (I called him that for months and months and still call him Shag when with his friends), Brian, Tim, Scott, and Brittany.  They were all having a good time watching the Jazz game.  Shaggy didn't say much, but I was drawn to his laugh.  He would laugh at his friends comments and had a shy demeanor.  I tried not to stare at him but his lips really stuck out to me.  They were quite red and very moist.  (He is a chapstick-a-holic, always has one in his pocket!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night, we had many more like that.  I dated a few other morons on the side, but liked "Shaggy" the most.  We went camping, hiking, and hung out for a while.  He didn't kiss me for quite sometime.  I wasn't sure if he "liked" me or not.  Finally Scott had to consult him and tell him to make a move.  One night he walked me out to my car from their house and just laid one on me.  It was messy, but fun!  I won't ever forget our first kiss or the first time we met.  Love my man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5724930912822700967?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5724930912822700967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5724930912822700967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5724930912822700967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5724930912822700967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2-good-memory.html' title='Day #2... A good memory'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8411369596282847114</id><published>2011-05-19T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:19:05.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Skipping to Day 10!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGEfBvoK_gM/TdWIXR29DLI/AAAAAAAABYI/yjbAC5Ges40/s1600/P2240134.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/-OGEfBvoK_gM/TdWIXR29DLI/AAAAAAAABYI/yjbAC5Ges40/s320/P2240134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608538844472085682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YXTIaLFMiFk/TdWIWzLzg9I/AAAAAAAABYA/7zBPqSLs69g/s1600/P2260175.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/-YXTIaLFMiFk/TdWIWzLzg9I/AAAAAAAABYA/7zBPqSLs69g/s320/P2260175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608538836238042066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKs1SEB61f8/TdWIWsczjgI/AAAAAAAABX4/r0KIpi5o9kg/s1600/P2200099.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/-GKs1SEB61f8/TdWIWsczjgI/AAAAAAAABX4/r0KIpi5o9kg/s320/P2200099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608538834430299650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U_dGuXdVOw/TdWIWfhNn0I/AAAAAAAABXw/jp2N-7zwoj8/s1600/P2140041.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/--U_dGuXdVOw/TdWIWfhNn0I/AAAAAAAABXw/jp2N-7zwoj8/s320/P2140041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608538830959124290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7UZrooZj0KM/TdWIVx04SuI/AAAAAAAABXo/FKZFmq_GO3A/s1600/P2050005.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/-7UZrooZj0KM/TdWIVx04SuI/AAAAAAAABXo/FKZFmq_GO3A/s320/P2050005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608538818693581538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since it is our &lt;em&gt;TENTH&lt;/em&gt; anniversary I am skipping to #10, a post about someone I've married and plan to spend the rest of my life with.... Jared Lee Adams!!  Love this man.  He is true to himself, honest, humble, hilarious, easy going, loveable, hardworking, and best of all, he &lt;em&gt;LOVES&lt;/em&gt; me and our kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8411369596282847114?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8411369596282847114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8411369596282847114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8411369596282847114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8411369596282847114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/skipping-to-day-10.html' title='Skipping to Day 10!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGEfBvoK_gM/TdWIXR29DLI/AAAAAAAABYI/yjbAC5Ges40/s72-c/P2240134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8584197310898741749</id><published>2011-05-18T23:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:05:34.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>15 interesting facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8aCzwmO2fU/TdSkmwwF8pI/AAAAAAAABXg/zWJ1MF6BxRM/s1600/P4020495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608288421811712658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8aCzwmO2fU/TdSkmwwF8pI/AAAAAAAABXg/zWJ1MF6BxRM/s320/P4020495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this picture was in April, pretty recent right?! We went out on Fran and Todd's new boat. It is sweeeeet! It fits the whole fam, all the siblings and all the grandkids. So fun. We'll be making more memories once the weather decides to cooperate! So 15 interesting facts, here they go in no particular order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The older I get, the more girly I am becoming! I was never into makeup, clothes, nails, hair, etc. in highschool and even before kids. I think the more wrinkly and the more gray hairs I find, the more girly I am becoming. I hope it isn't a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't like in house pets. I think they smell and I don't like extra hair and messes to clean up. I don't care if other people have them. I've just got enough to worry about! That said, we do let our dog sleep inside but my hubby puts him outside when he goes to work, before I wake up. I think it all started when I was pregnant with the twins. I threw up with any kind of wrank smell. One morning I threw up because I smelled dog (back when we had 2), after that, they didn't sleep inside the rest of my pregnancy. Sorry Bolt and Molly, still love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate driving. Really, I do. I wish I could fly to Provo and back. It could be because I've been hit 3 times driving. I frequently make sounds when people pull in front of me or even when others are driving. Sorry about that. It drives me nuts when people don't buckle their kids in, they obviously haven't been hit before and don't realize the HUGE impact an accident can have. I think the worst part of an accident is the after math; dealing with insurance, going to the chiropractor, constant pain, etc. I wouldn't wish a car accident on my worst enemy (hopefully I don't have one anyways). Well, enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love A&amp;amp;W Rootbeer. Yum. I even like Diet A&amp;amp;W RB. I am trying real hard not to drink soda, maybe that is why it is on my mind, I AM DEPRIVED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am in love with my husband. No secret about it. We were made for each other. I am excited that when I finish this post, it will be our 10 year anniversary. WOW. It sure has flown by. We dated for 3 years before we were married, so really 13! He is so funny, confident, real. Love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. While running tonight, I was thinking what a lucky mom I am. Ethan is my little buddy. Lydia is my fun gal pal, I think she could run this house without me. Ashlyn is my little nougat of love. Brielle is my little fireball. They are all so healthy and happy and I feel blessed to be their mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am a total wanna-be dancer. I tried to go to an Adult hip hop class in January but there wasn't enough people so they cancelled it. For now, I'll stick with Just Dance with the kids. It is more fun anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I plan on running my first half marathon in just 3 short weeks. I have been pushing myself and trying to get serious. Why is it so hard to make time for exercise? My friends' work pays her to work out 3x a week for 30 min. each time. Say what? Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Alright, I cannot handle RUDE people. I can understand having a bad day here and there, but to always be rude and act like you are better/more superior, come on, we are all here just trying to survive the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I wear my pink retainers every Sunday night to help keep my teeth straight. I am in need of laser whitening, just don't want to pay big bucks for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have worn sunscreen (almost) everyday since I was 21. Almost 11 years now. I read somewhere that is the best remedy to prevent wrinkles. My favorite is Aveeno positively radiant daily moisturizer 30 spf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My favorite meal is Jared's tilapia or mahi mahi. He marinates it in a teriyaki sauce and serves it with fresh mango salsa and rice. I could eat it every day and never get sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love to bake. My favorite is anything chocolate or sugar cookies. My secret plan has been to open a bakery and sell my cookies. It looks like Smart Cookies beat me to it. Those are some delicious cookies. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I absolutely LOVE being a mom! Some days I feel like a failure and lose my patience. It is so nice to be able to pick up the phone and call my mom, sister, or a friend and vent. I just don't want to be a screamer/yeller mom. Kids don't need or deserve that. I love how my kids are good friends and hope they'll stay close when teenagers and adults. I just love reading books, singing songs, and hanging out with them. They are my little buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I long for the day I get a little scrapbook time in. I have so many unfinished projects. To name a few: Austen's missionary scrapbook, Josh's graduation scrapbook, Granny and Gpa scrapbook, my friends last 4 pages of their scrapbooks, all of my kids and family scrapbooks caught up. Not to mention all the gifts I'd like to make for our moms, and grandparents. They are so fun to look at when complete. Someday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8584197310898741749?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8584197310898741749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8584197310898741749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8584197310898741749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8584197310898741749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/15-interesting-facts-or-9.html' title='15 interesting facts'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8aCzwmO2fU/TdSkmwwF8pI/AAAAAAAABXg/zWJ1MF6BxRM/s72-c/P4020495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-7273182290806235587</id><published>2011-05-18T10:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:08:53.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days</title><content type='html'>I am going to attempt this, I stole this from my friend, Emily's blog, who got it from one of her friends.  We'll see how we both do.  This is for my niece, Olivia, who always checks my blog and says I need to update more often.  Say what?!  I'll be back tonight...get excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - A recent photo of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 - A really good memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 - A picture of you and your craziest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 - A habit that you wish you didn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 - A picture of somewhere you've been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 - A picture that shows your true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 - A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 - A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 09 - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - A picture of the person you have or will be marrying/being with in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - Your celebrity crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - A picture of something you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - A picture of something you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - Picture of someone you could never imagine your life without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - Your favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 - A picture of the cast of your favourite show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 - A picture of someone you miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - A picture of something that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - A picture that confuses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 - A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - Another picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 - A picture of something that means alot to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - A picture of something your afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 - A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 - Who are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7273182290806235587?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7273182290806235587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7273182290806235587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7273182290806235587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7273182290806235587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-days.html' title='30 Days'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5813262808489627375</id><published>2011-05-17T19:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:35:57.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>Where to start?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWINS:  Busy bees.  They are non-stop.  They turn 2 tomorrow.  I keep waiting for them to get easier, but it hasn't yet, if anything harder.  They are independent, know what they want, and how to get it.  Brielle has her big smile, Ashlyn has her sweet voice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to potty train because they seemed interested.  I started them together thinking it would be easier.  Nothing is easier with twins, why would I think otherwise?! Brielle was the first one to go, Ash was being scared.  I asked other twin moms for advice and they thought doing one at a time was best.  We bought some cute little pink frog toilets and Elmo potty time, we were set.  After a few days of cleaning up accident after accident, decided we'd take a break.  Now Brielle isn't really showing an interest and Ashlyn likes to be naked all day.  Ashlyn will either say she needs to go pee pee on elmo (toilet seat) or will pee on the frog.  If I am not right there to get the pee, she'll bring it to me.  I was trying to read on the couch (funny I know) and she was bringing it and tripped on a pillow and woops, the pee went all over me.  So fun, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYDI LOU: Sassy.  Big helper.  Loud.  Her preschool graduation is this Saturday.  She will be in kindergarten in the Fall.  She acts shy for a minute but once you get her talking, she is a chatter box (wonder where she gets that from)!  She loves to play with her cousins, be outside, and be the boss.  She is always telling Ethan what and how to do everything.  He acts annoyed, but I think he needs the direction sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETHAN:  Almost 8.  He still loves his video games, his new favorite computer games are poptropica and monkey quest.  He says when he turns 9, he wants a poptropica party.  Umm, okay.  For his 8th bday he wanted a diary of a wimpy kid party.  We'll see.  He is getting baptized on his birthday, June 4th.  Pretty cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides going crazy, I am loving being out of school for the summer.  It is nice keeping up on laundry and cooking for my man once in a while.  The day of my last post (March 11) Jared broke his collar bone.  He had broken it once before and it just snapped right where it healed last time.  He has a killer scar from his surgery.  He took 6 weeks off of work and is now working more than ever.  I miss his help around here.  We are celebrating our 10 year anniversary (May 19) with a couples massage.  So excited.  We want to go to Cabo sometime, just haven't planned it yet.  I am doing the UV 1/2 marathon on June 11th.  I don't know what I was thinking.  Oh well.  Something to cross off the bucket list.  Well, it is time to run, fun to be lazy and write a blog post.  We'll see if I can do it once a week, I can hear you laughing now.  Ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5813262808489627375?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5813262808489627375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5813262808489627375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5813262808489627375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5813262808489627375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/05/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2813687998353693285</id><published>2011-03-13T22:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:18:56.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A few December pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBYVz0SA2lI/TX2Vm7Hax4I/AAAAAAAABWg/Hcct77jZqhs/s1600/PC150169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583783608945657730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBYVz0SA2lI/TX2Vm7Hax4I/AAAAAAAABWg/Hcct77jZqhs/s320/PC150169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia will play outside anytime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sBVoLobnnn4/TX2Vmf_4DuI/AAAAAAAABWY/vM8RyTW4r7M/s1600/PC150172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583783601666264802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sBVoLobnnn4/TX2Vmf_4DuI/AAAAAAAABWY/vM8RyTW4r7M/s320/PC150172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Snoooow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxEkFWfChhM/TX2VmDW5HoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0oeLIGebsH4/s1600/PC150171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583783593978175106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxEkFWfChhM/TX2VmDW5HoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/0oeLIGebsH4/s320/PC150171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella Roos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6WfhWlnmxg/TX2VlwTBBgI/AAAAAAAABWI/K7gAmNidAUE/s1600/PC120153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583783588861642242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6WfhWlnmxg/TX2VlwTBBgI/AAAAAAAABWI/K7gAmNidAUE/s320/PC120153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having fun in the box....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uc-dsWQFSw/TX2VlSOiRPI/AAAAAAAABWA/4xy-G_Y3qCw/s1600/PC120156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583783580789785842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uc-dsWQFSw/TX2VlSOiRPI/AAAAAAAABWA/4xy-G_Y3qCw/s320/PC120156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; until Belle decides she needs to bite Ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmN7-3CRlCE/TX2T_FAJ5_I/AAAAAAAABV4/RUrnYlbtpbU/s1600/PC010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583781824893151218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmN7-3CRlCE/TX2T_FAJ5_I/AAAAAAAABV4/RUrnYlbtpbU/s320/PC010002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn just loves hats!  We were playing Elefun one day, she thought the butterfly net was a hat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ez3bF7SB9U/TX2T-y3f9pI/AAAAAAAABVw/ykKBaoh9i_o/s1600/PC010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583781820025009810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ez3bF7SB9U/TX2T-y3f9pI/AAAAAAAABVw/ykKBaoh9i_o/s320/PC010007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watch out for Brielle!  She's thinking up her next plan of attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYa_d28vKk0/TX2T-s_SPTI/AAAAAAAABVo/KSmLqleRlrg/s1600/PC030035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583781818447052082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYa_d28vKk0/TX2T-s_SPTI/AAAAAAAABVo/KSmLqleRlrg/s320/PC030035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe.  So in love!  How did I get so lucky? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0S_HHBBW1M/TX2T-aV17uI/AAAAAAAABVg/zzbLq7cI2Vc/s1600/PC020026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583781813441392354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0S_HHBBW1M/TX2T-aV17uI/AAAAAAAABVg/zzbLq7cI2Vc/s320/PC020026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My lil' hot cocoa lovers.  They would drink hot cocoa in the summer if I'd let them!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2813687998353693285?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2813687998353693285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2813687998353693285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2813687998353693285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2813687998353693285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-december-pics.html' title='A few December pics!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBYVz0SA2lI/TX2Vm7Hax4I/AAAAAAAABWg/Hcct77jZqhs/s72-c/PC150169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5847477355123920877</id><published>2011-03-11T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:01:18.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are still alive 3-11-11!</title><content type='html'>Here is a quick update of our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared: One word. AMAZING! He is such a hard worker, at work and at home. He picks up the girls from daycare everyday after working, picks up the messes we made in the morning getting ready, and usually takes care of dinner as well. His current "project" is tearing out our bathrooms and putting in tile and new vanity tops. I love that he is always so busy. We all reap the benefits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie: One word. BUSY. Not only physically, but mentally. When I'm not doing homework, I am thinking about it. I am super excited to do 3 weeks of student teaching at Ridgeline Elementary. Then, just 2 weeks of papers and finals and the summer will begin! I can't wait to play with the kids and keep up on "mom" stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: One word. PAIN. All the sudden Ethan thinks he is the most picked on kid EVER. Maybe being the only boy is wearing on him. It's a hard life I'm sure. He does well in school, and loves to read. He read 160 pgs. of Diary of a Wimpy Kid in one day. He is now working on the DWK Journal, but he calls it a Diary. He even wrote a note and taped it to his journal. "Let's get one thing strate, this is a diary, not a journal." He cracks me up. He especially takes great joy in bugging Lydia. Telling her she has a "boyfriend" and spitting water in her face (but it was an accident). Anyways, I love the fellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: One word. ANGEL. Seriously, do I know this girl? She makes me so happy. She is the first one up everyday and is so independent. I can already tell she is going to be a great mom. If you ask her what she wants to be when she grows up, it's a princess, a mom, and a doctor. We'll see if that is still the case when she finds out how much school she has to do. She is so concerned about the well being of her sisters. Anytime Brielle is on the counter, she lets me know with a scream. She cleans her room, reads books to the babies, and is just my little sweetheart. This morning she was asking about a new girl that moved in across the street. I told her the Mom's name and then she said so "the girl" is THE sweetheart! She assumed because I call her sweetheart, that all daughters are sweethearts. Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn: SAUCY. She is a little parrot these days. Loves to say "geez dad" and make goofy faces. She is starting to stand up to her "sis, shis" and will occasionally give her a smack when needed. We are so lucky to have this little blessing in our fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brielle: GOOFBALL. She is non-stop. If she isn't on the counter she is busy tearing up something. I love that she has to hold her belly button when she drinks her "baba." She is talking a little bit more, but mostly just smiles her big Belle smile that gets her out of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5847477355123920877?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5847477355123920877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5847477355123920877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5847477355123920877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5847477355123920877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-still-alive.html' title='We are still alive 3-11-11!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1681053184112580541</id><published>2011-02-02T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:21:12.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2010 Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSotnIMOn8I/AAAAAAAABQw/uWT2QO4K0Dc/s1600/PB250115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560306840179220418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSotnIMOn8I/AAAAAAAABQw/uWT2QO4K0Dc/s320/PB250115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanksgiving Day at Granny and Grandpa Eyre's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSop0LdWqFI/AAAAAAAABQo/fl9p1rpIx6U/s1600/PB280124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560302666348144722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSop0LdWqFI/AAAAAAAABQo/fl9p1rpIx6U/s320/PB280124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn's new name is "SAUCE" or Saucey. She gets it from eating fries, she has to have sauce to dip it of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSopz9fn8-I/AAAAAAAABQg/42B5vxtb-yI/s1600/PB210060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560302662599570402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSopz9fn8-I/AAAAAAAABQg/42B5vxtb-yI/s320/PB210060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Lydia's big ol' snowman and the baby snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSopzjwz_nI/AAAAAAAABQY/mnuekfiZHnw/s1600/PB040413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560302655692340850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSopzjwz_nI/AAAAAAAABQY/mnuekfiZHnw/s320/PB040413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The babies' first time making sugar cookies. They LOVE it. They sat in their high chairs and were memorized by the beaters. They were such big helpers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSopzeINxMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/28EQ9CNzorQ/s1600/PB010385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560302654179886274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSopzeINxMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/28EQ9CNzorQ/s320/PB010385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One nice November day we met my friend, Corina and her kiddos at the zoo. Lydia had so much fun playing with her new gal pal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonE4D_52I/AAAAAAAABQI/L44-oUK_Do8/s1600/PB200051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560299654664415074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonE4D_52I/AAAAAAAABQI/L44-oUK_Do8/s320/PB200051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Mike and Erins the Saturday before Thanksgiving. We had a nice dinner with the bro's and sisters. Michelle with Belle and me with Saucey sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonEv0fbmI/AAAAAAAABQA/qMViFtF6at0/s1600/PB220070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560299652451888738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonEv0fbmI/AAAAAAAABQA/qMViFtF6at0/s320/PB220070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin, Allegra makes the cutest headbands ever. I ordered some from her (see top family picture) and she sent me 2 bonus ones. What the heck! So nice. I am actually just happy that I have them both in the same picture. They are too busy these days to sit for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonEUKPL8I/AAAAAAAABP4/ZytK4dxxQ5A/s1600/PB090018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560299645026906050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonEUKPL8I/AAAAAAAABP4/ZytK4dxxQ5A/s320/PB090018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boy. My big grown up boy. Such a nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonD5yE6FI/AAAAAAAABPw/Vr72CFj17ZA/s1600/PB010398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560299637946247250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSonD5yE6FI/AAAAAAAABPw/Vr72CFj17ZA/s320/PB010398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The babies' couldn't get enough of the water globe thing at Hogle zoo. They were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSolqoiRsZI/AAAAAAAABPo/VUtb4RbeZK8/s1600/PB060002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560298104308216210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSolqoiRsZI/AAAAAAAABPo/VUtb4RbeZK8/s320/PB060002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've always thought my youngest brother Elijah was a mini me of Jared. What do you think? Ethan just loves it when Elijah comes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSolqJ7qaJI/AAAAAAAABPg/2FCwJzocqR4/s1600/PB060427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560298096093194386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSolqJ7qaJI/AAAAAAAABPg/2FCwJzocqR4/s320/PB060427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe. My little Anna Banana. Jared snapped this pic in the backyard one beautiful November Saturday. We were working on her scrapbook for Young Womens in Excellence and we didn't have a picture of the 2 of us. She is such a big help, we love it when "Nanie" comes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSolpRopg0I/AAAAAAAABPY/8FPrSGPLPVQ/s1600/PB030408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560298080981058370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSolpRopg0I/AAAAAAAABPY/8FPrSGPLPVQ/s320/PB030408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watch out. Lydia shooting the guns at Cabela's. She had her preschool field trip there and we made it to the very end of it. I think I'll chalk that trip up to the worst public scene ever with her. I can't even remember the details now, which is probably good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1681053184112580541?