<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:32:49.043-08:00</updated><category term='Blitz'/><title type='text'>Hancock Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-8337867068971077668</id><published>2012-02-13T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T13:59:49.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY SWEETIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWBuA_NnjA8/Tzmwo5CzRQI/AAAAAAAABHo/u906AZkj55A/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708788219222639874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWBuA_NnjA8/Tzmwo5CzRQI/AAAAAAAABHo/u906AZkj55A/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krysta did a cute anniversary tribute or birthday tribute to Adam a couple of years ago and I thought then I would do the same. So let's start with the top 10 reasons I love that cute guy Doug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. In 35 years of marriage and a stressful job he does not bring his work home. That does not mean he does not do some of his work at home, it means he does not complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He has been known to be fun. We have all seen it so we know it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Doug hangs up his own clothes. I hear that's pretty amazing and maybe i should have it as the number 1 reason but I am spoiled and used to it. Thanks honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Every 10 years he has attended something that I want to go to and he doesn't. That makes 3 times so far. There might be more but I can't think of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He is always there for anyone in his family, our children and it will be the same for the grandkids. Very responsible about his role as oldest son, father and grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Loves The Gospel, he just doesn't advertise it. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Good provider. Need I say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lets me do the crossword and doesn't get mad even though he likes doing them too. I usually save him some (not by choice). He does tell me he could fix my mistakes quicker if I would spell the words correctly to start out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Greatest grandpa ever. All the kids wish they could be one of our grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everytime Doug answers the phone when it's me phoning he always says, "hello beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8MWdypDtzg/TzmvpzATl8I/AAAAAAAABHc/V5QQukRz01c/s1600/IMAG0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708787135269803970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8MWdypDtzg/TzmvpzATl8I/AAAAAAAABHc/V5QQukRz01c/s320/IMAG0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPU3I3zP7E0/TzmuOUv-qdI/AAAAAAAABHQ/tlkl0b5E29U/s1600/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708785563780164050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPU3I3zP7E0/TzmuOUv-qdI/AAAAAAAABHQ/tlkl0b5E29U/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAuDDpVa-kg/TzmjUXLtp7I/AAAAAAAABHE/ZUR2jAbkmhY/s1600/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708773572884670386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAuDDpVa-kg/TzmjUXLtp7I/AAAAAAAABHE/ZUR2jAbkmhY/s320/IMG_3818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-8337867068971077668?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/8337867068971077668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines-day-sweetie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8337867068971077668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8337867068971077668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines-day-sweetie.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY SWEETIE!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWBuA_NnjA8/Tzmwo5CzRQI/AAAAAAAABHo/u906AZkj55A/s72-c/IMG_0475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6826609595804185772</id><published>2011-11-06T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T17:17:50.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Swim Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gsxuq4N0Uw/TrZti_zKPhI/AAAAAAAABG4/bIMWSJmR36Y/s1600/IMG_3758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671841228728712722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gsxuq4N0Uw/TrZti_zKPhI/AAAAAAAABG4/bIMWSJmR36Y/s320/IMG_3758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally unloaded some pictures from the camera.  Here it is November and we are looking at summer pictures.  Lexi with her balancing act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pIbCfDVXlY/TrZtMigGA5I/AAAAAAAABGs/FjLCkBSs4GM/s1600/IMG_3766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671840842906993554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pIbCfDVXlY/TrZtMigGA5I/AAAAAAAABGs/FjLCkBSs4GM/s320/IMG_3766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren looks like she had a bit of sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FfnHH5ANjM0/TrZs3DCI3mI/AAAAAAAABGg/NV-IEhLDVDM/s1600/IMG_3780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671840473682599522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FfnHH5ANjM0/TrZs3DCI3mI/AAAAAAAABGg/NV-IEhLDVDM/s320/IMG_3780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eli loves the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJcR-FRtY6A/TrZslP85thI/AAAAAAAABGU/hJW30ymXTsA/s1600/IMG_3761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671840167912650258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJcR-FRtY6A/TrZslP85thI/AAAAAAAABGU/hJW30ymXTsA/s320/IMG_3761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We call this the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;polygamous&lt;/span&gt; hairdo.  Natalie and Sofie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmcyUyw9j9w/TrZsO8f2_CI/AAAAAAAABGI/yFj18g8fjEU/s1600/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671839784733441058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmcyUyw9j9w/TrZsO8f2_CI/AAAAAAAABGI/yFj18g8fjEU/s320/IMG_3741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cutie is always smiling.  What a happy boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RXJL0_W97yI/TrZr-9nKs1I/AAAAAAAABF8/JI9331ah6s4/s1600/IMG_3728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671839510154621778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RXJL0_W97yI/TrZr-9nKs1I/AAAAAAAABF8/JI9331ah6s4/s320/IMG_3728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evie had to have her swim glasses on all the time.  If you look close you will see there is water in the glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INtEopcEmQo/TrZru-dEBcI/AAAAAAAABFw/xySdYdsKBiA/s1600/IMG_3724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671839235502769602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INtEopcEmQo/TrZru-dEBcI/AAAAAAAABFw/xySdYdsKBiA/s320/IMG_3724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Doug's&lt;/span&gt; job....hold cute girls.  He likes that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3eFIlU6RGU/TrZrftU1xII/AAAAAAAABFk/VbpUYsHYoDw/s1600/IMG_3722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671838973206840450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3eFIlU6RGU/TrZrftU1xII/AAAAAAAABFk/VbpUYsHYoDw/s320/IMG_3722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got to love girls.  Natalie, Lauren and Lexi.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2154783355973684037-6826609595804185772?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6826609595804185772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/11/summer-swim-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6826609595804185772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6826609595804185772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/11/summer-swim-pictures.html' title='Summer Swim Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gsxuq4N0Uw/TrZti_zKPhI/AAAAAAAABG4/bIMWSJmR36Y/s72-c/IMG_3758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6244968510780471962</id><published>2011-10-30T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T17:17:50.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZThf_YFcP5c/Tq3YbcWLraI/AAAAAAAABFY/Rhx6FpoLYYM/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669425471906622882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZThf_YFcP5c/Tq3YbcWLraI/AAAAAAAABFY/Rhx6FpoLYYM/s320/IMG_3821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had family over and celebrated Halloween.  Mostly it was food and carving pumpkins.  Dinner in a Pumpkin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZdEKonG2Wo/Tq3X9dqR3WI/AAAAAAAABFM/ZB21dhThqTU/s1600/IMG_3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669424956863274338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZdEKonG2Wo/Tq3X9dqR3WI/AAAAAAAABFM/ZB21dhThqTU/s320/IMG_3824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is supposed to be Mummy Meatloaf.....I think it looks like ......I don't know....I couldn't eat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIw_2pnKOlQ/Tq3XaayvKfI/AAAAAAAABFA/hvZEzAicGmM/s1600/IMG_3823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669424354798021106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIw_2pnKOlQ/Tq3XaayvKfI/AAAAAAAABFA/hvZEzAicGmM/s320/IMG_3823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Witches Fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZoibScFJV8/Tq3WyZebwJI/AAAAAAAABE0/fD-_24KmXTI/s1600/IMG_3822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669423667249660050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZoibScFJV8/Tq3WyZebwJI/AAAAAAAABE0/fD-_24KmXTI/s320/IMG_3822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scary smiles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq1LuEFRwCM/Tq3WCh0wSrI/AAAAAAAABEo/VlOUSqdwsTI/s1600/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669422844857043634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq1LuEFRwCM/Tq3WCh0wSrI/AAAAAAAABEo/VlOUSqdwsTI/s320/IMG_3855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even after all that food Ryan wanted yogart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HylXj9bhNUY/Tq3VVA9vqPI/AAAAAAAABEc/oJOdoGHxnWI/s1600/IMG_3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669422062942267634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HylXj9bhNUY/Tq3VVA9vqPI/AAAAAAAABEc/oJOdoGHxnWI/s320/IMG_3853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah getting to be a big boy sitting all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ34qA6RD7c/Tq3Ugbg3A8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/jUaLZiBNIB4/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669421159535805378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ34qA6RD7c/Tq3Ugbg3A8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/jUaLZiBNIB4/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the leaves.  Sparky Jones was having fun along with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHxkHkQ6OYE/Tq3Tg_-jakI/AAAAAAAABEE/abIYxwafU1U/s1600/IMG_3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669420069812398658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHxkHkQ6OYE/Tq3Tg_-jakI/AAAAAAAABEE/abIYxwafU1U/s320/IMG_3836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YbajIRl-aU/Tq3SkZA0MTI/AAAAAAAABD4/fX1E9ZtkzIU/s1600/IMG_3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669419028560752946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YbajIRl-aU/Tq3SkZA0MTI/AAAAAAAABD4/fX1E9ZtkzIU/s320/IMG_3820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buzz Lightyear.  He was zapping everyone and of course they were falling like flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4N7WQHC6os/Tq3SWZ3yT-I/AAAAAAAABDs/v4JHwHUBoEA/s1600/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669418788273147874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4N7WQHC6os/Tq3SWZ3yT-I/AAAAAAAABDs/v4JHwHUBoEA/s320/IMG_3818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rex the great friend of Buzz Lightyear.  I don't know why we didn't get a picture of Natalie in her mermaid costume.  She was adorable of course.  We missed everyone that couldn't be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2154783355973684037-6244968510780471962?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6244968510780471962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6244968510780471962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6244968510780471962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZThf_YFcP5c/Tq3YbcWLraI/AAAAAAAABFY/Rhx6FpoLYYM/s72-c/IMG_3821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3175841567204120738</id><published>2011-09-03T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:45:45.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit Of Summer Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZaHF5cFaI4/TmJmcEqkOVI/AAAAAAAABDk/S_WyIWb6kfs/s1600/DSC_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648189515150670162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZaHF5cFaI4/TmJmcEqkOVI/AAAAAAAABDk/S_WyIWb6kfs/s320/DSC_0623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire finding the pool treats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEWiyY3pAXs/TmJmBGdvLqI/AAAAAAAABDc/sXYyDD03ahs/s1600/DSC_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648189051777265314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEWiyY3pAXs/TmJmBGdvLqI/AAAAAAAABDc/sXYyDD03ahs/s320/DSC_0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not pool fun but close enough.  Evie and Ryan were cute friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfqRyYcW_mg/TmJlObf_LII/AAAAAAAABDU/ktoM-j1cMRU/s1600/IMG_3622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648188181250518146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfqRyYcW_mg/TmJlObf_LII/AAAAAAAABDU/ktoM-j1cMRU/s320/IMG_3622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet baby Noah and his first time in the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1p5cQP79-Bk/TmJi_FTnA5I/AAAAAAAABDM/KramOetdtqc/s1600/IMG_3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648185718571729810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1p5cQP79-Bk/TmJi_FTnA5I/AAAAAAAABDM/KramOetdtqc/s320/IMG_3625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a bit of Braxtyn for the summer.  Seth in June and we had nice weather.  I think it was the only nice weekend of June.  We loved getting Seth and Braxtyn here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb5s67j22OM/TmJiuOh2V_I/AAAAAAAABDE/W1PwESukajg/s1600/IMG_3631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648185428989597682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb5s67j22OM/TmJiuOh2V_I/AAAAAAAABDE/W1PwESukajg/s320/IMG_3631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Braxtyn loved getting thrown as high as Seth could throw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZW8Ki2y9Qw/TmJiQGTOU5I/AAAAAAAABC8/R1sC7Wo-gk0/s1600/IMAG0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648184911384695698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZW8Ki2y9Qw/TmJiQGTOU5I/AAAAAAAABC8/R1sC7Wo-gk0/s320/IMAG0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging out at the pool...Steve and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kcw4KtNdks/TmJiHkdGWAI/AAAAAAAABC0/h4JCGO0BApA/s1600/IMAG0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648184764860356610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kcw4KtNdks/TmJiHkdGWAI/AAAAAAAABC0/h4JCGO0BApA/s320/IMAG0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie learned how to dive off the board.  She did a great job.  Such a good swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-30BsNI_EjyY/TmJh_83EDjI/AAAAAAAABCs/u3fuaSdDxAY/s1600/IMAG0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648184633972756018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-30BsNI_EjyY/TmJh_83EDjI/AAAAAAAABCs/u3fuaSdDxAY/s320/IMAG0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls love this floatie.  It can be a rock for mermaids, a boat that gets tipped over and many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3efp1D4pww/TmJh5JHP64I/AAAAAAAABCk/ZBUvBqUSG4o/s1600/IMAG0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648184517002783618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3efp1D4pww/TmJh5JHP64I/AAAAAAAABCk/ZBUvBqUSG4o/s320/IMAG0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evie is working on getting her floaties off.  She wouldn't have been taking them off to go to the bathroom because she would just run over to the grass, slip down the swimsuit and take the opportunity to pee right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzwBEFfli1U/TmJhtlJhhyI/AAAAAAAABCc/XQnZYT7XCCQ/s1600/DSC_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648184318370088738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzwBEFfli1U/TmJhtlJhhyI/AAAAAAAABCc/XQnZYT7XCCQ/s320/DSC_0602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lexi Lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0gRIUVbvzE/TmJhbPGUOeI/AAAAAAAABCU/3NF_IvHQ1-Y/s1600/DSC_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648184003213408738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0gRIUVbvzE/TmJhbPGUOeI/AAAAAAAABCU/3NF_IvHQ1-Y/s320/DSC_0597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-3175841567204120738?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3175841567204120738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/09/bit-of-summer-swimming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3175841567204120738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3175841567204120738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/09/bit-of-summer-swimming.html' title='A Bit Of Summer Swimming'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZaHF5cFaI4/TmJmcEqkOVI/AAAAAAAABDk/S_WyIWb6kfs/s72-c/DSC_0623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-454715675121242698</id><published>2011-08-21T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:10:17.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking Waterfall Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TpQo8tb5gc/TlFWCTFRUiI/AAAAAAAABCM/XA4dLD5y0HQ/s1600/IMAG0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643386405554049570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TpQo8tb5gc/TlFWCTFRUiI/AAAAAAAABCM/XA4dLD5y0HQ/s320/IMAG0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the beginning of the summer we got Seth home for just a weekend and Braxtyn came too.  It was a nice time and off to Waterfall Canyon we went.  Brax was a great hiker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2t_ZVQ5pynQ/TlFVzm0gskI/AAAAAAAABCE/E0xwZeWavbE/s1600/IMAG0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643386153154425410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2t_ZVQ5pynQ/TlFVzm0gskI/AAAAAAAABCE/E0xwZeWavbE/s320/IMAG0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is standing at the base of the waterfall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHGmzP6TOzQ/TlFVkosu88I/AAAAAAAABB8/EyDaCeLxkH8/s1600/IMAG0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643385895960638402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHGmzP6TOzQ/TlFVkosu88I/AAAAAAAABB8/EyDaCeLxkH8/s320/IMAG0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our hiking bunch.  Paul and Blitz came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNm7Vym_wcw/TlFVdtsvIEI/AAAAAAAABB0/P_bQSZONDmI/s1600/IMAG0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643385777043742786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNm7Vym_wcw/TlFVdtsvIEI/AAAAAAAABB0/P_bQSZONDmI/s320/IMAG0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see Ogden in the back ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcPm4u5karM/TlFVPm3LrDI/AAAAAAAABBs/oojw5jDDOKI/s1600/IMAG0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643385534690339890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcPm4u5karM/TlFVPm3LrDI/AAAAAAAABBs/oojw5jDDOKI/s320/IMAG0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a break along the creek.  &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/2154783355973684037-454715675121242698?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/454715675121242698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/08/hiking-waterfall-canyon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/454715675121242698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/454715675121242698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/08/hiking-waterfall-canyon.html' title='Hiking Waterfall Canyon'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TpQo8tb5gc/TlFWCTFRUiI/AAAAAAAABCM/XA4dLD5y0HQ/s72-c/IMAG0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4174686011426888481</id><published>2011-08-08T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:49:50.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FENCE BUILDING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soEJ243sv0k/TkAI27ODJCI/AAAAAAAABBk/fL4PSAdT2aE/s1600/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638516473170437154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soEJ243sv0k/TkAI27ODJCI/AAAAAAAABBk/fL4PSAdT2aE/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I have got around to getting the "fence building post" completed.  What a slacker.  This photo and a couple of others show no work being accomplished.  We had to get some family pics before coming home.  Thanks to all the boys; David, Adam, Joel and Paul.  Grandpa loves his fence.  Especially thank you to &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caitlan&lt;/font&gt; and Krysta.  You two didn't have to come over and watch your husbands work but you did.  Here are Joel, &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caitlan&lt;/font&gt; and baby Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYxyseRma-0/TkAIer7bFeI/AAAAAAAABBc/rafrdBvCQgU/s1600/IMG_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638516056748922338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYxyseRma-0/TkAIer7bFeI/AAAAAAAABBc/rafrdBvCQgU/s320/IMG_3701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sk9aOGngqs/TkAIL0KCvqI/AAAAAAAABBU/Kg0CtZ_bi7w/s1600/IMG_3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638515732540210850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sk9aOGngqs/TkAIL0KCvqI/AAAAAAAABBU/Kg0CtZ_bi7w/s320/IMG_3705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family picture of Grandpa and Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgTBz9RucE8/TkAH5p_GPnI/AAAAAAAABBM/ut4rgqQbork/s1600/IMG_3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638515420572302962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgTBz9RucE8/TkAH5p_GPnI/AAAAAAAABBM/ut4rgqQbork/s320/IMG_3689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was also a &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bit&lt;/font&gt; of fun and games.  Natalie, Eli and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UM0NYsV6zxE/TkAHoqnaCbI/AAAAAAAABBE/ovN-0B_0Y9g/s1600/IMG_3716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638515128683596210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UM0NYsV6zxE/TkAHoqnaCbI/AAAAAAAABBE/ovN-0B_0Y9g/s320/IMG_3716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam and his family with Grandpa &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Braniff&lt;/font&gt;.  Fence in the back ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdPX1WbgxvA/TkAHVUk5BQI/AAAAAAAABA8/wVHdC1chyCM/s1600/IMG_3647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638514796349949186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdPX1WbgxvA/TkAHVUk5BQI/AAAAAAAABA8/wVHdC1chyCM/s320/IMG_3647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Braniff and Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWqVVN2uIE8/TkAHIanONCI/AAAAAAAABA0/1INwr57vp0M/s1600/IMG_3692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638514574632039458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWqVVN2uIE8/TkAHIanONCI/AAAAAAAABA0/1INwr57vp0M/s320/IMG_3692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie taking a pose at the back of the yard.  Fence looking good and so is Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQTcbGKr-D4/TkAGtyuFxTI/AAAAAAAABAs/nM65rADt4Pg/s1600/IMG_3686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638514117246829874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQTcbGKr-D4/TkAGtyuFxTI/AAAAAAAABAs/nM65rADt4Pg/s320/IMG_3686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tommy was the official cutter.  He did all the cutting.  I always thought Tommy was the "perfectionist" but he informed me Adam had one up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWcdste6cv4/TkAGbyJ_xmI/AAAAAAAABAk/GAjrt3-7hcg/s1600/IMG_3687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638513807857796706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWcdste6cv4/TkAGbyJ_xmI/AAAAAAAABAk/GAjrt3-7hcg/s320/IMG_3687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kim and I were the "yard improvement committee".  We worked so hard and Kim was amazing.  I hadn't spoken to Tommy or Kim about helping and they just assumed so much responsibility.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TE46ulxbNkk/TkAGEpji1ZI/AAAAAAAABAc/38MF7kw8anI/s1600/IMG_3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638513410412041618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TE46ulxbNkk/TkAGEpji1ZI/AAAAAAAABAc/38MF7kw8anI/s320/IMG_3649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam and Joel.  Adam the engineer and perfectionist.  I would want him on my fence building team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yy0h-UO71Jc/TkAFwSKf7_I/AAAAAAAABAU/9OMLlFe4A3E/s1600/IMG_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638513060535594994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yy0h-UO71Jc/TkAFwSKf7_I/AAAAAAAABAU/9OMLlFe4A3E/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David, Joel, Paul and Adam.   David and Paul were the official "worker bees."  They got there on Wednesday and we took down the old fence.  Thursday was fence post digging and post setting which those two did and then Friday and Saturday was fence put up day.  Joel and Adam got there Thursday night.  Thank you wives for letting the husbands take time off of work and spend it working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-50Z5D7rZo/TkAFXHnjXtI/AAAAAAAABAM/shgsUdiKiic/s1600/IMG_3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638512628207935186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-50Z5D7rZo/TkAFXHnjXtI/AAAAAAAABAM/shgsUdiKiic/s320/IMG_3666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two helpers; Natalie and Ryan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2154783355973684037-4174686011426888481?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4174686011426888481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/08/fence-building.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4174686011426888481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4174686011426888481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/08/fence-building.html' title='FENCE BUILDING'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soEJ243sv0k/TkAI27ODJCI/AAAAAAAABBk/fL4PSAdT2aE/s72-c/IMG_3707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1171918217925124875</id><published>2011-05-21T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:04:12.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xixKQk7HAD0/Tdd-HFY-u6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/9nnnBZh4Mi4/s1600/IMG_3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609090521084378018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xixKQk7HAD0/Tdd-HFY-u6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/9nnnBZh4Mi4/s320/IMG_3359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prior to Baby Noah coming we had a shower for Caitlan. I didn't take many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSe5szC9Gss/Tdd966mpv5I/AAAAAAAAA_w/VSXA12i9uYE/s1600/IMG_3363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609090312030502802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mSe5szC9Gss/Tdd966mpv5I/AAAAAAAAA_w/VSXA12i9uYE/s320/IMG_3363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlan's sister with her cute baby and Caitlan's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Br64CfGE9Q0/Tdd9pxPaABI/AAAAAAAAA_o/ZRnP7OrfNpA/s1600/IMG_3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609090017459306514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Br64CfGE9Q0/Tdd9pxPaABI/AAAAAAAAA_o/ZRnP7OrfNpA/s320/IMG_3366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah and Steve helped put together this cute diaper cake. Thanks for coming all the way from Vegas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxoDamQXgfY/Tdd9YuX6KVI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Cn302tHDoBY/s1600/IMG_3361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609089724631886162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxoDamQXgfY/Tdd9YuX6KVI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Cn302tHDoBY/s320/IMG_3361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for coming to the shower Jacee, Masie and Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOr5ZMqOxqc/Tdd9HxrwHlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/nPLNrXVwhoc/s1600/IMG_3362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609089433462644306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vOr5ZMqOxqc/Tdd9HxrwHlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/nPLNrXVwhoc/s320/IMG_3362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonie and her sweet baby girl who just turned 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDJxJYUGdTc/Tdd8352q3tI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/jrc4cvwIXRM/s1600/IMG_3387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609089160778014418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDJxJYUGdTc/Tdd8352q3tI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/jrc4cvwIXRM/s320/IMG_3387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan from the shower day. This little guy loves being outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZfiD-EpOng/Tdd8lQSxL5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/N3uY48y1rYA/s1600/IMG_3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609088840383934354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZfiD-EpOng/Tdd8lQSxL5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/N3uY48y1rYA/s320/IMG_3376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to have some great grandkids over to play. Sofie, Natalie, Lauren, Lexie and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMNCUfow1hM/Tdd8VKnlRgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/6NM2V84w1tw/s1600/IMG_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609088563982714370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMNCUfow1hM/Tdd8VKnlRgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/6NM2V84w1tw/s320/IMG_3373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evelyn all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1171918217925124875?