<?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-3568008881073971270</id><updated>2011-10-06T07:52:24.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meyersklan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-80164510541170807</id><published>2011-02-04T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T12:15:21.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even 5 yet</title><content type='html'>I just asked Boone what he wants for his birthday. It is next week and my baby will be 5. WOW!!! He told me "I want a motorbike that is just my size, to ride in the summer." I told him I don't have enough money to get him a motorbike. To this he said "that's OK Brother Sanderson can get me one." hahaha So Jaci will you let Kent know what Boone would like for his Birthday?? What a boy!! He told me a couple of weeks ago he wanted a laptop. Not even 5, what am I going to do with this boy???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-80164510541170807?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/80164510541170807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=80164510541170807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/80164510541170807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/80164510541170807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-even-5-yet.html' title='Not even 5 yet'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3169250582888397100</id><published>2011-01-06T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:48:48.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ran into an old friend at the grocery store today. She asked if I am a stay at home mom. I have worked so much lately I really didn't know how to answer that question...I have no idea any more. Does having 2 jobs that are substitute jobs qualify me as a working mom? I mean I really only work when I am needed. But lately that has be a lot. I'd like to say i'm a stay at home mom!!! But I think those days are soon behind me. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3169250582888397100?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3169250582888397100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3169250582888397100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3169250582888397100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3169250582888397100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-ran-into-old-friend-at-grocery-store.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-7849537360441270953</id><published>2010-12-07T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:54:51.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TP6Qm8uBWEI/AAAAAAAAATE/8-1ZMcRmR38/s1600/cr_cc_SantaSixtythree%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TP6Qm8uBWEI/AAAAAAAAATE/8-1ZMcRmR38/s320/cr_cc_SantaSixtythree%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548030789775611970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa, &lt;br /&gt;This year for Christmas i would like a new microwave (because my kids don't know how to cook without one. I would like a new hair dryer (so I don't have to use my girls anymore) And a new iron (that won't leak water the whole time I iron)And I will use Ashley's line from her Santa letter. I would also like anything else you would like to bring me. Thanks and Merry Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;Loretta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-7849537360441270953?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7849537360441270953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=7849537360441270953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7849537360441270953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7849537360441270953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa.....'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TP6Qm8uBWEI/AAAAAAAAATE/8-1ZMcRmR38/s72-c/cr_cc_SantaSixtythree%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-9021105502600314194</id><published>2010-12-02T10:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T11:39:08.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPf1niW45gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/s3k6uqTCklc/s1600/wrecked%252520deutz190%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPf1niW45gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/s3k6uqTCklc/s320/wrecked%252520deutz190%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546171525716567554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really??? So after all the snow that has so blessedly come our way. We have an awesome neighbor who has a road grader. He has plowed our road quite a few times. Over the last 2 days enough has broken up on the road that it made it hard for the bus to come down and get the kids, they were started to talk like they would no longer come down till it was clean. So after some phone calls the county grader come down our road. Leaving about a 3 foot snow bank down all the sides of the road. I told Brian that he would not be able to get in the drive way with out moving the snow. So when he reached Sugar City, he called and told me to start the tractor. By the time he got home, another awesome neighbor had come along with his tractor and made it so we could get in and out of the drive way. Brian come home and turned the tractor off. Which didn't make me happy... how can I get in to feed the cows with all the snow by the gate??? So what does he do? He hops in the pickup and pulls right over it and in the pasture. I figure if he can do it so can I, right? Wrong, I went out to feed the cows this morning and of course, I got stuck. So as I am shoveling snow to get out,and doing some cussing... I am just waiting for someone to come a long and offer help so that I can say "If I can't get out on my own then Brian can find his pickup here good and stuck, and get it out himself. Well no one came a long and after about 30 minutes of shoveling,I got it out. So guess what this stubborn and a little perturbed girl is doing today? I am teaching myself how to move snow with a tractor.Enough is enough right??? Bwaahahahaha!!!! So I hope the tractor stays on all 4 tires I wouldn't want to see what would happen if Brian came home to find his tractor looking like the picture above.HAHAHAHA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-9021105502600314194?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/9021105502600314194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=9021105502600314194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/9021105502600314194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/9021105502600314194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/12/really-so-after-all-snow-that-has-so.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPf1niW45gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/s3k6uqTCklc/s72-c/wrecked%252520deutz190%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-5316154623358792198</id><published>2010-11-30T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:48:18.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who calls the shots???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPU40aQ4AQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/r18SNsaOZW0/s1600/HPIM0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPU40aQ4AQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/r18SNsaOZW0/s320/HPIM0516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545400989231087874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boone had preschool today. I got him ready and decided since he was ready I was getting in the shower.I told him his ride would be here in about 5 min and to watch for her. I gave him a kiss and told him to have a good time at school, see you when you get home. I hopped in the shower...took my time since I was home with out any kids,took my time getting dressed and walked out of the bathroom. There sits Boone on the floor by my bed with his coat on. "What are you doing?" (In my angry voice)..."I told Bridgette I didn't want to go to school today." I said "Boone why would you do that?" He shrugged his shoulders and gave me his sideways look. I said,"fine, if you don't want to go to school today you can sit right there on the couch with no T.V., no Nintendo DS, and No WII. Or you can go to school,You make the choice" (In my angry voice again)" He said "fine I will go to school".&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me that he thinks he can answer the door and tell the adult who is taking him to school " I don't want to go today" and thinks he can get away with it. Whose kid is this anyway?..... wait I know....Brian's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-5316154623358792198?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5316154623358792198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=5316154623358792198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5316154623358792198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5316154623358792198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/who-calls-shots.html' title='Who calls the shots???'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPU40aQ4AQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/r18SNsaOZW0/s72-c/HPIM0516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-2481255015149273833</id><published>2010-11-29T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T07:30:20.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year older and wiser too!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPPG8ppUUVI/AAAAAAAAASs/H9OttZ3rRfE/s1600/HPIM0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPPG8ppUUVI/AAAAAAAAASs/H9OttZ3rRfE/s320/HPIM0850.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544994311496814930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up yesterday to my kids homemade birthday cards, and their own message written in them. Does it get any better than that? I just had to share a little of Mikayla's message to me. "I love you so much. No one could ever replace you, for sure. I mean how many moms do you think have 3 jobs? I think not very much. So I'm glad well Happy B~day #1 MOM." I had to smile inside at this. I only have 2 jobs unless she was counting being a mom. But it still made me feel good. I love how our kids look at us and see us so different than we see ourselves. This is something that I am learning as my kids get older and can express their love and feelings in a simple little card with a hand drawn,4 level birthday cake,with a big 36 on top.I am also learning as I get older,why my mom saved all the quirky notes that were written to her. I think maybe she learned it from her mother? Things like this can never be replaced. As i have had the opportunity (I will call it) to deliver mail this last year, I have noticed the dieing art of a card to a friend and neighbor. I pick up cards from someone one day and the next day I deliver it to the neighbor. It would be so much quicker and cheaper to walk it over and hand deliver it. We all like to get cards in the mail. I am going to try harder in my old age to become a little more "old school" and send more cards. I am so thankful for my family and look forward to getting more cards with cute messages in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-2481255015149273833?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2481255015149273833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=2481255015149273833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2481255015149273833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2481255015149273833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-year-older-and-wiser-too.html' title='One year older and wiser too!!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TPPG8ppUUVI/AAAAAAAAASs/H9OttZ3rRfE/s72-c/HPIM0850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-5712535321548007128</id><published>2010-11-19T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:47:30.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TObUTKtWryI/AAAAAAAAASU/z3EFCHTKNDw/s1600/Nat%2Band%2BNit%2B12th%2Bbday%2Band%2BAshley%2BBaptism%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TObUTKtWryI/AAAAAAAAASU/z3EFCHTKNDw/s320/Nat%2Band%2BNit%2B12th%2Bbday%2Band%2BAshley%2BBaptism%2B009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541349817283161890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one day atGrandma Parks house....Amy KayeLynn and I were making cookies. Grandma told us that after every batch of cookies we had to scrape the baked cookie crumbs off the cookie sheet I thought this was a teedious step so I had skipped it. Grandma came in the Kitchen and got after us for not cleaning the cookie sheet before we put the new dough on. Today as I stood at my sink and scrapped the baked cookie crumbs off my cookie sheet, this memory came back to me. Grandma has taught me many things over the years. I am so proud to call her my Grandma!!!! Thanks for all the memories, and the knowledge and memories that you continue to share with me!!! Happy 80th Birthday grandma!!! Even though you don't look it, you are the youngest 80 year old I know!!! I Love you !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-5712535321548007128?