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1681053184112580541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1681053184112580541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1681053184112580541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1681053184112580541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/01/november-2010-recap.html' title='November 2010 Recap'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSotnIMOn8I/AAAAAAAABQw/uWT2QO4K0Dc/s72-c/PB250115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8003698392547527601</id><published>2011-01-11T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:57:42.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 2010 Recap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason a few of the pics from Halloween didn't show up so I just readded them!  "The things that make ya go hum!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6EefLv4yI/AAAAAAAABUE/g3TuUAeFleE/s1600/PA300287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561528249150858018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6EefLv4yI/AAAAAAAABUE/g3TuUAeFleE/s320/PA300287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's my cute Grandma and Grandpa Hood (my moms parents) with our kiddos.  They just love to see all the kids on Halloween, she even gives out yummy chocolate and caramels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6Ed45Hw0I/AAAAAAAABT8/M6UP7eppqlc/s1600/PA310338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561528238872183618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6Ed45Hw0I/AAAAAAAABT8/M6UP7eppqlc/s320/PA310338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha.  A front view of the little bugs with their Granny and Grandpa "Grape."&lt;br /&gt;(Jared's moms parents).  It was fun to visit with them, they are so kind and generous.  They gave the kids big candy bars which my thighs enjoyed so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6Eds7GA6I/AAAAAAAABT0/BqNkd4-9YW0/s1600/PA300283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561528235659232162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6Eds7GA6I/AAAAAAAABT0/BqNkd4-9YW0/s320/PA300283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the Chatterton Clan before we went to Mimi's for some lunch and to visit my Michellee Bellee!&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I realize I am months behind in blogging and probably will be for the rest of my life! I now have 2 reflection blogs for 2 of my education classes I have to manage as well, so umm ya, I might not be blogging so much!! ... But I love to read yours!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO9gednrI/AAAAAAAABTQ/_5xUO1YBCI0/s1600/PA310357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560343508538990258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO9gednrI/AAAAAAAABTQ/_5xUO1YBCI0/s320/PA310357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such cuties, at Grannie Frannies Halloween party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO9b0sh5I/AAAAAAAABTI/QSnn95vp1aA/s1600/PA310361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560343507290064786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO9b0sh5I/AAAAAAAABTI/QSnn95vp1aA/s320/PA310361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girlies.&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO86IyP4I/AAAAAAAABTA/vpkkulkD5oQ/s1600/PA280221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560343498247520130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO86IyP4I/AAAAAAAABTA/vpkkulkD5oQ/s320/PA280221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia and me as Snow White for her Preschool Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO8sLIiTI/AAAAAAAABS4/n15M2PXYXsc/s1600/PA240116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560343494499273010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpO8sLIiTI/AAAAAAAABS4/n15M2PXYXsc/s320/PA240116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Deer Hunting Boys 2010.&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJmYdfkFI/AAAAAAAABSw/__HWc3fzvME/s1600/PA300252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560337613692309586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJmYdfkFI/AAAAAAAABSw/__HWc3fzvME/s320/PA300252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cruella Deville with 2 of her puppies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJmEMDrkI/AAAAAAAABSo/t_6kFh6zYU0/s1600/PA300246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560337608250469954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJmEMDrkI/AAAAAAAABSo/t_6kFh6zYU0/s320/PA300246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Aunt Dawn after her 1/2 marathon on Sat. Yes, she wore that the whole time. Love it.&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJl__R-oI/AAAAAAAABSg/FcS2l0qXG5g/s1600/PA280191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560337607123139202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJl__R-oI/AAAAAAAABSg/FcS2l0qXG5g/s320/PA280191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 2 little stinkers, oh I mean ladybugs, escaping to the park.&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJlShpYII/AAAAAAAABSY/L8PM4VWHxVo/s1600/PA140308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560337594919248002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpJlShpYII/AAAAAAAABSY/L8PM4VWHxVo/s320/PA140308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trafalga Fun. Lydia, Nixon, Vincent, Ethan, and Anna.&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE82JPLoI/AAAAAAAABSQ/2WUB0baxe4c/s1600/PA270153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560332502059396738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE82JPLoI/AAAAAAAABSQ/2WUB0baxe4c/s320/PA270153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pirate Jean with her lil' mateys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE8TDeGEI/AAAAAAAABSI/90dlPrN-acw/s1600/PA280187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560332492639967298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE8TDeGEI/AAAAAAAABSI/90dlPrN-acw/s320/PA280187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little princess. She looks different with Black hair, hope she doesn't dye it when she's older. ...My worst fear!&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE8NYU-CI/AAAAAAAABSA/SadbS91NPtg/s1600/PA290226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560332491116836898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE8NYU-CI/AAAAAAAABSA/SadbS91NPtg/s320/PA290226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sceeeeeeeery Ethan. He's too happy to be scary!&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE7j7S0bI/AAAAAAAABR4/ekunaalQUCI/s1600/PA230100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560332479989207474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSpE7j7S0bI/AAAAAAAABR4/ekunaalQUCI/s320/PA230100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared with his Dad and brothers. So happy to be outdoors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8afQq_KI/AAAAAAAABRw/cC4vr6m1zoY/s1600/PA310347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323115707989154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8afQq_KI/AAAAAAAABRw/cC4vr6m1zoY/s320/PA310347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love it. Jared dressed up for a whole 5 minutes this year. He was just so itchy!&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8aAmJsNI/AAAAAAAABRo/T2JzbdO4sag/s1600/PA220081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323107476582610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8aAmJsNI/AAAAAAAABRo/T2JzbdO4sag/s320/PA220081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fave. Love that Jared takes Ethan to do "manly" stuff. I love that Ethan loves the Deer Hunt as much as his Dad and Grandpa. This was his 3rd year (although last year he got sick so I had to go pick him up the 1st day).&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8Z2LabyI/AAAAAAAABRg/9hxNgz8mFhs/s1600/PA210047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323104680079138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8Z2LabyI/AAAAAAAABRg/9hxNgz8mFhs/s320/PA210047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pirate Jean delivered an important drug free message to each class. We stood in front of the Pledges at Lehi Elem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LET YOUR TRUE COLORS SHINE DRUG FREE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8ZejnoVI/AAAAAAAABRY/fvbat1hOpQ4/s1600/PA210004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323098339156306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSo8ZejnoVI/AAAAAAAABRY/fvbat1hOpQ4/s320/PA210004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy hair day! Lydia had so much fun going to the school each day for all the activities. (I was in charge of Red Ribbon this year and last, it was AWESOME! One day she even got to go to Afternoon Kindergarten. She was beaming.&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSozO7aa1VI/AAAAAAAABRQ/_KtQBh7ExGY/s1600/PA130281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560313021501986130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSozO7aa1VI/AAAAAAAABRQ/_KtQBh7ExGY/s320/PA130281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Levi, Becca and their kids the day he was sworn in as an attorney. Let me know if you need his digits! We went to Buca afterwards. Yum!&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/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSozOhZc5NI/AAAAAAAABRI/gqsZzR40Fw0/s1600/PA130272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560313014518605010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSozOhZc5NI/AAAAAAAABRI/gqsZzR40Fw0/s320/PA130272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best "in laws" EVER! I am so lucky. I just adore Fran and love them as my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSozN32pirI/AAAAAAAABQ4/sj_OGvTdX-c/s1600/PA080183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560313003366779570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSozN32pirI/AAAAAAAABQ4/sj_OGvTdX-c/s320/PA080183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wuz up Homey?! Vincent at In N Out in AF. Love this kid.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8003698392547527601?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8003698392547527601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8003698392547527601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8003698392547527601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8003698392547527601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/01/october-2010-recap.html' title='October 2010 Recap!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TS6EefLv4yI/AAAAAAAABUE/g3TuUAeFleE/s72-c/PA300287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2716823852065389726</id><published>2011-01-09T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:38:09.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Elder Sweeten!  Oct. 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSqW45x5oLI/AAAAAAAABTY/t_FQtF9oDec/s1600/PA090190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560422594269257906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSqW45x5oLI/AAAAAAAABTY/t_FQtF9oDec/s320/PA090190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Lydia had so much fun making their sign!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwf_Nz7DI/AAAAAAAABOQ/vAslV-7KoOc/s1600/PA090210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541099348885236786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwf_Nz7DI/AAAAAAAABOQ/vAslV-7KoOc/s320/PA090210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picking up Austen at the Airport!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(What's with random guy behind us?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwfruJ8EI/AAAAAAAABOI/bseMngOYUSg/s1600/PA100242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541099343652188226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwfruJ8EI/AAAAAAAABOI/bseMngOYUSg/s320/PA100242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day. Fran and Todd went to Cambodia to pick him up and brought all the grandkids these cool robes. Brielle did not like hers one bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwfMxdQEI/AAAAAAAABOA/RvcU0FHFPCQ/s1600/PA170326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541099335344537666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwfMxdQEI/AAAAAAAABOA/RvcU0FHFPCQ/s320/PA170326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the happy fellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwe6h8bgI/AAAAAAAABN4/1YxMcT7_e-E/s1600/PA170342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541099330447633922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOXwe6h8bgI/AAAAAAAABN4/1YxMcT7_e-E/s320/PA170342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a HOT sizzlin' bunch of girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allegra, Whitney, Pixie, Jessie, Natalie, and Ruby.&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/848401966745952390-2716823852065389726?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2716823852065389726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2716823852065389726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2716823852065389726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2716823852065389726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-home-elder-sweeten-oct-2010.html' title='Welcome Home Elder Sweeten!  Oct. 2010'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TSqW45x5oLI/AAAAAAAABTY/t_FQtF9oDec/s72-c/PA090190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5309209077945384126</id><published>2010-11-17T21:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:27:49.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geez Louise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSog8VR23I/AAAAAAAABNw/fGXBVrF04lk/s1600/PA260130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540738725477210994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSog8VR23I/AAAAAAAABNw/fGXBVrF04lk/s320/PA260130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First of all, I love this picture because Ashlyn is clobbering Brielle for once.  It is usually the other way around.  Brielle has bullying tendancies like biting, pinching, poking, head bonking, pulling hair, etc.  I was excited to catch this on camera for Ash's sake, finally getting a little revenge on her sister!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnMq58kmI/AAAAAAAABNo/LwbKvSPGC48/s1600/PA150316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540737277690155618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnMq58kmI/AAAAAAAABNo/LwbKvSPGC48/s320/PA150316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All right Mom, I HATE THIS COSTUME!  Get it off NOW!  -Brielle-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnMPShWYI/AAAAAAAABNg/jCBsz_Ejs3g/s1600/PA150312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540737270277036418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnMPShWYI/AAAAAAAABNg/jCBsz_Ejs3g/s320/PA150312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No seriously Mom, what Belle said, THIS SNIFFS!  -Ashlyn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnLpTBO4I/AAAAAAAABNY/-pfMelD15Q0/s1600/PA060167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540737260078578562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnLpTBO4I/AAAAAAAABNY/-pfMelD15Q0/s320/PA060167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, life is good, I can walk around in my oobee slippers.  The girls are seriously obsessed with shoes.  Especially dirty ones.  The first thing they go to play with each day is the shoe basket, they love to chew on them, drag them around the house, and now they love to stomp around in their shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnLZPSimI/AAAAAAAABNQ/S8q1QWyCQTU/s1600/PA020159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540737255767968354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSnLZPSimI/AAAAAAAABNQ/S8q1QWyCQTU/s320/PA020159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooh la la.  A new pair of shoes to stomp around in.  Ash finds Anna's church shoes to stomp around in.  They are so funny with their shoes.  When I say it is time to put their shoes on, they hurry over to sit on the stairs for me to put them on.  I guess it is never too early to have a love for shoes!  It is seriously a new adventure every minute with these girlies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5309209077945384126?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5309209077945384126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5309209077945384126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5309209077945384126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5309209077945384126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/11/geez-louise.html' title='Geez Louise'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TOSog8VR23I/AAAAAAAABNw/fGXBVrF04lk/s72-c/PA260130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3279156139318657434</id><published>2010-10-25T03:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T03:00:18.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10/25/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVE4JPg7PI/AAAAAAAABNA/nmEcB0rAdUQ/s1600/Adams+(6+of+10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531903448638876914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVE4JPg7PI/AAAAAAAABNA/nmEcB0rAdUQ/s320/Adams+(6+of+10).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Sass a Frass Lydia Jean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDf9Wn-oI/AAAAAAAABMw/qjzfcB3tL4Y/s1600/P9190210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531901933618985602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDf9Wn-oI/AAAAAAAABMw/qjzfcB3tL4Y/s320/P9190210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our mini get away to Snowbird.  Loved every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDfrPgChI/AAAAAAAABMo/GpNIGrVpi_k/s1600/P9020054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531901928757266962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDfrPgChI/AAAAAAAABMo/GpNIGrVpi_k/s320/P9020054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia pulling faces making her sisters chuckle!  She is too cute with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDfQ1fwsI/AAAAAAAABMg/fiL6nVoohqs/s1600/PA200363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531901921668874946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDfQ1fwsI/AAAAAAAABMg/fiL6nVoohqs/s320/PA200363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan taking off his crazy socks after Sock it to Drugs Day at school!  He's just "too embarrassed" to take a picture with them on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDfKpdcOI/AAAAAAAABMY/S6NwhJADPhY/s1600/PA110263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531901920007778530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVDfKpdcOI/AAAAAAAABMY/S6NwhJADPhY/s320/PA110263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The happy girlies.  I don't know what we'll do when it's too cold to play outside.  They try to sneak out the door any chance they get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia had her first Primary Program yesterday. She sang the songs so well. We didn't make it to the Practice on Saturday and I had no idea what her part was but in the microphone it sounded like "&lt;em&gt;I can tie my shoes&lt;/em&gt;." I asked her teacher afterwards and her part was "I can tell the truth." So, kinda close! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan went Deer Hunting with Jared and his family over the weekend. They had a lot of fun. Here are just a few of his comments that stick out to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Did you eat good food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan: Yes, I ate Beef Soup, but I didn't eat all of it, just the beef and the carrots. But my favorite meal was the Steak that Grandpa made. It was so SAUCY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was a good break for Ethan and Lydia, they usually get along so well but have been bickering with each other lately. They just played and laughed the whole night. Here is some of their conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia: Ethan, do you want to see the fort I made?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan: I am very&lt;em&gt; impressed&lt;/em&gt; Lydia. I can help you make it bigger &lt;em&gt;indeed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashlyn has the cutest run, she books it when you say "Baba night night!" Her favorite words are &lt;em&gt;horse &amp;amp; bobby&lt;/em&gt;. She said &lt;em&gt;spooky&lt;/em&gt; once but now when I tell her to say it she just laughs! She will give Brielle pats on the head when she cries. It is so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brielle is into everything, she loves to reach up on her tippie toes and grab anything she can. She also has a shoe fettish, along with Ash. They love to scamper around in everyone elses shoes. Brielle also likes to inflict pain, she is a biter and a pincher, when you say OW she just laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am seriously the happiest mom, I am so thankful for my family. I hate to say it because I'm probably jinxing myself, but the twins are finally getting a little easier. They are really good friends and laugh and babble on and on to each other. I hope it stays that way. Lydia always makes them laugh by being her kooky self. Ethan amazes me how kind hearted he is and always knows how to make my day. I missed Jared so much when he was gone for 3 days and 2 nights! I don't think I could've done it another day, so glad they came home early! He is so hands on with the kids and is a better housekeeper than I am! Lydia and I had a lot of fun making crafts and playing with cousins Sage, Kira, Damen, Vincent, Anna, Elijah, and Gma Jean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-3279156139318657434?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3279156139318657434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3279156139318657434' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3279156139318657434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3279156139318657434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/10/10252010.html' title='10/25/2010'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TMVE4JPg7PI/AAAAAAAABNA/nmEcB0rAdUQ/s72-c/Adams+(6+of+10).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8915537303173423476</id><published>2010-09-04T23:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:48:11.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved as a Draft?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3lnDTbfI/AAAAAAAABBQ/no302GtuPFM/s1600/P5030055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476367897415871986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3lnDTbfI/AAAAAAAABBQ/no302GtuPFM/s320/P5030055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well this is kind of a random post because these pictures were from end of April, first of May, I must have uploaded my pictures and then forgot about them and then the computer shut down and voila, just found them 4 months later as a draft post!  So although these pictures are older, they are still cute!  They played in this laundry basket for quite a while.  Isn't it amazing how much fun you can have in a basket or a box?  They were content for so long then I took them on a ride around the kitchen which was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3lNPIqDI/AAAAAAAABBI/-D4pJfaxbl4/s1600/P5030068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476367890486175794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3lNPIqDI/AAAAAAAABBI/-D4pJfaxbl4/s320/P5030068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to admit, I splurged on these cute shoes at Journeys Kids.  What can I say, I am a sucker for shoes.  I put them on to take a few pics and they really didn't care for them, not to mention the red marks they left on their feet after wearing them for 10 minutes. I ended up returning them and getting my $50 back.  My favorite shoes for them have been the Pedipeds.  They are so comfy and whenever I say "SHOES" they run and sit on the stairs to put them on.  They might love their shoes as much as I love mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3kefi5SI/AAAAAAAABBA/h4--40gLIUY/s1600/P5030062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476367877938537762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3kefi5SI/AAAAAAAABBA/h4--40gLIUY/s320/P5030062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle just loves her Bolt dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3j1xdXeI/AAAAAAAABA4/BvGKttI41rw/s1600/P5010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476367867007819234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3j1xdXeI/AAAAAAAABA4/BvGKttI41rw/s320/P5010048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn was happy with whatever she just ate!  She had 6 teeth by the time she was 6 months.  Crazy kid.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8915537303173423476?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8915537303173423476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8915537303173423476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8915537303173423476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8915537303173423476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/09/saved-as-draft.html' title='Saved as a Draft?'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S__3lnDTbfI/AAAAAAAABBQ/no302GtuPFM/s72-c/P5030055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8308308910991182069</id><published>2010-09-04T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:34:49.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brielle Mae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM1ARQkfI/AAAAAAAABL4/LoXKFz5mUAg/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513264473576608242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM1ARQkfI/AAAAAAAABL4/LoXKFz5mUAg/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These were taken back in April, I love the soft look she has on her face.  She is my little mini me in more ways than one!  She loves everyone, all the kids at the bus stop, she likes to point her finger at people and she'll laugh if you touch it back with your finger.  She loves to play with her brother and sisters.  She will bring me a tutu to put on her so she can dance.  She is a total riot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM0iYq_YI/AAAAAAAABLw/nyMVjL6ok8w/s1600/IMG_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513264465554636162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM0iYq_YI/AAAAAAAABLw/nyMVjL6ok8w/s320/IMG_0434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my faves, can't get enough of her chubby little features.  She's got a smile and laugh thats bigger than her cry (and that is hard to beat)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM0KCFBvI/AAAAAAAABLo/bibLhQBfBoY/s1600/P7290136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513264459017422578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM0KCFBvI/AAAAAAAABLo/bibLhQBfBoY/s320/P7290136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jareds' nickname for her his "Hoolley" or "Hoolley Boolley."  This picture kind of explains what a hoolley is... kinda goofy and sporatic I suppose.  If you stick out your tongue at her, she will stick hers in and out, in and out all crazy.  Total goofball material!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMMz6xr32I/AAAAAAAABLg/pqu9ismf6p0/s1600/P7260107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513264454922133346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMMz6xr32I/AAAAAAAABLg/pqu9ismf6p0/s320/P7260107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is hands down the more sleepy sister.  She loves nap and bedtime.  She'll sometimes hump her sheet when I lay her down.  I was too slow cleaning up lunch one day so she just got comfy in her high chair.  I couldn't resist a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMKNlW-QUI/AAAAAAAABLQ/aBZyr_IqgRw/s1600/P7030131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513261597314662722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMKNlW-QUI/AAAAAAAABLQ/aBZyr_IqgRw/s320/P7030131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know the cry I was talking about above.. insert a big loud one right here!  I can't remember what I took away but it really made her scream and I thought it was funny.  She can't function without something in her mouth, preferably something really dirty and small: rocks, rhinestones off of my shirts/hats, Jared's work shoes, dirt, my little pet shop animals, pretty much anything and everything!  Last Saturday Jared and I noticed a silver thing in her upper palate right next to her front tooth.  Our first thoughts was that it was a cavity but it wasn't in the tooth, more in the gums.  I freaked out to say the least and luckily we have a pediatric dentist in our ward, who is AWESOME to say the least (Jared Pearson) so I called him and he told me to come right over.  He used his little tool they use to scrape in between your teeth and your gums, kind of a pick looking tool and got it right out.  It was a tiny rhinestone she had stuck in her mouth.  Eeks.  He didn't think it had caused too much pain because it wasn't infected around the area yet so it was probably just in there a few days.  Phewie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMKNXjCWiI/AAAAAAAABLI/Bap19wXLNXI/s1600/P7160287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513261593607166498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMKNXjCWiI/AAAAAAAABLI/Bap19wXLNXI/s320/P7160287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's see, a little stick in one hand and some dirty rocks in the other.  