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1171918217925124875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/05/prior-to-baby-noah-coming-we-had-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1171918217925124875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1171918217925124875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/05/prior-to-baby-noah-coming-we-had-shower.html' title='Random Photos.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xixKQk7HAD0/Tdd-HFY-u6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/9nnnBZh4Mi4/s72-c/IMG_3359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2825184135307132616</id><published>2011-05-02T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T10:38:25.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Seth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvSfrOYW_p4/Tb7pH2wHCxI/AAAAAAAAA-4/c_fxK_8386o/s1600/IMG_3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602171307661134610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvSfrOYW_p4/Tb7pH2wHCxI/AAAAAAAAA-4/c_fxK_8386o/s320/IMG_3511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah and I drove to L.A. and spent a weekend with Seth. It was great. We arrived on Wednesday afternoon and left on Saturday. As if spending the time with Seth wasn't enough but we got to meet Robert. He arrived from Chicago on Friday. Thank you Robert for treating us to a delicious dinner. We also met other friends on Saturday morning before leaving. Seth you have amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLzC_0UngPc/Tb7oyEKIKUI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0iF9LFsgcBE/s1600/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602170933302798658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLzC_0UngPc/Tb7oyEKIKUI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0iF9LFsgcBE/s320/IMG_3509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8PSKy6iTa0/Tb7oY-ofwfI/AAAAAAAAA-o/nCD8zrACmXs/s1600/IMG_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602170502322831858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8PSKy6iTa0/Tb7oY-ofwfI/AAAAAAAAA-o/nCD8zrACmXs/s320/IMG_3504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken right outside his apartment. It's not really an apartment....it's a 4-plex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPjkoNx2Fgo/Tb7oHuV8laI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ETLtXU_jF1s/s1600/IMG_3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602170205892285858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPjkoNx2Fgo/Tb7oHuV8laI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ETLtXU_jF1s/s320/IMG_3497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire playing on the yard. Hair is still red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57HFeDWprOg/Tb7n2BcIBEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/6-YpqW2hvyU/s1600/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602169901780829250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57HFeDWprOg/Tb7n2BcIBEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/6-YpqW2hvyU/s320/IMG_3495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stand outside Seth's place and look to the mountains you can see the famous HOLLYWOOD sign. You have to look carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pW8bBD8LaI8/Tb7nitC9o3I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/xKBTiQOdGWk/s1600/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602169569889067890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pW8bBD8LaI8/Tb7nitC9o3I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/xKBTiQOdGWk/s320/IMG_3494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door to the apartment. It was beautiful weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPfaI3MTrlw/Tb7nO8FKytI/AAAAAAAAA-I/3CtL9GymlhI/s1600/IMG_3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602169230327466706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPfaI3MTrlw/Tb7nO8FKytI/AAAAAAAAA-I/3CtL9GymlhI/s320/IMG_3391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a couple of tours of places. I think this picture was taken at the Huntinton. I liked this rebar tree. It has a flowered vine growing up through it. I loved it Adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVnBQbBaARg/Tb7m6o7I8OI/AAAAAAAAA-A/sugGYzipasQ/s1600/IMG_3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602168881587744994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVnBQbBaARg/Tb7m6o7I8OI/AAAAAAAAA-A/sugGYzipasQ/s320/IMG_3392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the top of the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp-ftfAkkJ0/Tb7mfcaeWfI/AAAAAAAAA94/6mXyhbckFn8/s1600/IMG_3404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602168414373042674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp-ftfAkkJ0/Tb7mfcaeWfI/AAAAAAAAA94/6mXyhbckFn8/s320/IMG_3404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at the Getty. As the afternoon came on it got a bit chilly. Claire all bundled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tFMjra1noM/Tb7mPQwDCgI/AAAAAAAAA9w/iohHvhgojZw/s1600/IMG_3469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602168136364395010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tFMjra1noM/Tb7mPQwDCgI/AAAAAAAAA9w/iohHvhgojZw/s320/IMG_3469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Huntinton. A favorite garden there was the cactus garden. Pictures following. It was a treat because the garden was in bloom and cactus gardens bloom only about 2 weeks out of the year. We just happened to arrive for the blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5YuhQ31D38/Tb7l3rjPT_I/AAAAAAAAA9o/rQQ-qm4GZj4/s1600/IMG_3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602167731241570290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5YuhQ31D38/Tb7l3rjPT_I/AAAAAAAAA9o/rQQ-qm4GZj4/s320/IMG_3426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah described it well. She said it was like a Dr. Seuss story with the plants going everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQYDQ6gYCTA/Tb7lll-EvJI/AAAAAAAAA9g/JyqQLJhr8LY/s1600/IMG_3459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602167420505865362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQYDQ6gYCTA/Tb7lll-EvJI/AAAAAAAAA9g/JyqQLJhr8LY/s320/IMG_3459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whYNGbujs1c/Tb7lOgK5_QI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/YZhaklCr1_k/s1600/IMG_3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602167023812082946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whYNGbujs1c/Tb7lOgK5_QI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/YZhaklCr1_k/s320/IMG_3455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAEh2inwo78/Tb7k5dm-JMI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/tpLfO_W1C1I/s1600/IMG_3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602166662347236546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAEh2inwo78/Tb7k5dm-JMI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/tpLfO_W1C1I/s320/IMG_3443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkWsrnVne3k/Tb7kil1k5LI/AAAAAAAAA9I/uD9eMf5pTRo/s1600/IMG_3457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602166269418988722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkWsrnVne3k/Tb7kil1k5LI/AAAAAAAAA9I/uD9eMf5pTRo/s320/IMG_3457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2825184135307132616?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2825184135307132616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-seth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2825184135307132616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2825184135307132616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-seth.html' title='Hello Seth'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvSfrOYW_p4/Tb7pH2wHCxI/AAAAAAAAA-4/c_fxK_8386o/s72-c/IMG_3511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-753817401201246586</id><published>2011-04-28T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:02:30.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIqduiXvH68/TbnxQj4EUYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/gRZ5Ln0v3jM/s1600/DSCN0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600772878422528386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIqduiXvH68/TbnxQj4EUYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/gRZ5Ln0v3jM/s320/DSCN0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are....the happy family. Noah Joel Hancock was born April 17, 2011. He weighed 8 pounds 11 ounces. He is totally adorable. These two parents are so proud and they should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cWXMDcnXA6M/Tbnw2AjhU-I/AAAAAAAAA84/B1zyyfmq1zg/s1600/IMG_3525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600772422264509410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cWXMDcnXA6M/Tbnw2AjhU-I/AAAAAAAAA84/B1zyyfmq1zg/s320/IMG_3525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was probably 3.5 days old in this photo. Caitlain was home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ctnhx0OjSY/TbnwP4wkO1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/jqNJaAf38rc/s1600/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600771767336713042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ctnhx0OjSY/TbnwP4wkO1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/jqNJaAf38rc/s320/IMG_3522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital. Proud papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnpIKJuSZhs/Tbnvwkb0ftI/AAAAAAAAA8o/F21tVW3wExk/s1600/IMG_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600771229305044690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnpIKJuSZhs/Tbnvwkb0ftI/AAAAAAAAA8o/F21tVW3wExk/s320/IMG_3528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't he the cutest? Perfect every where and amazing. Sooooo cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/2154783355973684037-753817401201246586?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/753817401201246586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/753817401201246586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/753817401201246586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-family.html' title='The New Family'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIqduiXvH68/TbnxQj4EUYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/gRZ5Ln0v3jM/s72-c/DSCN0436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-7382722595773723204</id><published>2011-04-25T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:10:17.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newest News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFQfwqreeTY/TbYnQHB96tI/AAAAAAAAA8g/U8M8wUK5lUk/s1600/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599706344400480978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFQfwqreeTY/TbYnQHB96tI/AAAAAAAAA8g/U8M8wUK5lUk/s320/IMG_3522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet baby Noah born April 17, 2011. He weighed 8 pounds and 11 ounces. This is one proud papa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Mod1RM-qjQ/TbYmp1Ah6KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/OPkGvgv2zkU/s1600/DSCN0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599705686727583906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Mod1RM-qjQ/TbYmp1Ah6KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/OPkGvgv2zkU/s320/DSCN0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-7382722595773723204?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/7382722595773723204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/newest-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7382722595773723204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7382722595773723204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/newest-news.html' title='The Newest News'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFQfwqreeTY/TbYnQHB96tI/AAAAAAAAA8g/U8M8wUK5lUk/s72-c/IMG_3522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3324413255356723598</id><published>2011-04-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:32:47.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-3324413255356723598?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3324413255356723598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3324413255356723598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3324413255356723598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-433653908061701528</id><published>2011-04-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:24:19.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors In January</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3M8hhapqW4g/TZin4lMdFLI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/krMmH5r3pzE/s1600/IMG_3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591403527879333042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3M8hhapqW4g/TZin4lMdFLI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/krMmH5r3pzE/s320/IMG_3318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve came our way in January and brought along two daring girls. Sofie and Evie came. Evie had a bit of a cold so she had to stay in the house. She didn't seem to mind. While the other girls played out in the snow Evie played dress up and got grandpa all to herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tl9D3u-8rkQ/TZinrwGTkdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/cHmxEHlx-sI/s1600/IMG_3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591403307468034514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tl9D3u-8rkQ/TZinrwGTkdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/cHmxEHlx-sI/s320/IMG_3317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ3BwoYROQw/TZingmc6SKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/OgGkHkcgSOo/s1600/IMG_3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591403115899930786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ3BwoYROQw/TZingmc6SKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/OgGkHkcgSOo/s320/IMG_3327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got a few of the boys together. Always glad when family comes over. I was going to post a picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caitlain&lt;/span&gt; very pregnant. It's been about six weeks ago so I ought to post it because now, with just less than two weeks left she would probably think, "Oh, my goodness.....look how skinny I am." We are so excited for them. Maybe the next post will be the birth of sweet baby Noah Joel Hancock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HICOu3a63Z4/TZinOEfLZAI/AAAAAAAAA74/FKEgqBFCmnA/s1600/IMG_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591402797544989698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HICOu3a63Z4/TZinOEfLZAI/AAAAAAAAA74/FKEgqBFCmnA/s320/IMG_3325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just for a heads up....I have tried to delete this photo. When I pick a photo I can't see it clearly since it's so small. I've been known to delete a few once in a while but for some reason I can't find the option today. As you can all see it would have been a good one to delete.. Bummer.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqQrRadBiPQ/TZim5ghmtiI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_O5GL6YxfN0/s1600/IMG_3324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591402444294108706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqQrRadBiPQ/TZim5ghmtiI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_O5GL6YxfN0/s320/IMG_3324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I EVER have my camera handy when Ryan is not smiling I will take a picture. It would be a rare &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXmhzZom4sY/TZimRjtWt_I/AAAAAAAAA7o/u1fzdnIWGYo/s1600/IMG_3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591401757953931250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXmhzZom4sY/TZimRjtWt_I/AAAAAAAAA7o/u1fzdnIWGYo/s320/IMG_3322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what the other girls did. Sofie, Natalie and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Braxtyn&lt;/span&gt; found it snowed one morning and Sofie was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; excited to play in the snow. I think Seth and I whooped them on a snow ball fight. That's the way I see it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbm1B1rOBUE/TZil8tQnn-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/9mgGBV2Gd4U/s1600/IMG_3320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591401399740506082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbm1B1rOBUE/TZil8tQnn-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/9mgGBV2Gd4U/s320/IMG_3320.JPG" /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-433653908061701528?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/433653908061701528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/visitors-in-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/433653908061701528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/433653908061701528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/04/visitors-in-january.html' title='Visitors In January'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3M8hhapqW4g/TZin4lMdFLI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/krMmH5r3pzE/s72-c/IMG_3318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6111901465583916129</id><published>2011-03-13T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T18:25:03.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Many Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZDX1AVow68/TX1r989VUVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/BYY2jVyh-Qg/s1600/happybaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583737825088852306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZDX1AVow68/TX1r989VUVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/BYY2jVyh-Qg/s320/happybaby.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I looked for some pictures from a few years ago but for Claire that isn't very long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RM6_uo6j5WY/TX1rMBCFF7I/AAAAAAAAA7I/WEJI3qz_WfM/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583736967189043122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RM6_uo6j5WY/TX1rMBCFF7I/AAAAAAAAA7I/WEJI3qz_WfM/s320/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3rAdtTFV7fs/TX1qaEwr_qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/X4EDKoOcmD4/s1600/IMG_2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583736109196377762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3rAdtTFV7fs/TX1qaEwr_qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/X4EDKoOcmD4/s320/IMG_2586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren from just last June...That shirt says CUTE and that is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxZ6goC3uVc/TX1p4r8tJJI/AAAAAAAAA64/M11XcUlAgCs/s1600/IMG_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583735535600215186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxZ6goC3uVc/TX1p4r8tJJI/AAAAAAAAA64/M11XcUlAgCs/s320/IMG_1745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan from Christmas in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ae0_O5wj7Is/TX1pXnK3-2I/AAAAAAAAA6w/VsGOXiJMrbw/s1600/IMG_1700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583734967381785442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ae0_O5wj7Is/TX1pXnK3-2I/AAAAAAAAA6w/VsGOXiJMrbw/s320/IMG_1700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evelyn from the same year when we were swimming during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1xmb8OgTro/TX1onI4NMpI/AAAAAAAAA6o/2sAdur8uYNg/s1600/Braxtyn3%2B06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583734134616699538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1xmb8OgTro/TX1onI4NMpI/AAAAAAAAA6o/2sAdur8uYNg/s320/Braxtyn3%2B06-2006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not that is Braxtyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5LtR9EcuV9U/TX1ofhjGZoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/w__vmUDs3dU/s1600/Sofie%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bpark%2Bin%2BLV2%2B07-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583734003800106626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5LtR9EcuV9U/TX1ofhjGZoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/w__vmUDs3dU/s320/Sofie%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bpark%2Bin%2BLV2%2B07-2006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sofie from so long ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq646crw96A/TX1n7Ps9OvI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oKcgGqAtVtk/s1600/Lexie%2Band%2BBlitz2%2B03-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583733380534319858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq646crw96A/TX1n7Ps9OvI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/oKcgGqAtVtk/s320/Lexie%2Band%2BBlitz2%2B03-2006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lexie and she is being bugged by Blitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbJpv13LcgE/TX1nTgfEOUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lDwKZS26Vro/s1600/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583732697844693314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbJpv13LcgE/TX1nTgfEOUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lDwKZS26Vro/s320/PICT0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah, Dad, Sofie and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJltVisjZ5A/TX1m91aMvgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Km_SERT5YK4/s1600/PICT0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583732325504302594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJltVisjZ5A/TX1m91aMvgI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Km_SERT5YK4/s320/PICT0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blitz who will be 5 this fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFDtoCazc9k/TX1mqLXR7aI/AAAAAAAAA6A/aNpSxU16FWs/s1600/little%2Bwildcat_comp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583731987800255906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFDtoCazc9k/TX1mqLXR7aI/AAAAAAAAA6A/aNpSxU16FWs/s320/little%2Bwildcat_comp.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie was the biggest Weber State fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-6111901465583916129?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6111901465583916129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-many-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6111901465583916129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6111901465583916129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-many-years-ago.html' title='So Many Years Ago'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZDX1AVow68/TX1r989VUVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/BYY2jVyh-Qg/s72-c/happybaby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2931510431985373190</id><published>2011-02-26T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:23:10.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Hanging Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8SsUPRC25w/TWlfkLpYCWI/AAAAAAAAA54/f2gud2kpb1I/s1600/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578094688681331042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8SsUPRC25w/TWlfkLpYCWI/AAAAAAAAA54/f2gud2kpb1I/s320/IMG_2341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe it's been a year since cute Sofie was baptized? Here she is with her Grandpa Jones. More photos at the end of the blog. We loved that the Jones family came our way to do the ordinance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MD-Igzinjbk/TWlfVjB4FSI/AAAAAAAAA5w/guU3_2pY0dU/s1600/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578094437260072226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MD-Igzinjbk/TWlfVjB4FSI/AAAAAAAAA5w/guU3_2pY0dU/s320/IMG_2342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also had a girl sleep over since so many girls were already here. Lexi, Evie and Braxtyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdVQbMhLBgc/TWle9oVAanI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5uM4yFVyk5Y/s1600/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578094026365626994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdVQbMhLBgc/TWle9oVAanI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5uM4yFVyk5Y/s320/IMG_2344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UstNXg8cHZQ/TWleuqc0UYI/AAAAAAAAA5g/sbhvJTqndiI/s1600/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578093769237221762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UstNXg8cHZQ/TWleuqc0UYI/AAAAAAAAA5g/sbhvJTqndiI/s320/IMG_2346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxiHdIl1prQ/TWleisF_DBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/nt1o-PEqk9I/s1600/IMG_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578093563519896594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxiHdIl1prQ/TWleisF_DBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/nt1o-PEqk9I/s320/IMG_2351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth was here too. He hadn't left for Los Angeles yet so we took advantage and had him do the bedtime honors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw-ltvNCrSQ/TWleStnNEjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/G8oYQK8GbCo/s1600/IMG_2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578093289049756210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw-ltvNCrSQ/TWleStnNEjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/G8oYQK8GbCo/s320/IMG_2320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandma and Grandpa Hancock at the West Weber church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKD-Jb0CL48/TWld-JkvWmI/AAAAAAAAA5I/LKpCRzUE_lc/s1600/IMG_2331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578092935778359906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKD-Jb0CL48/TWld-JkvWmI/AAAAAAAAA5I/LKpCRzUE_lc/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofie and her mama. That is Sarah expecting Claire cutie who arrived a few month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uKhXYLteUOc/TWldl9GJBJI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XrI6V18I4BA/s1600/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578092520111932562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uKhXYLteUOc/TWldl9GJBJI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XrI6V18I4BA/s320/IMG_2324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our oldest grand daughter, Sofia Joyce Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2931510431985373190?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2931510431985373190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/02/photos-hanging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2931510431985373190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2931510431985373190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/02/photos-hanging.html' title='Photos Hanging Around'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8SsUPRC25w/TWlfkLpYCWI/AAAAAAAAA54/f2gud2kpb1I/s72-c/IMG_2341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1445144186039980805</id><published>2011-01-30T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:07:38.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX7huOJsUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/0aY2vSpttEY/s1600/IMG_3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568133071075127618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX7huOJsUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/0aY2vSpttEY/s320/IMG_3304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took off a couple of weeks ago and went to Oregon to visit my dad. My brother Patrick lives there with him for now and my brother Todd was visiting too. Sarah found an inexpensive flight to Twin Falls. I didn't even know Twin Falls had an airport. It was out in the boon docks. Anyway, I collected Sarah and Claire and took them over. We got to stay Thursday night until Sunday night. It was a very nice visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX7Ks6p4WI/AAAAAAAAA4o/tRNELvgoo9k/s1600/IMG_3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568132675587924322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX7Ks6p4WI/AAAAAAAAA4o/tRNELvgoo9k/s320/IMG_3302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad with Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX6uX7Kx0I/AAAAAAAAA4g/NJVfG4LQ2js/s1600/IMG_3301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568132188916598594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX6uX7Kx0I/AAAAAAAAA4g/NJVfG4LQ2js/s320/IMG_3301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patrick and Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX6WrlS8mI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/jH_wdY7ZMi4/s1600/IMG_3300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568131781876707938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX6WrlS8mI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/jH_wdY7ZMi4/s320/IMG_3300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire if obviously the star of the show.  She was a very cute baby. &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/2154783355973684037-1445144186039980805?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1445144186039980805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/01/visiting-oregon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1445144186039980805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1445144186039980805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/01/visiting-oregon.html' title='Visiting Oregon'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TUX7huOJsUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/0aY2vSpttEY/s72-c/IMG_3304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3138929572029777419</id><published>2011-01-22T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T07:50:12.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli Douglas Hancock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7k7OR15I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7NHhmjqJO1I/s1600/IMG_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565036901361112978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7k7OR15I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7NHhmjqJO1I/s320/IMG_3312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eli born January 19, 2011.  