<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656</id><updated>2009-11-11T08:01:59.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything That Really Matters...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-3961244021356759126</id><published>2009-10-20T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:05:39.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of This &amp; A Little Bit of That</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really wanted to catch up on blogging before I have the baby so here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October started off with Conference weekend which is my absolute favorite. Of course on Sunday we spent the whole day at my parents house with the whole family. At some point in the day Carter found this spider and was so excited to show it to everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910443853291330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6Sdxjrn0I/AAAAAAAABKc/TVxbk0GEfjo/s320/Oct+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that Porter is holding Carter's hand out as if he is helping him handle it better because the only one of the kids willing to even touch it was Carter! Sam was very proud of his little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910455508975954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6Sec-nQVI/AAAAAAAABKk/SlPKyPcuEfk/s320/Oct+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend was the annual Morgan Family Campout. Porter and Carter were so excited to go that they wore themselves out before we even got there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910463248709394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6Se5z6NxI/AAAAAAAABKs/uHw8aDbVnFs/s320/Oct+2009+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was not very good about taking pictures while we were there. Saturday was spent at the beach by most everyone but Sam didn't want me walking down there in case I went into labor so I hung out with my parents, the Erickson's, Kim, Heather and Abby. The boys fished while they were down at the beach and actually caught a few fish. It was the highlight of the whole weekend and I totally missed out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6SfQ22vqI/AAAAAAAABK0/7EU_b-5dG3k/s1600-h/Oct+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910469435080354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6SfQ22vqI/AAAAAAAABK0/7EU_b-5dG3k/s320/Oct+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pictures were taken Saturday night while we were all hanging out around the campfire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The battery was about to die so that is why they are so blurry but something is better than nothing right?? Well, maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910480519545506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6Sf6JmQqI/AAAAAAAABK8/pSujMk5rflg/s320/Oct+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here are just a few random pictures that I thought I would post since they were on the camera. Yes, the boys got a hold of my camera again but there were quite a few pictures this time that were way too inappropriate to post. Trust me, you don't even want to know.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there were a few cute ones that are safe enough to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910794557724482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6SyMCIl0I/AAAAAAAABLU/vxHZokp7O3A/s320/Oct+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carter, self-portrait taken upside down. I love those lips!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910784569438658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6Sxm0vccI/AAAAAAAABLM/pcgtzQd_RDY/s320/Oct+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carter again...dressed up as a gangster pirate, I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394910775225831362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6SxEBDT8I/AAAAAAAABLE/rU56PvzOMs0/s320/Oct+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Porter as a cowboy...a really excited cowboy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our next post should be in a few days and will have pictures of our newest little Rath.&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited to add another son to our little crew and&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to share pictures with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-3961244021356759126?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/3961244021356759126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=3961244021356759126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3961244021356759126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3961244021356759126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-bit-of-this-little-bit-of-that.html' title='A Little Bit of This &amp; A Little Bit of That'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/St6Sdxjrn0I/AAAAAAAABKc/TVxbk0GEfjo/s72-c/Oct+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-4144030508305610321</id><published>2009-09-27T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:56:04.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Baby Shower Brunch With My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wonderful niece Abby planned an awesome brunch for me with the family. It was so fun to get together with my mom, sisters, sister-in-law and mother-in-law! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They all were so wonderful to be there to show their love and support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sJDJSY7I/AAAAAAAABKU/UfVuauV9Rio/s1600-h/sept+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386283319565640626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sJDJSY7I/AAAAAAAABKU/UfVuauV9Rio/s320/sept+2009+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marybel, Mom, Me, Charla and Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sIq-J8OI/AAAAAAAABKM/pqXFm2_1JB8/s1600-h/sept+2009+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386283313076498658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sIq-J8OI/AAAAAAAABKM/pqXFm2_1JB8/s320/sept+2009+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deana, Me and Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sIASluFI/AAAAAAAABKE/QyuEt_UO9RU/s1600-h/sept+2009+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386283301619480658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sIASluFI/AAAAAAAABKE/QyuEt_UO9RU/s320/sept+2009+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Amber, Memphis and Sherri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who have been wanting to see a nice fat pregnant pic of me...there you go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Amber -- I should've listened to you and stood in the middle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-4144030508305610321?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/4144030508305610321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=4144030508305610321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4144030508305610321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4144030508305610321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-shower-brunch-with-my-family.html' title='A Baby Shower Brunch With My Family'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_sJDJSY7I/AAAAAAAABKU/UfVuauV9Rio/s72-c/sept+2009+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-6356264304535958975</id><published>2009-09-27T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:48:39.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfield Stage Ward Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Can I tell you how lucky I am to be in my ward?? I have such great friends and they were kind enough to make sure that they all help me get ready for our upcoming arrival. My visiting teacher Emily Slusser hosted the shower at her home and Charla helped her along with lots of other people in the ward who brought yummy desserts and appetizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_m_ArIfuI/AAAAAAAABJs/fOYdqc_PLOU/s1600-h/sept+2009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277649545461474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_m_ArIfuI/AAAAAAAABJs/fOYdqc_PLOU/s320/sept+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting Teachers past and present: Tara Slusser and Emily Slusser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mdvMt3CI/AAAAAAAABJU/_OkMcIEPkM8/s1600-h/sept+2009+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277077918800930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mdvMt3CI/AAAAAAAABJU/_OkMcIEPkM8/s320/sept+2009+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wonderful friends: Melanie Hilbig, Ann Armstrong &amp;amp; Luella Downs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277654153216658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_m_R1tQpI/AAAAAAAABJ0/KMbGwHQ9fSM/s320/sept+2009+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sisters: Me and Charla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mdLO-NjI/AAAAAAAABJM/sBQK-dMy11k/s1600-h/sept+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277068264584754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mdLO-NjI/AAAAAAAABJM/sBQK-dMy11k/s320/sept+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great friend and Porter's primary teacher: Ericka Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mcovqmbI/AAAAAAAABJE/OTmSjG3hGM0/s1600-h/sept+2009+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277059006470578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mcovqmbI/AAAAAAAABJE/OTmSjG3hGM0/s320/sept+2009+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great neighboors and carpool pals: Erin Ek and Janine Butters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277637342941330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_m-TN00JI/AAAAAAAABJk/IcEJqWvCoLE/s320/sept+2009+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A picture with Luella, who is also pregnant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not fair having to be pregnant at the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same time as this girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mJM_r19I/AAAAAAAABI8/EzdOMInJZrE/s1600-h/sept+2009+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386276725139953618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mJM_r19I/AAAAAAAABI8/EzdOMInJZrE/s320/sept+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't these girls the best?: Jessica Lay, Chantel Skidmore and Kristin Hughes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mIm8UUyI/AAAAAAAABI0/k4RElCmliTY/s1600-h/sept+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386276714925282082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mIm8UUyI/AAAAAAAABI0/k4RElCmliTY/s320/sept+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They just keep coming!: Brookie Fellars, Michelle Miles, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristen Beach, Emily Slusser and Heather Murphy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mIDv4sHI/AAAAAAAABIs/R9DAxzDMlQc/s1600-h/sept+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386276705477898354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mIDv4sHI/AAAAAAAABIs/R9DAxzDMlQc/s320/sept+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still more...Jeanine Wulfenstein, Teresa Soles, and Karen Ji. Love these girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277087801927954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_meUBCaRI/AAAAAAAABJc/HuQIs18eXJ4/s320/sept+2009+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hanging out with Brenda Rojas...so much fun to talk to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mHZDlH-I/AAAAAAAABIk/SDQL_5i7xoE/s1600-h/sept+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386276694017777634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_mHZDlH-I/AAAAAAAABIk/SDQL_5i7xoE/s320/sept+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephanie Lucero and Naomi Yocum...great people!