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5712535321548007128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=5712535321548007128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5712535321548007128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5712535321548007128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/grandma-park.html' title='Grandma Park'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TObUTKtWryI/AAAAAAAAASU/z3EFCHTKNDw/s72-c/Nat%2Band%2BNit%2B12th%2Bbday%2Band%2BAshley%2BBaptism%2B009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-4789684925693742686</id><published>2010-06-22T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:09:14.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was making pajama pants for my gilrs. The boys found some left over strips of fleece and asked me to tie them around their heads. They were running around saying "I'm a ninjer" and doing karate chopping moves and sounds. HAHAHA What is a Ninjer? They were just outside playing and Boone came in crying. I heard Braxton say "sit down....squeeze my hand...quit crying!!...are you a ninjer or not?" HAHAHAHAHA!! So Funny!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-4789684925693742686?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4789684925693742686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=4789684925693742686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4789684925693742686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4789684925693742686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/06/yesterday-i-was-making-pajama-pants-for.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-622112185198461357</id><published>2010-06-04T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:19:40.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you tell a chicken whisperer her chicken is dead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TAlBKIHeKkI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XI3q6nIqrj8/s1600/DSC_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478982063906236994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TAlBKIHeKkI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XI3q6nIqrj8/s320/DSC_2095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about all the things this sweet girl does....it makes my heart smile!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many stories to tell about my sweet Mikayla, but I will only share a few!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spring Mikayla turned 8 I was doing dishes in the when she ran to the back door and yelled "Mom look at all those wishes" I was a little confused till I looked out and my whole back yard was full of  dandelion's that had gone to seed. &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/ac/Photos-photos_1088103921_Floating.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many of us, like me look at those as such a nuisance? I love that Mikayla see things different!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Which leads me to my next story, At the beginning of Hwy 33 in Sugar City it used to be an open field till someone decided to start developing the area. We watched a "lone" Antelope there for a few years. She lived some when in the trees and would come out in the open and hang out in the field. One evening when I was driving home from Sugar City, that Antelope was going bizerk!! She was running all around and you could tell that someone was destroying her home. I didn't see her again for about a year. I noticed her one day on my way into Rexburg. She now lives in the field right off the exit of Hwy 20. About 2 months ago.... I pointed to the field and said."Mikayla, look what's over there." She burst out...." It's the Cantaloupe" we all laughed so hard and she was so confused. So now we tease her every time we pass the field. " Look what's that?" She called it a Cantaloupe for a while but now calls her a Antelope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last summer we decided to get chickens. All the kids got to pick out their own. Mikayla carried her chicken around all summer like a puppy. That chicken sat on Mikayla's lap in the swing. Every time Mikayla walked outside her chicken would follow her like a puppy. We dubbed her as the " Chicken Wisperer".Last night she went to close the door on the chicken coop, and came inside very concerned that he chicken was not in there.I said it's OK just go to bed maybe she is sleeping in the weeds somewhere. But that was not good enough for her. She grabbed the chore light at 10:00 last night and when searching for her chicken. She looked for about 30 min. and never found her. Mikayla went to bed worried and when I left the house this morning, laying in the front yard was her chicken barely breathing. I picked it up and carried it to the house and told her that she was alive but probably wouldn't make it. Poor girl called me and hour later crying cause her chicken had died. Heavenly Father has blessed Mikayla with such a soft heart and a great concern for everything and everyone around her. Mikayla sees when people need help when no one else sees it. I am so blessed to be Mikayla's Mom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.looksgreenlawncare.com/Dandelion%2520Seed%2520head.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.looksgreenlawncare.com/weed.html&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=370&amp;amp;sz=45&amp;amp;tbnid=Ke0Nt9AvYBaVYM:&amp;amp;tbnh=233&amp;amp;tbnw=216&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Ddandelion%2Bseed%2Bpictures&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__s6yHc0FLHJo57YsDvh7HCHsZs-A=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=O0IJTPfOOKW6M4jd-LUE&amp;amp;ved=0CBwQ9QEwAA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.looksgreenlawncare.com/Dandelion%2520Seed%2520head.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.looksgreenlawncare.com/weed.html&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=370&amp;amp;sz=45&amp;amp;tbnid=Ke0Nt9AvYBaVYM:&amp;amp;tbnh=233&amp;amp;tbnw=216&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Ddandelion%2Bseed%2Bpictures&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__s6yHc0FLHJo57YsDvh7HCHsZs-A=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=O0IJTPfOOKW6M4jd-LUE&amp;amp;ved=0CBwQ9QEwAA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.looksgreenlawncare.com/Dandelion%2520Seed%2520head.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.looksgreenlawncare.com/weed.html&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=370&amp;amp;sz=45&amp;amp;tbnid=Ke0Nt9AvYBaVYM:&amp;amp;tbnh=233&amp;amp;tbnw=216&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Ddandelion%2Bseed%2Bpicture&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__a1a8Ei-fGU6HPAuu27p7Co9329o=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=ujwJTJbODY2msQaSyuGlDg&amp;amp;ved=0CBkQ9QEwAA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-622112185198461357?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/622112185198461357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=622112185198461357' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/622112185198461357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/622112185198461357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-do-you-tell-chicken-whisperer-her.html' title='How do you tell a chicken whisperer her chicken is dead?'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/TAlBKIHeKkI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XI3q6nIqrj8/s72-c/DSC_2095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-7625454032669926652</id><published>2010-02-25T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:21:15.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom gathered all the old aprons from Sam's club. Saturday when we were there she decided to give one to all of my kids. We decided that it would be fun to decorate them and make them their own. I thought we would use paint to put names on and have fun. I got to sleep in on Sunday and when I woke up..... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bbdv9izyI/AAAAAAAAARs/YJ6yN439M-g/s1600-h/HPIM0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bbdv9izyI/AAAAAAAAARs/YJ6yN439M-g/s320/HPIM0894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442278503861112610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bbdEH87BI/AAAAAAAAARk/v0ZkWiSUMhE/s1600-h/HPIM0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bbdEH87BI/AAAAAAAAARk/v0ZkWiSUMhE/s320/HPIM0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442278492093606930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton had decorated his own apron. Using his Spiderman coloring book and tape. I'm pretty sure it won't last long. But He was so darn excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-7625454032669926652?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7625454032669926652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=7625454032669926652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7625454032669926652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7625454032669926652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-mom-gathered-all-old-aprons-from.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bbdv9izyI/AAAAAAAAARs/YJ6yN439M-g/s72-c/HPIM0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-1758956994121998957</id><published>2010-02-25T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:23:53.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of these eggs is not like the other.... I have never seen and egg this big. My kids call the big eggs we get monster eggs. But this egg seems to have stretch marks. Poor mamma chicken!!! We still have 12 chickens, so she lived through the whole thing but man that's got to be compared to giving birth to a 20 pound baby.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bZbQuJ1wI/AAAAAAAAARc/pUqOx-aZWXI/s1600-h/HPIM0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bZbQuJ1wI/AAAAAAAAARc/pUqOx-aZWXI/s320/HPIM0896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442276262092068610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bZaiiyTaI/AAAAAAAAARU/YmLSsAiPMNo/s1600-h/HPIM0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bZaiiyTaI/AAAAAAAAARU/YmLSsAiPMNo/s320/HPIM0895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442276249696357794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-1758956994121998957?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1758956994121998957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=1758956994121998957' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/1758956994121998957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/1758956994121998957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-of-these-eggs-is-not-like-other.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/S4bZbQuJ1wI/AAAAAAAAARc/pUqOx-aZWXI/s72-c/HPIM0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-6021080879775773753</id><published>2009-12-18T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:47:49.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SyvOTqQcu1I/AAAAAAAAARM/ZFDP8QJZBSA/s1600-h/100_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SyvOTqQcu1I/AAAAAAAAARM/ZFDP8QJZBSA/s320/100_1372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416649813999270738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did something that was really hard for me... Natasha and Nitchele have been really mean to each other lately. Last night I went to get my hair cut and received phone calls that I ignored. After all I was getting MY hair cut. My messages were Natasha in tears " Mom Nitchele just broke all the pretzels that I made for you for Christmas" (sob sob). Then another one from Nitchele (crying uncontrollably) "Mom blbu a blum a mmba bluba call me back" (well it went something like that.) I get home to find out Natasha was eating MY pretzels she made for me and wouldn't share with Nitchele. Nitchele got mad, broke the pretzels and sat on Natasha. Natasha grabbed the item closest to her to get out of the situation. Scissors!!! She cut some of Nitchele's hair. And the fight was over. I said no friends for 2 weeks. That's the easy part. It's easy to say that but when they call on their friends cell phone from the bus the last day of school before Christmas break. And say all their friends are going to Jensen's house to play can we go? I said " We talked about this last night and I really think you should come home." Natasha was in tears when she said "Ok". I was so close to saying yeah that will be fine, and have fun. But I said no and it was hard for me. I told her them need to learn how to treat each other before they can have friends again. We went through this about 3 months ago and it worked so here we go again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-6021080879775773753?