He weighed 6 lbs. 15 ounces and I think he was 21.5 inches.  Of course he's adorable.  We went up to the hospital and stayed just a bit.  He was having plenty of company celebrating his arrival.  What a great blessing.  Straight from our Heavenly Father and arriving to the amazing family of Adam and Krysta.  What a lucky baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7VmMhJrI/AAAAAAAAA4I/EeLSnQQeV4k/s1600/IMG_3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565036638018545330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7VmMhJrI/AAAAAAAAA4I/EeLSnQQeV4k/s320/IMG_3313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7CfaQxxI/AAAAAAAAA4A/g2nf2qy3fOc/s1600/IMG_3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565036309779629842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7CfaQxxI/AAAAAAAAA4A/g2nf2qy3fOc/s320/IMG_3310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie had only girl names picked out but I'm pretty sure she's going to love this little guy.  She is already such a good big sister to Ryan. &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/2154783355973684037-3138929572029777419?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3138929572029777419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/01/eli-douglas-hancock.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3138929572029777419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3138929572029777419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2011/01/eli-douglas-hancock.html' title='Eli Douglas Hancock'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TTr7k7OR15I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7NHhmjqJO1I/s72-c/IMG_3312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2362636315079965444</id><published>2010-12-18T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:53:44.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2M8GyVslI/AAAAAAAAA30/ovYcTScnEpc/s1600/IMG_3019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248879859479122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2M8GyVslI/AAAAAAAAA30/ovYcTScnEpc/s320/IMG_3019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had some fun visitors show up at Halloween time. Steve came to spend some time with his parents and Lexie was the one who got to come along. We love having those girls show up one at a time. We get to do some major spoiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2MOoqUAkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oeSyJ0Ut-6k/s1600/IMG_3016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248098678637122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2MOoqUAkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oeSyJ0Ut-6k/s320/IMG_3016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three Halloween Houses. Made by Three adorable grand daughters. They all took it very seriously and did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2LfqcFHLI/AAAAAAAAA3k/xpOJG23kKTw/s1600/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552247291701959858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2LfqcFHLI/AAAAAAAAA3k/xpOJG23kKTw/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braxtyn spent the night with Lexie here. I can see the evidence that some of the candy was eaten during the house building. I'm shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2KulM6gOI/AAAAAAAAA3c/-I-c_Gp19ck/s1600/IMG_3017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246448482582754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2KulM6gOI/AAAAAAAAA3c/-I-c_Gp19ck/s320/IMG_3017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie is wearing the new Halloween skirt. Each of the girls had one to take home and we sent some home for all the missing girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2J1r03y3I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Z2N7vFqqSRk/s1600/IMG_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552245471008246642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2J1r03y3I/AAAAAAAAA3U/Z2N7vFqqSRk/s320/IMG_3036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now for our Trick or Treat visitors. Ryan came as a cute puppy dog. When he was here he took the costume off and when it was time to put it back on he wasn't that thrilled. Adam and Krysta wrestled him back into his puppt suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2I-NIW4gI/AAAAAAAAA3M/TOvSoYe5U8I/s1600/IMG_3034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552244517875671554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2I-NIW4gI/AAAAAAAAA3M/TOvSoYe5U8I/s320/IMG_3034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie was not a very scary witch. I hope she was trying to be an adorable witch because that is what she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2362636315079965444?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2362636315079965444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-had-some-fun-visitors-show-up-at.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2362636315079965444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2362636315079965444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-had-some-fun-visitors-show-up-at.html' title='Halloween Visitors'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TQ2M8GyVslI/AAAAAAAAA30/ovYcTScnEpc/s72-c/IMG_3019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1234291228995425099</id><published>2010-12-05T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T17:18:47.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Summer Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw3C4hNlyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/iGeE6BfNgcU/s1600/IMG_2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547369363684562722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw3C4hNlyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/iGeE6BfNgcU/s320/IMG_2734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, everyone, I know I haven't blogged for a bit.  I would like to not take the blame so I'm passing it on.  Our computer has been on the blitz.  Everytime (the two I tried) the computer would shut down and you would have to start it all over again.  Needless to say it would close down again.  It was a pain.  I gave up.  Now about the adorable picture above.  When is it totally adorable to be the chubbiest you can possibly be and hang it all out?  When you are Evie and Ryan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw2qxiNzyI/AAAAAAAAA24/GdpysQc0z3w/s1600/IMG_2723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547368949492862754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw2qxiNzyI/AAAAAAAAA24/GdpysQc0z3w/s320/IMG_2723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Ryan sees the 4-wheeler he is wanting a ride.  No matter the weather.  A couple of weeks ago Adam wrapped him up and off they went.  It was a bit chillier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw2T8oW5jI/AAAAAAAAA2w/JG8tu89ZW0c/s1600/IMG_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547368557334423090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw2T8oW5jI/AAAAAAAAA2w/JG8tu89ZW0c/s320/IMG_2729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Sparky Jones.  He comes to visit with the Jones family.  Blitz loves him and we like him too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw18T2dh5I/AAAAAAAAA2o/MW87hEVnRcE/s1600/IMG_2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547368151250732946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw18T2dh5I/AAAAAAAAA2o/MW87hEVnRcE/s320/IMG_2726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sofie was the slave driver.  They all look pretty willing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw1n2h6j6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/mf9gCffNM9M/s1600/IMG_2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547367799782543266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw1n2h6j6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/mf9gCffNM9M/s320/IMG_2725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw1SLjlbhI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/18yTyhp9mVY/s1600/IMG_2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547367427469569554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw1SLjlbhI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/18yTyhp9mVY/s320/IMG_2659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago Ryan wasn't too sure about Blitz but it didn't take him long to warm up.  He is sweet with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw08UqepNI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/c2iKhNssoJk/s1600/IMG_2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547367051957282002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw08UqepNI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/c2iKhNssoJk/s320/IMG_2736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the chubby bellies and having fun in the water. I think Sarah and Krysta were off to Salt Lake City.  We had a fun day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw0rO_gMFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/3DHHqivQpvI/s1600/IMG_2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547366758377074770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw0rO_gMFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/3DHHqivQpvI/s320/IMG_2737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw0VDsSXwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y-CavAEeVBM/s1600/IMG_2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547366377386565378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw0VDsSXwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y-CavAEeVBM/s320/IMG_2731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2154783355973684037-1234291228995425099?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1234291228995425099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/12/extra-summer-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1234291228995425099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1234291228995425099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/12/extra-summer-pics.html' title='Extra Summer Pics'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TPw3C4hNlyI/AAAAAAAAA3A/iGeE6BfNgcU/s72-c/IMG_2734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4267442839099436597</id><published>2010-10-15T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T06:33:14.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Hancock Swim Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUz972EZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Mt7uGH1ZTvM/s1600/IMG_2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUz972EZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Mt7uGH1ZTvM/s320/IMG_2633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528261794372915602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it is Folks...the annual swim party at the North Ogden Pool.  It's a short tradition but I'm thinking it may last a few years.  I believe this is the third year.  Thanks to all the worker bees who made it happen.  The above photo is Steve Denny doing his famous swan dive.  Below is the cheering crowd.  ***Let me offer my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt; right from the beginning about misspelled names, wrong names, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUjdkC1yI/AAAAAAAAA1k/7BAGiBdPjbg/s1600/IMG_2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUjdkC1yI/AAAAAAAAA1k/7BAGiBdPjbg/s320/IMG_2634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528261510805247778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheering crowd made of boys....why am I not surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUTjXLVjI/AAAAAAAAA1c/iWdZmJuDW1U/s1600/IMG_2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUTjXLVjI/AAAAAAAAA1c/iWdZmJuDW1U/s320/IMG_2627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528261237483984434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two of the people to take credit or blame for the mayhem.  Grandma Hancock and Grandma Hancock...Mary Lou and Joanne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUExU19tI/AAAAAAAAA1U/nECrZdiTD4Y/s1600/IMG_2652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUExU19tI/AAAAAAAAA1U/nECrZdiTD4Y/s320/IMG_2652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528260983534253778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party committee made of Uncle Terry and Joanne.  Thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhT1sZ4PWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZR-cCMus81g/s1600/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhT1sZ4PWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZR-cCMus81g/s320/IMG_2635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528260724515159394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katherine and Jeff's little boy Devin.  Totally adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhTow2qV9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/Uh5zWZhurD0/s1600/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhTow2qV9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/Uh5zWZhurD0/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528260502371325906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Followed by Katherine and Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhTW5qit1I/AAAAAAAAA08/NTIvx6m_snA/s1600/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhTW5qit1I/AAAAAAAAA08/NTIvx6m_snA/s320/IMG_2626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528260195498768210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki Hancock Blanch with her brand new baby along with mom, Annie, Sister Audrey and 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; daughter Nadia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhS-YK4XWI/AAAAAAAAA00/6YEDLJ1WDuE/s1600/IMG_2657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhS-YK4XWI/AAAAAAAAA00/6YEDLJ1WDuE/s320/IMG_2657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528259774190738786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this photo and I'm so glad I opened this file.  I remember seeing it the first time and thinking,  "I need to get a copy of this to Gena."  I will be sure and get that done.  This is Doug's cousin Gena with her son Brian.  Beautiful mom and handsome son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSsosm5bI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Lvn7i44vgi8/s1600/IMG_2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSsosm5bI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Lvn7i44vgi8/s320/IMG_2650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528259469389522354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a couple of cuties.  It had been quite a couple of weeks for this family.  Uncle Val had passed away and everyone was here for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funeral&lt;/span&gt; and lucky for us they just kept staying.  Brent and Glen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSfNSSANI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lVuk016EMTs/s1600/IMG_2645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSfNSSANI/AAAAAAAAA0k/lVuk016EMTs/s320/IMG_2645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528259238693044434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheila will probably kick my butt if she knows I put a photo of her on a blog but I'm not telling.  Sheila is the beautiful lady in the middle with her daughter to her right and her sister to her left.  Sheila how do you stay so young looking?  What is your secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSQtkvhvI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RH7T40GxXUk/s1600/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSQtkvhvI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RH7T40GxXUk/s320/IMG_2636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528258989662373618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Ryan son of our sweet Adam and Krysta.  He had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSDDWhaKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/-Rocdr45SP4/s1600/IMG_2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhSDDWhaKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/-Rocdr45SP4/s320/IMG_2629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528258754990139554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve Hancock with grandson Chase.  Chase is the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; child of Nikki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4267442839099436597?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4267442839099436597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/10/annual-hancock-swim-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4267442839099436597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4267442839099436597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/10/annual-hancock-swim-party.html' title='Annual Hancock Swim Party'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TLhUz972EZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Mt7uGH1ZTvM/s72-c/IMG_2633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6943475321723834767</id><published>2010-09-13T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:10:16.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7VqIIHwhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Zb1ucfER0fE/s1600/kids_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7VqIIHwhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Zb1ucfER0fE/s320/kids_4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516581513288204818" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;With Paul coming home from Spain we took advantage of everyone being home.  Family Pics.  What a challenge.  Here is Natalie looking adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7VcpqQ8aI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LOS5y8hMLyc/s1600/familypic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7VcpqQ8aI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LOS5y8hMLyc/s320/familypic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516581281771614626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to compliment our photographer, Jen Skeen.  She did a terrific job.  How does one get all these many people looking any way close to happy?  Jen did it.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7UloSFJ_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/HcmvmGqvWAs/s1600/kids_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7UloSFJ_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/HcmvmGqvWAs/s320/kids_7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516580336508938226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One cute pixie....Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7UacVsvQI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Sf7l7wDZwAg/s1600/sister.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7UacVsvQI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Sf7l7wDZwAg/s320/sister.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516580144324328706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We usually try to get a picture of the siblings.  They are always having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7UKL6aSoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/gRMGaaIaqVI/s1600/kids_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7UKL6aSoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/gRMGaaIaqVI/s320/kids_8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516579865036999298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two cute cousins....Braxtyn and Sofie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7T3COrmNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/kMa6ClBos7o/s1600/families_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7T3COrmNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/kMa6ClBos7o/s320/families_6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516579536020150482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah wanted a pic of her brothers with her 5 girls.  If she wants to keep the ratio one to one then she will have to call it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7Tl2YpFsI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Yj28aicFX1w/s1600/kids_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7Tl2YpFsI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Yj28aicFX1w/s320/kids_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516579240782927554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to put this picture on.  Lexie is totally adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7TaSmhJ4I/AAAAAAAAAzU/KRYyMnD0LiI/s1600/grassfam2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7TaSmhJ4I/AAAAAAAAAzU/KRYyMnD0LiI/s320/grassfam2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516579042198890370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the look of Natalie in this picture.  For a heads up our family was swimming for about 3 hours and then the little ones were supposed to take a nap before the photos.  Ryan did not do as the plan was directed.  He did not nap so we didn't get that very cute adorable smile but he was still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7TIIH-RHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/2q8r0hfNSuU/s1600/families_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7S5cyfMjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/7a8jmIz-N90/s1600/doorfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7S5cyfMjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/7a8jmIz-N90/s320/doorfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516578477997765170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve, Sarah and cute girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7SMy-yazI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5bqMseARLts/s1600/families.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7SMy-yazI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5bqMseARLts/s320/families.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516577710860823346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel and Caitlan. I always tell everyone to wear a certain color.  The colors today were supposed to be gray, sky blue, white and a bit of pink.  I have gone out the past few times we took pictures and purchased some shirts that would work because I know someone or all will not have the right colors.  Joel showed up in AQUA.  It was pretty funny because I said, "Joel you can't wear that shirt."  Caitlan immediately said, "See I told you so."  It's funny what people think sky blue is.  It always works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7R9E2d4LI/AAAAAAAAAy0/fMV-sIXxzvs/s1600/dadanddaughter3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7R9E2d4LI/AAAAAAAAAy0/fMV-sIXxzvs/s320/dadanddaughter3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516577440779854002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very cute of photo of Braxtyn and Seth.  We miss you Seth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7RwEauLyI/AAAAAAAAAys/0j9XMRpw9Ok/s1600/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7RwEauLyI/AAAAAAAAAys/0j9XMRpw9Ok/s320/boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516577217325182754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One adorable grandson.  We love this little guy.  Also, thank you all for being such great sports with the pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-6943475321723834767?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6943475321723834767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/09/family-photos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6943475321723834767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6943475321723834767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/09/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TI7VqIIHwhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Zb1ucfER0fE/s72-c/kids_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1505438565085252079</id><published>2010-09-06T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T11:16:50.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simming Pool Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtq963GNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SE-bkWoRwMQ/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtq963GNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SE-bkWoRwMQ/s320/IMG_2870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513863534984239314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all the days we were out in the pool I am surprised at how few of photos I have.  This photo actually looks like Ryan is in pain and that cute little guy never felt one bit of pain ever.  He loved every minute and was usually pretty upset about getting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtRxa-gcI/AAAAAAAAAyY/jkCI1to-Izw/s1600/IMG_2838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtRxa-gcI/AAAAAAAAAyY/jkCI1to-Izw/s320/IMG_2838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513863102132552130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing says, "I am adorable," like swim goggles.  Lexie Lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtCsG0yZI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/wcW0-YcI6wQ/s1600/IMG_2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtCsG0yZI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/wcW0-YcI6wQ/s320/IMG_2840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513862843007814034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys played a game of catching the football from the diving board.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxtyn&lt;/span&gt; got involved and she caught it a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUszy7_LqI/AAAAAAAAAyI/cETsOi-AhB0/s1600/IMG_2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUszy7_LqI/AAAAAAAAAyI/cETsOi-AhB0/s320/IMG_2916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513862587143368354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this photo was taken only moments after eating chocolate pudding.  I can still see the evidence.  Lauren and Natalie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUsbolRgwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/S3vDefgtlU8/s1600/IMG_2896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUsbolRgwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/S3vDefgtlU8/s320/IMG_2896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513862172046885634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa always gets the best jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUsKPn4czI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mvxPwqPA2zE/s1600/IMG_2882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUsKPn4czI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mvxPwqPA2zE/s320/IMG_2882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513861873289163570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a very serious project going on here.  You can see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;concentration&lt;/span&gt; on Paul's face.  I am just wondering why they chose the heaviest boy to throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUr0IGC_7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/c3JG6L29atg/s1600/IMG_2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUr0IGC_7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/c3JG6L29atg/s320/IMG_2881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513861493311078322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mid air trick performed by Natalie Rebecca Hancock.  Way to go Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUrcWbb4CI/AAAAAAAAAxo/1rM0BJWP3uY/s1600/IMG_2873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUrcWbb4CI/AAAAAAAAAxo/1rM0BJWP3uY/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513861084842024994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some moments were better than others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUrEfaADpI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hXv3YwJfXLM/s1600/IMG_2901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUrEfaADpI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hXv3YwJfXLM/s320/IMG_2901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513860674935066258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie was pretty good at getting the hose and giving everyone a very cold shower.  The water is about 85 degrees in the pool so when that cold water hits it's a bit of a shock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1505438565085252079?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1505438565085252079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/09/simming-pool-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1505438565085252079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1505438565085252079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/09/simming-pool-fun.html' title='Simming Pool Fun'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TIUtq963GNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SE-bkWoRwMQ/s72-c/IMG_2870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4243159649755338336</id><published>2010-09-01T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T19:24:52.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Gets Home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8JdKZG_fI/AAAAAAAAAxY/EqdwzwMkq8s/s1600/IMG_2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8JdKZG_fI/AAAAAAAAAxY/EqdwzwMkq8s/s320/IMG_2774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512134865535303154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed to the airport on August 17.  Everyone was very excited to see Paul but we were not prepared for him to arrive early.  We barely made it on time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8JGGgJEFI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qXIB8QMb-4U/s1600/IMG_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8JGGgJEFI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qXIB8QMb-4U/s320/IMG_2791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512134469354066002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul was busy hugging the girls and then he saw this little guy come up.  