Now that she walks she thinks she is pretty cool.  She smiles and laughs and runs and plays and thinks she is a big person.  It is such a joy to be her mom and watch her grow.  I love my Briellee Belley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMKMi3wVfI/AAAAAAAABLA/P45eAGyttMc/s1600/P7070203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513261579466986994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMKMi3wVfI/AAAAAAAABLA/P45eAGyttMc/s320/P7070203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, this picture makes me cry just looking at it.  It makes me so sad.  One night while I was at dinner with my friends, Jared was watching the kids in the backyard.  We had 2 springer spaniels, Bolt and Molly Jo.  Molly was eating and Belle crawled up to her and she snapped and bit Brielle.  It made her lip bleed, but I was really impressed with how fast it healed.  This was the next day when I was coming home from the pediatrician.  He put her on a strong dose of amoxicillan just in case she got an infection.  Molly was put to sleep, so now we are back to just one dog.  Brielle still just loves animals.  She will just go lay, hug, and squeeze them.  She will let Bolt lick her and she will try and kiss him.  I think there are many benefits to having pets, I just hope nothing like this EVER happens again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8308308910991182069?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8308308910991182069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8308308910991182069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8308308910991182069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8308308910991182069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/09/brielle-mae.html' title='Brielle Mae'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMM1ARQkfI/AAAAAAAABL4/LoXKFz5mUAg/s72-c/IMG_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8691205613634230496</id><published>2010-09-04T20:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:02:30.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love my Jared!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFWpmKk9I/AAAAAAAABK4/WBLNlIOLqZo/s1600/P8170169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513256255512810450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFWpmKk9I/AAAAAAAABK4/WBLNlIOLqZo/s320/P8170169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right before we left for the Dave Matthews Band concert.  We had fun hanging out with Joseph, my little brother (whose not so little anymore!), and Becca and Levi.  Thanks Grannie Frannie for watching the kiddos, we had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFV9Io1OI/AAAAAAAABKo/yF7AXwSkKRw/s1600/P8010230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513256243577804002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFV9Io1OI/AAAAAAAABKo/yF7AXwSkKRw/s320/P8010230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Jared.  You are so handsome.  I am so in love with you.  You make me laugh so hard and I love your sense of humor.  I appreciate all the sacrifices you make on my behalf.  You are hard working at home, at work, and at play!  I love the way you interact with our kids, teaching them, loving them, and most importantly playing with them.  You truly are one of a kind and I feel so blessed to be your wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFVe9NfSI/AAAAAAAABKg/3Xh4slZjqSA/s1600/P8070323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513256235476811042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFVe9NfSI/AAAAAAAABKg/3Xh4slZjqSA/s320/P8070323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up Logan Canyon for the Tarbet reunion, Lydia will never pass up a motorcycle ride with her Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8691205613634230496?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8691205613634230496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8691205613634230496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8691205613634230496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8691205613634230496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-my-jared.html' title='I Love my Jared!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TIMFWpmKk9I/AAAAAAAABK4/WBLNlIOLqZo/s72-c/P8170169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5014972175358168074</id><published>2010-08-05T00:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:55:32.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Eyed Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbK9v57RI/AAAAAAAABJo/bvMyw1-aBzc/s1600/P7050195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501810138718792978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbK9v57RI/AAAAAAAABJo/bvMyw1-aBzc/s320/P7050195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun on the tramp.  Bella Blue is a little giggle monster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbKelCPjI/AAAAAAAABJg/gs1FAVBbiRk/s1600/P7050194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501810130351701554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbKelCPjI/AAAAAAAABJg/gs1FAVBbiRk/s320/P7050194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ash a roo just as happy as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbJ6UZFzI/AAAAAAAABJY/ngnqMzj7mtc/s1600/P7020126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501810120618219314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbJ6UZFzI/AAAAAAAABJY/ngnqMzj7mtc/s320/P7020126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kiddos went to Lake Powell for 5 days with their Grannie and Grandpa and lots of family from the Eyre side.  (Thanks Katie for driving LJ down) As fun as it would have been, we decided to wait until the twins were a little older to go.  This pic was taken the morning of them leaving. We got so much done while they were gone, the house was almost too quiet, and of course I missed them like CrAzY!  They are lucky kiddos for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbJrMKeaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/QoYaEV_o2Aw/s1600/P7010124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501810116557175202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbJrMKeaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/QoYaEV_o2Aw/s320/P7010124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love these glasses.  She looks so sassy in them, oh wait, she IS a little sass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbJLm8_uI/AAAAAAAABJI/wBPpngW8Fxw/s1600/P7020128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501810108079603426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbJLm8_uI/AAAAAAAABJI/wBPpngW8Fxw/s320/P7020128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a stud.  Love this dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5014972175358168074?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5014972175358168074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5014972175358168074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5014972175358168074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5014972175358168074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/08/blue-eyed-babies.html' title='Blue Eyed Babies'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFpbK9v57RI/AAAAAAAABJo/bvMyw1-aBzc/s72-c/P7050195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6884412402244862411</id><published>2010-08-04T14:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T18:59:27.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trampoline Fun... sort of!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVMXYQjyI/AAAAAAAABJA/a7duoMZsZPQ/s1600/P6240028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501662828220682018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVMXYQjyI/AAAAAAAABJA/a7duoMZsZPQ/s320/P6240028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we went up to my brothers house and he had dug a trampoline hole.  It was so nice for the babies, they love to jump but couldn't unless both of us were there to make sure they didn't fall.  Jared decided he was going to dig a hole.  Turned out to be a much bigger job than anticipated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVL4kqyOI/AAAAAAAABI4/kJnbnntlumg/s1600/P6250041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501662819951233250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVL4kqyOI/AAAAAAAABI4/kJnbnntlumg/s320/P6250041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 1:  Dug out the grass for a 14 ft circle.  Ethan was so funny, he always wanted to help, right when Jared would get home from work, he would say, "Come on Dad, lets go dig."  One morning he got up before anyone (which NEVER happens) and was outside digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVLds0gFI/AAAAAAAABIw/nef1_NBS1k0/s1600/P6260063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501662812737667154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVLds0gFI/AAAAAAAABIw/nef1_NBS1k0/s320/P6260063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think Jared would have ever finished if Mike didn't come help.  I called him to ask a few questions about it and he said he didn't have anything going on and would come help dig.  Son nice, thanks Mike!  They got at least half of it done that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnTHaft44I/AAAAAAAABIo/2shCq52NFNE/s1600/P7030139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501660544134669186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnTHaft44I/AAAAAAAABIo/2shCq52NFNE/s320/P7030139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next weekend my Dad stopped by to see the kiddos and we showed him what was going on out back.  He helped for quite a while.  Thanks Dad, hope you weren't too sore!  As for me, I was lounging in the chair reading a book and entertaining babies!  Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnTG3_mbwI/AAAAAAAABIg/b7KG0yz-i5I/s1600/P7160279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501660534873157378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnTG3_mbwI/AAAAAAAABIg/b7KG0yz-i5I/s320/P7160279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just about done there.  What a man.  We have enjoyed jumping on it, although I don't think you get as high of a jump.  Maybe not, maybe it just feels that way because we are down lower.  We have loved it, thanks babe, you were sure fun to watch work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6884412402244862411?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6884412402244862411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6884412402244862411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6884412402244862411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6884412402244862411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/08/trampoline-fun-sort-of.html' title='Trampoline Fun... sort of!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnVMXYQjyI/AAAAAAAABJA/a7duoMZsZPQ/s72-c/P6240028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2691029887581283316</id><published>2010-08-04T13:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T14:46:00.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnPFUmX8NI/AAAAAAAABIY/O3zxomEokhI/s1600/P6220358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501656110145728722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnPFUmX8NI/AAAAAAAABIY/O3zxomEokhI/s320/P6220358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan has been practicing in the back yard and in the field behind our house.  Jared has told him when he gets good enough, he would take him out West to ride.  So here is the fellar, on his first "real" ride of the summer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnPBmj3cOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/yAfjtizlc2o/s1600/P6220357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501656046247571682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnPBmj3cOI/AAAAAAAABIQ/yAfjtizlc2o/s320/P6220357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 2 most important boys in my life.  I love how safe Jared is with all the kids.  He has been hurt one too many times and is so good at taking precautions! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFuJrJJMI/AAAAAAAABII/RGtG5RB2nAY/s1600/P6210343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645816471299266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFuJrJJMI/AAAAAAAABII/RGtG5RB2nAY/s320/P6210343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proving to Dad what a stud of a rider he is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFt-KsW-I/AAAAAAAABIA/FDLktOHKiAs/s1600/P6210347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645813382405090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFt-KsW-I/AAAAAAAABIA/FDLktOHKiAs/s320/P6210347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad getting ready to take Brielle for a ride.  She threw a fit when her turn was over.  Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFtd_N1LI/AAAAAAAABH4/OIpmcFiW8m4/s1600/P6210351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645804744332466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFtd_N1LI/AAAAAAAABH4/OIpmcFiW8m4/s320/P6210351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn's turn!  She love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFswNd9rI/AAAAAAAABHw/h8Fqjtn4pNs/s1600/P6210339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645792456079026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnFswNd9rI/AAAAAAAABHw/h8Fqjtn4pNs/s320/P6210339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Fathers Day we made a little craft for Dad, the kids made frames and put pictures of them with Jared.  I couldn't find a pic of Lydia and Jared for the life of me, I have tons of me and LJ and tons of Jared and Ethan so I am trying to mix it up and take more pics of them together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2691029887581283316?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2691029887581283316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2691029887581283316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2691029887581283316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2691029887581283316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/08/vroom.html' title='Vroom!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFnPFUmX8NI/AAAAAAAABIY/O3zxomEokhI/s72-c/P6220358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-391556706171248160</id><published>2010-08-02T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:08:48.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRjXGyFUI/AAAAAAAABHo/TAwzQvug1Ok/s1600/P6250049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501025506540262722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRjXGyFUI/AAAAAAAABHo/TAwzQvug1Ok/s320/P6250049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan on our ward float.  Our neighbor did an awesome job building the pirate ship.  It took 2nd place!  The kids were so excited to be in a parade!  Fun stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRiyAH_zI/AAAAAAAABHg/J0oJDaGPZTY/s1600/P6250054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501025496580226866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRiyAH_zI/AAAAAAAABHg/J0oJDaGPZTY/s320/P6250054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got out the Halloween tote of costumes, so Lydia had fun dressing up as Tinkerbell, a Lady bug and a Pirate!  She seriously cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRinzJFqI/AAAAAAAABHY/C5h2gjMJxUY/s1600/P6250052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501025493841417890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRinzJFqI/AAAAAAAABHY/C5h2gjMJxUY/s320/P6250052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sisters had fun throwing anything, including water bottles OUT of the wagon, tearing and eating the "water" and wondered what the heck this parade business was all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFZt25DvI/AAAAAAAABHQ/fzq0wGlyNuE/s1600/P6190300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501012146709401330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFZt25DvI/AAAAAAAABHQ/fzq0wGlyNuE/s320/P6190300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, those are MY crazy brothers sporting those speedos.  We had a family swim party up at Mike and Erins and they decided to surprise everyone with a little "somethin, somethin!"&lt;br /&gt;Pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFZGgEaSI/AAAAAAAABHI/5AwtJxMiRsc/s1600/P6200308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501012136144693538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFZGgEaSI/AAAAAAAABHI/5AwtJxMiRsc/s320/P6200308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Fathers Day we went on a hike up AF canyon.  It was fun.  Will we do it again?  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFYjUQ7II/AAAAAAAABHA/aaJNCD2nkLg/s1600/P6200332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501012126699940994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFYjUQ7II/AAAAAAAABHA/aaJNCD2nkLg/s320/P6200332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Fathers Day to my awesome hubby, his dad, and brother.  What great dads they all are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFYcHtY9I/AAAAAAAABG4/yM62kSAks4E/s1600/P6200314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501012124768232402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeFYcHtY9I/AAAAAAAABG4/yM62kSAks4E/s320/P6200314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the mountains and LOVE those kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-391556706171248160?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/391556706171248160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=391556706171248160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/391556706171248160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/391556706171248160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/08/june-2010.html' title='June 2010'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TFeRjXGyFUI/AAAAAAAABHo/TAwzQvug1Ok/s72-c/P6250049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5604426039877404502</id><published>2010-07-11T17:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:48:17.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Things</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am so blessed for everything in my life; my sweetheart of a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt;, my beautiful, healthy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt;, and for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt; with all my friends and family. Here are 31 random things that you may or may not know about me on my 31st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am the 2nd oldest of a blended family of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14 kids&lt;/span&gt;. My mom and dad had 8, then divorced. My mom married David who had 1, then they had 4 more. My dad married Stacy and had 1 so 8+1+4+1=14!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am pretty &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unorganized&lt;/span&gt; (mostly in my scrapbook room) but I know where everything is!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite room to clean is the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bathrooms&lt;/span&gt; because it is so sparkly when you are done. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always wanted to be a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cheerleader&lt;/span&gt; in highschool but never tried out because I didn't know how to dance and was scared of not making the cut and the rejection!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never thought in a million years that we would have &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;twins&lt;/span&gt;. It never crossed my mind that it was even a possiblility. I thought you had to take fertility drugs or have a history of twins to get them. Needless to say, it has been one of the hardest and funnest years of my life. I have definitely lowered my expectations of a clean house and really learned to enjoy and appreciate the simple things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love getting &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pedicures&lt;/span&gt;. I would love to splurge and get one every month but it never works out that way. I just had one the other day (the last time was in February) and I can't stop looking at my feet!! Love it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scrapbook&lt;/span&gt; but never have time to do it for myself. I am always working on a project for someone else, which I love too! I have TONS 0f pages made up with NO pictures on them. One of my many goals this year is to actually put the pictures on the pages and get my kids scrapbooks up to date.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holy smokes, I am only on #8, this is going to be a long post! It is no secret that I love to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't really like to cook but...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bake&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love when there is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no TV&lt;/span&gt; on in the house. I have never been a big TV watcher and the sounds of it on just drive me nuts. (especially when no one is watching it!) That said, I do like to watch American Idol (we'll see if I am still a fan with Simon gone) and just got into Dancing with the Stars this past season. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I borrow &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; from my mother in law. I love how stylish she is and she always has the perfect accessories for any outfit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't enjoy running but I have always wanted the nice trim, perfectly tone runner legs so I occasionally try to run for that reason only! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love helping out at the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; and can't wait until I am a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss working at Costco. But, I shop there enough to make up for it! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love being a part of the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;LDS church&lt;/a&gt; and the peace it brings me in my life. I especially love Relief Society. I have the best calling EVER... Activity Days Leader!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that my husband gives me today off of changing diapers, well today and Mothers Day that is... love that man, he just bathed Brielle after a serious blow out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love eating popcorn with a big glass of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;milk&lt;/span&gt;. YUM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had shock therapy for depression 5 yrs ago. I am so thankful for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;great doctors&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just asked Ethan if there is anything about me that most people don't know and he said this: "That you know a lot of tricks about math and that you are a teacher, a &lt;a href="http://www.stampinup.com/"&gt;Stampin' Up&lt;/a&gt; teacher." Seriously, love that kid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really like music, my favorite bands are probably &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dave Matthews Band&lt;/span&gt;. I also love &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Celine Dion&lt;/span&gt; but Jared can't stand it so I never listen to her anymore!! I think I just might today since it is my bday and all! (And have you heard, Celine is expecting twins with her outrageously old husband? Go Celine!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vacation&lt;/span&gt; spots are: Cabo San Lucas, Mexico (we are saving up for our 10 yr!), Bear Lake and Lake Powell. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I appreciate college and pro sports. Don't know much about them but always got a kick out of my Dads love for them. Watch out when his team was behind! I will always be a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Utah Jazz&lt;/span&gt; fan but am still in denial that Korver is gone, now who is going to be our 3 pt shooter? I wish they could just win a playoff so Jerry Sloan can retire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started working when I was 14 at Rocky Mountain Drive Inn because my friend, Susans' parents owned it. (I think I made 3.50-$4 an hour) When I was 15, I worked at Albertsons (making a whopping $4.25/hr) as a food sampler and at Central Park (a burger joint across the street from Provo High). Man, minimum wage has improved a lot in 17 years! Other jobs: Comp USA, a Mexican restaraunt, Integrated Technologies, House Cleaner, Costco, hmm, I think that is it. I guess you can't really call being a Stampin' Up demonstrator a job, that would be more of a hobby!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought my first car, a white Ford Escort from my brother, Mike. I thought is was the most &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pimpin' car&lt;/span&gt; around! It was stick shift, had a bra on it, a bike rack, and can't forget the blue pin stripe down the side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not scared of getting old, just scared of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;looking old&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of my favorite &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;childhood memories&lt;/span&gt; are when me and my brothers and sisters would ride our bikes to the Texaco to buy penny candies, fight over who got to ride in the trunk of my moms red car (it was usually me and Mike, so illegal, I can't believe she let us!), and all the fun road trips to Star Valley and St. George. I just love my brothers and sisters!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay this is getting really hard, 3 more things, then I NEED to shower before my birthday is over!! ... When I was pregnant with Ethan, I ate a &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Peanut butter &amp;amp; jelly&lt;/span&gt; sandwich religiously every day for lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fran (my awesome MIL) was the first person to find out I was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; with Lydia. I had some blood work done at her work because I wasn't feeling well, they were checking on my thyroid levels. She called and told Jared, so I was the 3rd person to find out! What a total shocker. At my first doctor appt, (16 weeks) they told me she was a girl. She is such an angel, so glad we have her free spirit to keep us on our toes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jared and I carved our names in a tree in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Maple Canyon&lt;/span&gt; for my 19th birthday. I think that was about the time we started dating "exclusively!" I am so happy. I couldn't imagine ME without HIM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am so happy to be done with this. Guess I will chalk this whole post to a &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;journal&lt;/span&gt; entry, since I have been slacking in the journal writing department.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have a fabulous day, did you know you get a free slurpee at 7-11 today?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5604426039877404502?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5604426039877404502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5604426039877404502' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5604426039877404502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5604426039877404502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/07/31-things.html' title='31 Things'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-7618212944548877444</id><published>2010-07-04T01:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T02:00:54.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BeAr LaKe FuN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am slightly behind in the blogging world.  But, now that school is out, I am hoping to catch up!  Here are some of my faves from Bear Lake last month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1FXDWL-CI/AAAAAAAABGI/11xfcLCE06g/s1600/P6060142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489119783172175906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1FXDWL-CI/AAAAAAAABGI/11xfcLCE06g/s320/P6060142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia loves any chance she can get Jared to take her on a ride.  And the fellar, well, his smile says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1ECkGXDSI/AAAAAAAABGA/MyaxxXEuL5g/s1600/P6050132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489118331675282722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1ECkGXDSI/AAAAAAAABGA/MyaxxXEuL5g/s320/P6050132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the Asher Roos on her FIRST swing ride!  I have been avoiding the swings for so long, but finally caved in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1ECJk-MHI/AAAAAAAABF4/ox-6ieCULak/s1600/P6060203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489118324555919474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1ECJk-MHI/AAAAAAAABF4/ox-6ieCULak/s320/P6060203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Ethan boy with his Grandpa.  They are 2 of a kind, so thoughtful, friendly, and easy to be around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1EBmGHUrI/AAAAAAAABFw/Wcrby7C-LMI/s1600/P6050135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489118315031253682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1EBmGHUrI/AAAAAAAABFw/Wcrby7C-LMI/s320/P6050135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole fam. (minus Austen, he'll be home from Cambodia in October.)  Such a fun family, so happy to be a part of it.  Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1EA_kW6wI/AAAAAAAABFo/6T3c2hYDq6w/s1600/P6060165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489118304689122050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1EA_kW6wI/AAAAAAAABFo/6T3c2hYDq6w/s320/P6060165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bella Roos always has something in her mouth; dirt, rocks, water bottle lids, elastics, pretty much anything and everything.  I love her little bikini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nWqib86I/AAAAAAAABFg/NKreqEYvhts/s1600/P6050136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489086791163835298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nWqib86I/AAAAAAAABFg/NKreqEYvhts/s320/P6050136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love my little family.  We had such a blast hanging out.  Bear Lake has got to be one of my favorite vacation spots for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nWGG6CYI/AAAAAAAABFY/3T5b0yTxcs0/s1600/P6060161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489086781384690050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nWGG6CYI/AAAAAAAABFY/3T5b0yTxcs0/s320/P6060161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia, Abby and Nixon watching the boys hit golf balls into the water.  LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nVo2LfAI/AAAAAAAABFQ/xdpABx17JLI/s1600/P6050110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489086773529902082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nVo2LfAI/AAAAAAAABFQ/xdpABx17JLI/s320/P6050110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe.  Love this.  I am amazed by the love Jared has for his little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nVKDIGWI/AAAAAAAABFI/w8YUzmkcyW4/s1600/P6050097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489086765262707042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0nVKDIGWI/AAAAAAAABFI/w8YUzmkcyW4/s320/P6050097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fran and Katie watched all the kiddos while we went on a motorcycle ride.  It was the first time I have ever gone and it was a blast.  Now I want to learn how to ride!  Someday right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kPxy8e8I/AAAAAAAABFA/5Wa5hW4G9oQ/s1600/P6050102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489083374318156738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kPxy8e8I/AAAAAAAABFA/5Wa5hW4G9oQ/s320/P6050102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How I love these girlies.  Seriously, can't get enough of them.  They are contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kPT5UJJI/AAAAAAAABE4/bSc-Ch5ePFw/s1600/P6060199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489083366291809426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kPT5UJJI/AAAAAAAABE4/bSc-Ch5ePFw/s320/P6060199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of all the grandkids with Todd and Fran.  They are the best grandparents a kid could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kO6BRtLI/AAAAAAAABEw/ZVRH3DgvHVg/s1600/P6050096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489083359345882290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kO6BRtLI/AAAAAAAABEw/ZVRH3DgvHVg/s320/P6050096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha.  This pic cracks me up.  Lovin' the brotherly love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kOv3LT_I/AAAAAAAABEo/OAOwsdpIQbo/s1600/P6050068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489083356619165682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC0kOv3LT_I/AAAAAAAABEo/OAOwsdpIQbo/s320/P6050068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's my little water babe.  She justs loves to swim.  Who would have ever known, she was afraid of the water as a baby up until she was about 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TCzqFfDhpSI/AAAAAAAABEY/y1iIrcvv1TM/s1600/P6050083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489019425814324514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TCzqFfDhpSI/AAAAAAAABEY/y1iIrcvv1TM/s320/P6050083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan wanted an American birthday party, and an American flag cake.  I hope I didn't disappoint by getting a Costco red velvet cake and decorating it with red, white, and blue!  He celebrated his 7th birthday the first day we were there.  He is such a happy, sweet boy.  He is so curious about everything these days, soaking up all sorts of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TCzqEYDKRuI/AAAAAAAABEI/MWI2dCl18xQ/s1600/P6040052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489019406753875682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TCzqEYDKRuI/AAAAAAAABEI/MWI2dCl18xQ/s320/P6040052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying a nice little summer sprinkle.  Ethan is showing off his new Wii game that he is currently obsessed with (Super Mario Galaxy 2).  I just love how everyone looks so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7618212944548877444?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7618212944548877444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7618212944548877444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7618212944548877444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7618212944548877444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/07/bear-lake-fun.html' title='BeAr LaKe FuN!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TC1FXDWL-CI/AAAAAAAABGI/11xfcLCE06g/s72-c/P6060142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5276448399920870163</id><published>2010-05-26T00:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:51:11.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goobers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBj437lbI/AAAAAAAABAU/h_LqKcR0VE0/s1600/P5180219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475464069282239922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBj437lbI/AAAAAAAABAU/h_LqKcR0VE0/s320/P5180219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe I got a pic of both of them looking!!  It rarely happens.  These two are so busy and only Ash is walking.  I seriously don't know what we are going to do when they are both walking.  Ashlyn gets a new bonk every 15 min!!  Brielle is a speedster of a crawler though.  Especially when you open the fridge or any door.  Watch out!  They are on the loose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBjcLy3ZI/AAAAAAAABAM/jifvUHkM5HU/s1600/P5150183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475464061580926354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBjcLy3ZI/AAAAAAAABAM/jifvUHkM5HU/s320/P5150183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Total goofs, Ethan and Anna, having fun swimming at the Legacy Center.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBi91qRCI/AAAAAAAABAE/WsxkEOGUr4A/s1600/P4290030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475464053435024418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBi91qRCI/AAAAAAAABAE/WsxkEOGUr4A/s320/P4290030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love these goobers.  Lydia had a field trip bowling for her preschool so I let Ethan miss the morning so he could go with us, then we ate at McDonalds for lunch.  Lots of fun.  I am so happy Gma Sweeten can hold down the fort with the twins and always manages to squeeze in some laundry and tidying up around here.  So very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBiTP6VOI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2fzPW3e3qNM/s1600/P4290025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475464042002404578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBiTP6VOI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2fzPW3e3qNM/s320/P4290025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love Ethans face here.  He is full of all sorts of faces for the camera these days.  Lydia just loves him!  He told me today that they are Best Friends.  Nothing makes a momma happier!  They are my little buddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5276448399920870163?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5276448399920870163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5276448399920870163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5276448399920870163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5276448399920870163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/05/goobers.html' title='Goobers'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_zBj437lbI/AAAAAAAABAU/h_LqKcR0VE0/s72-c/P5180219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1764496555451353909</id><published>2010-05-22T22:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:41:36.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sisters!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv-aNGkrI/AAAAAAAAA_0/4i24T_q7NKg/s1600/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474318833789866674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv-aNGkrI/AAAAAAAAA_0/4i24T_q7NKg/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Brielle, "the sisters" (formerly known as "the tinies"!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv97tu9KI/AAAAAAAAA_s/hvh7NzgH5AY/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474318825605231778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv97tu9KI/AAAAAAAAA_s/hvh7NzgH5AY/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brielle digging into Ashlyns cake! &lt;a href="http://www.skyejohansen.com/"&gt;Skye Johansen &lt;/a&gt;took these wonderful pictures and I was so excited to have a few to display on the tables for their 1st year party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv9frR4tI/AAAAAAAAA_k/gXa1KUqk8qA/s1600/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474318818078745298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv9frR4tI/AAAAAAAAA_k/gXa1KUqk8qA/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVE IT! Can you tell which sister is the messy eater?!! When I do laundry, I can ALWAYS tell which shirt was Ash's and which was Belle's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv81Ma10I/AAAAAAAAA_c/mk0z2khptls/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474318806675019586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv81Ma10I/AAAAAAAAA_c/mk0z2khptls/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously, I LOVE IT! Can't get enough of their feet, chunky legs and little bums! More to come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1764496555451353909?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1764496555451353909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1764496555451353909' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1764496555451353909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1764496555451353909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/05/ashlyn-and-brielle-sisters-formerly.html' title='The Sisters!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S_iv-aNGkrI/AAAAAAAAA_0/4i24T_q7NKg/s72-c/IMG_0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5014996911100251321</id><published>2010-05-16T21:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:02:42.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Holy smokes!  I can't believe how much time I spend on the computer these days.  I am taking a Technology in Education class.  I am learning so much.  It is a 15 week class crammed into 7 weeks.  Luckily I will still get to enjoy 2 months of summer with the kiddos.  If you want to check out my web page I am making (I know right!!) for when I am a teacher, you can check it out &lt;a href="http://my.uen.org/myuen/205843"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, the kids are doing good.  Lydia just had her preschool graduation, (which she was sick for) and Ethan will be done with first grade at the end of the month.  I can't say enough about their GREAT teachers.  The twins will turn one on Tuesday.  In a way it has gone by fast, and on the other hand, it hasn't gone fast enough!  I am down to breastfeeding them just in the morning and night and hope to be done altogether in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared is definitely my ROCK.  He can pretty much do anything and everything that I can do.  I appreciate all that he does for me and the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5014996911100251321?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5014996911100251321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5014996911100251321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5014996911100251321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5014996911100251321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-376687741795365783</id><published>2010-05-05T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:00:04.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrg Matey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-GrhSM-wuI/AAAAAAAAA-g/kmAKGeB634o/s1600/P4080155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467840010914808546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-GrhSM-wuI/AAAAAAAAA-g/kmAKGeB634o/s320/P4080155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During Spring Break we went to Pirate Island. My mom does the Story Time there and she kinda thinks she is a real pirate. Sshhh. Don't tell her she's not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-Grg_aMe7I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/p2nomUJ-Wb4/s1600/P4080134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467840005869960114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-Grg_aMe7I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/p2nomUJ-Wb4/s320/P4080134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah with his monkey and Ethan with his parrot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-GrgRoYy1I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/4qA1QdNeeEY/s1600/P4080144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467839993581456210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-GrgRoYy1I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/4qA1QdNeeEY/s320/P4080144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with Brielle and Katie with Ashlyn. Ya, I'm glad we did it once, because I don't plan on taking the twins anywhere in public for a LOOOOng time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-376687741795365783?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/376687741795365783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=376687741795365783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/376687741795365783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/376687741795365783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/05/arrg-matey.html' title='Arrg Matey!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S-GrhSM-wuI/AAAAAAAAA-g/kmAKGeB634o/s72-c/P4080155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5728866714233646450</id><published>2010-05-02T12:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:21:59.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Canyons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_-WmXRsI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_xnLwlC5QGg/s1600/P4110031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466736600636933826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_-WmXRsI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_xnLwlC5QGg/s320/P4110031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Ethans first time skiiing.  Jared has always wanted to take him but the timing is never right!  Needless to say, he LoVeD it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_97588zI/AAAAAAAAA-A/XyRSjKjr0HI/s1600/P4110049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466736593471337266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_97588zI/AAAAAAAAA-A/XyRSjKjr0HI/s320/P4110049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie, Nixon, Ethan, and Jared.  What a perfect day to ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_9cFASSI/AAAAAAAAA94/4suHzF6N-Gw/s1600/P4110036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466736584927758626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_9cFASSI/AAAAAAAAA94/4suHzF6N-Gw/s320/P4110036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nix and E Dawg.  What studs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_8jVYpgI/AAAAAAAAA9w/9mo63OEYZfI/s1600/P4110040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466736569695643138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_8jVYpgI/AAAAAAAAA9w/9mo63OEYZfI/s320/P4110040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the background of the mountains and pine trees, and especially love those boys!  Wish I could have gone.  Oh well, ...always next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5728866714233646450?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5728866714233646450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5728866714233646450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5728866714233646450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5728866714233646450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/05/canyons.html' title='The Canyons'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S92_-WmXRsI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_xnLwlC5QGg/s72-c/P4110031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3402347139856890615</id><published>2010-05-01T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:21:42.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9navhT9ocI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ail8abFYT3c/s1600/P4030085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465640132721615298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9navhT9ocI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ail8abFYT3c/s320/P4030085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are in Granny and Grandpa Eyre's backyard.  Even though it was a cold Easter, the kids still played out in the cottage and had fun finding eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV-8jdQWI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/k28AFC4KbdA/s1600/P4030075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465634900174258530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV-8jdQWI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/k28AFC4KbdA/s320/P4030075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he's off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV-QvVUgI/AAAAAAAAA9I/B9kM0B-A_7s/s1600/P4030078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465634888412910082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV-QvVUgI/AAAAAAAAA9I/B9kM0B-A_7s/s320/P4030078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia the cheeser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV92oj8yI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QDpczCzK5-Q/s1600/P4030098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465634881405186850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV92oj8yI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QDpczCzK5-Q/s320/P4030098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jared with Brielle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV9bHMqOI/AAAAAAAAA84/i-pZT4q8syI/s1600/P4030107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465634874017491170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9nV9bHMqOI/AAAAAAAAA84/i-pZT4q8syI/s320/P4030107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with Ashlyn. &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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-3402347139856890615?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3402347139856890615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3402347139856890615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3402347139856890615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3402347139856890615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/05/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9navhT9ocI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ail8abFYT3c/s72-c/P4030085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-173979624541869276</id><published>2010-04-30T12:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:47:56.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lydia is the silliest little thing.  She knows what she wants and thinks she knows how to get it! (Not digging her new eye roll and occasional full body shake). She says the funniest things all day long.  She needs something every 5 minutes whether it is a snack, drink, bum wiped, toy, play a game, help mom, whatever.  She is one high maintenence girl.  She will talk to Ethan like she is the Mom and I have to remind her that she is a sister, not a parent!  She loves to lip sync in the car to "New York" by Alicia Keyes and Jay Z.  I survive most days with the Lydi Bug but my patience sometimes falls short!  Anyways, I love this girl to pieces and couldn't imagine my life with out her.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwK-o225I/AAAAAAAAA8w/hZTOion-lf8/s1600/P4100016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465311850473642898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwK-o225I/AAAAAAAAA8w/hZTOion-lf8/s320/P4100016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves fruit but hates cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwKfgEe_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/FseJMBAKSss/s1600/P3300016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465311842115288050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwKfgEe_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/FseJMBAKSss/s320/P3300016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her long, pretty hair that took at least 30 minutes to brush all the tangles out everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwJjGkAVI/AAAAAAAAA8g/xhXVqi7HhWA/s1600/P4010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465311825902174546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwJjGkAVI/AAAAAAAAA8g/xhXVqi7HhWA/s320/P4010046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And her cute, shorter, but still kinda long hair.  It is so much easier to manage now.  LOVE it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia loves to play in the babies cribs with them when they wake up, well, Jared came home from work one day and said she couldn't anymore.  So the next day, she told me they were awake from their nap and she was going to play in their "lib."  I said, Daddy doesn't want you to do that anymore.  She replied, "it's okay, I will just sneak!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also asked me the other day.. "How much longer until I can marry Ethan?"  I had to break the news to her that you can't marry your brothers, cousins, uncles, etc.  Darn it!  She does love Ethan to pieces and they are the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-173979624541869276?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/173979624541869276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=173979624541869276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/173979624541869276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/173979624541869276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-girl.html' title='This Girl...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9iwK-o225I/AAAAAAAAA8w/hZTOion-lf8/s72-c/P4100016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6004610136757387438</id><published>2010-04-28T10:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:37:39.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hfgDruHoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/jqjrK7Nh9Ug/s1600/P3210144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465223152163233410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hfgDruHoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/jqjrK7Nh9Ug/s320/P3210144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Dad just loves his girls. He kinda has a favorite though. Try and guess who! Lydia, Ashlyn, or Brielle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hffoNdEZI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Er1C4NWDXB4/s1600/P3200120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465223144788529554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hffoNdEZI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Er1C4NWDXB4/s320/P3200120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Ethan went out on a "hot date" to see his school play, The Jungle Book. It was so much fun. I wanted Ethan to try out for it but he didn't want to, then 2 minutes into it, he said he wished he would have! Oh well. They will do another one in 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hffDHa0jI/AAAAAAAAA8I/3MtoS_w5LEQ/s1600/P3180096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465223134831104562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hffDHa0jI/AAAAAAAAA8I/3MtoS_w5LEQ/s320/P3180096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The sisters." (Formally known as the tinies!!) Yes, they have mastered the stairs, going both up and down. They are getting easier and harder all at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6004610136757387438?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6004610136757387438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6004610136757387438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6004610136757387438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6004610136757387438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-dad-just-loves-his-girls.html' title='Randoms!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9hfgDruHoI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/jqjrK7Nh9Ug/s72-c/P3210144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4011386760664498964</id><published>2010-04-23T19:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:08:43.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jbt-RVVTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/yFs_7ins6jM/s1600/P3300019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463530143321773362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jbt-RVVTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/yFs_7ins6jM/s320/P3300019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They played and played on the T.P. for days on end.  Always fun to have a new "toy" to fight over!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jbte1XLoI/AAAAAAAAA74/sjAFOURxDyY/s1600/P3260165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463530134882954882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jbte1XLoI/AAAAAAAAA74/sjAFOURxDyY/s320/P3260165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan and his sweet car for the Drive In movie at school.  All he wanted were "flames" on it.  I think Jared did a great job!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9JamyvmbtI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ve3EtfuUJBQ/s1600/P3290010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463528920456785618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9JamyvmbtI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ve3EtfuUJBQ/s320/P3290010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little girl is LOVING her dance class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jamb8UoII/AAAAAAAAA7g/WRcNvhjvWrA/s1600/P3190111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463528914336129154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jamb8UoII/AAAAAAAAA7g/WRcNvhjvWrA/s320/P3190111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia loves taking everyone for a spin.  Her and Nixon had a complete ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jal0zWp4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Jja6nzoXmsk/s1600/P3240158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463528903829530498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jal0zWp4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Jja6nzoXmsk/s320/P3240158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What cute girlies.  We love it when Olivia comes to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4011386760664498964?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4011386760664498964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4011386760664498964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4011386760664498964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4011386760664498964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-of-march.html' title='More of March'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S9Jbt-RVVTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/yFs_7ins6jM/s72-c/P3300019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4747118572121427848</id><published>2010-04-17T21:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:10:11.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8qF3Ept31I/AAAAAAAAA7E/fNxZ9Rp8fPc/s1600/P3100073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461324679328161618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8qF3Ept31I/AAAAAAAAA7E/fNxZ9Rp8fPc/s320/P3100073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becca and Levi planned a quick trip to Utah during their Spring break. It was so fun to hang out and let the kids play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8VYqw6_I/AAAAAAAAA68/6GR-yO1ftVc/s1600/P3100075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461314204981062642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8VYqw6_I/AAAAAAAAA68/6GR-yO1ftVc/s320/P3100075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And it was so fun to snuggle little Brig. He is just too cute. It was hard not to pinch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8Uh5vTRI/AAAAAAAAA60/0-s5569KADg/s1600/P3080066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461314190279920914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8Uh5vTRI/AAAAAAAAA60/0-s5569KADg/s320/P3080066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan learning how to ride his motorcycle. I've never laughed so hard, watching Jared teach him and run laps around the backyard. It was quite entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8ULn4pWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bemkmA-erA4/s1600/P2240007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461314184299455842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8ULn4pWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bemkmA-erA4/s320/P2240007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my kiddos and hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8Tu-4Y-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/1TPBqrhAyyw/s1600/P2270025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461314176611279842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8p8Tu-4Y-I/AAAAAAAAA6k/1TPBqrhAyyw/s320/P2270025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so for the past few years we have gotten together with my siblings and had a Ping pong tournament. Well, this year, my brother Stephen had a trophy made (hilarious in itself) and it will rotate around to whoever wins. Jared took Gold in 2009 but he just couldn't live up to the high expectations this year. Brian claimed the 2010 title. Now that the trophy is involved, everyone is going to be stepping up their game for 2011. My mom even bought a ping pong table so the kids could practice. Hilarious I tell ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4747118572121427848?