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6021080879775773753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=6021080879775773753' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6021080879775773753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6021080879775773753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-did-something-that-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SyvOTqQcu1I/AAAAAAAAARM/ZFDP8QJZBSA/s72-c/100_1372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-2435463355760666119</id><published>2009-11-18T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:11:17.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower</title><content type='html'>I really don't know why a shower can't clean it self!!! You clean with water.... so why do you have to clean something that gets water on it daily?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-2435463355760666119?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2435463355760666119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=2435463355760666119' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2435463355760666119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2435463355760666119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/11/shower.html' title='Shower'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-6283082531966016431</id><published>2009-10-14T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:38:59.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it !!!</title><content type='html'>OK so I finally did it... I passed all my CDL tests. I have been working on it and training with Sugar Salem transportation Dep. for about 4 weeks now. Just 10 more hours of observation and I will be on my own. I have thought about driving bus for a couple of years now. Boone is 3 and all the other kids are in school. I will be substituting for now till there is a full time route available. Who could ask for a better job than one that you are home when you kids are home? I am rather proud of myself... when I said I wanted to drive bus I never knew the training that is involved with it. But I am comfortable with all of it now. Tony Rothwell asked me yesterday if I have STUPID written on my forehead, I said not really....it is actually DIPUTS so the people in front of me can see it in their rear view mirrors. HAHAHA!!! I never thought I had any of my Great Grandpa Godfrey in me, (as ornery as I remember he was)But I respect him for driving bus for 27 years. Those are the ones who should be asked what they have written on their foreheads....that's a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-6283082531966016431?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6283082531966016431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=6283082531966016431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6283082531966016431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6283082531966016431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-did-it.html' title='I did it !!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3087112079055820627</id><published>2009-10-12T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:09:27.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhh!!!! The kids are back in school this morning.It is nice and quiet....but I haven't got a thing done. I have no place to go today and I am enjoying being lazy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3087112079055820627?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3087112079055820627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3087112079055820627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3087112079055820627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3087112079055820627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhhh-kids-are-back-in-school-this.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-9035969758830025168</id><published>2009-10-05T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:49:59.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies But Goodies</title><content type='html'>In know it has been a while....I think I did 4 new posts have fun, they are oldies but goodies!!! I will try to post more often, sorry for my slacking!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-9035969758830025168?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/9035969758830025168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=9035969758830025168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/9035969758830025168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/9035969758830025168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Oldies But Goodies'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-5509481808259167943</id><published>2009-10-05T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:45:16.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-67.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731738882919&amp;amp;site=widget-67.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731738882919&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-67.slide.com/p1/3242591731738882919/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731738882919&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-67.slide.com/p2/3242591731738882919/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731738882919&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-67.slide.com/p4/3242591731738882919/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3568008881073971270-5509481808259167943?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5509481808259167943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=5509481808259167943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5509481808259167943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5509481808259167943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/embed-src-httpwidget-67.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-464377953463496421</id><published>2009-10-05T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:17:44.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The twins are 12!!!</title><content type='html'>First they went to Kindergarten then they were Baptized, Now they are 12 and they will be going to Young &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt;!!!  Natasha and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nitchele&lt;/span&gt; are growing up so fast!!! I never would have thought my little 4 pound girls would get so big!!! I am so proud of them and who they are!!! I hope they will always stay close to me!!! I love you two, thanks for all you do for me!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0qFrdS2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7t7Ulpf3FUk/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318539274177378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0qFrdS2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7t7Ulpf3FUk/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a big day for these two!!! In one day we can shave our legs, wear makeup, wear nylons,and go to young &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt;!!! Your practically Ladies!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!! They were so excited to get to shave their legs. They took a shower this morning and shaved at about 6:00 they were ready for another shower!!! I had to laugh, I told them they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; need 2 in one day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0piTuhLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tCrCD5ywjOA/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318529779401906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0piTuhLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tCrCD5ywjOA/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0pGF5taI/AAAAAAAAAQA/SQNKV-8GnBo/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318522205222306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0pGF5taI/AAAAAAAAAQA/SQNKV-8GnBo/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seen to small to be 12, next they will be driving. And the gray hair is going to really start growing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0oh59hWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xDEEQzgBbxs/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318512491464034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0oh59hWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xDEEQzgBbxs/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TWO!!!! I couldn't have asked for a better pair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-464377953463496421?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/464377953463496421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=464377953463496421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/464377953463496421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/464377953463496421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/twins-are-12.html' title='The twins are 12!!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssq0qFrdS2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7t7Ulpf3FUk/s72-c/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3770885652172791880</id><published>2009-10-05T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:23:52.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwqA2jejI/AAAAAAAAAPw/POBxfg3GV2M/s1600-h/Fall+2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389314139932031538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwqA2jejI/AAAAAAAAAPw/POBxfg3GV2M/s320/Fall+2009+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know that this has been along time coming!!! I have been so busy, now that Spud Harvest is almost over and I have had my kids home for a week, I guess it is time to probably be the last Mom to post first day of school pictures. In Sugar we have the option to ride the bus the first day of school with oue Kindergartner's. So I was excited to get to ride with Braxton, I have ridden with all of the other kids, once you start something you have to finish..... Boone had to ride with us, Brian had to work and I didn't get someone to watch him. All my kids and I stood in line to get on the bus, I figured that I would find an empty seat and Boone, Braxton and I would share a seat. Boy was I mistaken!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton hopped in with Garrett Beagley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389313862992972786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwZ5LIy_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZfDD03VBXG4/s320/Fall+2009+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Boone hopped in with Justin Beagley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389313874543938306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwakNGiwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nXQ9vpzwjb0/s320/Fall+2009+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was In a seat all by my self. I thought Braxton would need me and enjoy the fact that I got to go to school with him.... We got off the bus and Garrett walked the boys to Braxton's class and then walked them to breakfast.... I just followed like a good Mom taking pictures. I was not at all worried that Braxton wouldn't be taken care of at school....he had the Beagley's. Thank goodness for good friends!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389313883051673810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwbD5gSNI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ER5OTkqRzok/s320/Fall+2009+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389313890804826162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwbgyAADI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vuBVQHTUaG8/s320/Fall+2009+041.jpg" /&gt;My Little James is growing up to fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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;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/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwZcCCmSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DxMyT0okbH8/s1600-h/Fall+2009+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3770885652172791880?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3770885652172791880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3770885652172791880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3770885652172791880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3770885652172791880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqwqA2jejI/AAAAAAAAAPw/POBxfg3GV2M/s72-c/Fall+2009+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-4122973080681847055</id><published>2009-10-05T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:46:28.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqumvJv3MI/AAAAAAAAAPA/icv6KdkLNio/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389311884617833666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqumvJv3MI/AAAAAAAAAPA/icv6KdkLNio/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqumBR83EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kYfUHjajhU8/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389311872304208962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqumBR83EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kYfUHjajhU8/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley with Cheryl Tanner. Cheryl says that I had Ashley and she is really her mom they have a fun relationship !