Paul thought it was a boy from another family but he is actually checking out Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8IzuHhq5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/CIaxtrXEiB4/s1600/IMG_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8IzuHhq5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/CIaxtrXEiB4/s320/IMG_2790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512134153570724754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't tell who is the most excited....Paul or Lexi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8IbrXZv4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/FhOosMIAPxc/s1600/IMG_2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8IbrXZv4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/FhOosMIAPxc/s320/IMG_2798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512133740515147650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel just trying to be helpful.  Braxtyn keeping tabs on PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8H5Y130uI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Tf6NdR14nos/s1600/IMG_2803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8H5Y130uI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Tf6NdR14nos/s320/IMG_2803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512133151427121890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam, Krysta and family.  They got there just five minutes to spare.  Who arrives all the way from Spain 15 minutes early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8HlIJ7lCI/AAAAAAAAAww/Hund5j12cBc/s1600/IMG_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8HlIJ7lCI/AAAAAAAAAww/Hund5j12cBc/s320/IMG_2795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512132803350467618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jill came with Braxtyn.  Thanks Jill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8HFvc7WaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/XQQj56Sk-Zs/s1600/IMG_2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8HFvc7WaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/XQQj56Sk-Zs/s320/IMG_2802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512132264143313314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two happy parents glad to see their baby boy home.  Way to go Paul.  We have loved having you here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4243159649755338336?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4243159649755338336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/09/paul-gets-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4243159649755338336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4243159649755338336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/09/paul-gets-home.html' title='Paul Gets Home!!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TH8JdKZG_fI/AAAAAAAAAxY/EqdwzwMkq8s/s72-c/IMG_2774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1053942194750363924</id><published>2010-08-29T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:10:17.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newest News</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1053942194750363924?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1053942194750363924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/08/newest-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1053942194750363924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1053942194750363924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/08/newest-news.html' title='The Newest News'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2453681683582484830</id><published>2010-07-31T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:06:12.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTiqJuy0eI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LKnTYL1RNpQ/s1600/IMG_2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTiqJuy0eI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LKnTYL1RNpQ/s320/IMG_2573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500270258720788962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These photos are from the week I was in Vegas when Sarah had baby Claire.  It was a great week with tons of sweet moments but not one time did I get out my camera.  I waited until the last minute and then Sarah said,  "Mom let's get some pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTh3nXpfaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IxUfQaVZdNY/s1600/IMG_2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTh3nXpfaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IxUfQaVZdNY/s320/IMG_2574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500269390503443874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am ready to leave and we get out the camera.  That just doesn't make much sense.  Nevertheless here are some cute pictures.  Lauren looks adorable in the above picture and Lexie always has a sweet smile even when it's one of her small ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFThp8SeCII/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ONHapHR3fg/s1600/IMG_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFThp8SeCII/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ONHapHR3fg/s320/IMG_2566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500269155600697474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evelyn was a treat to take care of.  She snuggled right up to me from the minute I got there.  She's tiny but determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFThYLFdqYI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tufrn2VmiQk/s1600/IMG_2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFThYLFdqYI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tufrn2VmiQk/s320/IMG_2568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500268850335033730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told Sofie the other day she is very photogenic.  She wondered what that meant.  You can see...No matter what; she always takes a great picture.  Love you Sofie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFThFE3oR6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/_LSQqyQsSZ8/s1600/IMG_2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFThFE3oR6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/_LSQqyQsSZ8/s320/IMG_2570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500268522248882082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can just see "Imp" all over that face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTgyrXYzbI/AAAAAAAAAvw/GR1HckQ6p8o/s1600/IMG_2578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTgyrXYzbI/AAAAAAAAAvw/GR1HckQ6p8o/s320/IMG_2578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500268206165118386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The package deal.  One grandma with FIVE very adorable sisters.  Thank you girls for being such great grand daughters.  Loved being there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2453681683582484830?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2453681683582484830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-minute-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2453681683582484830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2453681683582484830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-minute-photos.html' title='Last Minute Photos'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TFTiqJuy0eI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LKnTYL1RNpQ/s72-c/IMG_2573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-9055613585550872344</id><published>2010-07-19T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:52:35.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Loves The Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUO0JoEBFI/AAAAAAAAAvo/_8a_k-FaDRo/s1600/IMG_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUO0JoEBFI/AAAAAAAAAvo/_8a_k-FaDRo/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495815209375499346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan can't get enough of the slide.  We put him part way up and down he comes.  He's also gone down with a helper like Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUOhRq3HtI/AAAAAAAAAvg/4cbRzKmyLAQ/s1600/IMG_2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUOhRq3HtI/AAAAAAAAAvg/4cbRzKmyLAQ/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495814885117206226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUOQwhjwPI/AAAAAAAAAvY/33Z7yE2REUU/s1600/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUOQwhjwPI/AAAAAAAAAvY/33Z7yE2REUU/s320/IMG_2607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495814601341911282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is with one of his many trips down with Adam.  The minute he gets down he starts pointing that he wants to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUOBFpgs7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/avizWRe15eo/s1600/IMG_2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUOBFpgs7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/avizWRe15eo/s320/IMG_2605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495814332134503346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUNwrTBXAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LKkNis1eEzg/s1600/IMG_2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUNwrTBXAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LKkNis1eEzg/s320/IMG_2595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495814050182945794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth and David were tossing him all over and I think they were making Krysta a bit nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUNbSttCGI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jnxbTYWpyk0/s1600/IMG_2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUNbSttCGI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jnxbTYWpyk0/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495813682806720610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-9055613585550872344?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/9055613585550872344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/07/ryan-loves-pool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/9055613585550872344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/9055613585550872344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/07/ryan-loves-pool.html' title='Ryan Loves The Pool'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TEUO0JoEBFI/AAAAAAAAAvo/_8a_k-FaDRo/s72-c/IMG_2612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2968732677549111416</id><published>2010-07-10T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T03:08:42.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhEv3zJvCI/AAAAAAAAAu4/o7ik1JKy8y4/s1600/IMGP1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhEv3zJvCI/AAAAAAAAAu4/o7ik1JKy8y4/s320/IMGP1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492215334801357858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I would get out one more set of photos before Paul gets home.  It's only a few weeks away and I know it will go fast.  As you can see by this photo Paul is spending some time on his creative outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhEnZKXu8I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3ThukD2nCcA/s1600/IMGP1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhEnZKXu8I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3ThukD2nCcA/s320/IMGP1832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492215189138291650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute and adorable of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhD280obvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/jqPmZO4pbm0/s1600/IMGP1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhD280obvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/jqPmZO4pbm0/s320/IMGP1446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492214356897197810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't know who the people are or anything since he just sends home his camera card.  We'll get some explanations once he's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhDjCjiChI/AAAAAAAAAug/T3XcPQidme4/s1600/IMGP1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhDjCjiChI/AAAAAAAAAug/T3XcPQidme4/s320/IMGP1226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492214014838704658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking thoughtful and pensive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhDXUJOjMI/AAAAAAAAAuY/mYjBz-035Xk/s1600/IMGP1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhDXUJOjMI/AAAAAAAAAuY/mYjBz-035Xk/s320/IMGP1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492213813401783490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking crazy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhDFAyVP9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/u7ClWhCC-VY/s1600/IMGP1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhDFAyVP9I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/u7ClWhCC-VY/s320/IMGP1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492213498967834578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know if Paul had a part in this sweet little girl losing her tooth or not but she is very sweet looking and excited to be the owner of an enamel tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhC3saRUBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/laNyFUECHXQ/s1600/IMGP1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhCnZIQiAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Z01e-mDZRic/s1600/IMGP1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhCS2tedAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/g_But1mWRg0/s1600/IMGP1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhCS2tedAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/g_But1mWRg0/s320/IMGP1044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492212637269652482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's always good to know that PJ has kept the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhCAaemYPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/JZ6sQcTKTVs/s1600/IMGP0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhCAaemYPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/JZ6sQcTKTVs/s320/IMGP0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492212320453419250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm thinking Paul will be looking forward to a little ping pong challenges.  Beware Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhBw_SI32I/AAAAAAAAAto/IqNROGIUt5w/s1600/IMGP0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhBw_SI32I/AAAAAAAAAto/IqNROGIUt5w/s320/IMGP0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492212055455358818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhBhUQjycI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TZTb5eBbvZw/s1600/IMGP1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhBhUQjycI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TZTb5eBbvZw/s320/IMGP1830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492211786207971778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who Knows.  We will get to see some of these strange looks for ourselves in just a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2968732677549111416?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2968732677549111416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-thought-i-would-get-out-one-more-set.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2968732677549111416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2968732677549111416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-thought-i-would-get-out-one-more-set.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TDhEv3zJvCI/AAAAAAAAAu4/o7ik1JKy8y4/s72-c/IMGP1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-725577385926279643</id><published>2010-06-15T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:14:48.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhqLI3x3PI/AAAAAAAAAtY/dGHdkmZ0ZH4/s1600/IMAG0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhqLI3x3PI/AAAAAAAAAtY/dGHdkmZ0ZH4/s320/IMAG0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483249285916122354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the wild guys traveling across the USA.  Watch out for fellas in vans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhqEYqB14I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/i2oYJBO69qg/s1600/Dad_and_Adam_Independence_MO_05-2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhqEYqB14I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/i2oYJBO69qg/s320/Dad_and_Adam_Independence_MO_05-2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483249169894332290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a great time even though they didn't stop much.  Both Doug and Adam said they enjoyed having grandpa along and getting a chance to visit with him without too many interruptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhp8s_vMaI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Pf7juljsovU/s1600/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhp8s_vMaI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Pf7juljsovU/s320/IMG_2411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483249037915140514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie at the Fish farm.  Thanks Krysta for bringing the kids.  It was nice to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhphXbgtmI/AAAAAAAAAtA/v6PhUimCA98/s1600/IMG_2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhphXbgtmI/AAAAAAAAAtA/v6PhUimCA98/s320/IMG_2408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483248568269583970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth playing with Ryan.  We loved having Seth around for a couple of weeks even though he was hardly there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhpPpMaDVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r6NeMUNxl44/s1600/IMG_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhpPpMaDVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r6NeMUNxl44/s320/IMG_2400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483248263800425810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan and his first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;introduction&lt;/span&gt; to Blitz.  Adam said he was pretty scared with a dog back in North Carolina but he was great with Blitz.  Blitz is good to back off when you tell him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBho_LRqdvI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qk3J3zolxqU/s1600/IMG_2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBho_LRqdvI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qk3J3zolxqU/s320/IMG_2397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483247980891502322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Natalie in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhouH050jI/AAAAAAAAAso/-Yu4HGWMPd4/s1600/IMG_2393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhouH050jI/AAAAAAAAAso/-Yu4HGWMPd4/s320/IMG_2393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483247687907791410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving the swing.  Actually he loves pretty much everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhoaqY7wxI/AAAAAAAAAsg/iC0QwlHFiuQ/s1600/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhoaqY7wxI/AAAAAAAAAsg/iC0QwlHFiuQ/s320/IMG_2383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483247353588335378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blitz with his summer do.  He loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-725577385926279643?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/725577385926279643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-photos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/725577385926279643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/725577385926279643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-photos.html' title='Random Photos'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TBhqLI3x3PI/AAAAAAAAAtY/dGHdkmZ0ZH4/s72-c/IMAG0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3943178510269738193</id><published>2010-06-02T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:49:53.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Val Passed Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcVQ5wAgvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/mWHfq6bf1es/s1600/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcVQ5wAgvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/mWHfq6bf1es/s320/IMG_2515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478370851843769074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Val died last Thursday and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;funeral&lt;/span&gt; was today, June 2.  It was a beautiful day outside, actually one of the first very nice days we've had this spring.  Val died while working outside which is just as he would have liked.  Here are the brothers Reed, Gene and Terry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcU4QD7YxI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/4DoOI_Kx9V4/s1600/IMG_2470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcU4QD7YxI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/4DoOI_Kx9V4/s320/IMG_2470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478370428336169746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley and Reese with their cute baby.  I think his name is Bergen.  I may have misspelled that.  I just remember it sounds like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Burgundy&lt;/span&gt;.  He is a cutie with only curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcUppf2WiI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sLF_44AahWg/s1600/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcUppf2WiI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sLF_44AahWg/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478370177466128930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Susie had her shoes off and here she is standing by Adam.  She is a sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcUUiP-_rI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oW1TgYdIQps/s1600/IMG_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcUUiP-_rI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oW1TgYdIQps/s320/IMG_2536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478369814743285426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doug with his cousin Sharon.  Sharon is the youngest of Val and Margaret.  She has a very cute family of four boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcUDZWk6bI/AAAAAAAAAr4/3T6JF_R_WnE/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcUDZWk6bI/AAAAAAAAAr4/3T6JF_R_WnE/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478369520297241010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joanne and David.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is in Argentina so we have everyone else here.  Sam is heading off to Mexico right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTxxVIV2I/AAAAAAAAArw/YxHD6KcXpKg/s1600/IMG_2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTxxVIV2I/AAAAAAAAArw/YxHD6KcXpKg/s320/IMG_2486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478369217495979874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma, Adam, Krysta, Carol and Cheryl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goodfellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Cheryl is a daughter-in-law to Ruth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Goodfellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who is a sister to the Hancock brothers.  Ruth passed away years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTg7dm1rI/AAAAAAAAAro/PQ1QyTKHwU4/s1600/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTg7dm1rI/AAAAAAAAAro/PQ1QyTKHwU4/s320/IMG_2462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478368928158111410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Terry and Rhonda with some of their family.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tristen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, daughter of Tracy, Ronda, Terry, Trent and Tyler.  We should have rounded up Tera lee, she was wandering around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTQq34yUI/AAAAAAAAArg/bo-Gmeyccos/s1600/IMG_2504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTQq34yUI/AAAAAAAAArg/bo-Gmeyccos/s320/IMG_2504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478368648827029826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joan with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tristen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Joan has been a sweet grandmother for the past 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTDd3jWLI/AAAAAAAAArY/WWCtSrc_pXw/s1600/IMG_2494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcTDd3jWLI/AAAAAAAAArY/WWCtSrc_pXw/s320/IMG_2494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478368421997664434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blair's two boys, Brock and Levi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcS1OTJaUI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-P5ELirCnzc/s1600/IMG_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcS1OTJaUI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-P5ELirCnzc/s320/IMG_2480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478368177300269378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Susie and Blair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcSoqraLMI/AAAAAAAAArI/CX7urZjfRIw/s1600/IMG_2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcSoqraLMI/AAAAAAAAArI/CX7urZjfRIw/s320/IMG_2465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478367961579924674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki, Brent and Hanna.  Nikki is due with a new baby in a few weeks.  She is always beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcSRUpKYlI/AAAAAAAAArA/nO6ZZW098qg/s1600/IMG_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcSRUpKYlI/AAAAAAAAArA/nO6ZZW098qg/s320/IMG_2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478367560527929938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jacee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Masie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  These two cousins are the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcReXHuToI/AAAAAAAAAq4/BvsRelCD13g/s1600/IMG_2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcReXHuToI/AAAAAAAAAq4/BvsRelCD13g/s320/IMG_2457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478366685019655810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just some of the beautiful flowers.  It was a lovely service.  All the children spoke and they did a great job.  One of Joan's sons spoke too.  He did a great job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-3943178510269738193?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3943178510269738193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/06/uncle-val-passed-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3943178510269738193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3943178510269738193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/06/uncle-val-passed-away.html' title='Uncle Val Passed Away'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/TAcVQ5wAgvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/mWHfq6bf1es/s72-c/IMG_2515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4219288916440129397</id><published>2010-05-23T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:15:46.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofie Gets Baptized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDnTtT4eI/AAAAAAAAAqo/DTPNblCifnY/s1600/IMG_2328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDnTtT4eI/AAAAAAAAAqo/DTPNblCifnY/s320/IMG_2328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474621902118183394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia Joyce Jones was baptized on May 8, 2010.  This is a sweet picture of her with her confirmation dress on.  She is such a sweet girl with a very generous nature.  Sofie is a wonderful big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDXAlvf_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/TmTZ6_TVvqU/s1600/IMG_2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDXAlvf_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/TmTZ6_TVvqU/s320/IMG_2317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474621622108258290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie was baptized by her father, Steve and confirmed by him also.  Lots of people attended a lunch at our home.  She had Jones family, Hancock family and friends who had moved from Vegas to Utah.  Steve's friend, Josh also attended.  He has a great story of the "Sponge Bob" car that he ticked off on his way to the baptism.  You'll have to read his blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDHDS3pVI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Dgu3JYXXb7Q/s1600/IMG_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDHDS3pVI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Dgu3JYXXb7Q/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474621347956499794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Hancock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nC4_P37PI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gcwK7I05JBw/s1600/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nC4_P37PI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gcwK7I05JBw/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474621106352024818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lovely picture of Grandma Jones and Sofie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nCWhTWuOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/H8Ni2ZTvn8k/s1600/IMG_2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nCWhTWuOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/H8Ni2ZTvn8k/s320/IMG_2320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474620514198010082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandma and Grandpa Hancock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4219288916440129397?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4219288916440129397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/05/sofie-gets-baptized.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4219288916440129397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4219288916440129397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/05/sofie-gets-baptized.html' title='Sofie Gets Baptized'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S_nDnTtT4eI/AAAAAAAAAqo/DTPNblCifnY/s72-c/IMG_2328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1342788694833428819</id><published>2010-05-09T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:43:43.