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386277667702537970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_nAEUHfvI/AAAAAAAABJ8/h6Y4CfrRwp0/s320/sept+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The whole gang!! I had such a great time and you guys really got me excited for this next baby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being such great friends and for all your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-6356264304535958975?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/6356264304535958975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=6356264304535958975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/6356264304535958975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/6356264304535958975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterfield-stage-ward-baby-shower.html' title='Butterfield Stage Ward Baby Shower'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_m_ArIfuI/AAAAAAAABJs/fOYdqc_PLOU/s72-c/sept+2009+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-7830383962095998549</id><published>2009-09-27T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:02:07.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little fishermen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_fY0InmuI/AAAAAAAABIc/JlzGVfO0jCI/s1600-h/sept+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269296763050722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_fY0InmuI/AAAAAAAABIc/JlzGVfO0jCI/s320/sept+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few months back I noticed a show that kept popping up on our DVR and I kept deleting it thinking that it was an obvious mistake. No sooner than  I would delete it, there would be another episode of "Angling Edge" on the DVR. It took me a while to figure out that this show has become one of Porter's favorites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well to go along with this, a few weeks ago we had some friends visiting us and Sam thought it would be fun to go play around at the arcade. While we were there, Porter found this Bass Fishing game and was absolutely "hooked" and it didn't take long before Carter was right along there with him. We have even gone back since and all they played the whole time we were there was this fishing game that they both enjoy a ton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Porter's birthday he has planned a fishing party and can't wait to take a few of his friends and their dad's with them. It is all that he talks about and I know that he is picking up lots of tips while he is watching "Angling Edge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_fYVujPCI/AAAAAAAABIU/vTG-qDv60e4/s1600-h/sept+2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386269288600648738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_fYVujPCI/AAAAAAAABIU/vTG-qDv60e4/s320/sept+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-7830383962095998549?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/7830383962095998549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=7830383962095998549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/7830383962095998549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/7830383962095998549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-little-fishermen.html' title='My little fishermen'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_fY0InmuI/AAAAAAAABIc/JlzGVfO0jCI/s72-c/sept+2009+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-9214257457061559805</id><published>2009-09-27T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:54:50.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter Starting Pre-K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_e2z5-2TI/AAAAAAAABIM/dYkwVbonPB8/s1600-h/sept+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386268712586107186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_e2z5-2TI/AAAAAAAABIM/dYkwVbonPB8/s320/sept+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, last year when Porter was in pre-k it was very important that I make the distinction between that and preschool...now that Carter is in pre-k there is still no exception. I officially have no more preschoolers, atleast not for a few more years! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carter has been so excited to start up school again and with the struggle that we have had to go throught with Porter, I am very thankful it has been so easy for Carter. He normally is the one I would worry about being away but all of a sudden he seems to be quite the big boy, not to mention that I think he is so very bored at home while Porter is at school that he is just thankful to have something of his own to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386268703234796754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_e2REdLNI/AAAAAAAABIE/unwIVKoW-Mo/s320/sept+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-9214257457061559805?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/9214257457061559805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=9214257457061559805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/9214257457061559805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/9214257457061559805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/09/carter-starting-pre-k.html' title='Carter Starting Pre-K'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sr_e2z5-2TI/AAAAAAAABIM/dYkwVbonPB8/s72-c/sept+2009+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-5617343616806996277</id><published>2009-08-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:49:15.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter's 4th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkxQJddWI/AAAAAAAABH8/ZhhqyhdSIBI/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860640019477858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkxQJddWI/AAAAAAAABH8/ZhhqyhdSIBI/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good morning birthday boy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sprkw7WM8GI/AAAAAAAABH0/loh0EemaOwM/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860634435776610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sprkw7WM8GI/AAAAAAAABH0/loh0EemaOwM/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile it's your birthday and you are going to have a party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkwUXOdCI/AAAAAAAABHs/aWeU59E6Z1M/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860623971087394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkwUXOdCI/AAAAAAAABHs/aWeU59E6Z1M/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A waterslide party at Grandpa Morgan's house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sprkfo7LJOI/AAAAAAAABHk/DnZeRzr8H48/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860337432798434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sprkfo7LJOI/AAAAAAAABHk/DnZeRzr8H48/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are going to invite all of your friends over to play and have pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkfFtPaGI/AAAAAAAABHc/OXn6VeB_0F0/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860327979116642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkfFtPaGI/AAAAAAAABHc/OXn6VeB_0F0/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You get to open lots and lots of presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkefEMNEI/AAAAAAAABHU/vgpkgx83IXo/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860317606392898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkefEMNEI/AAAAAAAABHU/vgpkgx83IXo/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And don't forget about decorating your own ice cream cone cupcake. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sprkd6ROPSI/AAAAAAAABHM/W7J9RHKr8Z4/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860307728940322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sprkd6ROPSI/AAAAAAAABHM/W7J9RHKr8Z4/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are all gonna have such a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkdIe5l4I/AAAAAAAABHE/nDYr0Uo10Z4/s1600-h/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375860294364534658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkdIe5l4I/AAAAAAAABHE/nDYr0Uo10Z4/s320/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it will all end at Sunday dinner when the whole family sings happy birthday to you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you Carter and hope that you had a wonderful 4th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-5617343616806996277?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/5617343616806996277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=5617343616806996277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/5617343616806996277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/5617343616806996277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/08/carters-4th-birthday.html' title='Carter&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprkxQJddWI/AAAAAAAABH8/ZhhqyhdSIBI/s72-c/Carter%27s+Birthday+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-3049654394729967324</id><published>2009-08-30T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:25:52.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porter's First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe it but the day finally came for Porter to start Kindergarten!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY!!! He was so happy to go to school that first morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375834376262898578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprM4gB705I/AAAAAAAABGs/hOM7OzZlJeY/s320/August+09+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porter was definately looking very cool for school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375834384252022274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprM49ysLgI/AAAAAAAABG0/zXX-nNTCxYw/s320/August+09+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to stay in class with him for a little while and this is a picture of me putting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his name tag on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprM5S5fm6I/AAAAAAAABG8/zVDZYnRfSk8/s1600-h/August+09+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375834389917703074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprM5S5fm6I/AAAAAAAABG8/zVDZYnRfSk8/s320/August+09+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids waving goodbye to their mom's and dad's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since this blog serves as a journal for our little family there are a few things that I want to include about Porter's first few weeks as a kindergartner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first day home from school, all day long he was saying "I can't believe I'm a kindergartner!" and "Can you believe I started kindergarten already?" It was so cute and I was so happy to see how excited he was to start school. Then the following morning when it was time to get ready for school he said that he wasn't feeling good, and I realized that he didn't really want to go. I convinced him that he should and did and he got out that day and everyday very excited about the days events and very happy to see us. He has struggled a little bit with having to leave and it has really been hard on my pregnant emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day last week Porter and I were talking and he asked if I had ever cried when I went to kindergarten. I told him that I did, that I cried a lot because I was very shy and didn't know how to talk to people very well. I told him that I knew that wasn't a problem for him, that he makes friends very easily. He told me that he worries while he is at school that we aren't going to pick him up. I then told him that while he is at school I think about him the whole time and wonder what he's doing. I assured him that when he is not with me I am always thinking about him. He then went upstairs and got ready for bed. When he came back down quite a few minutes later he said "Mom, thanks for telling me that stuff that you told me...it really helps."