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqulUwRxoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OPAl8aupTD4/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389311860351813250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqulUwRxoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OPAl8aupTD4/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley With Grandpa Humpherys, Grandma was in Chicago with Catherine after Sammy was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssqukw_B-VI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ItQsTAASceI/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389311850750015826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Ssqukw_B-VI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ItQsTAASceI/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Granndpa Meyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqukZxuKNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y8bcJDA4NcA/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389311844520175826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqukZxuKNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y8bcJDA4NcA/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandma and Grandpa Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian and Ashley&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqttZ9h2DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lG57Jb6tf7s/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389310899676895282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqttZ9h2DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lG57Jb6tf7s/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqtKgiKn7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oX9UMDohHNw/s1600-h/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389310300145754034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqtKgiKn7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oX9UMDohHNw/s320/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this is blurry but it is the only picture we got before Ashley was baptized. We were running late and snapped a quick picture. Ashley Loved this day!! It was all about her and she was all over that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-4122973080681847055?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4122973080681847055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=4122973080681847055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4122973080681847055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4122973080681847055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/ashley-baptism.html' title='Ashley Baptism'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SsqumvJv3MI/AAAAAAAAAPA/icv6KdkLNio/s72-c/Nat+and+Nit+12th+bday+and+Ashley+Baptism+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-8011654253274109601</id><published>2009-07-02T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:58:06.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sk1VmzO9cCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Av4cujjCj3c/s1600-h/strawberries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354029657089732642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sk1VmzO9cCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Av4cujjCj3c/s320/strawberries.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last spring my Dad planted some strawberries.... A whole bunch of strawberries!!!This is the 2nd picking and I left a big tupperware bowl for Mary to pick. I actually did 13 batches of freezer jam!!! These are all my big helpers!!! (My kids and Aubrey and Sierra Burton)They helped so much and worked so hard!! (even though there was some complaining about itchy skin and sore backs) The girls, with the help of Hallie Beagley and Tayvri Clay helped me make the jam. There was lots of stirring!! We will have strawberry jam for 2 years!! I love that all the years of drilling into my girls heads about working hard is finally showing some results. They have really impressed me since school got out!!! I am proud of them!!!&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/3568008881073971270-8011654253274109601?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8011654253274109601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=8011654253274109601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8011654253274109601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8011654253274109601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/07/strawberries.html' title='Strawberries'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sk1VmzO9cCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Av4cujjCj3c/s72-c/strawberries.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3510297083101221805</id><published>2009-05-27T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:06:49.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sh1I6yfC8yI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xRauxuhH_Ts/s1600-h/Braxton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340504907952878370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sh1I6yfC8yI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xRauxuhH_Ts/s320/Braxton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxton told Brian and I a joke yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why did the house pass the Picnic table?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It didn't know where it was!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all laugh as hard as I did!!! These jokes remind me so much of my little brother George! He always told the dryest jokes you just had to laugh. He was so proud of them.&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/3568008881073971270-3510297083101221805?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3510297083101221805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3510297083101221805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3510297083101221805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3510297083101221805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/05/dry-jokes.html' title='Dry jokes'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sh1I6yfC8yI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xRauxuhH_Ts/s72-c/Braxton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-9027103242596920072</id><published>2009-04-19T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:53:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFWSKgjmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/yqhIbBm9onY/s1600-h/100_1992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326427233431096930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFWSKgjmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/yqhIbBm9onY/s320/100_1992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFWM7IMbI/AAAAAAAAANs/7n8TMIqXkGE/s1600-h/100_1990_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326427232024408498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFWM7IMbI/AAAAAAAAANs/7n8TMIqXkGE/s320/100_1990_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brian decided to turn the governor down on the four wheeler so that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; could learn to drive it. He LOVED!! this. He giggled and smiled for the first hour that he got to ride it. His sisters were at school so there wasn't any interference. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; is so light that when he goes over the bumps, his little bum lifts off of the seat. We did learn yesterday that a 4 year old isn't aware of the things that can happen. He didn't wreck or anything. But he was told not to drive on the road, he had to stay on the grass. I looked out the window to see, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; and Hallie on the blue four wheeler chasing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; and Garrett on the red four wheeler down the road. Every time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; would look back to see how close &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; was, His hand would turn with his head. (this reminds me a little of a time I was riding in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; with Annie and every time she would turn her head to change lanes her hands would turn to a bit scary!) On our dirt road when he turned he would slide a little sideways. I though for sure they were going to crash. I yelled at everyone and kicked them off!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; says that she was trying to catch up to him and tell him to get off the road so the closer she got the faster he went. What else would a boy do? So after not getting to ride four wheelers and being bored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; found something else to do. He decided to fix my suburban. He is laying on a skateboard so that he can roll under and he is using his Home depot tool set that he got for Christmas last year. Where does a 4 year old boy learn this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFV0ndxVI/AAAAAAAAANk/OFw6jIG0P9Y/s1600-h/100_1993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326427225499485522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFV0ndxVI/AAAAAAAAANk/OFw6jIG0P9Y/s320/100_1993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-9027103242596920072?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/9027103242596920072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=9027103242596920072' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/9027103242596920072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/9027103242596920072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/brian-decided-to-turn-governor-down-on.html' title='Boys will be boys!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetFWSKgjmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/yqhIbBm9onY/s72-c/100_1992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-79113608596913760</id><published>2009-04-19T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:36:08.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetDybvevmI/AAAAAAAAANc/KUCvShSjqMA/s1600-h/100_1940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326425518015168098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetDybvevmI/AAAAAAAAANc/KUCvShSjqMA/s320/100_1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK!! Jen brought some hand bags that her sister was getting rid of to Idaho and all the nieces chose from the pile. This bag still had a tag on it and had never been used "( i wonder why?) Ashley loved this bag and took it to school every day till the zipper broke. She was very sad to think it was broken and being the good and loving mom I am, I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt;, its broke I think we will have to throw it away.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-79113608596913760?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/79113608596913760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=79113608596913760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/79113608596913760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/79113608596913760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-jen-brought-some-hand-bags-that-her.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SetDybvevmI/AAAAAAAAANc/KUCvShSjqMA/s72-c/100_1940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-234122578534849917</id><published>2009-04-14T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:59:56.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does your 3 year old know how to get to Walmart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SeUbrWRMPlI/AAAAAAAAANU/cNW4Q5N7CDo/s1600-h/100_1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324692565961490002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SeUbrWRMPlI/AAAAAAAAANU/cNW4Q5N7CDo/s320/100_1986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only reason I like days like today is when it is cold and raining outside, it is the best time to scrapbook. I started and didn't have any glue dots and I needed them for the page I was doing so it was off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;. We asked Boone if he wanted to got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; and he said no he wanted to play at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Koy's&lt;/span&gt; house, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; was already there so I called to see if that was OK and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kaden&lt;/span&gt; said that would be fine so we dropped Boone off and watched him go in the house and left. I have no Idea how long he was there, if he was sent home or what. But he decided he was walking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to find Mom and Dad. Matt Williams found him down on the main road and brought him home. He was scared and upset and he went in the Bathroom yelling and throwing things. Natasha said he put his coat and bath mat in the toilet. He throws the biggest tantrums!!! We were gone about 25 minutes and all of this happened!! I am so glad that he was safe. But this boy is going to be the death of me!! We tried to explain to him why it's not safe to to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; not even Mom walks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; I said and all he could say was WHY? WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-234122578534849917?