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4747118572121427848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4747118572121427848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4747118572121427848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4747118572121427848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8qF3Ept31I/AAAAAAAAA7E/fNxZ9Rp8fPc/s72-c/P3100073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5279149921850586151</id><published>2010-04-17T13:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:36:43.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Fishing... Brr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV_Gp27dI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JaIMj8UOQLA/s1600/P1160159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461201672002268626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV_Gp27dI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JaIMj8UOQLA/s320/P1160159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys, Ethan, Grandpa, and Jared. This is when they went in January and the pics below are from March. Ice fishing doesn't even sound remotely fun to me, so have at it boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV-tUOvtI/AAAAAAAAA6U/-NDda7Cs-Jw/s1600/P3060057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461201665200668370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV-tUOvtI/AAAAAAAAA6U/-NDda7Cs-Jw/s320/P3060057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah and Ethan. They caught some serious air sledding. Elijah was left with a big ol' bruise for quite sometime! They were quite the speedsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV-HYUjNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/25NARrJJ8l8/s1600/P3060053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461201655017278674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV-HYUjNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/25NARrJJ8l8/s320/P3060053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yikes, ice in the hair just from walking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV9nDBYdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/Jejn2cSNb5g/s1600/P3060059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461201646338007506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV9nDBYdI/AAAAAAAAA6E/Jejn2cSNb5g/s320/P3060059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Todd's FIVE fish. Poor Jared didn't have any luck that day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5279149921850586151?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5279149921850586151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5279149921850586151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5279149921850586151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5279149921850586151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/04/ice-fishing-brr.html' title='Ice Fishing... Brr.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8oV_Gp27dI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JaIMj8UOQLA/s72-c/P1160159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1493763684739695489</id><published>2010-04-17T10:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:37:02.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweethearts in March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnkScpegI/AAAAAAAAA58/s25hcZUm-3w/s1600/P3050041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461150633776740866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnkScpegI/AAAAAAAAA58/s25hcZUm-3w/s320/P3050041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Ash making as big of a mess as she can! When she is getting into my scrapbooking stuff or making a mess, I say "ASH" and she will give me this look everytime and jibber jabber baby talk back to me like she is justifying what she is doing. Hilarious. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnjyXWZlI/AAAAAAAAA50/IKyy6QFrNbA/s1600/P3070063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461150625164584530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnjyXWZlI/AAAAAAAAA50/IKyy6QFrNbA/s320/P3070063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Belle with her mohawk down apparently! She is so fast at crawling, I never thought she would want to play with the walker toy. But she just runs and runs and crashes into the walls. Anytime she hears a door shut or the gate open or close, she is right there trying to escape! She is such a ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnjWcUvkI/AAAAAAAAA5s/P-It_3RSro0/s1600/P3050039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461150617669254722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnjWcUvkI/AAAAAAAAA5s/P-It_3RSro0/s320/P3050039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan asked me one morning when it had snowed a ton if he could go shovel. Of course I agreed. He had been out there about 10 min and I couldn't hear the usual scraping of the cement sound. So I went out to see what he was doing and he was shoveling out the trailor! That kid cracks me up. Then he was too tired to do the driveway and sidewalk, but that is OK because I don't mind shoveling snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nni26jLoI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Z3X5lmoe3n4/s1600/P3050035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461150609206095490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nni26jLoI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Z3X5lmoe3n4/s320/P3050035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This girl is such an outdoor girl. The moment she wakes up she wants a treat and to play outside, she usually wants chocolate milk in a sippy cup too! ( I know she is too old for a sippy but I don't care, it never spills anywhere!)  The snow doesn't stop her from wanting to play outside all day.  And yes, she is wearing 2 different boots and probably no socks as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1493763684739695489?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1493763684739695489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1493763684739695489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1493763684739695489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1493763684739695489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-sweethearts-in-march.html' title='My Sweethearts in March'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S8nnkScpegI/AAAAAAAAA58/s25hcZUm-3w/s72-c/P3050041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5786903505708580430</id><published>2010-03-21T12:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:55:44.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared turns 33!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZuvRl_6PI/AAAAAAAAA5c/fbMacESyJww/s1600-h/P2210335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451166157434251506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZuvRl_6PI/AAAAAAAAA5c/fbMacESyJww/s320/P2210335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tinies found a new place to play at Grannies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZoP25yI7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/3W33mNH-M8U/s1600-h/P2210326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451159020623766450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZoP25yI7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/3W33mNH-M8U/s320/P2210326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was proud of the way the cheesecake turned out. I used to make them every year around Jareds bday and Valentines but I haven't for a couple years. Very Yummy. If anyone needs a good strawberry topping recipe, let me know, the best I've found so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZoPY8kXyI/AAAAAAAAA48/nmcmdABNAwk/s1600-h/P2210323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451159012582383394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZoPY8kXyI/AAAAAAAAA48/nmcmdABNAwk/s320/P2210323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn checking out her dad. The babies and kids just love him to pieces. He sure sacrifices a lot for me and the kiddos. We love you babe. Mwahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZoO9hay7I/AAAAAAAAA40/zydYb5lYhnw/s1600-h/P2160276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451159005220752306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZoO9hay7I/AAAAAAAAA40/zydYb5lYhnw/s320/P2160276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia could go on a motorcycle ride every day. She loves it when Dad goes really, super fast. He is so patient and loving. We hope you had a happy, happy birthday Jared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5786903505708580430?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5786903505708580430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5786903505708580430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5786903505708580430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5786903505708580430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/jared-turns-32.html' title='Jared turns 33!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZuvRl_6PI/AAAAAAAAA5c/fbMacESyJww/s72-c/P2210335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2488968407327987602</id><published>2010-03-21T10:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:44:42.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A sunny and windy day in Feb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKjJB1UcI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2rUr4umS4jo/s1600-h/P2160264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451126366558048706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKjJB1UcI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2rUr4umS4jo/s320/P2160264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan and Lydia think it is so funny to go as fast as they can up and down the slide and try to not let me get a picture of them. While they might not be the best pics, I still won and got a few! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKih_ZsAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/M4t-SGFGCrk/s1600-h/P2160268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451126356078866434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKih_ZsAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/M4t-SGFGCrk/s320/P2160268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia trying not to look at me, ha ha, gotcha little cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKiOtoZnI/AAAAAAAAA4c/HtHeJ3qguqY/s1600-h/P2160271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451126350904059506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKiOtoZnI/AAAAAAAAA4c/HtHeJ3qguqY/s320/P2160271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A self portrait of me and Ashlyn Bug. They were so happy just to get out of the house, I don't think they cared that the wind was blowing so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKhh4lPJI/AAAAAAAAA4U/qD6LrmScNMU/s1600-h/P2160270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451126338870394002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKhh4lPJI/AAAAAAAAA4U/qD6LrmScNMU/s320/P2160270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Brielle Belle and Mom. We are so excited for the warm weather to make its debut. I think the tinies and the kids are sick of playing in the living room every single day. Bring on Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2488968407327987602?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2488968407327987602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2488968407327987602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2488968407327987602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2488968407327987602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunny-and-windy-day-in-feb.html' title='A sunny and windy day in Feb.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6ZKjJB1UcI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2rUr4umS4jo/s72-c/P2160264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4672906966359520063</id><published>2010-03-20T22:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:26:38.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WgkeMkppI/AAAAAAAAA4M/2TXh5TXXok4/s1600-h/P2140230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450939472443385490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WgkeMkppI/AAAAAAAAA4M/2TXh5TXXok4/s320/P2140230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn and Brielle love to scamper all over their Grannie Frannie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6Wgjb2cwZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-oACR35d1P0/s1600-h/P2140224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450939454633853330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6Wgjb2cwZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-oACR35d1P0/s320/P2140224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Jean made yummy sugar cookies for all the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WceVbCgII/AAAAAAAAA30/ULWNGxBJ6kM/s1600-h/P2140232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450934968962416770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WceVbCgII/AAAAAAAAA30/ULWNGxBJ6kM/s320/P2140232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan playing with his new Zhu zhu pet Grannie Frannie surprised them with for Valentines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6Wcdvz0jdI/AAAAAAAAA3s/5VSEEkOFCtA/s1600-h/P2140229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450934958865812946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6Wcdvz0jdI/AAAAAAAAA3s/5VSEEkOFCtA/s320/P2140229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Jean and Grandpa David with the Tinies. Poor Brielle has her eyes half closed! What a fun Valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WcdEA4qKI/AAAAAAAAA3k/fg_NXepETX0/s1600-h/P2140218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450934947109447842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WcdEA4qKI/AAAAAAAAA3k/fg_NXepETX0/s320/P2140218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all showed up at the same time to collect our cookies. It brings back fun memories as kids, my moms Valentine tradition was to make these big heart cookies and take a picture of us all lined up with them!  Maybe I should continue the tradition with my kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4672906966359520063?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4672906966359520063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4672906966359520063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4672906966359520063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4672906966359520063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/valentine-day-fun.html' title='Valentine Day Fun'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S6WgkeMkppI/AAAAAAAAA4M/2TXh5TXXok4/s72-c/P2140230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4091541537656271075</id><published>2010-03-13T14:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:50:49.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Two's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFOmyIY3I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Twub9n_1L0Y/s1600-h/P1310163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448235397698577266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFOmyIY3I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Twub9n_1L0Y/s320/P1310163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Two's hanging outside while Dad scoops up dog poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFOGYOtQI/AAAAAAAAA3M/g9L0DQf1nFo/s1600-h/P2120211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448235389000004866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFOGYOtQI/AAAAAAAAA3M/g9L0DQf1nFo/s320/P2120211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They love their Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFNr8bvCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/iVctdmEkl5Q/s1600-h/P2110204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448235381904096290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFNr8bvCI/AAAAAAAAA3E/iVctdmEkl5Q/s320/P2110204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Giggle Bugs!  Can't get enough of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFNE8HctI/AAAAAAAAA28/KFN0O6y_1mU/s1600-h/P2010164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448235371433784018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFNE8HctI/AAAAAAAAA28/KFN0O6y_1mU/s320/P2010164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plum tuckered out after a long night of keeping me up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4091541537656271075?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4091541537656271075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4091541537656271075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4091541537656271075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4091541537656271075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiny-twos.html' title='Tiny Two&apos;s'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5wFOmyIY3I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Twub9n_1L0Y/s72-c/P1310163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3055106751349611636</id><published>2010-03-12T12:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:42:57.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night out on the Town...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU6BL_WEI/AAAAAAAAA20/egAZlYLDPHQ/s1600-h/P1290094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447830423730083906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU6BL_WEI/AAAAAAAAA20/egAZlYLDPHQ/s320/P1290094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we'd been planning on going out for a couple of weeks BUT of course, the day of our "Hot" date, I was rear ended after school and that took up the time (and more) that I was going to do my hair!  I attempted a side pony tail thing, but it didn't really work out.  I didn't really feel like going out anyways, but SOOO glad we did, because it was much needed, so here we are, dropping the kids off at Frans and Todds.  Have I mentioned how much I love my hubby?  He is the BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU5cFKkwI/AAAAAAAAA2s/48_KLyY2FNY/s1600-h/P1290098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447830413769347842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU5cFKkwI/AAAAAAAAA2s/48_KLyY2FNY/s320/P1290098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joemaka and Natalie.  We ate at a yummy Mexican restaraunt (spelling?)  called Maria Bonitas.  Mmm.  We'll have to go again for sure.  It was lots of fun, could have hung out and talked all night but we had more fun in store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU4sJAsNI/AAAAAAAAA2k/c_2nlkFz4uo/s1600-h/P1290100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447830400900575442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU4sJAsNI/AAAAAAAAA2k/c_2nlkFz4uo/s320/P1290100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;movin' and groovin' to 2 1/2 white guys at Sundance!  That is Nate Robinson, Dawn's hubby on the guitar and the vocals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU35SN13I/AAAAAAAAA2c/6Wm9okZ2da8/s1600-h/P1290102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447830387248977778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU35SN13I/AAAAAAAAA2c/6Wm9okZ2da8/s320/P1290102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie, me, and Dawn.  It was also Dawn's birthday bash.  So much fun.  The night went by way too fast, that's for sure.  I can't wait for our next night out on the town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-3055106751349611636?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3055106751349611636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3055106751349611636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3055106751349611636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3055106751349611636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/night-out-on-town.html' title='A Night out on the Town...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5qU6BL_WEI/AAAAAAAAA20/egAZlYLDPHQ/s72-c/P1290094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-7815670355820330783</id><published>2010-03-10T15:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:12:32.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia turns 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbMmfFGBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/n3Qwc1e4epg/s1600-h/P1300121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447133652607899666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbMmfFGBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/n3Qwc1e4epg/s320/P1300121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia and my "much older" brother, Mike, have a bday a day apart so they are lucky enough to share a party!  Cute little Damen wants in too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbMRvLpZI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0uxy3Ike1rM/s1600-h/P1280087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447133647038293394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbMRvLpZI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0uxy3Ike1rM/s320/P1280087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A strawberry cake, with strawberry frosting, and fresh strawberries for my little Strawberry Shortcake girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbL1QNQCI/AAAAAAAAA2E/sV6kScTCLRY/s1600-h/P1280080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447133639392182306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbL1QNQCI/AAAAAAAAA2E/sV6kScTCLRY/s320/P1280080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Lydia's actual bday, Grannie Frannie and Gpa Todd watched the tinies so Jared, Ethan, and I could spoil Lydia rotten!  We went to Kangaroo Zoo and ate at Purple Turtle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbLb-EYuI/AAAAAAAAA18/-RhDH2aXXn0/s1600-h/P1280078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447133632605217506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbLb-EYuI/AAAAAAAAA18/-RhDH2aXXn0/s320/P1280078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The jumping bean.  She was lovin' every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gZOGa0H8I/AAAAAAAAA10/vR80Nkzm88w/s1600-h/P1280067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447131479336558530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gZOGa0H8I/AAAAAAAAA10/vR80Nkzm88w/s320/P1280067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also on her actual bday, it was pajama day at school so she got to wear her new ballerina jammies and her pink ballerina shoes.  She is such a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gZNsO9UMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/yzQYOPc7G4U/s1600-h/P1240034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447131472307507394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gZNsO9UMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/yzQYOPc7G4U/s320/P1240034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nixon and Lydia are just one year, and one week apart, so they had fun getting sung to at Grannies house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gZMxsP2oI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hM-clAdLTIo/s1600-h/P1240030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447131456592665218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gZMxsP2oI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hM-clAdLTIo/s320/P1240030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia wanted Mickey Mouse pancakes for breakfast, so that is what the princess got!  (Ethan doesn't want eyes in his next time because they freak him out!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7815670355820330783?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7815670355820330783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7815670355820330783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7815670355820330783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7815670355820330783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/lydia-turns-4.html' title='Lydia turns 4!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5gbMmfFGBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/n3Qwc1e4epg/s72-c/P1300121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2989932839384284941</id><published>2010-03-06T19:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:01:18.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits of January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRaPIiAFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/C6M9v3Pkc7M/s1600-h/P1270063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445715516857647186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRaPIiAFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/C6M9v3Pkc7M/s320/P1270063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle, about 8 months old. (she is wearing Ethans old dino jammies, I love Gymboree!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a little ham.  Definately more chill, will take a bottle if I'm not around, and just a pure joy.  She has fun watching Ash and following her lead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRZrpD4XI/AAAAAAAAA1U/dKs8gjmrYGE/s1600-h/P1130138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445715507330408818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRZrpD4XI/AAAAAAAAA1U/dKs8gjmrYGE/s320/P1130138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ashlyn machine.  Also around 8 months.  She is non stop, always on the go, and has the funniest cry face!  She loves to sneak in my scrapbook room and eat paper.  She also likes to tear apart anything and everything, comes with the age I think, but hopeful she grows out of it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRZC4XB4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZuB7ShVHMnA/s1600-h/P1080111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445715496388724610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRZC4XB4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZuB7ShVHMnA/s320/P1080111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally got highchairs!  We didn't have a high chair for Ethan or Lydia, just the kind that strap in your kitchen chair, but once the tinies were mobile and Ash took a trip down the stairs when I ran downstairs to put some toast in for Ethan, decided it would be wise to invest in some.  The babies weren't too fond of them at first, but now love them thankfully, they are a lifesaver when I get breakfast going, doing dishes, or occasionally making dinner!  I wouldn't be able to live without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRYr6ta_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/RG5Eha3NBSQ/s1600-h/P1010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445715490224565234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRYr6ta_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/RG5Eha3NBSQ/s320/P1010062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love these 2.  They are the best of friends.  Jared made a make shaft sled run for the kids and they had all sorts of fun. They are so cute with the tinies and I just love em' to pieces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2989932839384284941?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2989932839384284941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2989932839384284941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2989932839384284941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2989932839384284941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/03/bits-of-january.html' title='Bits of January'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S5MRaPIiAFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/C6M9v3Pkc7M/s72-c/P1270063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4039363965951983444</id><published>2010-02-08T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:24:07.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling &amp; Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-tkP6g2vI/AAAAAAAAA08/hGL57gODJcU/s1600-h/PC300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431250513890958066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-tkP6g2vI/AAAAAAAAA08/hGL57gODJcU/s320/PC300005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alrightee then, Jared and the birthday boy Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-tjrj_xCI/AAAAAAAAA00/US5a9rBik30/s1600-h/PC300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431250504132838434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-tjrj_xCI/AAAAAAAAA00/US5a9rBik30/s320/PC300006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins/Buddies/Wii experts/Playmates, Ethan and Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-Q2H6e4AI/AAAAAAAAA0s/0BaC2e1qXLk/s1600-h/PC300018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431218935143784450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-Q2H6e4AI/AAAAAAAAA0s/0BaC2e1qXLk/s320/PC300018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the group.  Just wondering why Clarissa is hiding behind my head?