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sending Porter off to school those next couple days went a lot better and although we are still trying to work through some other anxious feelings that come about we are getting through this little adjustment period. It is funny how I always thought that Porter was SO ready for this time in his life and never would've imagined that he would have a hard time leaving home it makes me feel as though I really need to be sure that the time that he spends at home with us is positive and that I should be thankful that he should love us so much and feel like he might be missing out a little bit while he is away. Now, if only he still felt a little of this ten years from years I will probably be the happiest mom ever!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-3049654394729967324?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/3049654394729967324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=3049654394729967324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3049654394729967324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3049654394729967324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/08/porters-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Porter&apos;s First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprM4gB705I/AAAAAAAABGs/hOM7OzZlJeY/s72-c/August+09+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-7170740182009667427</id><published>2009-08-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:01:09.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wild Animal Park with the Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our last fun activity for the summer was going to the Wild Animal Park with the Roberts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were really excited to go and were very thankful for the opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLdASOi2I/AAAAAAAABGk/8LMthb7cC7Y/s1600-h/August+09+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375832804373203810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLdASOi2I/AAAAAAAABGk/8LMthb7cC7Y/s320/August+09+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph, Porter and Carter standing with the Meerkat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLcrV9t9I/AAAAAAAABGc/3DldlS22Ypo/s1600-h/August+09+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375832798751733714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLcrV9t9I/AAAAAAAABGc/3DldlS22Ypo/s320/August+09+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys loved the dinosaur expedition that they had going on there at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLcDa5TxI/AAAAAAAABGU/g8Q6cVysaFY/s1600-h/August+09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375832788034998034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLcDa5TxI/AAAAAAAABGU/g8Q6cVysaFY/s320/August+09+011.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/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLbpknuQI/AAAAAAAABGM/VeE26qU2nbs/s1600-h/August+09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375832781096466690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLbpknuQI/AAAAAAAABGM/VeE26qU2nbs/s320/August+09+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carter, Reby, Porter and Joseph on the Rhino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Marybel and Kevin for inviting us to go with you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really had a blast...and boy were we beat by the end of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-7170740182009667427?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/7170740182009667427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=7170740182009667427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/7170740182009667427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/7170740182009667427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/08/wild-animal-park-with-roberts.html' title='The Wild Animal Park with the Roberts'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SprLdASOi2I/AAAAAAAABGk/8LMthb7cC7Y/s72-c/August+09+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-3190613078246499735</id><published>2009-07-27T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:45:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip to Spanish Fork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every summer I grew up spending a couple weeks on my mom's parents farm in Spanish Fork, UT. I told Sam early on this summer that I wanted to somehow get the boys up to the farm for Pioneer Day and Spanish Fork Fiesta Days. I think my mom was happy to know that I had such fond memories of those vacations that she told my dad that they should take me and the boys up for a week. I think she would've stayed even longer if the boys and I could have handled being away from Sam for so long but there was no way that was even possible. My parents stayed at the farm in Leland and the boys and I stayed with my cousin Karalee in Payson. I appreciate all the driving that my parents and cousin did driving us back and forth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday as soon as we got to Karalee's we made plans to go to Santaquin to the Family Tree Restaurant where we ate their gigantic yummy scones and honeybutter. Then we went back to the house and hung out for the rest of the night which was perfect after our long drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday the Porter and Carter played with Karalee's kids and we decided to go to the dollar movie in Provo and say Monsters vs. Aliens. Then we met up with my parents and Aunt Jolene on the farm and decided to go to the Pizza Factory to celebrate Russell's (Karalee's husband) birthday. Thanks Russell for picking the Pizza Factory because it was so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wedenesday my parents planned to take us to Provo to meet up with the Smith's but when we got up there Joanna called and told me that Grace had a fever. We ended up just hanging out at BYU. We went to the museum there on campus which the boys loved, we played games at the Wilkinson Center, and we had lunch at the Creamery. We also drove by the Provo Temple and pointed out all the missionaries that were walking between there and the MTC. Then I had the boys take a picture in front of the MTC cause I thought Sam might like that since he is always talking about them being future missionaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363294251561958498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_tLI-vGI/AAAAAAAABF8/dhMfSCyibd0/s320/July+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we headed back to the farm for a little rest before going out to see the stock parade and to have a picnic and then we were off to the rodeo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_srLLUyI/AAAAAAAABF0/36USgIRD2uo/s1600-h/July+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363294242981237538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_srLLUyI/AAAAAAAABF0/36USgIRD2uo/s320/July+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron and Michael joined us for the rodeo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't tell anyone but I think Michael thought it was pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_sDis6CI/AAAAAAAABFs/gQUDSjpPurE/s1600-h/July+2009+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363294232342489122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_sDis6CI/AAAAAAAABFs/gQUDSjpPurE/s320/July+2009+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a picture of ourselves while waiting for the rodeo to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_rg9nvqI/AAAAAAAABFk/5zKVr5K5hp4/s1600-h/July+2009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363294223060156066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_rg9nvqI/AAAAAAAABFk/5zKVr5K5hp4/s320/July+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katelyn and Samantha sat next to us and loved helping me keep the boys entertained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_rUPsgJI/AAAAAAAABFc/BQiXBtPFN_M/s1600-h/July+2009+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363294219646304402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_rUPsgJI/AAAAAAAABFc/BQiXBtPFN_M/s320/July+2009+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carter really took to Samantha -- it was so cute to see him with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_P2yJQRI/AAAAAAAABFU/pjWxKSXOARY/s1600-h/July+2009+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293747881263378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_P2yJQRI/AAAAAAAABFU/pjWxKSXOARY/s320/July+2009+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin's wife, Wendy, did such a great job trying to keep Porter awake for the last and most exciting part of the night--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363300258778871826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm5FK1xGeBI/AAAAAAAABGE/11kdNLcxypg/s320/July+2009+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Bull Riding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can tell by the look on Porter and Carter's faces that they ABSOLUTELY loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_PCJ4kGI/AAAAAAAABFE/GFIEFwpe04s/s1600-h/July+2009+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293733753753698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_PCJ4kGI/AAAAAAAABFE/GFIEFwpe04s/s320/July+2009+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we went to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple Open House. It was beautiful and I couldn't help but get a little choked up when I got to be with Porter and Carter in the sealing room. What a great experience, I only wish Sam could've been there to share it with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_OzN_DFI/AAAAAAAABE8/eDtur0LuRW4/s1600-h/July+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293729744424018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_OzN_DFI/AAAAAAAABE8/eDtur0LuRW4/s320/July+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porter, Carter and Logan waiting patiently to go inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_OgdCKLI/AAAAAAAABE0/4HgjBdH-u04/s1600-h/July+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293724707268786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_OgdCKLI/AAAAAAAABE0/4HgjBdH-u04/s320/July+2009+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday we were so excited to celebrate Pioneer Day, well atleast I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to see the parade down Main Street in Spanish Fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-pQ5eb0I/AAAAAAAABEs/b6knFommHxo/s1600-h/July+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293084876435266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-pQ5eb0I/AAAAAAAABEs/b6knFommHxo/s320/July+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got the boys snowcones to eat while they watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-ox-T5FI/AAAAAAAABEk/ybmCLj-o8zU/s1600-h/July+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293076575216722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-ox-T5FI/AAAAAAAABEk/ybmCLj-o8zU/s320/July+2009+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we took the boys over to the carnival to ride rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-otp_-BI/AAAAAAAABEc/Tf4sAxv4-Kw/s1600-h/July+2009+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293075416283154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-otp_-BI/AAAAAAAABEc/Tf4sAxv4-Kw/s320/July+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carter and Katelynn on the boats...don't you love Carter's pageant wave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-oAXEiVI/AAAAAAAABEU/wJb4D9AK-rU/s1600-h/July+2009+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293063257295186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-oAXEiVI/AAAAAAAABEU/wJb4D9AK-rU/s320/July+2009+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally made it over to visit the Smith's. The kids played together so well and it gave Joanna and I plenty of time to catch up. We miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-nolQhgI/AAAAAAAABEM/qzXxxuJ0Usg/s1600-h/July+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363293056874350082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-nolQhgI/AAAAAAAABEM/qzXxxuJ0Usg/s320/July+2009+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron and Michael picked us up and we went back to the farm to finish off the Pioneer Day festivities. The boys got to feed the cows some hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-KCCl07I/AAAAAAAABEE/ag3vDuiicb4/s1600-h/July+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363292548312191922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-KCCl07I/AAAAAAAABEE/ag3vDuiicb4/s320/July+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of the boys. They had so much fun together on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-Jn0U1MI/AAAAAAAABD8/0e7qt2K9hmE/s1600-h/July+2009+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363292541273035970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-Jn0U1MI/AAAAAAAABD8/0e7qt2K9hmE/s320/July+2009+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the look on his face, you'd think he got bit by one of those cows or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-JONFs7I/AAAAAAAABD0/GSSZQXXN-mk/s1600-h/July+2009+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363292534397580210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-JONFs7I/AAAAAAAABD0/GSSZQXXN-mk/s320/July+2009+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Porter could have spent the whole entire time feeding those cows and would have been perfectly content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-Ihij_KI/AAAAAAAABDs/OJtDQ-CW7dM/s1600-h/July+2009+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363292522408049826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4-Ihij_KI/AAAAAAAABDs/OJtDQ-CW7dM/s320/July+2009+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great dinner at my cousin Reid's house there on the farm and then drove over to Salem to watch the fireworks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we were up and on the road by seven and Porter and Carter were so good the whole, except for Carter kicking Michael's seat...sorry about that Michael.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that would've made our trip any better was if Sam had been able to go with us. Next time there is no way we will go without him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Mom and Dad for the whole trip...it was just the way I had hoped it would be and I know that they boys loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Karalee and Russell for letting us stay with you guys, we miss you and your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8925021680081705656-3190613078246499735?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/3190613078246499735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=3190613078246499735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3190613078246499735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3190613078246499735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-trip-to-spanish-fork.html' title='Our Trip to Spanish Fork'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm4_tLI-vGI/AAAAAAAABF8/dhMfSCyibd0/s72-c/July+2009+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-4646768730051354817</id><published>2009-07-27T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:32:18.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit With Abby and the Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A few weeks ago we made our way out to the OC to spend a couple days with my niece Abby and her boys. Although we were only with them for like a day and a half we were able to do lots of fun stuff. We started out by going to the Irvine Spectrum and let the kids play in the fountains. They loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281665389416162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40Qj_mzuI/AAAAAAAABCU/MEFb20LgF-s/s320/July+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abby had these little sand toys and the boys would put them over the fountains and they had so much fun watching them shoot up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281676159760978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40RMHdOlI/AAAAAAAABCc/HVzh7WzxNe0/s320/July+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carter loves playing in any form of water so this was right up his alley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281680427860738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40RcBDQwI/AAAAAAAABCk/ML7ETYF8DAs/s320/July+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My great-nephew Ryder loved that Abby sat him down in the middle of all this. He was so funny cause he would try to make sure he was sitting right where a stream of water would shoot up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40pUHPgVI/AAAAAAAABC0/9OSKkmMwv58/s1600-h/July+2009+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282090623205714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40pUHPgVI/AAAAAAAABC0/9OSKkmMwv58/s320/July+2009+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved this picture of Porter--he had such a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40R7R-z-I/AAAAAAAABCs/FG4KUrpS5IM/s1600-h/July+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281688820371426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40R7R-z-I/AAAAAAAABCs/FG4KUrpS5IM/s320/July+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Abby had fun watching the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282102779070850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40qBZbSYI/AAAAAAAABC8/cLlF1uRTy58/s320/July+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We went to Golden Spoon after all the water fun and had ice cream cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282112617916546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40qmDMKII/AAAAAAAABDE/Mbl3kh8YY4s/s320/July+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The next day we went swimming together at Jodi's pool and then we headed out to the OC Fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter and Carter were so excited to see all the animals and especially loved the baby piggies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282117616071010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40q4q18WI/AAAAAAAABDM/Itppk3rakOk/s320/July+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We watched them milk the cows and I decided that would be a great breast pump for my baby registry...I'm totally kidding of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282288160147458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm400z_uCAI/AAAAAAAABDc/JD-ONYwa84U/s320/July+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys rode one ride that they got free with our admission tickets and you would have thought it was the ride of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282125899084146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40rXhqsXI/AAAAAAAABDU/TeDDQ703E-8/s320/July+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks Abby for such a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We loved having the chance to spend some time with you and the boys.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-4646768730051354817?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/4646768730051354817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=4646768730051354817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4646768730051354817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4646768730051354817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit-with-abby-and-boys.html' title='A Visit With Abby and the Boys'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/Sm40Qj_mzuI/AAAAAAAABCU/MEFb20LgF-s/s72-c/July+2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-8752990063463344753</id><published>2009-07-13T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:51:12.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the 4th of July!! Last year we were in Temecula so this year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to Grandma Sherri's to celebrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaF9J2q3I/AAAAAAAABCM/p5Vd7C6qGPA/s1600-h/July+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186346281610098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaF9J2q3I/AAAAAAAABCM/p5Vd7C6qGPA/s320/July+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carter taking a break from the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaFeR_-nI/AAAAAAAABCE/c3_icbpuoLo/s1600-h/July+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186337994275442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaFeR_-nI/AAAAAAAABCE/c3_icbpuoLo/s320/July+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porter hitting anyone up to play ping pong with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaFATWUQI/AAAAAAAABB8/fQXgx6zqKSU/s1600-h/July+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186329946870018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaFATWUQI/AAAAAAAABB8/fQXgx6zqKSU/s320/July+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter and Carter with Grandma Sherri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ1W_KjKI/AAAAAAAABB0/2MB4LK_ntIA/s1600-h/July+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186061158321314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ1W_KjKI/AAAAAAAABB0/2MB4LK_ntIA/s320/July+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys played lots of ping pong and took a dip in the pool with their little cousin Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ03rHynI/AAAAAAAABBs/X6FeFoZepNo/s1600-h/July+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186052752755314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ03rHynI/AAAAAAAABBs/X6FeFoZepNo/s320/July+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They played croquet for their first time ever and this is Carter just before getting hit in the head with a mallet by Porter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ0o7ym9I/AAAAAAAABBk/O0iuZ4BmRw0/s1600-h/July+2009+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186048796138450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ0o7ym9I/AAAAAAAABBk/O0iuZ4BmRw0/s320/July+2009+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since fireworks are legal in Lakewood it is such a different experience than what I grew up with and I think that for the first time this year I really enjoyed Sam's idea of 4th of July. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Probably because the boys loved it soooo much!) They LOVED these gigantic sparklers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ0IrbTuI/AAAAAAAABBc/k-MWXzf0Msg/s1600-h/July+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186040137567970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZ0IrbTuI/AAAAAAAABBc/k-MWXzf0Msg/s320/July+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carter watching Sam set off fireworks in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZcF_Qc4I/AAAAAAAABBU/eK5g4l51KlI/s1600-h/July+2009+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185627098575746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZcF_Qc4I/AAAAAAAABBU/eK5g4l51KlI/s320/July+2009+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin, Brandi, Porter and Carter enjoying the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZbk6fzOI/AAAAAAAABBM/qaewDuWUgwc/s1600-h/July+2009+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185618220240098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZbk6fzOI/AAAAAAAABBM/qaewDuWUgwc/s320/July+2009+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZbULrmaI/AAAAAAAABBE/GboS8W-FyJc/s1600-h/July+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185613728913826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZbULrmaI/AAAAAAAABBE/GboS8W-FyJc/s320/July+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam with Amber and Laurel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZbMVbu0I/AAAAAAAABA8/5iUCG_9ag5Y/s1600-h/July+2009+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358185611622333250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwZbMVbu0I/AAAAAAAABA8/5iUCG_9ag5Y/s320/July+2009+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Family--I love that Porter and Carter aren't looking at the camera because huge fireworks went off nearby in the sky and so they were a little distracted!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast!!! (No pun intended.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-8752990063463344753?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/8752990063463344753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=8752990063463344753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/8752990063463344753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/8752990063463344753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!!!'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwaF9J2q3I/AAAAAAAABCM/p5Vd7C6qGPA/s72-c/July+2009+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-6209065726678749166</id><published>2009-07-13T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:35:18.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snake Charmers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So at Sam's office complex they sent around letter to all the offices letting people know that as they are walking on the premises, to watch out for snakes that might be close by. Sam, being the kid at heart that he is, decided that this letter was his personal invitation to start catching snakes!! He caught a few, but finally worked it out to catch one, put it in a pillow case, and bring it home for the boys to play with. Have I mentioned yet that I HATE SNAKES??!!!??!!?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358182213882991234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwWVaxP0oI/AAAAAAAABAk/gAxkNGV8mFk/s320/July+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So he decided to empty the snake into the boys little pool that we got for them. Porter and Carter had so much fun following that thing around in circles. One of the best parts was when it peed in the pool which I now need to make sure is completely sanitized before the boys ever use it again!!!! DID I MENTION THAT I HATE SNAKES??!!!??!!??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwWVsYQOrI/AAAAAAAABAs/W3GuTH1fRF4/s1600-h/July+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358182218609998514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwWVsYQOrI/AAAAAAAABAs/W3GuTH1fRF4/s320/July+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That snake kept trying to climb out of the little pool over and over again and I think he was just getting more and more frustrated everytime he tried. Sam wanted to make sure that I got plenty of pictures of the darn thing! I HATE SNAKES!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358182219601265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwWVwElxPI/AAAAAAAABA0/25esKjEqR_E/s320/July+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Luckily, Sam decided that the snake really wasn't having as much fun as he, Porter and Carter were and thought it would be best to let him go. This was my MOST favorite part of the snake encounter and I was soooo happy to see it go. Needless to say, I SO HATE SNAKES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-6209065726678749166?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/6209065726678749166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=6209065726678749166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/6209065726678749166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/6209065726678749166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/snake-charmers.html' title='Snake Charmers'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwWVaxP0oI/AAAAAAAABAk/gAxkNGV8mFk/s72-c/July+2009+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-962711162977583834</id><published>2009-07-13T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:22:37.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's 7th Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwVmY6RhQI/AAAAAAAABAc/0KtWdXNgEIg/s1600-h/July+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358181405930128642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwVmY6RhQI/AAAAAAAABAc/0KtWdXNgEIg/s320/July+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe invited us to go with her and her family to the free summer movies. We were supposed to see Hotel for Dogs but we weren't able to get in so we ended up going to see Kit Kitteridge and absolutely loved it!!! I hope Chloe had a fun time cause I know that we did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-962711162977583834?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/962711162977583834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=962711162977583834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/962711162977583834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/962711162977583834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/chloes-7th-birthday.html' title='Chloe&apos;s 7th Birthday!!'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwVmY6RhQI/AAAAAAAABAc/0KtWdXNgEIg/s72-c/July+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-8071992403358400489</id><published>2009-07-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:16:47.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming with the Skidmores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the funnest days we have had so far this summer was going Jaida's grandma's house for a nice cool swim. The boys had so much fun in the pool and it made for a very relaxing day for me. Chantel even took some prego bathing suit pics of me--can you guess why they aren't on here?? Yep, that's right--they were AWFUL and DELETED quicker than you can say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Fat lady in a swim suit!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwTxfCJoDI/AAAAAAAABAU/IbBY2QX7Nmo/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358179397529083954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwTxfCJoDI/AAAAAAAABAU/IbBY2QX7Nmo/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8925021680081705656-8071992403358400489?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/8071992403358400489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=8071992403358400489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/8071992403358400489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/8071992403358400489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/swimming-with-skidmores.html' title='Swimming with the Skidmores'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwTxfCJoDI/AAAAAAAABAU/IbBY2QX7Nmo/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-401847303168354396</id><published>2009-07-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:11:49.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at Knott's Berry Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Father's Day weekend we had plans to go out to Bellflower to spend the night at Aunt Amber's and so I decided to take the boys to Knott's on our way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178099150780290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSl6Mo94I/AAAAAAAAA_0/KACBlxjil6Q/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178104180797330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSmM7475I/AAAAAAAAA_8/bDQpt2cXBws/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSmxgogJI/AAAAAAAABAM/s_GC4gHG-74/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178113998586002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSmxgogJI/AAAAAAAABAM/s_GC4gHG-74/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSmryN2jI/AAAAAAAABAE/XXz_vkX7jTk/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178112461724210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSmryN2jI/AAAAAAAABAE/XXz_vkX7jTk/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a blast in the few hours that we were there and made sure to hit all the boys favorite rides, except for the log ride cause I told them it probably wasn't a good idea for me to go on it with the baby being so big and all. They understood, but were a little disappointed so we got some cotton candy to fill the void. Porter and Carter haven't stopped talking about that cotton candy since!!&lt;br /&gt;&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;/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/8925021680081705656-401847303168354396?