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming in April</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_0KcA-vI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dIHTnuQV3PU/s1600/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_0KcA-vI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dIHTnuQV3PU/s320/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469480806596541170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a bit chilly but the girls were determined to get into the pool.  The weather was probably 50 degrees and the water we had warmed up to 80.  Lauren got brave and went on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_p4WWR1I/AAAAAAAAApw/z1xmA4uUz1A/s1600/IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_p4WWR1I/AAAAAAAAApw/z1xmA4uUz1A/s320/IMG_2305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469480629942241106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brave Lexie.  She was the first one in the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_dKOe_9I/AAAAAAAAApo/kOl-BCHEUtY/s1600/IMG_2303.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_QtN372I/AAAAAAAAApg/uzmziuhVa9c/s1600/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_QtN372I/AAAAAAAAApg/uzmziuhVa9c/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469480197457178466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see the snow on the mountains.  It just doesn't matter to kids.  These Vegas girls are tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_HKMZnUI/AAAAAAAAApY/aA1SXnPJ50Y/s1600/IMG_2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_HKMZnUI/AAAAAAAAApY/aA1SXnPJ50Y/s320/IMG_2294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469480033436933442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren Loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d-8-PX09I/AAAAAAAAApQ/OAnD2h-Sn_o/s1600/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d-8-PX09I/AAAAAAAAApQ/OAnD2h-Sn_o/s320/IMG_2293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469479858429481938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mermaid girl, Sofie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d-xfqA7UI/AAAAAAAAApI/R1YfZmCry7c/s1600/IMG_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d-xfqA7UI/AAAAAAAAApI/R1YfZmCry7c/s320/IMG_2292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469479661241167170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute Lexie.  She was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d-mRpBI1I/AAAAAAAAApA/G_W82BSp93E/s1600/IMG_2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d-mRpBI1I/AAAAAAAAApA/G_W82BSp93E/s320/IMG_2286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469479468500329298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah and I are "fair weather" swimmers.  We like to see the sunshine and temps in the 80s would be nice.  It was a fun weekend.  I still have pictures to post of the baptism.  Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1342788694833428819?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1342788694833428819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/05/swimming-in-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1342788694833428819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1342788694833428819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/05/swimming-in-april.html' title='Swimming in April'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-d_0KcA-vI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dIHTnuQV3PU/s72-c/IMG_2307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1469179097571047442</id><published>2010-05-06T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:43:58.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OLGAJVENI/AAAAAAAAAo4/eMp_hFHbXvU/s1600/DSCN0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OLGAJVENI/AAAAAAAAAo4/eMp_hFHbXvU/s320/DSCN0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468367307792519378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is  sweet Caitlan at Weber State University Graduation.  She will be student teaching this next fall.  She is shown with her mother Carol and her sister Jenna.  Congrats Caitlan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OK9zCUatI/AAAAAAAAAow/9OoM1vwqKuc/s1600/DSCN0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OK9zCUatI/AAAAAAAAAow/9OoM1vwqKuc/s320/DSCN0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468367166834502354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caitlan graduated in the same program as Jamie Gallegos (sorry Jamie I cannot remember the married name) and our grownup Shannon Nielsen.  Way to go ladies.  Shannon is on the cusp of getting married herself.  The date is set for the middle of July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OK0H9qBiI/AAAAAAAAAoo/aFkRcJCCTCw/s1600/DSCN0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OK0H9qBiI/AAAAAAAAAoo/aFkRcJCCTCw/s320/DSCN0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468367000653399586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel said he has a "sugar mama."  Don't be going crazy spending all that money Caitlan will be making as a teacher.  Needless to say....we are very proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1469179097571047442?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1469179097571047442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-newest-graduate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1469179097571047442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1469179097571047442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-newest-graduate.html' title='Our Newest Graduate'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S-OLGAJVENI/AAAAAAAAAo4/eMp_hFHbXvU/s72-c/DSCN0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4661730336861350756</id><published>2010-04-18T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:49:56.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8unAWjNqlI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZDofygk-isw/s1600/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8unAWjNqlI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZDofygk-isw/s320/IMG_2283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461642597611973202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather is nice right now.  I guess the weather man has it staying nice for a few days and then turning 20 degrees cooler.  It is calving season and the field behind Wagstaff's feed is full of calves.  I counted 10 or 11 the other day.  This little black calf was bugging the heck out of the baby brown.  Obviously mom does not care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8um0nX0-8I/AAAAAAAAAoY/MqKvsOZf3Aw/s1600/IMG_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8um0nX0-8I/AAAAAAAAAoY/MqKvsOZf3Aw/s320/IMG_2282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461642395969190850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two managed to avoid the mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umoV8lOFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ricUVnCWYBI/s1600/IMG_2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umoV8lOFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ricUVnCWYBI/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461642185133078610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umch1KRXI/AAAAAAAAAoI/5oj-uUBmHeo/s1600/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umch1KRXI/AAAAAAAAAoI/5oj-uUBmHeo/s320/IMG_2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461641982164747634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The road headed down.  Gene Atkinson was telling us one day he was going to phone the county and ask them to pave or asphalt this road.  No way.  I love it just like this.....No traffic.  If you make it smooth or nice then all the cars will think they need to drive on it.  It kicks up some dust when you're driving it so most cars avoid it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umP1kLR7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/SMl3yrrrI6E/s1600/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umP1kLR7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/SMl3yrrrI6E/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461641764123920306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren Princess at the beauty parlor.  We loved having Lauren visit.  She was a very good girl getting her hair cut.  The beautician asked her how old she was.  She said, "I'm 3 but I'll be 4 when Uncle Paul gets home.  He has diabetes.  He ate too much sugar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umFvEg_YI/AAAAAAAAAn4/md627n5XHgg/s1600/IMG_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8umFvEg_YI/AAAAAAAAAn4/md627n5XHgg/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461641590581820802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren the Blitz lover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8ul5bWIi4I/AAAAAAAAAnw/KF1GHyCoEcA/s1600/IMG_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8ul5bWIi4I/AAAAAAAAAnw/KF1GHyCoEcA/s320/IMG_2262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461641379128576898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8ulqeCXh2I/AAAAAAAAAno/TrGBzhnZWJM/s1600/IMG_2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8ulqeCXh2I/AAAAAAAAAno/TrGBzhnZWJM/s320/IMG_2269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461641122152941410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy cutie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4661730336861350756?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4661730336861350756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/04/weather-is-nice-right-now.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4661730336861350756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4661730336861350756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/04/weather-is-nice-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S8unAWjNqlI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZDofygk-isw/s72-c/IMG_2283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2477042695790166678</id><published>2010-03-21T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:31:11.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bT5K1utSI/AAAAAAAAAng/Cn_EJ7obreA/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTrZsYsaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/cDlaZPx2K2I/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTrZsYsaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/cDlaZPx2K2I/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451277141563453858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent our Sacrament meeting with Joel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caitlan&lt;/span&gt; this week.  They both spoke in their ward (which they did a wonderful job) but prior to them speaking Doug made a list of things for me to do.  I usually don't pay much attention to "the lists" but one of the items was important.  He even underlined it....Update The Blog.  I have to admit it needed to be done.  In defense of myself I went to load the pictures from last weekend on the computer but our reader was broken so that required a new reader. (I'm pretty sure the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;technical&lt;/span&gt; term is not reader.) But here we are at last.  This is a picture of the cute girls except Evie, she was napping, prior to Sunday church.  They are all getting much too big and we had a great time in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTeuy39DI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/GRD8Fy1vvM4/s1600-h/IMG_2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTeuy39DI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/GRD8Fy1vvM4/s320/IMG_2242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451276923889513522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; pregnant.  That is not a pillow.  Baby due in double digits.  90 days or so...that's double digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTQ_GdSyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/6KAuNiNHbLA/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTQ_GdSyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/6KAuNiNHbLA/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451276687748451106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve served as a child back pack.  If not one little girl than another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTBUf9ZJI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BHxmTRjki0c/s1600-h/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTBUf9ZJI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BHxmTRjki0c/s320/IMG_2226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451276418614650002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone had to play in the water.  This is a man made pond with a spring flowing into it.  It was used to water the ranch.  I'm sure it still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bSqYGqvHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/XRgYa1A81sQ/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bSqYGqvHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/XRgYa1A81sQ/s320/IMG_2207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451276024445320306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank goodness for the wagon or grandpa would have been a child carrier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bSY4H7AtI/AAAAAAAAAmw/q0nFHpPIpJw/s1600-h/IMG_2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bSY4H7AtI/AAAAAAAAAmw/q0nFHpPIpJw/s320/IMG_2199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451275723802870482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The all purpose child carrier...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bSC4NL2gI/AAAAAAAAAmo/srfrdHASXrA/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bSC4NL2gI/AAAAAAAAAmo/srfrdHASXrA/s320/IMG_2175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451275345867823618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Evie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2477042695790166678?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2477042695790166678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-spent-our-sacrament-meeting-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2477042695790166678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2477042695790166678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-spent-our-sacrament-meeting-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S6bTrZsYsaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/cDlaZPx2K2I/s72-c/IMG_2250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-488651138240311349</id><published>2010-02-22T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:16:55.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....Another Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M2NJ2ax0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/LDvwAEGnrTs/s1600-h/korea5_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M2NJ2ax0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/LDvwAEGnrTs/s320/korea5_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441252374404056898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braniff&lt;/span&gt; remembers when this photo was taken.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Another soldier&lt;/span&gt; was chosen to be "the man" but I guess he got sick.  Grandpa said he was chosen but he says they forgot to tell him to look fierce.  He smiled like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M2CF8mjfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UEhoRHMZMOA/s1600-h/korea2_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M2CF8mjfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UEhoRHMZMOA/s320/korea2_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441252184377691634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M1tv9rDvI/AAAAAAAAAmM/QsWGPaAseYI/s1600-h/Craig-Grandpa%26Grandma_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M1tv9rDvI/AAAAAAAAAmM/QsWGPaAseYI/s320/Craig-Grandpa%26Grandma_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441251834879217394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Great, Great, Great Grandma and Grandpa Craig.  I'm always amazed that there are some pictures.  This gentleman and his wife are the grandparents of my grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braniff&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M1cID6xyI/AAAAAAAAAmE/EqwGGCzyJEQ/s1600-h/Grandma+Braniff+%26+Girls_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M1cID6xyI/AAAAAAAAAmE/EqwGGCzyJEQ/s320/Grandma+Braniff+%26+Girls_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441251532110219042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braniff&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;D'Ann&lt;/span&gt; and I out on their farm.  We went off to church with her quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M1NqQJnOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/YAyDQRN348Y/s1600-h/Bob+-+Mattie_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M1NqQJnOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/YAyDQRN348Y/s320/Bob+-+Mattie_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441251283590290658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Grandparents kitchen.  Many fond memories of waking up with the radio on and grandpa whipping up some pancakes.  The floor was all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;linoleum&lt;/span&gt; and so cold in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M06o5tqII/AAAAAAAAAl0/KzW70U_adzQ/s1600-h/D%27Ann+Grandpa+Sue_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M06o5tqII/AAAAAAAAAl0/KzW70U_adzQ/s320/D%27Ann+Grandpa+Sue_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441250956810233986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa with us girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M0nLHsyiI/AAAAAAAAAls/RLB-Y_IwT5A/s1600-h/1974_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M0dxGNt8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/K0VnYWu36rA/s1600-h/1st+year_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M0YY8niBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HffANW3Qnp0/s1600-h/Tom-Bill_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M0YY8niBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HffANW3Qnp0/s320/Tom-Bill_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441250368411895826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad with his brother Bill.  Love the lock of hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-488651138240311349?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/488651138240311349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/02/finallyanother-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/488651138240311349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/488651138240311349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/02/finallyanother-post.html' title='Finally....Another Post'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S4M2NJ2ax0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/LDvwAEGnrTs/s72-c/korea5_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2737120491199781451</id><published>2010-01-24T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:55:58.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10VKenwboI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8KyDIKdE7oc/s1600-h/DSCN1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10VKenwboI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8KyDIKdE7oc/s320/DSCN1003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430519995441376898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure what's going on here.  Possibly he's trying to make the jump rope longer so he won't trip on it.  Maybe he's just doing some stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10U02XdU9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/3hr1DcwAKdU/s1600-h/DSCN1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10U02XdU9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/3hr1DcwAKdU/s320/DSCN1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430519623858344914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No explanation on the photos but I think the couple on the right is his new mission President, President Hinckley and his wife.  Dad can correct me if I'm wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10Ug-e-3YI/AAAAAAAAAlE/gYlBECLqNLY/s1600-h/DSCN1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10Ug-e-3YI/AAAAAAAAAlE/gYlBECLqNLY/s320/DSCN1184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430519282440002946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't know much about any of the next photos.  I looked through the ones we have and picked out some that he was actually in.  He had tons of pics of statues, ancient buildings, etc. but not many of Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10UNT1d6XI/AAAAAAAAAk8/VzeeuHkrObA/s1600-h/DSCN1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10UNT1d6XI/AAAAAAAAAk8/VzeeuHkrObA/s320/DSCN1366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518944574073202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10TxxnJFUI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1u_hv_MHETk/s1600-h/DSCN1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10TxxnJFUI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1u_hv_MHETk/s320/DSCN1179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518471530714434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10TgWnbQlI/AAAAAAAAAks/QosJUr0JxbE/s1600-h/DSCN1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10TgWnbQlI/AAAAAAAAAks/QosJUr0JxbE/s320/DSCN1152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430518172226372178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2737120491199781451?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2737120491199781451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-on-paul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2737120491199781451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2737120491199781451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-on-paul.html' title='Update on Paul'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/S10VKenwboI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8KyDIKdE7oc/s72-c/DSCN1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4869525554098015722</id><published>2009-12-30T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:44:10.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwOAw06rlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bGZ4ezc-KbI/s1600-h/IMG_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwOAw06rlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bGZ4ezc-KbI/s320/IMG_1751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421223457716874834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo of Sofie is somewhat similar to the previous blog.  This is one talented young lady.  Actually Sofie is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwNxOq6JGI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uNiwuLj6dOU/s1600-h/IMG_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwNxOq6JGI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uNiwuLj6dOU/s320/IMG_1745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421223190850053218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan is so much fun.  This little fella is always smiling.  We would love to have him living closer, along with the rest of his family.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwNcqFhI_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/lPmIyZYn83g/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwNcqFhI_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/lPmIyZYn83g/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421222837432165362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what the hat was about.  Maybe Adam was on his way out or else he's hiding a bald spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwNL5-ZZVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/RU7BWsAfc7A/s1600-h/IMG_1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwNL5-ZZVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/RU7BWsAfc7A/s320/IMG_1723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421222549639488850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth was the chef.  He was very helpful.  Thanks Seth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwM9DaeXTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bBRNtL3as9o/s1600-h/IMG_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwM9DaeXTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/bBRNtL3as9o/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421222294475136306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to recover from Christmas morning....Steve and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwMqT0SKHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/S3sLS4UU-lY/s1600-h/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwMqT0SKHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/S3sLS4UU-lY/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421221972460841074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is every 5 year olds dream....a Barbie house.  Lexi loved it.  I thought for sure Steve would have to take it apart to get it  home but he fit it into the back of the van and stuffed the rooms with things.  Last I heard all made it home to Vegas safe....Barbie house included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwMX6meDGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/e8KTcIFZcPc/s1600-h/IMG_1672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwMX6meDGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/e8KTcIFZcPc/s320/IMG_1672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421221656454368354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried to get 7 little grandkids to sit still and take a picture.  You can see how successful we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwMIe6sAVI/AAAAAAAAAjs/WZ5BJvdy09U/s1600-h/IMG_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwMIe6sAVI/AAAAAAAAAjs/WZ5BJvdy09U/s320/IMG_1670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421221391324938578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwL2AOkB7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/34pVbJniDmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwL2AOkB7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/34pVbJniDmQ/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421221073849157554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie, Braxtyn and Lexi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwLsnaINjI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0d2Kua67bfc/s1600-h/IMG_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwLsnaINjI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0d2Kua67bfc/s320/IMG_1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421220912567957042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tended the girls while Sarah and Steve had a night out.  Evie hooked up with David.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4869525554098015722?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4869525554098015722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4869525554098015722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4869525554098015722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzwOAw06rlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bGZ4ezc-KbI/s72-c/IMG_1751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-136568432370211265</id><published>2009-12-26T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:59:13.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas The Night Before Christmas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbRNtq9eeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/kHj5MHdJsok/s1600-h/IMG_1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbRNtq9eeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/kHj5MHdJsok/s320/IMG_1717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419749235115260386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are at the Roy Complex Swimming Pool.  This should be one of the last pictures shown.  The water was a bit chilly and after about an hour and a half some of the little girls got cold. Actually, Seth got cold too and he was more than happy to get out and keep them warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbQ1qb_FKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/4tg2LUCf1C4/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbQ1qb_FKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/4tg2LUCf1C4/s320/IMG_1710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419748821930284194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Jones family minus a few.  Sarah, Lauren and Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbQe5dZ11I/AAAAAAAAAjE/9uWdHC0iB64/s1600-h/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbQe5dZ11I/AAAAAAAAAjE/9uWdHC0iB64/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419748430825772882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa, Lexi and Braxtyn.  Braxtyn didn't wear out.  She and Sofie were the first ones into the pool and the last ones out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbQIUo-_MI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6NUnGvIpW_w/s1600-h/IMG_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbQIUo-_MI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6NUnGvIpW_w/s320/IMG_1712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419748042985110722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan wasn't sure what to think about this at first.  After a bit he warmed up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbPsCepT6I/AAAAAAAAAi0/4h9MGO1hmQk/s1600-h/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbPsCepT6I/AAAAAAAAAi0/4h9MGO1hmQk/s320/IMG_1687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419747557073571746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie, Braxtyn and Adam.  I think they are getting a "noodle" ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbPVUHfqcI/AAAAAAAAAis/3C_VVV_Ryco/s1600-h/IMG_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbPVUHfqcI/AAAAAAAAAis/3C_VVV_Ryco/s320/IMG_1719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419747166671317442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth keeping girls warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbO2h3R2lI/AAAAAAAAAik/uGMZWhJTCD8/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbO2h3R2lI/AAAAAAAAAik/uGMZWhJTCD8/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419746637785455186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie doing what?  We don't know.  