&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Jared was really excited to squat down and be in the center, can you tell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-Q1jUGmKI/AAAAAAAAA0k/plk8CYWbzPE/s1600-h/PC310035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431218925319133346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-Q1jUGmKI/AAAAAAAAA0k/plk8CYWbzPE/s320/PC310035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My talented Aunt Dawn and her kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-Q1MXupeI/AAAAAAAAA0c/uKiz6tYWfX4/s1600-h/PC310024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431218919160325602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-Q1MXupeI/AAAAAAAAA0c/uKiz6tYWfX4/s320/PC310024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia, Brian, and Isaac.  What stud muffins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NU5AJ66I/AAAAAAAAA0U/cab0OPb2KhI/s1600-h/PC310037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431215065670478754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NU5AJ66I/AAAAAAAAA0U/cab0OPb2KhI/s320/PC310037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan was quite the pro with his handy dandy ice skating thing-a-ma-jig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NUOioWkI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TkIW_t3t4QY/s1600-h/PC310026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431215054272354882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NUOioWkI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TkIW_t3t4QY/s320/PC310026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia's favorite way of iceskating, being held by uncle Brian.  Until the ice skating police wouldn't allow it that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NTj42JDI/AAAAAAAAA0E/SBMpLAGWSKc/s1600-h/PC310042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431215042822808626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NTj42JDI/AAAAAAAAA0E/SBMpLAGWSKc/s320/PC310042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Grandma Hood.  Thanks for the fun party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NTOYcIQI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JZVBQ8S8v7o/s1600-h/PC310025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431215037049741570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-NTOYcIQI/AAAAAAAAAz8/JZVBQ8S8v7o/s320/PC310025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my kiddos.  Fun to have a break from the tinies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4039363965951983444?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4039363965951983444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4039363965951983444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4039363965951983444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4039363965951983444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/02/bowling-ice-skating.html' title='Bowling &amp; Ice Skating'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S1-tkP6g2vI/AAAAAAAAA08/hGL57gODJcU/s72-c/PC300005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6856812840264920868</id><published>2010-01-19T23:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:11:17.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqz_EcpUI/AAAAAAAAAz0/mqUjiuMuumU/s1600-h/PC250245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424562455015368002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqz_EcpUI/AAAAAAAAAz0/mqUjiuMuumU/s320/PC250245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love bed head! Oh, and notice the beautiful tree that Ethan and Lydia decorated all by themselves! I was going to fix it up a little, but I thought I would enjoy it and be more particular next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqy8AWy4I/AAAAAAAAAzs/56PhIru4iRc/s1600-h/PC250292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424562437013031810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqy8AWy4I/AAAAAAAAAzs/56PhIru4iRc/s320/PC250292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OOooh. I just want to kiss Brielle's cheeks and rub Ashlyns cute bald head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqydTFFuI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ozcvUFCnwdQ/s1600-h/PC250279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424562428770064098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqydTFFuI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ozcvUFCnwdQ/s320/PC250279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chillin' like Bob Dylan, on a perfect Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Tji9wD8FI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qere4Cxek64/s1600-h/PC250270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423710041092124754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Tji9wD8FI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qere4Cxek64/s320/PC250270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little sweetheart.  I shall call her "mini me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0TjiD0n1DI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Tm371Z5IrDE/s1600-h/PC250291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423710025541997618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0TjiD0n1DI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Tm371Z5IrDE/s320/PC250291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure if scarfs compliment my chin or not (thinkin' not!) but it was a cute pic of Ash teething and a good close up of my hair accessory Aunt Suz made for all us girls. Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Tjhhm0l7I/AAAAAAAAAzA/bam1qkHJG6M/s1600-h/PC250278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423710016357308338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Tjhhm0l7I/AAAAAAAAAzA/bam1qkHJG6M/s320/PC250278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fran talking to her missionary in Cambodia. We love you Austen. Can't wait to see you in September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6856812840264920868?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6856812840264920868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6856812840264920868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6856812840264920868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6856812840264920868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day-2009.html' title='Christmas Day 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0fqz_EcpUI/AAAAAAAAAz0/mqUjiuMuumU/s72-c/PC250245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4942937278466486934</id><published>2010-01-05T21:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:44:16.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eyre Shin-Digg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QdxpBN_dI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gsm6zIdRzLU/s1600-h/PC240222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423492589922680274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QdxpBN_dI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gsm6zIdRzLU/s320/PC240222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awe.  So cute.  Cory and Whit.  They must be enjoying being baby free for a moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QdxXAHb0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EjF6F95hKYg/s1600-h/PC240229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423492585086218050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QdxXAHb0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EjF6F95hKYg/s320/PC240229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such cute gals.  Natalie and Kalani.  And yes, as far as I know, they are both single!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QYpMbcPxI/AAAAAAAAAyg/qCasLX_5fu4/s1600-h/PC240227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423486947250945810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QYpMbcPxI/AAAAAAAAAyg/qCasLX_5fu4/s320/PC240227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve and one of his newest grandboys, Garrett.  We didn't do the Live Nativity this year because of all the young babies and how stinkin' cold it was, but Steve read the scripture story and we watched a DVD instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOJsYBq3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/TF_yFyOv5Sw/s1600-h/PC240236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423475410954464114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOJsYBq3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/TF_yFyOv5Sw/s320/PC240236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grannie and Grandpa with our sweet kids.  We love you both and enjoy all the time we spend together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOJBBL_TI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/I273bt10GYY/s1600-h/PC240233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423475399315946802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOJBBL_TI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/I273bt10GYY/s320/PC240233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Briellee Belly playing with her Grannie.  Thanks Fran for sacrificing your only afternoon off to play with the kids while I studied.  It means so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOIq3uHrI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Gcpo8NzxDJE/s1600-h/PC240244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423475393370660530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOIq3uHrI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Gcpo8NzxDJE/s320/PC240244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its a girl thang.  Me w/Brielle (never empty handed, okay sometimes, but rarely!) and Katie Bobadie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOIXTNpyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/8Fnkxgw38gE/s1600-h/PC240223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423475388117264162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QOIXTNpyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/8Fnkxgw38gE/s320/PC240223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared with his beautiful Mom and the Tinies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4942937278466486934?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4942937278466486934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4942937278466486934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4942937278466486934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4942937278466486934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/eyre-shin-digg.html' title='The Eyre Shin-Digg!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0QdxpBN_dI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gsm6zIdRzLU/s72-c/PC240222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6504568858868485806</id><published>2010-01-05T17:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:07:19.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We LOVE Christmas time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5PZsyKUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/3aVZ9g37DGo/s1600-h/PC240219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423452419276286274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5PZsyKUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/3aVZ9g37DGo/s320/PC240219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We asked the kids to get their shoes on and this is what we got!  They are pretty goofy I tell ya.  The funny thing is I remember doing this with my Dads shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5O4ZnUGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/TVaNLq2fhFU/s1600-h/PC240216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423452410337513570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5O4ZnUGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/TVaNLq2fhFU/s320/PC240216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Lydia putting the final touches on their handprint wreath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5OV3zVuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/VmnoOHzWlow/s1600-h/SOUTH+TOWNE+CTR_20091221_000646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423452401068889826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5OV3zVuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/VmnoOHzWlow/s320/SOUTH+TOWNE+CTR_20091221_000646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2009 Picture with Santa.  This was our 2nd attempt and we only had to wait an hour.  So much work just for a pic with the fat guy in the suit.  (I even had to check Ethan out of school an hour early.  Bad Angie.)  Was it worth it though?  Of course!  We'll be making this an every OTHER year tradition as of now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Pfo0eJyWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ksCS7El1K24/s1600-h/PC210184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423424268657084770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Pfo0eJyWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ksCS7El1K24/s320/PC210184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia didn't realize that once she put the letter in there its off to the North Pole.  No matter how many ways I tell her, she is still wondering what happened to it.  Lydia wanted "lots and lots of presents" along with dolls and barbies.  All the fellar wanted this year was Wii Super Mario Bros. and new socks and underwear.  Score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Pfnz3gopI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/INmaql7Q3uU/s1600-h/PC230200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423424251315135122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Pfnz3gopI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/INmaql7Q3uU/s320/PC230200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started a new tradition at our house this year.  We had an Elf Dinner and everything we had was finger foods and miniature size.  It was pretty last minute but turned out really fun.  The kids loved it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6504568858868485806?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6504568858868485806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6504568858868485806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6504568858868485806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6504568858868485806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-love-christmas-time.html' title='We LOVE Christmas time!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0P5PZsyKUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/3aVZ9g37DGo/s72-c/PC240219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2973307299894207062</id><published>2010-01-05T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:42:39.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chatterton/Dean PARTY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0O1k81FbqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UvrnVmu6P5I/s1600-h/PC200098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423378022692908706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0O1k81FbqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UvrnVmu6P5I/s320/PC200098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my handsome husband chowing down on yummy bean dip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ONyMkuLCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xoERBLXWk_0/s1600-h/PC200147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334269792431138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ONyMkuLCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xoERBLXWk_0/s320/PC200147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The wonderful hosts, Clarissa and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ONx3K_aWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/1FoV9Iq6jtA/s1600-h/PC200151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334264047364450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ONx3K_aWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/1FoV9Iq6jtA/s320/PC200151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica and Chaison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ONxRdTGcI/AAAAAAAAAww/56QWipMFSpo/s1600-h/PC200092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423334253923604930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ONxRdTGcI/AAAAAAAAAww/56QWipMFSpo/s320/PC200092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ash, me, Mike, Belle, and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0OIkpTIMdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/LQCLmSxr9mM/s1600-h/PC200168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423328539426959826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0OIkpTIMdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/LQCLmSxr9mM/s320/PC200168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian, LJ, and Camille. They made cute fleece blankets for all the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0OIkKPOd0I/AAAAAAAAAwg/Vw0p5XWlHsE/s1600-h/PC200143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423328531089094466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0OIkKPOd0I/AAAAAAAAAwg/Vw0p5XWlHsE/s320/PC200143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad with 8 out of 9 of his kids. (Stevo, you should have flew in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0OIjldHOnI/AAAAAAAAAwY/3NNK_IxpITU/s1600-h/PC200154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423328521215228530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0OIjldHOnI/AAAAAAAAAwY/3NNK_IxpITU/s320/PC200154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the sisters (except Anna banana) and the sis in laws (except Kristine, once again, should have flown right in!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LRJM7vFgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/G5HvsiFhZ40/s1600-h/PC200123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423126857328301570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LRJM7vFgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/G5HvsiFhZ40/s320/PC200123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandma and Grandpa Hood with my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LRI05AAOI/AAAAAAAAAwI/vDqCPee51T8/s1600-h/PC200139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423126850874376418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LRI05AAOI/AAAAAAAAAwI/vDqCPee51T8/s320/PC200139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mom (can't tell huh, she looks like one of the kids!) and most of the siblings. Missing Stephen (in Air Force stationed in England) and Grant (on a mission in Missouri). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LRHz1zwJI/AAAAAAAAAv4/yHXtZmsjL-w/s1600-h/PC200103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423126833412685970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LRHz1zwJI/AAAAAAAAAv4/yHXtZmsjL-w/s320/PC200103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa David with some of the grandkids. What little cuties Olivia, Vincent, Sage, Kira, and Lydia are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2973307299894207062?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2973307299894207062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2973307299894207062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2973307299894207062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2973307299894207062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/chattertondean-party.html' title='Chatterton/Dean PARTY!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0O1k81FbqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UvrnVmu6P5I/s72-c/PC200098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-7620649060398514457</id><published>2010-01-04T22:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:34:04.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeten Christmas Brunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKnl89PGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rnREldWvuU4/s1600-h/PC190048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119682858990690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKnl89PGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rnREldWvuU4/s320/PC190048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so fun having a Christmas party first thing in the morning but the tinies were wishing they had their cribs!  Here's Ashlyn passed out on Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKnHdPAMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/aa90VRSJ-uo/s1600-h/PC190077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119674672873666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKnHdPAMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/aa90VRSJ-uo/s320/PC190077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Doris sure knows how to put on a party. She is so kind and thoughtful. I definitely couldn't have passed Math class sanely without her help around here. When she comes to help, she doesn't mess around! Our kids just love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKmttjTwI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bBbD_ZRKCtM/s1600-h/PC190056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119667761991426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKmttjTwI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bBbD_ZRKCtM/s320/PC190056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia and Becka are angels and Ethan a wiseman. Such a fun nativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKmG0iVRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/69aCibXo2jM/s1600-h/PC190045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119657322304786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKmG0iVRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/69aCibXo2jM/s320/PC190045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dawnie, me, Mandie, Keri, Dena, and baby Mikah. Just a few of the cute girls at the party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7620649060398514457?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7620649060398514457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7620649060398514457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7620649060398514457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7620649060398514457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweeten-christmas-brunch.html' title='Sweeten Christmas Brunch'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0LKnl89PGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rnREldWvuU4/s72-c/PC190048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6842103053311687888</id><published>2010-01-04T09:58:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:40:24.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month old Tinies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jareds cousin, Allegra, is a phenominal photographer. She lives in Seattle but came to visit during Thanksgiving and we were lucky enough to get in with her. I mostly just wanted some cute ones of the twins but she also took a few family shots and some of Ethan and Lydia that just melt my heart. I love them all, I will put them on FB but here are my top 5! Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0IirRlsk0I/AAAAAAAAAuw/RwRkyjM1Vsg/s1600-h/_DSC3350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422935028158731074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0IirRlsk0I/AAAAAAAAAuw/RwRkyjM1Vsg/s320/_DSC3350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle is always trying to suck on Ashlyns head, so I just love this one that captured the moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Iiq5G5w7I/AAAAAAAAAuo/40yK-w1X34Q/s1600-h/_DSC3338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422935021587121074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Iiq5G5w7I/AAAAAAAAAuo/40yK-w1X34Q/s320/_DSC3338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oooh, they are too cute for words. I know I am a little biased though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0IiqUvxQSI/AAAAAAAAAug/ZZPLPYcdoPM/s1600-h/_DSC3265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422935011826417954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0IiqUvxQSI/AAAAAAAAAug/ZZPLPYcdoPM/s320/_DSC3265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one made me cry the first time I saw it. It is now blown up in their room. So tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Iip047vpI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Z7woj_k4FIw/s1600-h/_DSC3375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422935003274919570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0Iip047vpI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Z7woj_k4FIw/s320/_DSC3375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love their wrinkly backs and their tiny toes, and of course their cute little heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0If77lM9lI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/SWLAQtCNrTA/s1600-h/basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422932015773972050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0If77lM9lI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/SWLAQtCNrTA/s320/basket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one cracks me up. Ashlyn had her first two teeth on her 5 month bday and she has been teething ever since, so she is constantly just chewing on anything and everything. Brielle has been the happier tiny for sure and just goes with the flow. Anyways, I love the basket she put them in and their little hands and facial expressions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Allegra. You are the bomb! We love ya and appreciate your talent and love of photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6842103053311687888?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6842103053311687888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6842103053311687888' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6842103053311687888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6842103053311687888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/6-month-old-tinies.html' title='6 month old Tinies'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0IirRlsk0I/AAAAAAAAAuw/RwRkyjM1Vsg/s72-c/_DSC3350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1255498497872951815</id><published>2010-01-03T22:36:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:59:29.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GF0lTu7UI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ew2Kj4ZPpdU/s1600-h/PC180032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422762564745358658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GF0lTu7UI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ew2Kj4ZPpdU/s320/PC180032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What spazzy kids we have!  Jared is one handsome dad stuck in between those cutie pies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GF0IjDgfI/AAAAAAAAAuA/R0G1vEPOvFk/s1600-h/PC130146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422762557024993778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GF0IjDgfI/AAAAAAAAAuA/R0G1vEPOvFk/s320/PC130146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went sledding with Dad while the girls stayed warm inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GFz4nAiCI/AAAAAAAAAt4/CItMB_WLUdM/s1600-h/PC110123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422762552746608674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GFz4nAiCI/AAAAAAAAAt4/CItMB_WLUdM/s320/PC110123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Tinies after a nummers feeding.  They love their breastmilk.  They won't even take a bottle anymore, must be the teething thing.  Oh well, I will continue to enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GFzX0r14I/AAAAAAAAAtw/zvqBSq5KeRs/s1600-h/PC080098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422762543945602946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GFzX0r14I/AAAAAAAAAtw/zvqBSq5KeRs/s320/PC080098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say what?!  The tinies chillin' in their bumbos checking out the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAGbTQ5GI/AAAAAAAAAto/BAJflIx0uDI/s1600-h/PC080093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422756274226914402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAGbTQ5GI/AAAAAAAAAto/BAJflIx0uDI/s320/PC080093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cute.  It is so much fun having two little bambinos.  I just want to kiss them all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAF1s1y_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Br4FvT4igYE/s1600-h/PC050072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422756264133643250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAF1s1y_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Br4FvT4igYE/s320/PC050072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've got some intense Guitar Hero going down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAFsnU5EI/AAAAAAAAAtY/vevlGWURvUE/s1600-h/PC050073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422756261694596162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAFsnU5EI/AAAAAAAAAtY/vevlGWURvUE/s320/PC050073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia, Kira, and Sage.  What a wonderful singing trio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAFNuK92I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FGiCvKt_kzs/s1600-h/PC070083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422756253401806690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GAFNuK92I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FGiCvKt_kzs/s320/PC070083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The snow is not going to stop this girl from riding her favorite big wheel!  I just had to shovel fast enough so she could scoot around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1255498497872951815?