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/401847303168354396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=401847303168354396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/401847303168354396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/401847303168354396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-at-knotts-berry-farm.html' title='A Day at Knott&apos;s Berry Farm'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwSl6Mo94I/AAAAAAAAA_0/KACBlxjil6Q/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-4246945143245973888</id><published>2009-07-13T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:03:49.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Summer Trip to the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In June we made our first trip to the beach we Deana, Leslie and Briar. Carter was really very concerned about the trip and kept telling me that he didn't want to "get dead" while we were there. Can you see the concern on his face??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358175778516058914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwQe1KNQyI/AAAAAAAAA_k/jhxgJ-ThkI4/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is where he spent most of his time...right by our feet, nice and far from the water, playing in the sand practically the whole entire time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwQfB56uBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/IfuoL1iYb1w/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358175781937395730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwQfB56uBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/IfuoL1iYb1w/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the other hand, Porter, spent most of his time down by the water and had a blast. It took most of the day to convince Carter that he could go down in the water without "getting dead" and when we finally got him down to the water he loved it and didn't want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwQer2ev8I/AAAAAAAAA_c/VWkjdBLE8vk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358175776017399746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwQer2ev8I/AAAAAAAAA_c/VWkjdBLE8vk/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-4246945143245973888?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/4246945143245973888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=4246945143245973888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4246945143245973888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4246945143245973888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-first-summer-trip-to-beach.html' title='Our First Summer Trip to the Beach'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwQe1KNQyI/AAAAAAAAA_k/jhxgJ-ThkI4/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-1233196198181209286</id><published>2009-07-13T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:55:01.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blueberry Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Earlier in the month of June we went on a Saturday to a local blueberry farm and picked fresh blueberries. Carter loved every single minute of it...can't you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOPXPd0HI/AAAAAAAAA_M/WPNKdLYu8gI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358173313763758194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOPXPd0HI/AAAAAAAAA_M/WPNKdLYu8gI/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam's favorite part was eating a blueberry for every blueberry he put in the bucket!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOOwbBpxI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0Zao5865TME/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358173303343261458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOOwbBpxI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0Zao5865TME/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porter wanted to try to pick the biggest blueberries he could find until we were able to convince him that just because they were really big that didn't always mean they would be the tastiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOOinxq9I/AAAAAAAAA-8/tbO8Tp_8ngI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358173299638643666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOOinxq9I/AAAAAAAAA-8/tbO8Tp_8ngI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of me with the boys and all the blueberries we picked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358173318300036178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOPoI_7FI/AAAAAAAAA_U/gli0SK2AQBQ/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I never really thought I was much of a blueberry lover but boy were these yummy and we had such grand plans of making blueberry pancakes or muffins with them but honestly they didn't even last long enough for me to even get the chance to bake them in anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-1233196198181209286?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/1233196198181209286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=1233196198181209286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/1233196198181209286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/1233196198181209286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/07/blueberry-farm.html' title='The Blueberry Farm'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SlwOPXPd0HI/AAAAAAAAA_M/WPNKdLYu8gI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-8281071961169957166</id><published>2009-06-10T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:36:16.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Graduate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you believe...Porter has graduated from pre-K and is on his way to&lt;br /&gt;Crowne Hill Elementary for kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As always, Ms. Michelle and his class put on a great show for all the parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345827893419075810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SjAyJUmeaOI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xRu2H4vUFT0/s320/preschool+grad+400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Porter did a great job performing. He did a great job reciting his line and singing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the songs and doing the dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345827897211534402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SjAyJiuqvEI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bCEtltJvXQk/s320/preschool+grad+440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Performing: "You've Got a Friend In Me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345827903022527346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SjAyJ4YHc3I/AAAAAAAAA-s/c-d4LA3cbXY/s320/preschool+grad+459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porter hanging out with his buddies after graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345827912725439634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SjAyKcheJJI/AAAAAAAAA-0/cDbc1ow225o/s320/preschool+grad+507.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ms. Michelle hands out awards for all the kids and gave Porter the "Leaps and Bounds Award".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She said that he is very well prepared for kindergarten and that he has come very far this last year in how he behaves in class. We are so proud of him and know that he will do great in kindergarten this next year. Thanks Ms. Michelle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-8281071961169957166?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/8281071961169957166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=8281071961169957166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/8281071961169957166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/8281071961169957166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-little-graduate.html' title='Our Little Graduate!'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SjAyJUmeaOI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xRu2H4vUFT0/s72-c/preschool+grad+400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-1621325959233035338</id><published>2009-06-06T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:38:01.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter's Spring Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carter had his preschool Spring Sing a couple weeks ago and although we thoroughly enjoyed it, I think Carter might have considered it some form of torture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He started out with pretty good intentions I think. There was no way he would sing but he would do the hand motions for the songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344377356336253666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK484QSuI/AAAAAAAAA9s/x364G7V54C8/s320/May+2009+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...until he decided that it was a little too cold and didn't need to do the hand motions either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344377359412260610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK5IVobwI/AAAAAAAAA90/6ibIlo9msyo/s320/May+2009+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he went up there to say his line I thought for sure he would perform that well but decided to only say the last word of it which was blue (in reference to the red-white-and blue in the flag).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK5nUVvrI/AAAAAAAAA-E/G7v5j1SzhOA/s1600-h/May+2009+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344377367728340658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK5nUVvrI/AAAAAAAAA-E/G7v5j1SzhOA/s320/May+2009+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point he knows that this whole Spring Sing thing was a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK5dF2AvI/AAAAAAAAA98/LcekKBNMxZk/s1600-h/May+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344377364983186162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK5dF2AvI/AAAAAAAAA98/LcekKBNMxZk/s320/May+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He manages to pose for one last picture with his class before he gets his award for the year that explains his behavior throughout the whole program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344377599306049330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisLHGAxJzI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MWFYBKj9vWg/s320/May+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter received the "Does everything he is asked to do as long as it doesn't involve singing" award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344377605110138050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisLHbokhMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Fzn_GtWtkos/s320/May+2009+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Carter wasn't too willing to do the singing he was willing to dance as long as he had a girl there making him do everything. He really did a great job and I am so proud of him for learning and growing as much as he has this year in preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-1621325959233035338?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/1621325959233035338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=1621325959233035338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/1621325959233035338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/1621325959233035338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/06/carters-spring-sing.html' title='Carter&apos;s Spring Sing'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisK484QSuI/AAAAAAAAA9s/x364G7V54C8/s72-c/May+2009+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-2396673224427264062</id><published>2009-06-06T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:31:37.