She is a water nymph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbOgpo48PI/AAAAAAAAAic/Kx_qaXNYrr8/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbOgpo48PI/AAAAAAAAAic/Kx_qaXNYrr8/s320/IMG_1703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419746261915463922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evie was loving the pool.  She lasted until I finally took her out with purple lips.  We all had a great time and warmed up in the sauna room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-136568432370211265?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/136568432370211265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/136568432370211265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/136568432370211265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas The Night Before Christmas....'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SzbRNtq9eeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/kHj5MHdJsok/s72-c/IMG_1717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-8306035548933547387</id><published>2009-12-16T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T07:45:57.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!  Snow!  Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymfQy1eHaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hXHGcgTLzzw/s1600-h/IMG_1589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416035137762500002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymfQy1eHaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hXHGcgTLzzw/s320/IMG_1589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got blasted on Saturday and Sunday. It was great snowman building stuff. I started shoveling the side walk but I was easily distracted as you can see. Meet Doug and Susan Snowman. The next day Doug had fallen down. Maybe he got smacked for goosing Susan's bum. Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymfAlotZwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/U0F5PQU_FAE/s1600-h/IMG_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034859341408002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymfAlotZwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/U0F5PQU_FAE/s320/IMG_1588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the bum patting going on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymewlfQKpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/0Cvfu2Q9-YE/s1600-h/IMG_1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034584423836306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymewlfQKpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/0Cvfu2Q9-YE/s320/IMG_1592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a pool under all that snow. It is frozen solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymeidxPFmI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uB27MWJFIIo/s1600-h/IMG_1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034341833610850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymeidxPFmI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uB27MWJFIIo/s320/IMG_1626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These next few photos are for my sister, D'Ann. She wants to paint a road map for her cute little grandson. You can see D'Ann that the map is a good size. I painted buildings that had some meaning to the boys. You can see the church we attended right there in the front. We also went to the bookmobile once a week so it's there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymePPcIzGI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KDpfkN-7Hpg/s1600-h/IMG_1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034011569507426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymePPcIzGI/AAAAAAAAAh0/KDpfkN-7Hpg/s320/IMG_1628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cute house with all the trimmings. I remember the canvas was given to the boys from mom. She had sewn on some material periodically and drawn some squares and labeled them feedlot and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Symd43CifcI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LTR72wuhMeo/s1600-h/IMG_1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416033627062566338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Symd43CifcI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LTR72wuhMeo/s320/IMG_1629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Drive In.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymdLGW8lqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qH9LjnX5VuY/s1600-h/IMG_1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416032840900712098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymdLGW8lqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qH9LjnX5VuY/s320/IMG_1627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a copy of our old house. If you decide to do this I know I had to buy some special something to paint over the houses I painted. I used ceramic paint. This map is at least 25 years old and it's had a ton of use. It also has a police station, grocery store, school etc. I think I got copies of some of the buildings from a coloring book. Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-8306035548933547387?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/8306035548933547387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-snow-snow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8306035548933547387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8306035548933547387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-snow-snow.html' title='Snow!  Snow!  Snow!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SymfQy1eHaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hXHGcgTLzzw/s72-c/IMG_1589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-9130829741959547494</id><published>2009-12-13T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T08:48:46.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUXPyurZbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ve231xU0EyA/s1600-h/IMG_1526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUXPyurZbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ve231xU0EyA/s320/IMG_1526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414759687065920946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister-in-law Kim with her daughter.  I think I'll do a bit of bragging about Kim for a minute.  I hope you don't mind Kim.  She is a very fun friend and very generous.  She will do anything for anyone.  Kim was the crew boss this summer with the flooded basement and by the way it looks terrific.  I know I should have gotten some photos.  When I was there in July she was keeping it going...bossing us all around.  (not really)  Then I show up 5 months later for Thanksgiving and Kim is 40 pounds lighter.  We all want her secret.  How did you do it Kim?  "Well, I can literally say I worked my ass off this summer."  That she did.  She also committed to quit drinking soda, no white bread and eat more healthy.  Way to go Kim.  You look terrific and I'm so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUUoJaohuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/qRmjDFoMLks/s1600-h/IMG_1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUUoJaohuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/qRmjDFoMLks/s320/IMG_1560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414756806937839330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We can start out with one of those last minute photos I took.  The sun blasting them in the eyes, everyone excited to be outside taking photos.  You gotta love these kind of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUUHI4PPYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Ib0qK3e_4FU/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUUHI4PPYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Ib0qK3e_4FU/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414756239857892738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUTkRtFdFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8eoWrZcetOg/s1600-h/IMG_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUTkRtFdFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8eoWrZcetOg/s320/IMG_1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414755640931611730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a cute photo.  It's my nephew's daughter, Cheyenne and Atticus.  It reminded me of a photo of Sarah and David doing the same thing.  They were about 2 and 3 and David had a girl mask on.  Boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUTPutRpQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/zLfp8K5Fi7k/s1600-h/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUTPutRpQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/zLfp8K5Fi7k/s320/IMG_1537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414755287939785986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Niece Tana doing the brew look.  This is the hat she found.  Clever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUSljTmhZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/wOzk8ynFbMg/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUSljTmhZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/wOzk8ynFbMg/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414754563324806546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Niece Tiffany and her cute little guy Austin.  He's growing up very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUSSNbPbFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/GcSn29q2Sx0/s1600-h/IMG_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUSSNbPbFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/GcSn29q2Sx0/s320/IMG_1524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414754231033752658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is Patrick with a knife.  That is why I was on my best behavior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-9130829741959547494?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/9130829741959547494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/9130829741959547494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/9130829741959547494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-thanksgiving.html' title='More Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyUXPyurZbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ve231xU0EyA/s72-c/IMG_1526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4052580791631531787</id><published>2009-12-11T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:49:21.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving In Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyMAKuMh9aI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oXKtuwL8n9I/s1600-h/IMG_1515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyMAKuMh9aI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oXKtuwL8n9I/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414171361228748194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started out with fine dining in Boise.  David made it in from Seattle at 9:30 and we got to Boise at 10:30 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL_0iEbcKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ktoC2PcN_Ww/s1600-h/IMG_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL_0iEbcKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ktoC2PcN_Ww/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414170980016418978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our escort to and from Vale.  Thank you Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL_gR6Z-gI/AAAAAAAAAf8/zP2S9z3UT8E/s1600-h/IMG_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL_gR6Z-gI/AAAAAAAAAf8/zP2S9z3UT8E/s320/IMG_1517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414170632082029058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad was 80 a week before Thanksgiving and they all celebrated there in Vale but we brought a birthday cake to do a bit more celebrating.  I think we were supposed to save the cake for the next day but it looked so delicious and we were all hungry.  Sorry Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL-zbdEDwI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EG8JHa_cOMg/s1600-h/IMG_1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL-zbdEDwI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EG8JHa_cOMg/s320/IMG_1521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414169861549199106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing gestures.  Todd looks like he needs to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Veletta&lt;/span&gt; explain the meaning of the words to him.  What's up Todd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL-bJ_3qZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/OZpfCVD_k0g/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL-bJ_3qZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/OZpfCVD_k0g/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414169444546488722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt; made a pretty good team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL99nHCnbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BOGPOcjW9UI/s1600-h/Copy+%282%29+of+IMG_1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL99nHCnbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BOGPOcjW9UI/s320/Copy+%282%29+of+IMG_1574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414168936965119410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a dork about taking photos.  Here it is the day we are leaving and I get a bunch of photos.  Not too smart.  Todd, Patrick and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL9nntpTgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4rAtZVf7ETs/s1600-h/Copy+%282%29+of+IMG_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL9nntpTgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4rAtZVf7ETs/s320/Copy+%282%29+of+IMG_1584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414168559169916418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todd's family with David and Seth.  I don't think anyone was too thrilled about taking pictures that morning.  Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL9UWlUidI/AAAAAAAAAfM/j9vcFKkVOYc/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL9UWlUidI/AAAAAAAAAfM/j9vcFKkVOYc/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414168228154083794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't you just see the enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL85-42EDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/P13WQbn5cps/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL85-42EDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/P13WQbn5cps/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414167775116922930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very nice.  We loved meeting your family Todd.  You scored big time with the cute wife and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL8kl5SJJI/AAAAAAAAAe8/FHQzKaPQaMk/s1600-h/IMG_1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL8kl5SJJI/AAAAAAAAAe8/FHQzKaPQaMk/s320/IMG_1528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414167407630623890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went through some things downstairs and found some old hats from mom.  There was enough there for everyone and more.  Lots of hats were given away because many found some they really liked.  Here we see Remy (Rusty's wife) Tana, Kim, Ashley (Devin's wife) Me, Tiffany, Leah (foreign exchange student from Germany, she was adorable) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cheyanne&lt;/span&gt;, Debbie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt;, Louie (who found this hat and never let go of it) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Famie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Veletta&lt;/span&gt; and Connie.  (Sorry for all the misspelled names folks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL8NAB2MsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dWYycLIXM9I/s1600-h/Copy+%282%29+of+IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyL8NAB2MsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dWYycLIXM9I/s320/Copy+%282%29+of+IMG_1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414167002329002690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doug took this photo.  Thanks Doug.  Happy Thanksgiving to all.  We had a great time in Vale and of course I should have gotten more pictures.  We are excited to see those who are coming for Christmas.  Peace out as Joel would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4052580791631531787?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4052580791631531787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-in-oregon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4052580791631531787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4052580791631531787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-in-oregon.html' title='Thanksgiving In Oregon'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SyMAKuMh9aI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oXKtuwL8n9I/s72-c/IMG_1515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-8891695037626416468</id><published>2009-11-15T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:17:28.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBEPls2PDI/AAAAAAAAAek/3CFqtqFr5tk/s1600-h/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBEPls2PDI/AAAAAAAAAek/3CFqtqFr5tk/s320/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404394587453537330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where we were Saturday.  Fun day.  Actually it was because we stayed relatively warm.  Your dad was commenting about what a big baby I was bringing an umbrella, blanket, and wearing snow clothes.  He was glad to help use all that stuff during the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBECwgMZTI/AAAAAAAAAec/s-tsuAKQlWY/s1600-h/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBECwgMZTI/AAAAAAAAAec/s-tsuAKQlWY/s320/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404394367014954290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a kind of "finding Waldo" game but it's a finding Joel.  Doug took his camera and I thought of taking mine but I knew I wouldn't want to take off the gloves to take photos.  I think he got Joel in every picture.  Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBD24P94sI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_PU2Ekp9Zcg/s1600-h/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009f.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBD24P94sI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_PU2Ekp9Zcg/s320/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009f.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404394162935947970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Folks sitting in front of us.  They didn't last the entire game.  They didn't have an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDp55TuXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/bHt-MPxP06A/s1600-h/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDp55TuXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/bHt-MPxP06A/s320/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404393940039481714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember, this game was happening at noon.  Notice the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDjhIxUBI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8BqfMuQ2TIo/s1600-h/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009l.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDjhIxUBI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8BqfMuQ2TIo/s320/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009l.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404393830314233874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not too big of a crowd.  Actually I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was surprised that so many football players had so many family members since I'm guessing that is all who attended.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDaBhbaMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/fLRchqnUSOg/s1600-h/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDaBhbaMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/fLRchqnUSOg/s320/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404393667208898754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDR_kYxII/AAAAAAAAAd0/EOa_MsBTzNM/s1600-h/Sarah_and_Caitlan_at_Zions_10-2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDR_kYxII/AAAAAAAAAd0/EOa_MsBTzNM/s320/Sarah_and_Caitlan_at_Zions_10-2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404393529245484162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now lets follow up with some photos from the "girl weekend."  Perfect weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDH5m6k-I/AAAAAAAAAds/2lzkeHMG8yE/s1600-h/Susan_and_Caitlan_at_Zions_10-2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBDH5m6k-I/AAAAAAAAAds/2lzkeHMG8yE/s320/Susan_and_Caitlan_at_Zions_10-2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404393355846783970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thought this was a funny pictures until you actually get there and realize it's true.  Be Careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-8891695037626416468?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/8891695037626416468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-where-we-were-saturday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8891695037626416468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8891695037626416468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-where-we-were-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SwBEPls2PDI/AAAAAAAAAek/3CFqtqFr5tk/s72-c/WSU_vs_NAU_11-14-2009c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-7988156089107031427</id><published>2009-11-03T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:51:20.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>North Carolina Extra Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDadYokR7I/AAAAAAAAAdk/hQsShXbUieU/s1600-h/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDadYokR7I/AAAAAAAAAdk/hQsShXbUieU/s320/IMG_1336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400056151580886962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told Adam I wanted some photos to use in the photo albums and I thought I ought to just go ahead and post a few of them.  They were nice enough to send them.  We never get to see many photos of Krysta anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDaHxoF-CI/AAAAAAAAAdc/wEQp_AdpOdc/s1600-h/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDaHxoF-CI/AAAAAAAAAdc/wEQp_AdpOdc/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400055780332664866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those baby chairs are nice.  Does this guy ever cry?  He is so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDZ07Ud5dI/AAAAAAAAAdU/d434BusvZgM/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDZ07Ud5dI/AAAAAAAAAdU/d434BusvZgM/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400055456517187026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is the actual message in this photo?  Natalie is wearing a princess dress with a crown, holding a pink mitt.  Princesses love baseball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDZgKP69gI/AAAAAAAAAdM/u6zHBPhhw0k/s1600-h/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDZgKP69gI/AAAAAAAAAdM/u6zHBPhhw0k/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400055099747399170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again adorable smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDZMXLQ5TI/AAAAAAAAAdE/AnS3XD2N6yg/s1600-h/IMG_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDZMXLQ5TI/AAAAAAAAAdE/AnS3XD2N6yg/s320/IMG_1252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400054759620142386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We need another piano recital.  If you have forgotten the last one just scroll down on Adam and Krysta's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-7988156089107031427?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/7988156089107031427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/11/north-carolina-extra-photos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7988156089107031427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7988156089107031427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/11/north-carolina-extra-photos.html' title='North Carolina Extra Photos'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SvDadYokR7I/AAAAAAAAAdk/hQsShXbUieU/s72-c/IMG_1336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5953878644441438674</id><published>2009-10-25T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:55:29.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lexie Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUNYio5AJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/hVPcsAgFKHg/s1600-h/IMG_1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUNYio5AJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/hVPcsAgFKHg/s320/IMG_1503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396734443739742354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had Lexie last weekend for a night and a day.  I slept with her and I told her we should name her "Lexi Wiggle."  She just giggled and said we should name her "Lexi Giggle."  Either one would be fitting.  I went out today to take a photo of the Lexi tree.  Those last few leaves are hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUNJ59nZsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v-zMvdP1VS0/s1600-h/IMG_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUNJ59nZsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v-zMvdP1VS0/s320/IMG_1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396734192302646978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drug Lexie to the football game.  It was pretty boring for her but she was a good sport.  Joel got in for a couple of holds and he played quarterback on the very last play.  They didn't have him take a knee.  He got to run the ball.  He made 7 yards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUM4H3pvUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3IF010szVZo/s1600-h/IMG_1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUM4H3pvUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3IF010szVZo/s320/IMG_1499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733886798085442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUMjoebeqI/AAAAAAAAAck/OpEwA4ZM3ik/s1600-h/IMG_1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUMjoebeqI/AAAAAAAAAck/OpEwA4ZM3ik/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733534773410466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These leaves have pretty much all fallen.  They are such a pretty color.  I may plant one of these out front.  Love them in autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUMVK2ARtI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pwTFg95q9js/s1600-h/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUMVK2ARtI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pwTFg95q9js/s320/IMG_1483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733286301058770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Lexie and Blitz.  Blitz loves it when someone is here that will lay all over him and give him hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUMEqIPFlI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7UC59tBsurY/s1600-h/IMG_1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUMEqIPFlI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7UC59tBsurY/s320/IMG_1476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733002641249874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lexie was pretty proud of her pumping abilities.  I got a big kick out of her Sparky imitation.  She was very serious when she began to show us all the stretches that Sparky goes through in the mornings.  He has quite a wake up procedure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5953878644441438674?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5953878644441438674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/10/lexie-visit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5953878644441438674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5953878644441438674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/10/lexie-visit.html' title='The Lexie Visit!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SuUNYio5AJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/hVPcsAgFKHg/s72-c/IMG_1503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5764971324108082398</id><published>2009-10-14T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:27:56.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Braxtyn The Cheerleader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaGX0IYEKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/yROuLPb7y3Q/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaGX0IYEKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/yROuLPb7y3Q/s320/IMG_1431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392645347511636130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth, Jill and Tami have much to worry about.  Braxtyn was loving the cheerleading action very much.  Tami said she went to practice for 2 hours 4 nights during the week and still wanted to practice more when she got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaGF6727AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/CR6ojfQ6Tjc/s1600-h/IMG_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaGF6727AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/CR6ojfQ6Tjc/s320/IMG_1414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392645040100535298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They performed at East High in Salt Lake City.  The high school cheerleaders had the girls do cheers with them prior to doing a dance during half time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaFoy-IJYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/i-06MsrhD0k/s1600-h/IMG_1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaFoy-IJYI/AAAAAAAAAb8/i-06MsrhD0k/s320/IMG_1409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392644539746362754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cheerleading part was more fun than the dance since you could see them better.  The song for the dance was adorable though.  It was by Beyonce titled "You should have put a ring on it."  If you haven't listened to it you ought to.  