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1255498497872951815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1255498497872951815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1255498497872951815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1255498497872951815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/december-2009.html' title='December 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0GF0lTu7UI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ew2Kj4ZPpdU/s72-c/PC180032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4411786600902741582</id><published>2010-01-03T19:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:00:05.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FZMOid_0I/AAAAAAAAAtI/znozxjksPPk/s1600-h/PB120194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422713492926758722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FZMOid_0I/AAAAAAAAAtI/znozxjksPPk/s320/PB120194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't get enough of this girl.  She is my little sidekick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX2WiaKgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FHRv3BLoFSc/s1600-h/PB290051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712017605241346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX2WiaKgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FHRv3BLoFSc/s320/PB290051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vincent, Ashlyn, Michelle, Brielle, and Olivia at my moms for a Thanksgiving dinner. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX17NyJDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/aQCbQHrZMmo/s1600-h/PB290058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712010270975026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX17NyJDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/aQCbQHrZMmo/s320/PB290058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh, Ethan, and Isaac just chillin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX1vMZk_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/Xo47ablPbAo/s1600-h/PB110177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712007043945458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX1vMZk_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/Xo47ablPbAo/s320/PB110177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brielle pulling a funny face outside with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX1CcaPDI/AAAAAAAAAso/ksydHr2w27o/s1600-h/PB280044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422711995031501874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FX1CcaPDI/AAAAAAAAAso/ksydHr2w27o/s320/PB280044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn sporting her 2 little teethers outside with Dad on a different, colder day! &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/848401966745952390-4411786600902741582?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4411786600902741582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4411786600902741582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4411786600902741582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4411786600902741582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-thanksgiving.html' title='Post Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FZMOid_0I/AAAAAAAAAtI/znozxjksPPk/s72-c/PB120194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-9076481116030651775</id><published>2010-01-03T19:16:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:58:30.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More November happenings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfzi6BUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/E31ca_noECM/s1600-h/PB140221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422706132696827202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfzi6BUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/E31ca_noECM/s320/PB140221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on a date to Bombay House and then stopped by my sisters boutique grand opening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfXvmupI/AAAAAAAAAsY/sJl2qzHUTSo/s1600-h/PB260030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422706125233896082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfXvmupI/AAAAAAAAAsY/sJl2qzHUTSo/s320/PB260030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Jareds great grandmothers birthday and Thanksgiving 2009! She is seriously the sweetest, kindest grandma you could ever ask for. I felt bad she washed most of the dishes on her special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfIO6pwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/DROeuFBIEbY/s1600-h/PB260010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422706121070257922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfIO6pwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/DROeuFBIEbY/s320/PB260010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared took the kids on a nature walk on Turkey day. Once again, Ethans signature smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSev8PqZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ef4AmwoHttQ/s1600-h/PB190273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422706114549492114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSev8PqZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ef4AmwoHttQ/s320/PB190273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the little Ashlyn Angel. Can't get enough of these babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQhpl73YI/AAAAAAAAAsA/T5ppOkT7XDM/s1600-h/PB160256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422703965361659266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQhpl73YI/AAAAAAAAAsA/T5ppOkT7XDM/s320/PB160256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smart little Lydia bug. She loves to do "homework." She looks pretty cute in my glasses too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQhP2d6iI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rWhQ3Dg0vnI/s1600-h/PB160247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422703958451677730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQhP2d6iI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rWhQ3Dg0vnI/s320/PB160247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the little Briellee Belley. She is learning how to crawl like her sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQg2hNUtI/AAAAAAAAArw/O8rnr8qFlRw/s1600-h/PB140220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422703951651623634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQg2hNUtI/AAAAAAAAArw/O8rnr8qFlRw/s320/PB140220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My gorgeous sisters and I at Bon Bons Boutiqe. I just love em' to pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQgVUu2QI/AAAAAAAAAro/vwgirMTScXg/s1600-h/PB120208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422703942740924674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FQgVUu2QI/AAAAAAAAAro/vwgirMTScXg/s320/PB120208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fellar got used to his green cast in no time. He loved all the attention he received from it, he would even roll up his long sleeve shirt so you could see it, now his long sleeves are all stretched out. (But only in the right arm!) Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-9076481116030651775?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/9076481116030651775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=9076481116030651775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/9076481116030651775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/9076481116030651775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-went-on-date-to-bombay-house-and.html' title='More November happenings!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FSfzi6BUI/AAAAAAAAAsg/E31ca_noECM/s72-c/PB140221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-6096245793406045992</id><published>2010-01-03T18:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:06:23.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKMbYf-fI/AAAAAAAAArg/9WuTsC3gsBA/s1600-h/PB090172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422697003700189682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKMbYf-fI/AAAAAAAAArg/9WuTsC3gsBA/s320/PB090172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is Miss Lydia watering the flowers that some flower fairys came and planted!  Thank You, can't wait until Spring when we can enjoy them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKMFNyjYI/AAAAAAAAArY/SMj5LgTAzRQ/s1600-h/PB080151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422696997749689730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKMFNyjYI/AAAAAAAAArY/SMj5LgTAzRQ/s320/PB080151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One nice Sunday afternoon we took the kids up the canyon.  It was a lot colder than I anticipated but it was fun to get out anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKLulCHAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/8DlwL97cxU8/s1600-h/PB080136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422696991673162754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKLulCHAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/8DlwL97cxU8/s320/PB080136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you think of Ethans new signature smile?  He is still sporting it in about every picture I take of him!  Lydia and Ethan are the bestest buddies.  I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKLEARqoI/AAAAAAAAArI/zrYroCb4y2c/s1600-h/PB040108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422696980244703874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKLEARqoI/AAAAAAAAArI/zrYroCb4y2c/s320/PB040108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Ethan broke his radius and his ulna at school on the monkey bars.  He was so tough through it all.  (his mom, not so much!)  Thank heaven for awesome neighbors and a mother in law that will drop anything to help me out with the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-6096245793406045992?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/6096245793406045992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=6096245793406045992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6096245793406045992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/6096245793406045992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/november-2009.html' title='November 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0FKMbYf-fI/AAAAAAAAArg/9WuTsC3gsBA/s72-c/PB090172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8019585907351699642</id><published>2010-01-03T16:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:33:25.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I know, I am a few months behind.  But, I am bound and determined to get caught up within the next few days before school starts and craziness begins!  Here are a few pictures of Halloween 2009...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErTnsVIhI/AAAAAAAAArA/5ql9mdwerJs/s1600-h/PA310088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663042403213842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErTnsVIhI/AAAAAAAAArA/5ql9mdwerJs/s320/PA310088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little bat girls.  Ashlyn and Brielle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErTZFH5VI/AAAAAAAAAq4/4TBwDX0sHKM/s1600-h/PA310093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663038480672082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErTZFH5VI/AAAAAAAAAq4/4TBwDX0sHKM/s320/PA310093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jared with his Tinies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErStq4X3I/AAAAAAAAAqw/PiUts7mNwF8/s1600-h/PA300033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663026827878258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErStq4X3I/AAAAAAAAAqw/PiUts7mNwF8/s320/PA300033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can I suck your blood?  Ethan on the day of the Halloween parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErSdXl3TI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4aEwbMK4_Uk/s1600-h/PA290026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663022452006194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErSdXl3TI/AAAAAAAAAqo/4aEwbMK4_Uk/s320/PA290026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so much fun helping at Lydia's Halloween party for preschool.  My hat goes off to every preschool teacher out there, talk about hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8019585907351699642?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8019585907351699642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8019585907351699642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8019585907351699642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8019585907351699642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/S0ErTnsVIhI/AAAAAAAAArA/5ql9mdwerJs/s72-c/PA310088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8740149248951540664</id><published>2009-12-04T22:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:22:59.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxnrwZlFS7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/9_25712Bba0/s1600-h/PA300036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411615643995032498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxnrwZlFS7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/9_25712Bba0/s320/PA300036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is quite the man.  He watches the kids while I go to school after working all day, he's not afraid to cook and clean, and is the best chef you could ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sxnrv3CvhlI/AAAAAAAAAqA/kFcYH06_5nU/s1600-h/PA170023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411615634724193874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sxnrv3CvhlI/AAAAAAAAAqA/kFcYH06_5nU/s320/PA170023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to top that, he loves the outdoors, takes pride in his yard, and would do anything for me and the kids.  Jared is so handsome, loving, and hardworking.  I couldn't imagine me without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxnrvLDU_iI/AAAAAAAAAp4/c65xhApPenA/s1600-h/PA180035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411615622915489314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxnrvLDU_iI/AAAAAAAAAp4/c65xhApPenA/s320/PA180035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Troy, Todd, and Jared.  Deer hunt camp, Whitney resevoir in the Uintas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8740149248951540664?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8740149248951540664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8740149248951540664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8740149248951540664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8740149248951540664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-this-man.html' title='I love this man...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxnrwZlFS7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/9_25712Bba0/s72-c/PA300036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2829584706165906272</id><published>2009-12-01T22:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T05:22:40.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oct. 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_4FgliOI/AAAAAAAAApw/1XGYY6etleU/s1600-h/PA160002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511866372131042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_4FgliOI/AAAAAAAAApw/1XGYY6etleU/s320/PA160002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fellar on his way to the deer hunt.  He ended up getting sick and didn't even get to stay a night.  I would have missed him too much anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_32EdS5I/AAAAAAAAApo/mMhfbF4iJ0U/s1600-h/PA130236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511862227618706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_32EdS5I/AAAAAAAAApo/mMhfbF4iJ0U/s320/PA130236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia had her preschool mascot, Lizzie the Lizard for a week.  We took her everywhere with us.  They had a good time jumping around at Kangaroo Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_3PuyTEI/AAAAAAAAApg/qV9VYzz6-qM/s1600-h/PA110227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511851936173122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_3PuyTEI/AAAAAAAAApg/qV9VYzz6-qM/s320/PA110227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Briellee Belly chillin' in her beloved bouncer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_2d68IxI/AAAAAAAAApY/oXDZkUdDlR8/s1600-h/PA080214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511838565376786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_2d68IxI/AAAAAAAAApY/oXDZkUdDlR8/s320/PA080214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashlyn Angel loves to snuck her thumb.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_16vyPAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/U22geTPYO84/s1600-h/PA020158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511829123349506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_16vyPAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/U22geTPYO84/s320/PA020158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little snuggle bugs are such a delight, well, most of the time anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2829584706165906272?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2829584706165906272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2829584706165906272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2829584706165906272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2829584706165906272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/12/oct-2009.html' title='Oct. 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SxX_4FgliOI/AAAAAAAAApw/1XGYY6etleU/s72-c/PA160002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-7095713396487745551</id><published>2009-11-21T22:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:32:31.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tinies~Sept. 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM52-vhxI/AAAAAAAAApI/z3hFw3-XXcE/s1600/P9280136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406796647041566482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM52-vhxI/AAAAAAAAApI/z3hFw3-XXcE/s320/P9280136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Word up. Just chillin' in our bumbos for the first time. I don't think Brielle thinks it is as cool as I do!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM5hzzmtI/AAAAAAAAApA/GmsiQ4GLABY/s1600/P9250078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406796641358551762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM5hzzmtI/AAAAAAAAApA/GmsiQ4GLABY/s320/P9250078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love their faces! They are funny tinies. Ashlyn is crying this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM5PnQtdI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Jij-azvA73o/s1600/P9250069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406796636474095058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM5PnQtdI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Jij-azvA73o/s320/P9250069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these kiddos. Especially when they aren't bickering with each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM4rXeIUI/AAAAAAAAAow/yKeIJf5RY28/s1600/P9230056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406796626744189250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM4rXeIUI/AAAAAAAAAow/yKeIJf5RY28/s320/P9230056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As much work as these little girlies are, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Just look at those faces, I just want to squeeze and kiss em all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-7095713396487745551?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/7095713396487745551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=7095713396487745551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7095713396487745551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/7095713396487745551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/11/tiniessept-2009.html' title='The Tinies~Sept. 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SwjM52-vhxI/AAAAAAAAApI/z3hFw3-XXcE/s72-c/P9280136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-166467734102552199</id><published>2009-11-14T09:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:42:36.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv75srUFFQI/AAAAAAAAAoo/MIF6MIBNHZ0/s1600-h/P9150001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404031148827677954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv75srUFFQI/AAAAAAAAAoo/MIF6MIBNHZ0/s320/P9150001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can this little red head get any cuter?  I don't think so!  She is always on the go, making a new pile of 'stuff' in every room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7Zrg_kVOI/AAAAAAAAAog/9zygmEUVQ1U/s1600-h/P9290150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403995944505332962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7Zrg_kVOI/AAAAAAAAAog/9zygmEUVQ1U/s320/P9290150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared feeding Ethan the babies' leftover mush. He wouldn't budge a bite. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7ZrSHYxwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/8cq3NO5fh0w/s1600-h/P9210048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403995940511598338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7ZrSHYxwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/8cq3NO5fh0w/s320/P9210048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Ashlyn and Brielle's 4 month check up. I love my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7Zq0tGY4I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/OiU_T8Jfe1A/s1600-h/P9170009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403995932616713090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7Zq0tGY4I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/OiU_T8Jfe1A/s320/P9170009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Doris with the babies. She is so helpful whenever she comes over. She will take care of the babes, make beds, laundry, you name it, she does it!  I couldn't do school without the help from all the grandmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7ZqnMW-dI/AAAAAAAAAoI/TUp_xvp1fuA/s1600-h/P9290144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403995928989727186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv7ZqnMW-dI/AAAAAAAAAoI/TUp_xvp1fuA/s320/P9290144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We attempted the Bumbos to feed them mush for the first time. I don't think they were quite ready, kind of flopped around. But they sure looked cute anyways! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-166467734102552199?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/166467734102552199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=166467734102552199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/166467734102552199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/166467734102552199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-this-little-red-head-get-any-cuter.html' title=''/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sv75srUFFQI/AAAAAAAAAoo/MIF6MIBNHZ0/s72-c/P9150001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8799557368054482794</id><published>2009-11-07T08:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:04:34.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVgoAoiCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/diEfgSVyLKU/s1600-h/P9080004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401387715829205026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVgoAoiCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/diEfgSVyLKU/s320/P9080004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia on her first day of preschool.  She is such a ham.  The past few times UPS has brought me a package she has gotten the door says, "Mommy, you have a delivery."  She is such a little mommy to the tinies and to Ethan!  Her new thing is to say "SEEEE."  She will ask me a random question and then tell Ethan, "SEE."  Me and Ethan don't know what she is talking about, but I guess she does in her little mind!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVgdkZDZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Ex2hxyDqdh4/s1600-h/P8210320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401387713026395538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVgdkZDZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Ex2hxyDqdh4/s320/P8210320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn after her tubbers.  I love this happy baby.  Lydia will say, "the big eyed baby rolly poly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVf8YB_yI/AAAAAAAAAno/oYwFE2jGFXc/s1600-h/P8210317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401387704116182818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVf8YB_yI/AAAAAAAAAno/oYwFE2jGFXc/s320/P8210317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brielle after her tubbers.  This tiny loves to eat her toes.  Lydia calls Brielle "the spitty up girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVfs3VHjI/AAAAAAAAAng/yV03BZjktd0/s1600-h/P8200286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401387699952492082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVfs3VHjI/AAAAAAAAAng/yV03BZjktd0/s320/P8200286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan on his first day of school.  This fellar LOVES school.  He comes home, washes his hands, has an afternoon snack and tells me about the fun things they do in first grade.  He also tries to teach Lydia everything he knows, about the sounds letters make in a word.  I think it is cute even though Lydia has no idea what he is explaining.  Of course Lydia will tell him "I know" since 3 year olds know everything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVfLgEVBI/AAAAAAAAAnY/R49-QsTDmO0/s1600-h/P9080027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401387690996552722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVfLgEVBI/AAAAAAAAAnY/R49-QsTDmO0/s320/P9080027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia loves Miss Kristi.  Although she calls her "Miss Listi."  She has had a lisp since she started talking and has a hard time with her K sounds.  When we practice she says,  "Kah Kah, Lib (for Crib) and Kah Kah, Listi."  I need some new ideas on how to practice some sounds with her because now she thinks it is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8799557368054482794?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8799557368054482794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8799557368054482794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8799557368054482794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8799557368054482794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SvWVgoAoiCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/diEfgSVyLKU/s72-c/P9080004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8218715869783737815</id><published>2009-10-29T15:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:12:59.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM6PV06fI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/fnubsQ27P7U/s1600-h/P9110038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398141298046986738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM6PV06fI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/fnubsQ27P7U/s320/P9110038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tinies getting out of their car seats to stretch out with their handsome Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM5rJgl1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/MNR3WHe6mHY/s1600-h/P9120055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398141288331646802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM5rJgl1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/MNR3WHe6mHY/s320/P9120055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suz and I stampin' it up in St. George! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM5U_Pd7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/TZ6yb3pTvN0/s1600-h/P9030396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398141282383001522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM5U_Pd7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/TZ6yb3pTvN0/s320/P9030396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ash and Belle, my little kung fu fighters in their cute hats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM5Ic89fI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cNCcKSD1Pkw/s1600-h/P9090029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398141279017956850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM5Ic89fI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cNCcKSD1Pkw/s320/P9090029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan is the best corn shucker, he gets every last piece of string off.  Oh, how we will miss the yummy summer corn with every meal!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM4lZc6II/AAAAAAAAAmw/B4djpdSsVa4/s1600-h/P9040416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398141269608032386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM4lZc6II/AAAAAAAAAmw/B4djpdSsVa4/s320/P9040416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Molly and Lydia.  She is just like her daddy and loves all her animals. &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/848401966745952390-8218715869783737815?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8218715869783737815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8218715869783737815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8218715869783737815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8218715869783737815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-2009.html' title='September 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SuoM6PV06fI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/fnubsQ27P7U/s72-c/P9110038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-5614534610103535616</id><published>2009-10-01T14:12:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:32:32.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids ~ October 28, 2009</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have tried to upload some pictures 10 times in the last month and it keeps giving me the same dang error. I have refreshed the page, restarted my computer, and will try to randomly throughout the day. I've decided blogger must not like me.  