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always tell myself that I am going to take a bunch of pictures at the family gatherings that we have at my parents house and for some reason I never get around to it. Abby really is so much better at this than I am, hence all of her cute posts of her little boys, but I really have good intentions and know that I should be getting a better handle on blogging &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(mainly because Sam is so happy whenever I post something new).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well for Memorial Day we started out with a quick visit from Grandma Sherri and a surprise guest, baby Memphis. The boys had so much fun with the baby and were so happy to see their grandma. After their short stay we headed over to my parents house for some major waterslide fun. I really wish I had taken pictures of the boys because they had such a blast out there with al their cousins ALL DAY LONG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWtzdojI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AIwAvXhEeb4/s1600-h/May+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344374569150816818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWtzdojI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AIwAvXhEeb4/s320/May+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWZywxwI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1WyGH4pCR8M/s1600-h/May+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344374563779168002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWZywxwI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1WyGH4pCR8M/s320/May+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWC758nI/AAAAAAAAA9M/4-MoGe96FiQ/s1600-h/May+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344374557643502194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWC758nI/AAAAAAAAA9M/4-MoGe96FiQ/s320/May+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad made a wonderful dinner with BBQ'd ribs and everyone thoroughly enjoyed them...including the little baby in my tummy that was doing all kinds of somersaults while I was chowing down. (Little baby--you definately love ribs!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344374571724350866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIW3ZCpZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/bvcCPfz4mis/s320/May+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&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/8925021680081705656-2396673224427264062?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/2396673224427264062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=2396673224427264062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/2396673224427264062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/2396673224427264062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/06/memorial-day-2009.html' title='Memorial Day 2009'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SisIWtzdojI/AAAAAAAAA9c/AIwAvXhEeb4/s72-c/May+2009+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-4018979233571937461</id><published>2009-04-18T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:03:31.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Rath #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday I finally went for my first official doctor appointment at 13 and a half weeks. When she went to find the heart beat she had a hard time of it, thought she might have picked it up for a quick second but then lost it again. Because she didn't want me worrying about the baby, my doctor got me a referral for an ultrasound. We went through the next few hours until the ultrasound appointment a little nervous and praying that everything would be fine. Sure enough, when we got in there for our ultrasound we were quickly reassured and saw that everything was all right with the baby. The tech asked if we wanted her to tell us what she &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; the baby &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; be and I said "no" but Sam said "yes". I closed my eyes and ears while she told him, but have since figured out that her guess was boy, just as I have suspected all along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looks just perfect to me and I have to admit that I shed a few tears of joy when I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally got to hear his little heartbeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeogqtvddoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/EulydQOnw5c/s1600-h/20090417173910406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326105427524286082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeogqtvddoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/EulydQOnw5c/s320/20090417173910406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a beautiful end to such a long and unnerving day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-4018979233571937461?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/4018979233571937461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=4018979233571937461' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4018979233571937461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/4018979233571937461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-rath-3.html' title='Baby Rath #3'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeogqtvddoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/EulydQOnw5c/s72-c/20090417173910406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-9178698929279883133</id><published>2009-04-15T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:20:25.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a Lucky Girl I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZqL2oLOMI/AAAAAAAAA88/-wWyTdGftt8/s1600-h/easter+09+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325060361287317698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZqL2oLOMI/AAAAAAAAA88/-wWyTdGftt8/s320/easter+09+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It isn't just enough that these three gorgeous guys belong to me but can I tell you how much they spoil me?? I had to leave for a quick trip to Utah for my uncle's funeral and while I was gone Sam had family night with the boys. They talked about King Benjamin and the importance of giving service. Sam then decided to ask the boys how they could show service to their mom. Needless to say, on Tuesday night when I got home from Utah, I saw that the house had been cleaned from top to bottom. Then this morning when Porter woke up he was so excited for me to go out in the backyard to show me that they started a vegetable garden and Carter told me that I came home too soon cause he didn't have time to finish the necklace he was making for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How lucky am I that I have these guys who would do so much to show me that they love me through these sweet acts of service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-9178698929279883133?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/9178698929279883133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=9178698929279883133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/9178698929279883133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/9178698929279883133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/04/such-lucky-girl-i-am.html' title='Such a Lucky Girl I Am'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZqL2oLOMI/AAAAAAAAA88/-wWyTdGftt8/s72-c/easter+09+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-3817740862047694457</id><published>2009-04-15T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:12:25.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter at the Raths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter came and went so quickly for us this year that it was amazing that I even managed to get pictures of the boys. They had so much fun going through their baskets and were happy to find some special treats this year like CTR rings and some cool church books and toys. The Easter bunny really thought they we should focus on the true reason for the occasion and so brought these special gifts along with the regular fun toys and candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHkiGPsI/AAAAAAAAA80/4WiveKTqeJM/s1600-h/easter+09+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325058088687255234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHkiGPsI/AAAAAAAAA80/4WiveKTqeJM/s320/easter+09+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Carter breaking into they eggs that the boys and I dyed the day before. I am not sure what they love more, dying the eggs or eating them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(of course with salt because they are my children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHdKTvpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/OJI1gOedpqo/s1600-h/easter+09+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325058086708428434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHdKTvpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/OJI1gOedpqo/s320/easter+09+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of Porter showing us one of the many eggs that he found in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHCxQnMI/AAAAAAAAA8k/aH5G0ZaKG7g/s1600-h/easter+09+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325058079624043714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHCxQnMI/AAAAAAAAA8k/aH5G0ZaKG7g/s320/easter+09+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these guys so very much and I am very happy that they were able to have a wonderful Easter and were still able to learn a little bit more about why this day is so important in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_clean" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-3817740862047694457?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/3817740862047694457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=3817740862047694457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3817740862047694457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/3817740862047694457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-at-raths.html' title='Easter at the Raths'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SeZoHkiGPsI/AAAAAAAAA80/4WiveKTqeJM/s72-c/easter+09+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-7970940183941950862</id><published>2009-04-01T16:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:51:00.