It's a very fun song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaFWJpvpeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/826Xufx0Ork/s1600-h/IMG_1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaFWJpvpeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/826Xufx0Ork/s320/IMG_1413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392644219417372130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This troubled look was part of the cheer.   What?  What?  What what what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaFFsH6_rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HNiZTLVqk1g/s1600-h/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaFFsH6_rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HNiZTLVqk1g/s320/IMG_1445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643936612974258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they are the East High Panthers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaEtti4wdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rm6PT-Yk-os/s1600-h/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaEtti4wdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rm6PT-Yk-os/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643524677648850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaEcl1nc8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/-YYmqwEAD-4/s1600-h/IMG_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaEcl1nc8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/-YYmqwEAD-4/s320/IMG_1438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643230550946754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their cute family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaEJ-QPycI/AAAAAAAAAbU/0RJ2l-kcy2k/s1600-h/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaEJ-QPycI/AAAAAAAAAbU/0RJ2l-kcy2k/s320/IMG_1442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392642910687578562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us.  It was a fun evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5764971324108082398?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5764971324108082398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/10/braxtyn-cheerleader.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5764971324108082398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5764971324108082398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/10/braxtyn-cheerleader.html' title='Braxtyn The Cheerleader'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/StaGX0IYEKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/yROuLPb7y3Q/s72-c/IMG_1431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5439979458270445314</id><published>2009-10-02T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:42:06.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaqbnFOobI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GF9CmSPTc0o/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaqbnFOobI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GF9CmSPTc0o/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388181395519480242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some totally random photos from last Christmas.  Adam is escorting the young ladies to the Children's Museum.  Sofie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxtyn&lt;/span&gt;, Adam, Lexi and Natalie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaqOVO95nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/eHqacA04TiY/s1600-h/IMG_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaqOVO95nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/eHqacA04TiY/s320/IMG_0484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388181167390189170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls love Joel.  He' was "working it" and trying to be their favorite uncle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Ssap8ekpUXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OlfumkBt3bU/s1600-h/IMG_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Ssap8ekpUXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/OlfumkBt3bU/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180860659388786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Evelyn at only 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Ssapu-g7GXI/AAAAAAAAAa0/z-G_BmA-4hI/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Ssapu-g7GXI/AAAAAAAAAa0/z-G_BmA-4hI/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180628715542898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't you just see David smiling like this.  He must have gotten something over on someone.  Probably me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsapiXNYXHI/AAAAAAAAAas/EgCbuQOIHMA/s1600-h/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsapiXNYXHI/AAAAAAAAAas/EgCbuQOIHMA/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180412006161522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too cute.  Check out the Natalie and Ryan photos on their blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsapNW2NFhI/AAAAAAAAAak/x3bd9iA0Ae4/s1600-h/IMG_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsapNW2NFhI/AAAAAAAAAak/x3bd9iA0Ae4/s320/IMG_0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180051131700754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam was torturing the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsapACHPEvI/AAAAAAAAAac/tCM-cOyodZg/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsapACHPEvI/AAAAAAAAAac/tCM-cOyodZg/s320/IMG_0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388179822227690226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the torture.  They would all hide their face at just the right time when he threw the pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaovkPLfKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/S-P-g8rPndk/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaovkPLfKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/S-P-g8rPndk/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388179539330038946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lexi and Evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaofdgDG1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XtjYoFiK1xI/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaofdgDG1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XtjYoFiK1xI/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388179262643837778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to put this picture in even though I have it in the scrap book.  Perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaoUJCuHCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/SeSs3urRst8/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaoUJCuHCI/AAAAAAAAAaE/SeSs3urRst8/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388179068173556770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Vegas girls were loving the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaoDWX_64I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VQumgdlRKpU/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaoDWX_64I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VQumgdlRKpU/s320/IMG_0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388178779694689154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty sure Joel won the ugly sweater contest with his friends.  If he didn't he should have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5439979458270445314?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5439979458270445314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-are-some-totally-random-photos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5439979458270445314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5439979458270445314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-are-some-totally-random-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SsaqbnFOobI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GF9CmSPTc0o/s72-c/IMG_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3288460755955561641</id><published>2009-09-24T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:25:40.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Ops of Paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw3H8wWhjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/nnnVnqBgmws/s1600-h/DSCN1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw3H8wWhjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/nnnVnqBgmws/s320/DSCN1079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385239864135812658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I would get us a a "PJ fix."  It's been a year so one year to go.  How's that for a terrific math teacher.  Is that a chubby belly?  Maybe it's the light.  I hope he's sticking to his diabetic diet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw21Ux-NcI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YGn8O8Dl3QA/s1600-h/DSCN1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw21Ux-NcI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YGn8O8Dl3QA/s320/DSCN1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385239544167544258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two elders probably stopped some cute girls and asked them to pose in a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw2iTVJedI/AAAAAAAAAZk/irAj1zoILS8/s1600-h/DSCN1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw2iTVJedI/AAAAAAAAAZk/irAj1zoILS8/s320/DSCN1053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385239217360697810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's probably as close to swimming that Paul got to this summer.  Let's not tell him what a great time we had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw2NVoeWKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/58mMSGs7azc/s1600-h/DSCN1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw2NVoeWKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/58mMSGs7azc/s320/DSCN1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385238857201375394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday July 6.  He said he celebrated with a young lady in the ward.  That's probably her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw16QbhyhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/yZMLXMbVS08/s1600-h/DSCN0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw16QbhyhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/yZMLXMbVS08/s320/DSCN0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385238529387383314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tie almost looks like it's being pulled by a wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw1t1l0R9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Rg5kendJcmE/s1600-h/DSCN0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw1t1l0R9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Rg5kendJcmE/s320/DSCN0934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385238316024350674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gum on the shoe.  Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw1gYHvFuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/18mA8AZJrmQ/s1600-h/DSCN0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw1gYHvFuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/18mA8AZJrmQ/s320/DSCN0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385238084775253730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-3288460755955561641?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3288460755955561641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/09/photo-ops-of-paul.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3288460755955561641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3288460755955561641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/09/photo-ops-of-paul.html' title='Photo Ops of Paul'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Srw3H8wWhjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/nnnVnqBgmws/s72-c/DSCN1079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5280655434165020767</id><published>2009-09-14T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:02:14.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>56?!  NO WAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq70egLXJNI/AAAAAAAAAY8/x6-VWgHbfYs/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq70egLXJNI/AAAAAAAAAY8/x6-VWgHbfYs/s320/IMG_1060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381507409625162962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few photos from our summer.  Doug just turned 56 last Thursday.  Here he  is with David who had just graduated from law school in June. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7zVt94U_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/-ZlMhAaCfTA/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7zVt94U_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/-ZlMhAaCfTA/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381506159196263410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many photos of Grandpa playing with the kids.  Doug was in the pool sometimes for hours if one of the girls wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7ynKBHGTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rVhs00MUFuc/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7ynKBHGTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/rVhs00MUFuc/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381505359272155442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud papa with Seth who also graduated this spring.  We will be seeing Seth soon with the same outfit on only graduating from University of Utah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7yJ6cerqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/22ziHAvVazs/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7yJ6cerqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/22ziHAvVazs/s320/IMG_0921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381504856875773602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making faces with Lauren in Las Vegas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7xuGf8GII/AAAAAAAAAYc/23MrAno30g0/s1600-h/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7xuGf8GII/AAAAAAAAAYc/23MrAno30g0/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381504379075172482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to be the float driver during the 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7whINEm9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/uJ645W8kdrI/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7whINEm9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/uJ645W8kdrI/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381503056682982354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting his age?  I don't think so.  That's a good thing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7wQgWSsII/AAAAAAAAAYM/fmKFbey2R3s/s1600-h/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7wQgWSsII/AAAAAAAAAYM/fmKFbey2R3s/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381502771106328706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Catching a little air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7v6Np4wkI/AAAAAAAAAYE/D1NgFcXMBpU/s1600-h/IMG_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq7v6Np4wkI/AAAAAAAAAYE/D1NgFcXMBpU/s320/IMG_1352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381502388131119682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5280655434165020767?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5280655434165020767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/09/56-no-way.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5280655434165020767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5280655434165020767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/09/56-no-way.html' title='56?!  NO WAY.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sq70egLXJNI/AAAAAAAAAY8/x6-VWgHbfYs/s72-c/IMG_1060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-7555129135253791037</id><published>2009-09-06T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:59:07.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our North Carolina Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqR1CSzXdoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xfnRgjH27dE/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378552537254688386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqR1CSzXdoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xfnRgjH27dE/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our newest member to the family. We loved having our North Carolina family visiting. Ryan was adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqR0dxyhonI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9-JBY58AkbA/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378551909917500018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqR0dxyhonI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9-JBY58AkbA/s320/IMG_1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the shade, Caitlan, Krysta and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRz-j3AnDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/j_v-lt2iFc0/s1600-h/IMG_1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378551373602266162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRz-j3AnDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/j_v-lt2iFc0/s320/IMG_1381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie looks kinda sad in this photo. Probably because they were getting ready to leave. Just kidding. I just happened to pick one that wasn't the best of Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRzsY6foaI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fhKQIIToavo/s1600-h/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378551061426446754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRzsY6foaI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fhKQIIToavo/s320/IMG_1379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this one makes up for the picture before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRzXWO2kiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/z_qHY4JG3bE/s1600-h/IMG_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378550699929276962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRzXWO2kiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/z_qHY4JG3bE/s320/IMG_1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie loves this kind of stuff. When she was just tiny Adam would give her a little toss and she would land on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRyuzgJr1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/vCpMjQPqyrc/s1600-h/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378550003411824466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRyuzgJr1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/vCpMjQPqyrc/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa loves to play "Gladiator" and try to trip the girls. I remember him doing the same with our kids but his tripping was much more serious when he was playing with the boys. Boys do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRyURRPwOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yxOSv8nyie8/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378549547545903330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRyURRPwOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yxOSv8nyie8/s320/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRxsSFIozI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hN7cAhnG5ME/s1600-h/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378548860568773426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRxsSFIozI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hN7cAhnG5ME/s320/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan swinging. He loved it. Cute little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRxbBk4OeI/AAAAAAAAAW0/S8aXUeTPSxA/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378548564080736738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqRxbBk4OeI/AAAAAAAAAW0/S8aXUeTPSxA/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-7555129135253791037?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/7555129135253791037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7555129135253791037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7555129135253791037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Our North Carolina Family'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SqR1CSzXdoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xfnRgjH27dE/s72-c/IMG_1311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2832657381926350809</id><published>2009-08-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:39:46.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming At Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXUQo7P3jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A9JORag1b4g/s1600-h/IMG_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXUQo7P3jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A9JORag1b4g/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374435112665472562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the pool.  This was the first swim.  We had a sprinkler guy there working on the yard with his 7 year old son "helping."  We invited him to swim and 3 hours later it was time to go home.  Jace said "I think I'll ask my dad if he wants me to come and help next time too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXT2VU0KrI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gjpSu8suzac/s1600-h/IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXT2VU0KrI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gjpSu8suzac/s320/IMG_1238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374434660727401138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone loved the pool....Even Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXTna2ImKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/CTZjOnsvvfA/s1600-h/IMG_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXTna2ImKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/CTZjOnsvvfA/s320/IMG_1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374434404511291554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofie was an amazing swimmer.  She would throw toys into the pool and collect them all at the same time with one breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXTULKXCkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HNmO62Y9qeY/s1600-h/IMG_1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXTULKXCkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HNmO62Y9qeY/s320/IMG_1287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374434073883642434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie loved the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXS8cYK5GI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DEtOm5Izews/s1600-h/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXS8cYK5GI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DEtOm5Izews/s320/IMG_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374433666188108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of us wore our swimsuits but not Lauren.  She comes with the birthday suit and loves wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXStm1afrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/sn0f2MWie8A/s1600-h/IMG_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXStm1afrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/sn0f2MWie8A/s320/IMG_1253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374433411297083058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two, Natalie and Lexie, had a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXSVAsCKeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mrwbp5WPC2c/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXSVAsCKeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mrwbp5WPC2c/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374432988740332002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Braxtyn.  I love this picture.  She is a great swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXSFXPNhOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gFpCZfKLzic/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXSFXPNhOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gFpCZfKLzic/s320/IMG_1275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374432719915549922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many contests was jumping off the diving board and landing in this tube.  I wonder how long the tube lasted with big boys jumping into it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2832657381926350809?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2832657381926350809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/swimming-at-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2832657381926350809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2832657381926350809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/swimming-at-home.html' title='Swimming At Home'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SpXUQo7P3jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A9JORag1b4g/s72-c/IMG_1116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1958678771944366598</id><published>2009-08-13T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:55:13.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalie Jumping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSY06TCjsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VtrNI0lRZTM/s1600-h/IMG_1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSY06TCjsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VtrNI0lRZTM/s320/IMG_1226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369584690502209218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa...Get closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSYkOhfOjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/HyvTVhjXigo/s1600-h/IMG_1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSYkOhfOjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/HyvTVhjXigo/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369584403873741362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, that's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSYTEhrtHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cLjm7FuO42M/s1600-h/IMG_1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSYTEhrtHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cLjm7FuO42M/s320/IMG_1228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369584109132428402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSYFooc2TI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tqyRYjuRA6M/s1600-h/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSYFooc2TI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tqyRYjuRA6M/s320/IMG_1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369583878306322738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blast off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSX2GBgeLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1unLnR25btU/s1600-h/IMG_1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSX2GBgeLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1unLnR25btU/s320/IMG_1225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369583611318139058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSXaHLGiWI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-fgw-Lu2omQ/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1958678771944366598?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1958678771944366598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/natalie-jumping.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1958678771944366598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1958678771944366598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/natalie-jumping.html' title='Natalie Jumping'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoSY06TCjsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VtrNI0lRZTM/s72-c/IMG_1226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3098130331081676133</id><published>2009-08-10T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:25:59.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren loves Blitz and sunglasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5vKck6KI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZrTewcZvQa4/s1600-h/IMG_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5vKck6KI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZrTewcZvQa4/s320/IMG_1186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368494975734835362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first item needed to show your pal, Blitz, that you love him is something to entice him.  Thus, the wet cloth ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5RVv5TWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CcCYk0YwiAI/s1600-h/IMG_1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5RVv5TWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CcCYk0YwiAI/s320/IMG_1188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368494463372578146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Run like crazy after the teasing and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5Fp04uNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/DaIzJjQbmh0/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5Fp04uNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/DaIzJjQbmh0/s320/IMG_1187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368494262603790546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;begin the process again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC44tG2YtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lwgSL4Sa_0M/s1600-h/IMG_1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC44tG2YtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lwgSL4Sa_0M/s320/IMG_1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368494040146141906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reward Blitz with a smell/lick of your stinky feet.  He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC4oe_A2II/AAAAAAAAAUc/SY0WFo5YKOc/s1600-h/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC4oe_A2II/AAAAAAAAAUc/SY0WFo5YKOc/s320/IMG_1208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493761477269634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC4Zs3KRhI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BEaYNtjGXaE/s1600-h/IMG_1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC4Zs3KRhI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BEaYNtjGXaE/s320/IMG_1196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493507504391698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;starlet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC4MRK63nI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xqpJbYL67-E/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC4MRK63nI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xqpJbYL67-E/s320/IMG_1193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368493276732776050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upside down, right side up it's all the same to Lauren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-3098130331081676133?