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/234122578534849917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=234122578534849917' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/234122578534849917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/234122578534849917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/does-you-3-year-old-know-how-to-get-to.html' title='Does your 3 year old know how to get to Walmart?'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SeUbrWRMPlI/AAAAAAAAANU/cNW4Q5N7CDo/s72-c/100_1986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3495651375755121231</id><published>2009-04-14T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:15:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SeUYJ4do8uI/AAAAAAAAANM/Au2HkEXwUc4/s1600-h/100_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324688692490072802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SeUYJ4do8uI/AAAAAAAAANM/Au2HkEXwUc4/s320/100_1959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; things about Easter is getting to sew my girls dresses. It's always fun and it's even more fun to be all finished. I took 2 inches out of the bodice and they were all still big hence the pink undershirts!! It makes me mad when things don't turn out the way you dream them but oh well!! My girls love them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all that matters!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3495651375755121231?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3495651375755121231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3495651375755121231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3495651375755121231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3495651375755121231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-dresses.html' title='Easter Dresses'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SeUYJ4do8uI/AAAAAAAAANM/Au2HkEXwUc4/s72-c/100_1959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-7937020897928802615</id><published>2009-04-09T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:04:26.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sd6LRnLUBpI/AAAAAAAAANE/PzzCbuLRy00/s1600-h/Loretta+7-11-08+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322844944288974482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sd6LRnLUBpI/AAAAAAAAANE/PzzCbuLRy00/s320/Loretta+7-11-08+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was making Easter Chocolates for my kids today while they were at school. There was chocolate that was left over, so I decided to make little dollops on wax paper for the kids to eat after school. Nitchele came in the door and saw it immediately. She said " is this chocolate?" I looked at her with a little smile and said, " no it's poop". She looked back at with and with a big smile and said, " I like poop". I laughed so hard. I guess I need to be careful with what I say when they ask questions that they should already know the answer to. This reminds me of my mom and the silly things she used to say. I love how I can look back and remember some of those silly things and smile about them!!&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/3568008881073971270-7937020897928802615?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7937020897928802615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=7937020897928802615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7937020897928802615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7937020897928802615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-making-easter-chocolates-for-my.html' title='Easter Chocolate'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sd6LRnLUBpI/AAAAAAAAANE/PzzCbuLRy00/s72-c/Loretta+7-11-08+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3977444360126444952</id><published>2009-03-23T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:49:10.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh man is it winter again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxton&lt;/span&gt; woke up this morning to find snow outside and very sadly said "oh man is it winter again?" I told him it wouldn't last long. I hope it warms up again soon! I love letting the kids wear themselves out by playing outside all day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3977444360126444952?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3977444360126444952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3977444360126444952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3977444360126444952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3977444360126444952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-man-is-it-winter-again.html' title='Oh man is it winter again?'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-2935298427486996290</id><published>2009-03-09T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:43:14.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SbWXG6g-iFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4ljF3RmSdek/s1600-h/100_1884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311317480595949650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SbWXG6g-iFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4ljF3RmSdek/s320/100_1884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha and Nitchele have shared a room pretty much their whole lives.When we finished the basement. They had their own rooms. They were so excited!! Then the crazy girls, I mean all 4 girls decided to get a wild hair and switch bedrooms. So for the past year we have traded rooms and room companions 2 or 3 times.The straw that broke the camels back was when Nitchele and Mikayla shared a room for about 2 weeks. Mikayla needs her sleep and Nitchele likes to read late and can handle a shortage on sleep. So after 2 weeks of a very tired, emotional, and frazzled Mikayla I made them all go back to the way I need and want it. So Natasha and Nitchele are back down stairs in their own rooms again. But you wouldn't know it from the picture. They both sleep in the same bed. It must be a twin thing. And they are not very happy I took this picture. But I am the mom and I will do what I want and what I need !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311323758702926098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SbWc0WSUmRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bX0ufxKyJqA/s320/100_1910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;About a week ago Christy was snowed out of going home to Tetonia so she stayed the night at our house. She was helping me with some stuff to help me get things ready to go do our taxes. We sent the kids to bed and the boys were playing on the stairs.(they didn't listen very well) after about 30 minutes. They got very quiet and Brian went looking for them. This is how he found Braxton sound asleep. We looked for Boone for about 20 minutes everywhere!! I mean everywhere!! We were getting really worried and Brian went outside to see if he had wandered out there at 10:00 at night he looked in the suburban to see if he had climbed in there to find some gum, he looked in his pickup, he went around the whole house yelling his name and couldn't find him anywhere. Christy asked me if we loose him very often. I gave her my worried giggle and said no this doesn't happen often. I called Stephanie in tears. Boone loves to escape to Stephy's house. But he wasn't there either. We have a "blanket tree" that I fold and throw all the blankets over,i had looked there twice and he was not there. I was outside in my socks standing in the snow crying and talking to Stephanie when Brian opened the door and said he had found him. That little stinker had crawled under all those blankets right in the middle of them and fallen asleep. When we went in the front bathroom to turn off the light, I discovered why he had hidden. He had taken a laundry basket in the bathroom and peed in the basket.I can just hear what he would have said if I found him and the basket at the same time. "Don't spank my bum" I was so happy to find him that I gave him a kiss and tucked him in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311324537691282834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SbWdhsPnnZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WQjyIXh77pE/s320/100_1915_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311324700660564386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SbWdrLWhgaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nW5EQnuEZgE/s320/100_1921_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ones for you Grandma!! Do you recognize the cups our dessert is in? We have been trying really hard to have family home evening. We do a short lesson or read sctiptures and do our treat. Our new Stake President told us at Ward Conference that "Simplicity invites Spirituallity" so we have been tring to keep it short and sweet. While I was growing up I remember the treats most of all (well i do remeber a little more) but as a young child I loved it when my mom made something special for FHE. So here are our pretty little dirt cups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-2935298427486996290?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2935298427486996290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=2935298427486996290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2935298427486996290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2935298427486996290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/03/natasha-and-nitchele-have-shared-room.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SbWXG6g-iFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4ljF3RmSdek/s72-c/100_1884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-7106232868496803465</id><published>2009-02-27T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:58:01.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just need Candy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sahv1BOE0CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/o5QftYskqbo/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sahv1BOE0CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/o5QftYskqbo/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307615117507350562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping to Walmart today and I promised the boys if they were good they could have a Subway sandwich for lunch. When we got to the checkout line Braxton said "have we been good mom?" I said yes so you can have a sandwich. And Boone said "I don't want a sandwich I just need candy" I laughed. He didn't get his candy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-7106232868496803465?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7106232868496803465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=7106232868496803465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7106232868496803465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7106232868496803465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-need-candy.html' title='I just need Candy!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/Sahv1BOE0CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/o5QftYskqbo/s72-c/DSC_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-4550649114338099726</id><published>2009-02-20T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:51:03.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFxQcDFI/AAAAAAAAALY/KRP3hSwSOXI/s1600-h/100_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFxQcDFI/AAAAAAAAALY/KRP3hSwSOXI/s320/100_1897.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304994169559452754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFldmyZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uk_MBq25zU4/s1600-h/100_1898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFldmyZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uk_MBq25zU4/s320/100_1898.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304994166393457042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFg7R5GI/AAAAAAAAALI/Rw2Bd1Y2VOg/s1600-h/100_1899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFg7R5GI/AAAAAAAAALI/Rw2Bd1Y2VOg/s320/100_1899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304994165175739490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton's friends showed up today wanting to know if he wanted to play outside. I asked them if they would like me to pull them in the sled behind the snow machine. And those 3 little boys squealed with delight. "Awesome, yeah,this is going to be fun!" They crawled in and I got my instructions from Conner " hey, hey, don't go to slow!" I giggled and said "hold on". Then the two girls wanted rides and Sirri also gave me instructions "please don't go fast" I chose the happy medium for boys and girls. These three little boys better be careful, or should i say their parents. I think that &lt;strong&gt;braxtonconnerkoy&lt;/strong&gt; is how you spell trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-4550649114338099726?