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;March was a very fun and exciting month for the Rath family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4yVTgdtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1_M55CKA1NI/s1600-h/March+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320502447148398290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4yVTgdtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1_M55CKA1NI/s200/March+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went hiking up at the Vernal Pools and Carter found a frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4yKV_ZVI/AAAAAAAAA78/_7brEXBOlqQ/s1600-h/March+2009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320502444206024018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4yKV_ZVI/AAAAAAAAA78/_7brEXBOlqQ/s200/March+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been going to the park, enjoying sunny afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4x1AlocI/AAAAAAAAA70/c2Zqq5Kt2bU/s1600-h/March+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320502438479110594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4x1AlocI/AAAAAAAAA70/c2Zqq5Kt2bU/s200/March+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Knott's with Charla and Kyle one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4UjsP5jI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3iQWwAivEfc/s1600-h/March+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320501935614191154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4UjsP5jI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3iQWwAivEfc/s200/March+2009+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porter got to go to a "Rock Star" party for his friend Mae, sporting this "faux-hawk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320502825496520690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY5IWwup_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/Cchr2j4GMnU/s200/March+2009+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to Tom's Farm one day to celebrate Abby's birthday and Aunt Deana got the boys pony rides. They LOVED this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320502832271080562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY5Iv_6PHI/AAAAAAAAA8U/PCTnEU6pWQ8/s200/March+2009+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320504319368981378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY6fT3ra4I/AAAAAAAAA8c/EtVtiopdrB0/s200/March+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We got to see the Smith's and went out to dinner with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Porter hasn't stopped talking about how he wishes that Wyatt still lived close to our house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We also got a very fun visit from a little mischievious Leprachaun on St. Patrick's Day. Sam suggested that the boys make a really good hiding place in case someone needed to hide some gold and then the next morning they found chocolate coins in there hiding spot and a few other tricks were played as well. The boys are still doing little pranks around the house blaming it on the Leprachaun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing we did this month was celebrate our 8th anniversary. Sam planned a really nice overnight getaway for us in LA. It started out with a trip to the temple where we were able to reminisce our wedding day. Then we checked into a hotel in Santa Monica and hung out at the 3rd Street Promenade for the evening. That is where we went on our first official date and so it was really sweet that Sam had that all planned out too. The next morning Sam had scheduled massages for us and I really enjoyed that. It was such a nice little get away although I missed the boys terribly and couldn't wait to get home to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-7970940183941950862?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/7970940183941950862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=7970940183941950862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/7970940183941950862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/7970940183941950862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/04/march-2009.html' title='March 2009'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SdY4yVTgdtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1_M55CKA1NI/s72-c/March+2009+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925021680081705656.post-2036010609742234962</id><published>2009-03-02T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:54:41.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Sam seems to believe that I have been ignoring the blog because I am spending too much time on Facebook but I just haven't felt like there has been too much to blog about! I emptied my camera onto the computer and here are a few things that I managed to come up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVmaigxYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/OuZX0vCs8EM/s1600-h/February+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782547954615682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVmaigxYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/OuZX0vCs8EM/s320/February+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great night out with the Robertsons --bowling at Trevi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Porter's and Carter's first time going and I think they loved. If Carter looks a little confused in this picture it is probably because he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVloIV9iI/AAAAAAAAA7I/p6pMJNEcvLo/s1600-h/February+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782534423082530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVloIV9iI/AAAAAAAAA7I/p6pMJNEcvLo/s320/February+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought it was funny that Porter sat on top of the ball return but even funnier that Carter has his head down at the return waiting for balls to come out...uh, where are these kids parents??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVlflGpFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/gIw9TDzdFQA/s1600-h/February+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782532127794258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVlflGpFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/gIw9TDzdFQA/s320/February+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi and Ray...they really know how to put a party together. Heidi had it set up that we got this private bowling room with four lanes all to ourselves and it was such a great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVk90EeCI/AAAAAAAAA64/ax7SYfKkAYg/s1600-h/February+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782523063760930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVk90EeCI/AAAAAAAAA64/ax7SYfKkAYg/s320/February+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison and Chansea are a crack up as always!!! Porter and Carter had a ton of fun dancing with them in between their turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVI9q_NjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/8ODSrSMMRms/s1600-h/February+2009+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782041989330482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVI9q_NjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/8ODSrSMMRms/s320/February+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even managed to get Porter to take a minute from being "too cool" so that he could pose for this picture with his mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVIf-PpxI/AAAAAAAAA6o/O0tEK-X4DlY/s1600-h/February+2009+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782034017036050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVIf-PpxI/AAAAAAAAA6o/O0tEK-X4DlY/s320/February+2009+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also met up with the Cruz's at Knott's Berry Farm. Branden and Justin were nice enough to go on some of the kid rides with the boys! I know that Porter and Carter loved it...I'm not so sure about Branden and Justin though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVG_dOkaI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Y6v8HfzRl4k/s1600-h/February+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782008108749218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVG_dOkaI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Y6v8HfzRl4k/s320/February+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Amber while the boys were all on the kiddie coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVGlcsFuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/609tqm0IFOs/s1600-h/February+2009+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308782001127167714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVGlcsFuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/609tqm0IFOs/s320/February+2009+022.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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUlE3wNXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hF4wpPYP-ao/s1600-h/February+2009+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308781425446630770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUlE3wNXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hF4wpPYP-ao/s320/February+2009+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the many rainy days we had this month, Sam decided that the boys should put on jackets and let them play outside in the rain. So these are pics of them enjoying their time out there. Of course I enjoyed all this from the nice, warm, dry inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUlM3RVCI/AAAAAAAAA6I/WdF-TgGq3KQ/s1600-h/February+2009+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308781427592090658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUlM3RVCI/AAAAAAAAA6I/WdF-TgGq3KQ/s320/February+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUk4DYmMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/JcWlcmzA5vI/s1600-h/February+2009+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308781422005754050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUk4DYmMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/JcWlcmzA5vI/s320/February+2009+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Valentine's Day we enjoyed some more time at Knott's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Sam and Carter on the log ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUkrMO4cI/AAAAAAAAA54/aUHUtVkOpc4/s1600-h/February+2009+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308781418553205186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayUkrMO4cI/AAAAAAAAA54/aUHUtVkOpc4/s320/February+2009+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cruz's stayed the night with us and then we all enjoyed a day in San Diego going to the Natural History Museum. We had a really good time with them and Porter had a really good time hanging out with this dinosaur. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there you go! This is all the fun we had in February and then some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, I almost forgot to mention the most exciting thing that happened this month-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we found out that I am pregnant!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8925021680081705656-2036010609742234962?l=scpcrath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/feeds/2036010609742234962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8925021680081705656&amp;postID=2036010609742234962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/2036010609742234962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8925021680081705656/posts/default/2036010609742234962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scpcrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/february-2009.html' title='February 2009'/><author><name>cari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547643542929894176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16831641913570274154'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8XBliEX15TY/SayVmaigxYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/OuZX0vCs8EM/s72-c/February+2009+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>