Anyways, things have been crazy, busy, and fun.  I am just going to journal a little bit about each of our adorable children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETHAN: This little fellar just knows how to make my day. He randomly says the cutest things, he just makes me melt! He is also very cooky and very smart. (Don't all moms think their kids are smart!!?) He tells me all the time how he loves school. He has amazing writing and reading skills for a first grader. He loves to play catch and hit balls with his Dad. He loves playing Wii games, mostly Mario ones. He is the best older brother to Lydia, always teaching her things and explaining the tiniest details to her. Ethan loves his baby sisters, always looking out for them. When his friends come over, he tells them that they have to wash their hands. He recently declared Tuesdays as "Peanut Butter cookie day." Although we haven't followed through with it, something always seems to come up. I love my Ethan boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYDIA: This little muffin is Mommys biggest helper. She loves to entertain the babies, putting blankets on them, talking in her cute baby voice, playing with their toys, and just making sure they are okay. She told me yesterday, "Mom, that baby is freaking out, the one with the BIG eyes!" Hilarious, I tell ya. She just LOVES preschool. I was debating putting her in this year and am so glad I did. She is so happy going, and so happy when I pick her up. She is gaining her independance more and more each day. She loves to snuggle at bedtime, and come morning, she wants to snuggle both babies in her bed. Lydia loves her dollys, coloring, helping Mom 'stamp it' and playing games with her big brother. I just love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHLYN: This tiny is not so tiny anymore. She has some mean thighs and the cutest double chin you'd ever see! She has the cutest laugh and just lights up a room with her twinkly eyes and smile. She loves to roll over. Lydia says, "Look Mom, she roly poly again." She loves to grab anything within her reach. Ash normally has a fistful of my hair wrapped into her chub nubber fingers. She has broken 2 teeth on the bottom and thinks I am her teether. She keeps biting me and I have flicked her a couple times, but it makes me feel bad. Any suggestions? This little angel is usually mellow and chill, will always pass her turn to eat because Brielle screams louder, and gets distracted by any noise and will have to LOOK with her BIG eyes! She is definitely my little night owl baby, goes to bed late and is bright eyed in the middle of the night for hours too. I am thinkin' she is going to be my little stamp assistant in the wee hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIELLE: This tiny is such a ham. She loves to be held. She thinks she is always hungry. So she eats and spits up constantly. She has an ear piercing cry BUT a smile just as loud! Lydia says. "Mom, this baby a talkin, talkin." She loves to jibber jabber. She sleeps ALOT more than Ash, thanks baby doll!! You can see the determination in her eyes as she scoots around and grabs toys. She is a grabby patty too. While Ashlyn has been growing teeth, this little sprout has been busy growing some hair. These little tinies love to sit by each other and play with each others hands. Belle is pretty chill too, she enjoys her bouncer and a tv show here and there (so does Ash)! We are so blessed to have these little tinies in our family. They bring all of us so much happiness and joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-5614534610103535616?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/5614534610103535616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=5614534610103535616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5614534610103535616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/5614534610103535616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/10/error.html' title='Kids ~ October 28, 2009'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4342312239105993698</id><published>2009-09-21T00:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:50:54.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Park City~Aug 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcetVSH1UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/MoTzXq-ews0/s1600-h/P8070125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383805643700819266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcetVSH1UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/MoTzXq-ews0/s320/P8070125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They really do love each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcesimeOcI/AAAAAAAAAmc/w59nPrqS4CA/s1600-h/P8030016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383805630095964610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcesimeOcI/AAAAAAAAAmc/w59nPrqS4CA/s320/P8030016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught Granny and Grandpa working out.  Thanks for the good times, a fun and memorable week had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcesNSQASI/AAAAAAAAAmU/tWN0M37TS0Y/s1600-h/P8080158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383805624374001954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcesNSQASI/AAAAAAAAAmU/tWN0M37TS0Y/s320/P8080158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awwe!  This girl loves her daddy.  She will randomly just say, "I love you Daddy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcerpB4TJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dd0SWvc8fPQ/s1600-h/P8040035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383805614641663122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcerpB4TJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dd0SWvc8fPQ/s320/P8040035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brielle and Ashlyn did so good in Park City.  They rolled with the punches for the most part.  Only had one freak out one night for a little bit.   It was so nice to have so many helping hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbuNYpZKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ONEKpJvZlMo/s1600-h/P8040061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383802360225686690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbuNYpZKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ONEKpJvZlMo/s320/P8040061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One night we took the bus over to Main Street.  We decided instead of walking up and down it, we would ride the trolley.  The kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbtuCbr_I/AAAAAAAAAl8/iDskerwQQmk/s1600-h/P8040029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383802351811014642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbtuCbr_I/AAAAAAAAAl8/iDskerwQQmk/s320/P8040029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy, happy girls.  They are such a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbswDDmHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/EdRf4vVqnio/s1600-h/P8030023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383802335170631794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbswDDmHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/EdRf4vVqnio/s320/P8030023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Todd took Ethan and Lydia on a walk one day.  If you know Todd, he is a little bit random, anyways, he decided to have a picture drawn of them!  Lydia looks like she is 16, but besides that, I thought it was pretty sweet.  The cutest thing was Ethan had to keep looking at it throughout the week.  Both him and Lydia love their Grandpa and their Grannie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbsdEYSDI/AAAAAAAAAls/czhI_lValpA/s1600-h/P8030010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383802330075908146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcbsdEYSDI/AAAAAAAAAls/czhI_lValpA/s320/P8030010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready for their daily swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Srcbr-O9XuI/AAAAAAAAAlk/TVPVgp6qc_A/s1600-h/P8030017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383802321798782690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Srcbr-O9XuI/AAAAAAAAAlk/TVPVgp6qc_A/s320/P8030017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hangin' out by the pool.  That grannie love those tinies.  I mean really, how could you not? &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-4342312239105993698?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/4342312239105993698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=4342312239105993698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4342312239105993698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/4342312239105993698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/09/park-cityaug-09.html' title='Park City~Aug 09'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SrcetVSH1UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/MoTzXq-ews0/s72-c/P8070125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3472899097010274498</id><published>2009-09-14T21:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:31:21.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia, my Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8Jm-DbUJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1A59XeAA5F8/s1600-h/IMGP9673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530644828082322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8Jm-DbUJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1A59XeAA5F8/s320/IMGP9673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8JmK2QIUI/AAAAAAAAAj0/NtQnvRJJ938/s1600-h/IMGP9667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530631082615106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8JmK2QIUI/AAAAAAAAAj0/NtQnvRJJ938/s320/IMGP9667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8JlRi8rgI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0hpoLy4uf7w/s1600-h/IMGP9670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530615700827650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8JlRi8rgI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0hpoLy4uf7w/s320/IMGP9670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8Jk2jfqbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/75WIzIX6H3A/s1600-h/IMGP9672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381530608455362994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8Jk2jfqbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/75WIzIX6H3A/s320/IMGP9672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Lydia was so good, normally she needs something every 2 minutes and every time I sit down to nurse the babies she will need a drink or some snack. So before I left for school tonight I said, "Lydia, thank you for being an angel, I just love you." She replies, "I am not an angel, my name is LYDIA." (all in her sassy voice) Guess I should have just kept my thoughts to myself. Oh well. She will always be my angel, whether she knows it or not. I snapped these pictures in my neighbors yard at the end of May after we walked Ethan to the bus stop.  I love this girl, no matter how many gray hairs she gives me in the future...&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/848401966745952390-3472899097010274498?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3472899097010274498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3472899097010274498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3472899097010274498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3472899097010274498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/09/lydia-my-angel.html' title='Lydia, my Angel'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/Sq8Jm-DbUJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1A59XeAA5F8/s72-c/IMGP9673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-8793134245984353115</id><published>2009-09-14T00:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:26:32.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote I liked!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, no pictures, but I was reading my friend, Chelseas blog and stumbled upon this quote and loved it so I thought I would share for all my girlfriends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity."~Margaret Nadauld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, hope you have a happy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-8793134245984353115?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/8793134245984353115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=8793134245984353115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8793134245984353115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/8793134245984353115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-i-liked.html' title='Quote I liked!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-2917995601761863308</id><published>2009-09-07T10:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:29:23.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>July Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPcrb1xrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/w04XQJXxpfM/s1600-h/P7270474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792684078352050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPcrb1xrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/w04XQJXxpfM/s320/P7270474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so I am slightly behind in my blogging world!  Instead of making lots of posts, I decided to choose a few of my favorite pics taken in July.  I will have to do the same with my August pics to get caught up.  Anyways, here is a cute one of the twins with Grandma Jean.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPcNjUXnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/dbdMzHnYMww/s1600-h/P7240431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792676056653426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPcNjUXnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/dbdMzHnYMww/s320/P7240431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Miss Lydia at the Cabin.  She loves to go on motorcycle rides with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPbg8N2bI/AAAAAAAAAjM/AvNS2sEuOwc/s1600-h/P7240450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792664081488306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPbg8N2bI/AAAAAAAAAjM/AvNS2sEuOwc/s320/P7240450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Faster, Faster Daddy!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPbLlnruI/AAAAAAAAAjE/uXi80JrynKY/s1600-h/P7230420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792658349567714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPbLlnruI/AAAAAAAAAjE/uXi80JrynKY/s320/P7230420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Grandma Lasca's in Bountiful for the awesome 24th of July fireworks.  Everytime I looked at Ethan he was slurping down another popsicle.  On the way home, I asked him how many he had.  His reply, "I think maybe four, no wait, I had five!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPai_-6QI/AAAAAAAAAi8/jHm8dUTWZI8/s1600-h/P7230415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378792647454288130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPai_-6QI/AAAAAAAAAi8/jHm8dUTWZI8/s320/P7230415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out, getting ready for Captain Jack to tell us stories and play the trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFsAFWVhI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qvMNt2WT-2Y/s1600-h/P7230414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781952202921490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFsAFWVhI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qvMNt2WT-2Y/s320/P7230414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jareds great grandma, Lasca Eyre, she is 92 I believe and as sharp as a whistle.  Her friend, Captain Jack came and told us stories of war, played us songs on his trumpet, and had wonderful messages for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFrbEc5aI/AAAAAAAAAis/nGU37-28kWg/s1600-h/P7190279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781942267045282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFrbEc5aI/AAAAAAAAAis/nGU37-28kWg/s320/P7190279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One Sunday morning we headed up AF Canyon to canoe around Tibblefork with the kids, Katie and Nix, and Fran and Todd.  It was perfect weather and the kids had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFqryinJI/AAAAAAAAAik/PzV9AYHsk4c/s1600-h/P7190295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781929575455890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFqryinJI/AAAAAAAAAik/PzV9AYHsk4c/s320/P7190295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So fun.  Lydia had fun in the canoe and splashing around.  Ethan caught a dead fish and had fun mutating it.  Such a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFqJuHU6I/AAAAAAAAAic/FK8bUc1E-YA/s1600-h/P7180211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781920430085026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFqJuHU6I/AAAAAAAAAic/FK8bUc1E-YA/s320/P7180211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan waiting his turn to hit the ball.  He was so fun to watch.  He would smack the plate 3 times before he held his bat up to swing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFppxhTTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ucwXKq2PdKE/s1600-h/P7180213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781911854435634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVFppxhTTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ucwXKq2PdKE/s320/P7180213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and Jareds mom holding the babes while watching Ethan play ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVC1E5iWkI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9kDgRmgTyNA/s1600-h/P7210336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378778809579493954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVC1E5iWkI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9kDgRmgTyNA/s320/P7210336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michelle and I took Olivia, Vincent, and Ethan to 7 peaks for the day.  So much fun going down the slides, playing in the wave pool, and watching the kiddos do tricks off the rope swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVC0tXugRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/hbPR54ps4zQ/s1600-h/P7210349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378778803263668498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVC0tXugRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/hbPR54ps4zQ/s320/P7210349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vincent, Olivia, and Ethan waiting their turn for the lily pads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVC0C6XNzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3vMoXrGfyLw/s1600-h/P7210331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378778791866218290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVC0C6XNzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3vMoXrGfyLw/s320/P7210331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan just loves his sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVCzmtGsVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GCAd2YArFyM/s1600-h/P7200317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378778784294416722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVCzmtGsVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GCAd2YArFyM/s320/P7200317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlyn and Brielle at their 2 month check up.  All their measurements were really close to each other.  I am happy Jared was there to help me, I am a pathetic mom when it comes to shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVCzK0ShkI/AAAAAAAAAhs/0s0nT3F82Jc/s1600-h/P7170199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378778776808359490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVCzK0ShkI/AAAAAAAAAhs/0s0nT3F82Jc/s320/P7170199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lydia loves her sisters too... a little too much! (If that is even possible!)&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-2917995601761863308?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/2917995601761863308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=2917995601761863308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2917995601761863308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/2917995601761863308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/09/july-pictures.html' title='July Pictures!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SqVPcrb1xrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/w04XQJXxpfM/s72-c/P7270474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-3922264590270155771</id><published>2009-08-29T14:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:30:49.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocket Launch~July 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmawrZzB7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/5FKfeqfzltc/s1600-h/P7180250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375497791318722482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmawrZzB7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/5FKfeqfzltc/s320/P7180250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan and Kira.  The kids had so much fun chasing all the rockets down after they launched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZEhXsz1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/p1XMajljNAg/s1600-h/P7180254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375495933199699794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZEhXsz1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/p1XMajljNAg/s320/P7180254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian, the organizer of the rocket launch setting off the rocket.  Hopefully we will do it again next year.  Even though it was super hot, we stayed pretty cool under the pavillion and the kids slept like champs from running in the sun for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZEOsbMSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RsIBBzVyh_A/s1600-h/P7180265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375495928186351906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZEOsbMSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RsIBBzVyh_A/s320/P7180265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spectators Grandma Jean and Lydia "grandma jean" Adams!  (funny story, the kids were saying their full names on the tramp doing tricks and Ethan said "Ethan Jared Adams" and Lydia said "Lydia Grandma Jean Adams!"  My moms middle name is Jean and that is what she goes by and me and all my sisters have that as our middle name, so it is Lydias middle name as well!  ... Anyways it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZDnUgnVI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dx2e0lENTGY/s1600-h/P7180240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375495917617061202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZDnUgnVI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dx2e0lENTGY/s320/P7180240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have Ashlyn and Uncle Josh has Brielle.  The girls slept most of the time and didn't even flinch when the rockets went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZDFs5IiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/lFJ-m4-NjLw/s1600-h/P7180226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375495908592525858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmZDFs5IiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/lFJ-m4-NjLw/s320/P7180226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Say what Mom?  You want us both to squeeze in one lazy boy bouncer.  I don't think so, I want my own space, I shared long enough with that girl!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-3922264590270155771?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/3922264590270155771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=3922264590270155771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3922264590270155771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/3922264590270155771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/08/rocket-launchjuly-09.html' title='Rocket Launch~July 09'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpmawrZzB7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/5FKfeqfzltc/s72-c/P7180250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-1788727764774309878</id><published>2009-08-22T19:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:18:04.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCmBCNzXGI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZWr9JjPCDsY/s1600-h/P7170207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372976892157844578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCmBCNzXGI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZWr9JjPCDsY/s320/P7170207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pics are all backwards, so sorry. We went out to Buca Di Peppo a week after my birthday while Fran and Katie watched all the yahoos. (I like to string out my birthday for at least a week!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkr80Zn2I/AAAAAAAAAgo/6UsXEm1rdMs/s1600-h/P7130172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975430420242274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkr80Zn2I/AAAAAAAAAgo/6UsXEm1rdMs/s320/P7130172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan and Lydia helped me blow out all my candles. Thanks for the fun pizza party Fran and Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkrL96CeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/tfwK6ZI-NS8/s1600-h/P7110124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975417306778082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkrL96CeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/tfwK6ZI-NS8/s320/P7110124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe we attempted a Drive In Movie? It was so much fun. The kids watched "Up" first, and then we watched "The Proposal" while all the kids slept! We had gone to dinner at The Blue Lemon before hand while my awesome neighbor, Laura, tended the kids.   During the day, my lovely mother watched the girls (Jared took Ethan to his baseball game) and I enjoyed a few hours of shopping by myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkqdwZm7I/AAAAAAAAAgY/KxdKYksKmx0/s1600-h/P7110121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975404902095794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkqdwZm7I/AAAAAAAAAgY/KxdKYksKmx0/s320/P7110121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Lydia! I don't remember why she was crying, but it makes me sad looking at the picture. Ethan and Jared got me some bright flowers that I enjoyed for weeks. I love those boys. Jared and the kids spoiled me with new pink sweat capris, shoes, &amp;amp; sunglasses. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkp6MNhtI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Wh4PqBm3_y8/s1600-h/P7080084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975395355068114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkp6MNhtI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Wh4PqBm3_y8/s320/P7080084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie, me, and Dawn are so happy because my cousin, Natalie just did our Glitter Toes! She also did Michelle, Olivia, and Lydia's toes. My awesome sister Michelle watched all the kiddos while Jared and I caught a movie that night. Such a fun birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkpDZxBfI/AAAAAAAAAgI/LAMBda_OLgU/s1600-h/P7040038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975380647970290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCkpDZxBfI/AAAAAAAAAgI/LAMBda_OLgU/s320/P7040038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My precious baby dolls, I am so in love with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/848401966745952390-1788727764774309878?l=jaredangiefive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/feeds/1788727764774309878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=848401966745952390&amp;postID=1788727764774309878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1788727764774309878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/848401966745952390/posts/default/1788727764774309878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredangiefive.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-3-0.html' title='The Big 3-0'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04313933051223687259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/TAXZ16a8hbI/AAAAAAAABBk/mDSToiZiCH4/S220/P5220147.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SpCmBCNzXGI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZWr9JjPCDsY/s72-c/P7170207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-848401966745952390.post-4744112094768832032</id><published>2009-08-10T23:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:38:37.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SoEAuJsuSeI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nupoXs6KrDM/s1600-h/P7130150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368573023679826402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SoEAuJsuSeI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nupoXs6KrDM/s320/P7130150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Ashlyn Marie.  Happy 2 months Tinies!  It is so fun dressing them alike.  I still can't believe we have twins.  It is so much fun.  They bring our family so much joy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SoEAtrdyOdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/XDq7JSDUYcY/s1600-h/P7130158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368573015564106194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s38y5XhAGL0/SoEAtrdyOdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/XDq7JSDUYcY/s320/P7130158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little chub nubbers, Brielle Mae!  She just loves to eat, spit up, eat