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4550649114338099726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=4550649114338099726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4550649114338099726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4550649114338099726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/braxtons-friends-showed-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZ8gFxQcDFI/AAAAAAAAALY/KRP3hSwSOXI/s72-c/100_1897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-152343969406591277</id><published>2009-02-18T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:34:38.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must add.... there was also 1 stool involved! How else can you reach the bag of chips and the pack of gum?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-152343969406591277?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/152343969406591277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=152343969406591277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/152343969406591277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/152343969406591277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-must-add.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3071066788728606966</id><published>2009-02-18T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:35:26.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what happens when there are 2 boys, 2boxes of packaging peanuts, a cup of hot chocolate, a pack of gum, and a bag of chips that are left unattended while Mom hops in for a quick shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e7a63354d4451784f413d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play When MOM"S Away" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e7a63354d4451784f413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3071066788728606966?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3071066788728606966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3071066788728606966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3071066788728606966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3071066788728606966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-what-happens-when-there-are-2.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-2348441546016342574</id><published>2009-02-09T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:33:46.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 3!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR9DjdvmI/AAAAAAAAALA/U23KlyUZfUo/s1600-h/100_1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897239527177826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR9DjdvmI/AAAAAAAAALA/U23KlyUZfUo/s320/100_1869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR8m13pkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TioGa46b-bA/s1600-h/100_1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897231819744834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR8m13pkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TioGa46b-bA/s320/100_1876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR8dnZyQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yf06YNb6hgo/s1600-h/100_1879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897229343148290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR8dnZyQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yf06YNb6hgo/s320/100_1879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR8dd7EWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gYQI1mtqOG0/s1600-h/100_1880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897229303386466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR8dd7EWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gYQI1mtqOG0/s320/100_1880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Boone has been so excited about his birthday. We talked about it all last week. On Saturday we made cup cakes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playdough&lt;/span&gt; to give to his "friends" in nursery. He loaded the 18 baggies with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playdough&lt;/span&gt; in them into his back pack and wore it all the way through church. It was so heavy that if he reached up for something he would almost fall over backward. He was really cute. He learned how to hold up 3 fingers.He got a transformer for his birthday and now he thinks he is Mega Tron. He runs around yelling in his low voice. "I'm Mega Tron" and then he makes lots of transformer sound like he is transforming. So after a fun day of drinking fruit punch and eating chocolate cake he fell asleep on the floor. I couldn't resist the picture of his filthy face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-2348441546016342574?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2348441546016342574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=2348441546016342574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2348441546016342574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2348441546016342574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-baby-is-3.html' title='My baby is 3!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SZCR9DjdvmI/AAAAAAAAALA/U23KlyUZfUo/s72-c/100_1869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-6486255979608810715</id><published>2009-02-04T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:06:03.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that a hole in your sock?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SYoRODvpxmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ikLosqKXxcI/s1600-h/Fall+2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299066844775827042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SYoRODvpxmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ikLosqKXxcI/s320/Fall+2008+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to put Braxton's socks on this morning when I found a hole in one of the socks. I asked him why he gets so many holes in his socks. To this he replied " Mom when I am really hungry and you don't feed me I eat my socks, thats why they always have holes." HA HA!! So all of you out there... if you have kids with holes in their socks, you should ask yourself " Am I feeding my kids enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-6486255979608810715?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6486255979608810715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=6486255979608810715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6486255979608810715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6486255979608810715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-socks.html' title='Is that a hole in your sock?'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SYoRODvpxmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ikLosqKXxcI/s72-c/Fall+2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-6961684920008141845</id><published>2009-01-20T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:31:33.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 years! Is it Possible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SXZsP1Lo7nI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-7wT8FViII4/s1600-h/ScannedImage-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293537431250333298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SXZsP1Lo7nI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-7wT8FViII4/s320/ScannedImage-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SXZpc9pWT1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/-zL06Cvm6YE/s1600-h/ScannedImage-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293534358325841746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SXZpc9pWT1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/-zL06Cvm6YE/s320/ScannedImage-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SXZpcm-ZiLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LpfEgsJJrSU/s1600-h/ScannedImage-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It blows me away to think that it has been 14 years since Brian and I got married! But as you can see the picture is pretty good proof. We have grown older together and also a grown wider together. When we got married we both had a 29 inch waist. WOW the good ol'days! 14 years ago I was giving my Bri baby cards and sweet tart candy. Today I scrubbed my bathroom. Happy Anniversary !! Its a bummer when your anniversary falls in the middle of the week!&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/3568008881073971270-6961684920008141845?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6961684920008141845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=6961684920008141845' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6961684920008141845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6961684920008141845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-years-is-it-possible.html' title='14 years! 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Its was funny to see that they were all so comfy watching cartoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3732103672565762226?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3732103672565762226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3732103672565762226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3732103672565762226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3732103672565762226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-boys.html' title='3 Boys'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SWZjLcskDNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7iUmyu-tG5I/s72-c/100_1847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-8342641155813469921</id><published>2009-01-08T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:44:07.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SWZiNCP3NQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iEcYljadH_4/s1600-h/100_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289022788474451202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SWZiNCP3NQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iEcYljadH_4/s320/100_1849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After My dad had his double knee surgery about 3 weeks ago, we were at his house during the holidays, he mentioned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; that he needed someone to build him a snowman so that he could see it outside the window while he laid in bed. Well when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jacquel&lt;/span&gt; were outside playing at my house they built this little guy. It started warming up and blowing so this is where I found him yesterday. I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; why he was sitting on the steps and she said "Grandpa needs a snowman and I put him there to keep him safe till we can take him to his house." She warms my heart. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thoughtful&lt;/span&gt;! She goes out of her way to do special things for the people around her what a sweetie pie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-8342641155813469921?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8342641155813469921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=8342641155813469921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8342641155813469921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8342641155813469921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-my-dad-had-his-double-knee.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SWZiNCP3NQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iEcYljadH_4/s72-c/100_1849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-4119436567556572158</id><published>2008-12-31T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:03:06.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas PJ's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SVw_Mhq0QxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iVDVzDYReSY/s1600-h/DSC_5311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286169547055055634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SVw_Mhq0QxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iVDVzDYReSY/s320/DSC_5311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the pictures from Annie So I am finally taking the time to get this on here. When I started this project I was planning on putting nicknames on the front of all the shirts, so I was going to put thing 1 and thing 2 on the twins shirts when I realized that I have 6 things so now they are all numbered 1-6. Even Boone knows that he is #6. It makes me remember back to when my family would go places and when we got back in the car we would have to "count off" starting with Elizabeth all the way down. I was known as #4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-4119436567556572158?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4119436567556572158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=4119436567556572158' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4119436567556572158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/4119436567556572158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-pjs.html' title='Christmas PJ&apos;s'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SVw_Mhq0QxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iVDVzDYReSY/s72-c/DSC_5311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3707145902376634800</id><published>2008-12-23T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:36:23.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SVE9MQ_q7cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UCIW9Ge5J3o/s1600-h/DSC_0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283071118812048834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SVE9MQ_q7cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UCIW9Ge5J3o/s320/DSC_0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan I miss you and really want to play with you. I still dance to Fishing in the dark. And play my guitar. I had lots of fun on that sleep over. I can't wait to see you in February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3707145902376634800?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3707145902376634800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3707145902376634800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3707145902376634800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3707145902376634800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/12/meagan.html' title='Megan'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SVE9MQ_q7cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UCIW9Ge5J3o/s72-c/DSC_0150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-5627104267287649610</id><published>2008-12-19T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:02:46.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kkeuzRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eXEOrHYlKvo/s1600-h/100_1829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514627894529298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kkeuzRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eXEOrHYlKvo/s320/100_1829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kSsPStI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jiumH88ReS8/s1600-h/100_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514623119346386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kSsPStI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jiumH88ReS8/s320/100_1830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kHvk3_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/1x6z4euyVSk/s1600-h/100_1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514620180553714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kHvk3_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/1x6z4euyVSk/s320/100_1834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1jG9fABI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cWY7pt1iuQs/s1600-h/100_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514602790584338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1jG9fABI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cWY7pt1iuQs/s320/100_1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth, Laura and I Took Tyson and Boone to the Mall to see Santa. As you can see from the pictures, it took a bit of coaxing to get the two of them to sit on Santa's lap. Tyson was more than willing to talk about spiderman and Boone, while he was on my lap talked about snowmachines and how fast they go. Tyson was brave and then there was Boone. I sat him on Santa's lap and this is what he did, and wouldn't say a thing. He is so much like Ashley it is scary. And for the last picture of Tyson, I call this the deer in the headlight look, which one's the deer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-5627104267287649610?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5627104267287649610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=5627104267287649610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5627104267287649610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5627104267287649610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/12/elizabeth-laura-and-i-took-tyson-and.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUu1kkeuzRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eXEOrHYlKvo/s72-c/100_1829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-7928563469373035721</id><published>2008-12-12T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:36:58.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Try It On?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUaHoqUXNOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VcFkSBDymuY/s1600-h/100_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280056745762698466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUaHoqUXNOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VcFkSBDymuY/s320/100_1822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUaHocF1IdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2t1ES6-VBkM/s1600-h/100_1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280056741943648722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUaHocF1IdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2t1ES6-VBkM/s320/100_1819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have been sewing and crafting for 2 months straight!! Not quite but it feels like it. I have sewn 10 blanket this season, CRAZY I know!! I just finished the final one! It is the only one that was not really for a Christmas gift. It is for my dad and he goes in on Monday to replace both knees. So I made him a comfort blanket. The cutest thing about all these "blankies" is that when I am done I take a deep breath and say I'm Done! And Boone says, "Can I try it on?" So, we wrap him up in them and he watches T.V. for a while and then it is time to wash them. So All of you who are getting Christmas blankets, know that they have been Boone tested and approved!! Now that I have made pj's and blankets for everyone else. It is now time to get started on my kids Christmas pj's! Almost done!!&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/3568008881073971270-7928563469373035721?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7928563469373035721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=7928563469373035721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7928563469373035721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/7928563469373035721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-i-try-it-on.html' title='Can I Try It On?'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SUaHoqUXNOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VcFkSBDymuY/s72-c/100_1822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-3987605018523471640</id><published>2008-11-18T13:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:35:24.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Your it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SSMuK-68qPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FxmtBD7AA9Q/s1600-h/Summer+2007+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270106755177425138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SSMuK-68qPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FxmtBD7AA9Q/s320/Summer+2007+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth file Fourth Picture. This is when Natasha Nitchele and I hiked the "R" mountain. This was the last year the 3rd graders at Sugar hiked it for a field trip. We carried flowers and a bottle of water up, and planted them. I'm sure they died the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Tag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karen Beagley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy Helsing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura Humpherys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa Anderson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get the picture from your 4th file 4th one over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-3987605018523471640?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3987605018523471640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3987605018523471640' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3987605018523471640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3987605018523471640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag Your it!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SSMuK-68qPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FxmtBD7AA9Q/s72-c/Summer+2007+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-8129424973243960698</id><published>2008-11-05T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:52:35.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First REAL snow</title><content type='html'>When the boys woke up this morning they were so excited to see the snow. Boone said "now we can ride the snowmachines", and Braxton replied "no Boone there is not enough snow yet".&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGYNixdXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lheB7vZyrNE/s1600-h/100_1774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277927371666802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGYNixdXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lheB7vZyrNE/s320/100_1774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that they are getting older and learning new things. Earlier they found a red belt to one of my skirts that they decided was a fishing pole. They stood at the top of the stair and cast their "fishing pole" down the stairs where they would lay and wait till they got a bite. Then they would catch the "big sharks with sharp teeth" silly boys!! They are so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGPLM8utI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0IOCiKKwoj8/s1600-h/100_1778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277772124437202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGPLM8utI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0IOCiKKwoj8/s320/100_1778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGOxvZ2AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KMoWli-VGcw/s1600-h/100_1781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277765289629698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGOxvZ2AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KMoWli-VGcw/s320/100_1781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGORgOeHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_SdPpoMXPK0/s1600-h/100_1782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277756636035186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGORgOeHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_SdPpoMXPK0/s320/100_1782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGNO6i_ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AS8FmHQXg8Y/s1600-h/be49aef7ce8f%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277738761256338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGNO6i_ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AS8FmHQXg8Y/s320/be49aef7ce8f%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGM0Vna9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/MFtK7sr8i7M/s1600-h/f93784943dc3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265277731627035602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGM0Vna9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/MFtK7sr8i7M/s320/f93784943dc3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-8129424973243960698?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8129424973243960698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=8129424973243960698' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8129424973243960698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8129424973243960698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-real-snow_05.html' title='First REAL snow'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SRIGYNixdXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lheB7vZyrNE/s72-c/100_1774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-6645920940336955864</id><published>2008-11-01T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:48:04.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo 2008</title><content type='html'>Ahh! one year down agian. Let the Holiday Season begin!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVi7khWWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qQRgBylohh8/s1600-h/HPIM0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263746491828230498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVi7khWWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qQRgBylohh8/s320/HPIM0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVUyYUI5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1tKXKJaWNUA/s1600-h/HPIM0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263746248842945426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVUyYUI5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1tKXKJaWNUA/s320/HPIM0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVUSWZVXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xBY3wV9vs0Y/s1600-h/HPIM0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263746240244962674" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVR87EoSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/q3WLmg1FJaA/s320/HPIM0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-6645920940336955864?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6645920940336955864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=6645920940336955864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6645920940336955864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6645920940336955864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/11/boo-2008.html' title='Boo 2008'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SQyVi7khWWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qQRgBylohh8/s72-c/HPIM0469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-2029727637023279241</id><published>2008-10-21T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:17:37.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-84.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573455329156&amp;amp;site=widget-84.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573455329156&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p1/2738188573455329156/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOvEprIM8jI/AAAAAAAAADc/9Zrr3uBZrmY/s320/Fall+2008+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_6HEgALI/AAAAAAAAACs/8M5B51DxGQY/s1600-h/Fall+2008+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOvBK_C1SNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5t5NYVCKKwc/s1600-h/Fall+2008+175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505784723982546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="155" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOvBK_C1SNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5t5NYVCKKwc/s320/Fall+2008+175.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOvBL4x7gEI/AAAAAAAAADU/qXImlqYG92Q/s320/Fall+2008+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_4kgqX9I/AAAAAAAAACM/TY0zK4feInc/s1600-h/Fall+2008+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504368852066258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_4kgqX9I/AAAAAAAAACM/TY0zK4feInc/s320/Fall+2008+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_4xXyuxI/AAAAAAAAACU/0SNjwY1g9dg/s1600-h/Fall+2008+153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504372304526098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_4xXyuxI/AAAAAAAAACU/0SNjwY1g9dg/s320/Fall+2008+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_5BNwqqI/AAAAAAAAACc/aJni41y85NU/s1600-h/Fall+2008+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504376557415074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_5BNwqqI/AAAAAAAAACc/aJni41y85NU/s320/Fall+2008+157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_5iQT9qI/AAAAAAAAACk/XOYburP7zag/s1600-h/Fall+2008+181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254504385426486946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_5iQT9qI/AAAAAAAAACk/XOYburP7zag/s320/Fall+2008+181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOu_6HEgALI/AAAAAAAAACs/8M5B51DxGQY/s1600-h/Fall+2008+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to find somewhere to play in the leaves, but the leaves have not fallen yet so we took some pictures instead. Its hard to believe that all my babies are growing up. Natasha and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nitchele&lt;/span&gt; turned 11 on Sunday. Yep feeling old I am!!&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/3568008881073971270-3068886724055261337?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3068886724055261337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=3068886724055261337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3068886724055261337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/3068886724055261337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-colors-of-fall.html' title='I Love the Colors of fall'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOvEprIM8jI/AAAAAAAAADc/9Zrr3uBZrmY/s72-c/Fall+2008+172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-8309709139444827576</id><published>2008-10-05T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:17:59.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgnw15JsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BDwdGPhMgg8/s1600-h/HPIM0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253766307802326722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgnw15JsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BDwdGPhMgg8/s320/HPIM0319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgn5fUipI/AAAAAAAAAB8/41-9-wlK5fk/s1600-h/HPIM0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253766310123571858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgn5fUipI/AAAAAAAAAB8/41-9-wlK5fk/s320/HPIM0401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgofudkUI/AAAAAAAAACE/OSG3P2NBq9o/s1600-h/HPIM0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253766320387625282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgofudkUI/AAAAAAAAACE/OSG3P2NBq9o/s320/HPIM0408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had tons of fun in Cancun I am still waiting for some pictures that Liz and Jen took. We shared cameras and took turns.Here are a couple of Brian and I on the beach and on the Pier by our beach too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-8309709139444827576?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8309709139444827576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=8309709139444827576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8309709139444827576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/8309709139444827576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-had-tons-of-fun-in-cancun-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkgnw15JsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BDwdGPhMgg8/s72-c/HPIM0319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-2681963621966969247</id><published>2008-10-05T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:50:59.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My potty training days are almost over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkakUyVtOI/AAAAAAAAABs/P4uSlqmzq84/s1600-h/102_1773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253759651661853922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkakUyVtOI/AAAAAAAAABs/P4uSlqmzq84/s320/102_1773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you may think this is a little weird. And you may say "why would she put this on here?" To those of you who say this, I say I have six kids and today my Baby Booners said "mom i have to go poo" Yipee!! The end is in sight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-2681963621966969247?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2681963621966969247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=2681963621966969247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2681963621966969247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/2681963621966969247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-potty-training-days-are-almost-over.html' title='My potty training days are almost over!!'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SOkakUyVtOI/AAAAAAAAABs/P4uSlqmzq84/s72-c/102_1773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-5597512531378721490</id><published>2008-09-17T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:56:27.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmon Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEh_O5YL4I/AAAAAAAAABk/yhy60EMl6sQ/s1600-h/Summer+2008+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247012411077570434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEh_O5YL4I/AAAAAAAAABk/yhy60EMl6sQ/s320/Summer+2008+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEhQsUIi9I/AAAAAAAAABc/J1iQyxbqeec/s1600-h/Summer+2008+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247011611520568274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEhQsUIi9I/AAAAAAAAABc/J1iQyxbqeec/s320/Summer+2008+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEhAFkpa3I/AAAAAAAAABU/B1xT9jkh25Y/s1600-h/Summer+2008+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247011326242941810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEhAFkpa3I/AAAAAAAAABU/B1xT9jkh25Y/s320/Summer+2008+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEgjW356UI/AAAAAAAAABM/eFWYoAhp-mk/s1600-h/Summer+2008+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247010832670910786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEgjW356UI/AAAAAAAAABM/eFWYoAhp-mk/s320/Summer+2008+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last Three summers Elizabeth and I Have planned trip to go to Salmon. It has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun. Dad took us the first year and showed us all the sites. The first year, we stayed in a hotel, well some of us did. Elizabeth and dad shared a room and he snored so loud that half way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt; took her sleeping bag and went and slept in her pickup. B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; the last 2 years we have both had camp trailers. So we have been able to stay in some fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; spots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are on our way up to Meadow Lake. Matthews Family except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Madysen&lt;/span&gt;. She is on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boone In his summer shorts and Playing in the Snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Beautiful up there. I guess it used to be a glacier. And I have to put the picture of the flower on. I take pictures of flowers, which I inherited from my mother and after looking at Grandma Parks pictures not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;long ago&lt;/span&gt;... My mom Inherited it from her mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-5597512531378721490?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5597512531378721490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=5597512531378721490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5597512531378721490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/5597512531378721490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/09/salmon-trip.html' title='Salmon Trip'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEh_O5YL4I/AAAAAAAAABk/yhy60EMl6sQ/s72-c/Summer+2008+120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568008881073971270.post-6108042762711516448</id><published>2008-09-17T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:08:10.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEdJ6koniI/AAAAAAAAABE/zzG9B1p-3UM/s1600-h/Summer+2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247007097042279970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEdJ6koniI/AAAAAAAAABE/zzG9B1p-3UM/s320/Summer+2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEdCkC6Z0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/u9I2fq2CWP4/s1600-h/Summer+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247006970736174914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEdCkC6Z0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/u9I2fq2CWP4/s320/Summer+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEcwJNbryI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jX0sfdtcO0M/s1600-h/Summer+2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247006654294896418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEcwJNbryI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jX0sfdtcO0M/s320/Summer+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEcAmeHO6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kVr_6UxbDfk/s1600-h/Summer+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247005837515766690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEcAmeHO6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kVr_6UxbDfk/s320/Summer+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that the girls are back in school. I just have the boys at home. I was canning beans and they wanted to help. They helped all the way from snapping the beans to putting them in the jars. Sometimes it is easier to do things without the kids help and sometimes, just sometimes it is easier to let them help so that they will stop begging. Braxton and Boone had a ton of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3568008881073971270-6108042762711516448?l=meyersklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6108042762711516448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3568008881073971270&amp;postID=6108042762711516448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6108042762711516448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3568008881073971270/posts/default/6108042762711516448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meyersklan.blogspot.com/2008/09/canning-beans.html' title='Canning Beans'/><author><name>meyersbd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10815317442951713048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SLTJYyfxryI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/74w0gzdxLDY/S220/DSC_0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xWrbaVk6q9M/SNEdJ6koniI/AAAAAAAAABE/zzG9B1p-3UM/s72-c/Summer+2008+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