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3098130331081676133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/lauren-loves-blitz-and-sunglasses.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3098130331081676133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3098130331081676133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/lauren-loves-blitz-and-sunglasses.html' title='Lauren loves Blitz and sunglasses'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SoC5vKck6KI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZrTewcZvQa4/s72-c/IMG_1186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5969108025554972603</id><published>2009-08-02T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:50:29.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit To Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW9ShNGP4I/AAAAAAAAATY/p1FxQE2BdRE/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW9ShNGP4I/AAAAAAAAATY/p1FxQE2BdRE/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365402656930414466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I probably ought to relabel the title.  It should be called a "work release visit."  I went to dads knowing the basement was still a mess.  I should have just stayed away.  Just kidding.  I like seeing the work in progress and I'm glad I was there.  Tommy, Kim, Pat and Dad have done amazing work.  I'm so pleased at the look.  Dad has a flag flying outside.  He usually has the old green truck parked right there but it's been down to Tommy's place.  It looks nice dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW9DMzAPNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5AfOjjUCDCs/s1600-h/IMG_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW9DMzAPNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5AfOjjUCDCs/s320/IMG_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365402393754221778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was decided to keep one phonograph instead of six.  This was the lucky guy.  The others ended up at the Goodwill.  Will they get bought?  Does anyone else have records?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8zC01VKI/AAAAAAAAATI/58X97oSwExI/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8zC01VKI/AAAAAAAAATI/58X97oSwExI/s320/IMG_1148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365402116199634082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I arrived there was music playing from one of the records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8jo1G0rI/AAAAAAAAATA/J_wwpl7W_OQ/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8jo1G0rI/AAAAAAAAATA/J_wwpl7W_OQ/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365401851523420850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The playroom.  Just a look so when any of you arrive you will be amazed.  The sheet rock had to come off from 4 feet down.  Tommy, with the help of his crew, cut and placed the sheet rock.  Kim, the crew boss, also doubles as the sheet rock taper and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mudder&lt;/span&gt;.  She's done a great job. I always thought the crew boss was supposed to take it easy but Kim is the worker bee.   They also decided to replace one of the bedrooms and the play room ceiling.  Sheet rock is NOT fun to put on ceilings just in case anyone wants to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8UsErEKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/7T4CV_HT_K0/s1600-h/IMG_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8UsErEKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/7T4CV_HT_K0/s320/IMG_1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365401594695979170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Third fill of the dumpster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8Dil2lNI/AAAAAAAAASw/dyz1zUV-8-w/s1600-h/IMG_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW8Dil2lNI/AAAAAAAAASw/dyz1zUV-8-w/s320/IMG_1176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365401300093015250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Patrick has pots of flowers growing all around the yard.  The window pot below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW71Iv1BKI/AAAAAAAAASo/fUURe1lP3qQ/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW71Iv1BKI/AAAAAAAAASo/fUURe1lP3qQ/s320/IMG_1171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365401052637365410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW7fHE62fI/AAAAAAAAASg/gnlVGmNEwIk/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW7fHE62fI/AAAAAAAAASg/gnlVGmNEwIk/s320/IMG_1155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365400674231835122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW7NPP1VBI/AAAAAAAAASY/JVJ6ckGqfeA/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW7NPP1VBI/AAAAAAAAASY/JVJ6ckGqfeA/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365400367187448850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My weekend help on the crew earned me a place on the bench outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW60e64MOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xXZgpGEw7Sk/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW60e64MOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xXZgpGEw7Sk/s320/IMG_1162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365399941897793762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The real crew minus Tommy.  Great Job Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW6cNDEsPI/AAAAAAAAASI/bY615J-h0Ts/s1600-h/IMG_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW6cNDEsPI/AAAAAAAAASI/bY615J-h0Ts/s320/IMG_1153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365399524783468786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I better not forget Patrick's dog, Dakota.  He's a very nice dog and he minds well.  He's a 9 month old puppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5969108025554972603?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5969108025554972603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/visit-to-oregon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5969108025554972603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5969108025554972603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/08/visit-to-oregon.html' title='Visit To Oregon'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SnW9ShNGP4I/AAAAAAAAATY/p1FxQE2BdRE/s72-c/IMG_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-130769290860314239</id><published>2009-07-24T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:21:19.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Hancock Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp5CrtCzeI/AAAAAAAAASA/BIBq0ofiAeo/s1600-h/IMG_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp5CrtCzeI/AAAAAAAAASA/BIBq0ofiAeo/s320/IMG_1129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362231393336348130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't resist this adorable picture of Nikki and her little boy Chase.  Nikki is such a cute mom.  I wish I would have taken more pictures.  Ashley Hancock (do not know the married name) is 3 days overdue with their first baby and she is huge.  She's a tiny little gal anyway and not a bit of extra weight anywhere except a big baby boy waiting until his time.  Her sister Shae flew in from New York a week ago hoping to be here for the birth but she is flying home tomorrow.  Unless Ashley has that baby tonight then Shae will just have to be happy with photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp3UHltcgI/AAAAAAAAARw/AvdnNLP4jEI/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp3UHltcgI/AAAAAAAAARw/AvdnNLP4jEI/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362229493856301570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't know there was such a thing as an "annual Hancock swim Party."  I guess it's going to be and they will try to schedule on the 24th of July.  Lots of great food.  Uncle Terry had his store people make some great sandwiches and everyone else brought salads, desserts, chips, etc.  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp3CyIrrtI/AAAAAAAAARo/_zwbDpJ_8_4/s1600-h/IMG_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp3CyIrrtI/AAAAAAAAARo/_zwbDpJ_8_4/s320/IMG_1124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362229196039630546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waving hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp21YUiOfI/AAAAAAAAARg/7S_OgncArP4/s1600-h/IMG_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp21YUiOfI/AAAAAAAAARg/7S_OgncArP4/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362228965771721202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute picture.  That has got to be one of the few times grandpa has actually looked at a camera.  Caitlan looks darling no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp2jXuvSGI/AAAAAAAAARY/A4BX_vUrlTk/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp2jXuvSGI/AAAAAAAAARY/A4BX_vUrlTk/s320/IMG_1140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362228656375548002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The four brothers.  Uncle Gene came with a black eye and of course we were saying you had better watch out of Aunt LaVone. The story he tells is he was out watering and he got attacked by a head gate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-130769290860314239?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/130769290860314239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/annual-hancock-swimming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/130769290860314239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/130769290860314239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/annual-hancock-swimming.html' title='Annual Hancock Swimming'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Smp5CrtCzeI/AAAAAAAAASA/BIBq0ofiAeo/s72-c/IMG_1129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-334019144750147740</id><published>2009-07-19T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:17:14.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pool Opening Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPfUNxPjqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PD6YB39e-dM/s1600-h/IMAG0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPfUNxPjqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PD6YB39e-dM/s320/IMAG0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360373519887601314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was the official opening ceremony of the Hancock Swimming Pool.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxtyn&lt;/span&gt; was the first grandchild in the pool.  Ryan could be the first grandson.  The first picture here was with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxtyn&lt;/span&gt; balancing.  She was getting good at it so Joel and Seth took it upon themselves to create big waves and see how long she could remain standing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPfMqtkbAI/AAAAAAAAARI/IevgeRFn8E8/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPfMqtkbAI/AAAAAAAAARI/IevgeRFn8E8/s320/IMG_1121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360373390217866242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wave machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPe8_V5ZDI/AAAAAAAAARA/kM2ETTlX-pI/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPe8_V5ZDI/AAAAAAAAARA/kM2ETTlX-pI/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360373120877814834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;trategies&lt;/span&gt; were planned from these two in order to knock Braxtyn off.  Of course we also witnessed diving competitions, jumping into little tube competitions, flipping competitions, things that Joel couldn't do competions.  I'm not sure this little pool can handle all that you "guys" have to do in order to do "guy stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPerx9nL_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZgXJ7mRCtuk/s1600-h/IMAG0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPerx9nL_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZgXJ7mRCtuk/s320/IMAG0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360372825228521458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't see the picnic table but it's right behind these chairs.  I refinished the table that David built years ago.  It looks great David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPeaMdtvaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WJNFwHhl6ds/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPeaMdtvaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WJNFwHhl6ds/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360372523104845218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxtyn&lt;/span&gt; didn't take those goggles off the entire time.  She's quite the swimmer.  She can't wait to swim with all the other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPeHqp70lI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6VVBpbRxdCI/s1600-h/IMG_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPeHqp70lI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6VVBpbRxdCI/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360372204791648850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-334019144750147740?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/334019144750147740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/pool-opening-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/334019144750147740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/334019144750147740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/pool-opening-day.html' title='The Pool Opening Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SmPfUNxPjqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PD6YB39e-dM/s72-c/IMAG0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6972063555310109576</id><published>2009-07-14T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:24:44.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Pool Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1ly9zO3-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/sv8xe5dO2ew/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1ly9zO3-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/sv8xe5dO2ew/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551057898069986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be the final blog set aside for swimming pool.  The fence has been completed for some time.  It's very nice and offers privacy and shade on the west end for the late afternoon.  I have some work to do here on getting some new yard in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1lm4oa9FI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uZ5EaQ4souo/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1lm4oa9FI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uZ5EaQ4souo/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358550850352116818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liner in on Saturday.  Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1lVKQtKFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/18oCAQfzDp4/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1lVKQtKFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/18oCAQfzDp4/s320/IMG_1089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358550545846839378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the flowers on the back fence went the way of ....who knows once the fence came down.  A few survived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1lGrV8LeI/AAAAAAAAAQA/InuAPBSAmXE/s1600-h/IMG_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1lGrV8LeI/AAAAAAAAAQA/InuAPBSAmXE/s320/IMG_1095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358550297029127650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caitlan and I sitting on the bench in the pool Sunday evening.  The water was to our ankles.  The fence in the background comes to the half way part on the deck and that will give some shade in the afternoon.  There is also an umbrella stand placed in the cement right about where my hat is.  Lovely hat by the way.  Thank you Doug.  We have matching hats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1k3I27gUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yj-SG3jg7VM/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1k3I27gUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yj-SG3jg7VM/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358550030074216770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel couldn't wait.  On Sunday he dove into the deep end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1kj-2nxaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/U1EHC_PDMb4/s1600-h/IMG_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1kj-2nxaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/U1EHC_PDMb4/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358549700971054498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's having fun and it wasn't cold at all.  The sun is warming it up as it fills.  It is now full and the filter is running.  Tonight is Tuesday.  They are installing the diving board tomorrow and the slide once it arrives.  Almost finished.  Certainly swim friendly.  Last Pool blog so you all need to come and check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-6972063555310109576?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6972063555310109576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/final-pool-update.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6972063555310109576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6972063555310109576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/final-pool-update.html' title='Final Pool Update'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sl1ly9zO3-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/sv8xe5dO2ew/s72-c/IMG_1091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1973828843119082208</id><published>2009-07-12T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:58:02.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Slqhss72BjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/VNM1rGeyN9M/s1600-h/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Slqhss72BjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/VNM1rGeyN9M/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357772496059106866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was one of the "floats" in the July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; parade in West Weber.  Do not be showing this to my brother Tommy....He'll be wanting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqgJHuZOCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/o_rmf-JT-_A/s1600-h/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqgJHuZOCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/o_rmf-JT-_A/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357770785263532066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!  Sofie showing off her flag.  She was a participant&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the West Weber 150 year celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Slqf4uIz53I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Hjx93iWgRHo/s1600-h/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Slqf4uIz53I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Hjx93iWgRHo/s320/DSC_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357770503517103986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had floats.  As a matter of fact I understand there were 48 entrants.  I'm also sure there were a few others that showed up with decorated bicycles, boys shooting squirt guns from 4-wheelers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqfZAotCGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/baFud4hWn34/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqfZAotCGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/baFud4hWn34/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357769958726895714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Free cotton candy....if you are awake.  Sorry Evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqfFq1xXdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bvd72-jN_-A/s1600-h/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqfFq1xXdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/bvd72-jN_-A/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357769626458611154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute girls to wave.  That's what the parade is about.  I think there were more kids on the floats than actually watching the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqeoDRhjMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1wLAWrTVJQE/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqeoDRhjMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1wLAWrTVJQE/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357769117621390530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Free ice cones.  Whatever they are called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqeRX1gcPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vjmRLaKcnOw/s1600-h/DSC_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlqeRX1gcPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vjmRLaKcnOw/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357768728004030706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lexie showing off her face painting.  We all had a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1973828843119082208?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1973828843119082208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-one-of-floats-in-july-4-th.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1973828843119082208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1973828843119082208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-one-of-floats-in-july-4-th.html' title='4th Of July'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Slqhss72BjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/VNM1rGeyN9M/s72-c/DSC_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4473953310014116088</id><published>2009-07-08T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:01:46.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Paul.....Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTrvr-1ZCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/k5eAxO0Vd8w/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTrvr-1ZCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/k5eAxO0Vd8w/s320/DSCN0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356165061343011874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I sent the birthday blog I thought I should have included some mission pictures.  Here they are now.  I actually had a hard time finding Paul in very many photos.  There were plenty of pics of dead pigs for sale....what's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTrIcLfRRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OBicGQ3lSaI/s1600-h/DSCN0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTrIcLfRRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OBicGQ3lSaI/s320/DSCN0592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356164387086222610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTqvLdmACI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7SZpUz_S_5Y/s1600-h/DSCN0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTqvLdmACI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7SZpUz_S_5Y/s320/DSCN0513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356163953102028834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures come with no caption so if someone has been to Barcelona maybe they can tell us where this is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTpV6jL8tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZYoZ56f4h28/s1600-h/DSCN0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTpV6jL8tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZYoZ56f4h28/s320/DSCN0382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356162419553727186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He said he's loving the people.  I think most of those they teach are not Spaniards.  These people look South American. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTpAm-OvjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ykVTB4x8NVs/s1600-h/DSCN0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTpAm-OvjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ykVTB4x8NVs/s320/DSCN0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356162053521194546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So close but not to hop in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTol3fV5uI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dq05vuaCkXQ/s1600-h/DSCN0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTol3fV5uI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dq05vuaCkXQ/s320/DSCN0434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356161594098575074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He probably had more luck sharing the message of the Savior with this fellow than he did with many others.  In one of his e-mails he said, "You ask me about my investigators and I have to say....we usually don't have any.  I'll tell you if we do."  I guess that's a nice way to tell us to quit asking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4473953310014116088?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4473953310014116088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-about-paulagain.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4473953310014116088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4473953310014116088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-about-paulagain.html' title='All About Paul.....Again.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlTrvr-1ZCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/k5eAxO0Vd8w/s72-c/DSCN0383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-7998521370945779307</id><published>2009-07-05T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:41:17.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Paul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFvUKCOh4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/8bYIkhCtSGU/s1600-h/Prom+King+Paul4+03-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFvUKCOh4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/8bYIkhCtSGU/s320/Prom+King+Paul4+03-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355183824001992578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though Paul is in Spain I had to post some pics and wish him a Happy Birthday.  Tomorrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PJ&lt;/span&gt; will be 20 years old.  I remember sitting in the shade under a tree on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July while you other kids played in the old North Ogden swimming pool.  Now here it is such a short time later.  This picture was taken with the crown from Junior Prom King.  We were giving  Paul a hard time about "being a King."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFuln5YfZI/AAAAAAAAANw/AK2gBH18LdU/s1600-h/PICT001102-04-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFuln5YfZI/AAAAAAAAANw/AK2gBH18LdU/s320/PICT001102-04-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355183024564108690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute picture of Paul.  There doesn't seem to be too many with him actually smiling so I had to include Seth.  We can think of it has Seth's half birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFuc9emfPI/AAAAAAAAANo/m5yF9c2eWm4/s1600-h/PICT000102-04-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFuc9emfPI/AAAAAAAAANo/m5yF9c2eWm4/s320/PICT000102-04-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355182875738537202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul and Blitz.  Blitz was probably 3 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFuNyQSxXI/AAAAAAAAANg/tttbWHyG5mo/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFuNyQSxXI/AAAAAAAAANg/tttbWHyG5mo/s320/PICT0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355182615027697010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Blitz on Christmas 2005.  Paul wasn't allowed to have him until a week later but the owners let him drive over and get him everyday and bring him home for a few hours.  When we did get Blitz on New Years Day he never whined or cried.  He was pretty settled in with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFt_KcS_mI/AAAAAAAAANY/PTam92qg2E8/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFt_KcS_mI/AAAAAAAAANY/PTam92qg2E8/s320/PICT0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355182363822456418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Christmas Puppy.  I guess it's a good thing Joel left and went on a mission or I probably would not have thought of getting Paul a dog.  Paul needed a new friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-7998521370945779307?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/7998521370945779307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-paul.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7998521370945779307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/7998521370945779307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-paul.html' title='Happy Birthday Paul.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SlFvUKCOh4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/8bYIkhCtSGU/s72-c/Prom+King+Paul4+03-2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1099245355082714871</id><published>2009-06-28T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:14:55.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully Last Pool Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkghTILVAmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/puMi1uheFN4/s1600-h/IMG_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkghTILVAmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/puMi1uheFN4/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564769626063458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm starting this blog out with some color because when we get to the pool it's pretty gray...literally.  The flowers on the front porch are looking pretty good since the weather has been cool.  Now that's it's warming up I don't think I'll be able to forget to water them like I have a couple of times last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkghC1PGXII/AAAAAAAAANI/amL_F0IisrI/s1600-h/IMG_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkghC1PGXII/AAAAAAAAANI/amL_F0IisrI/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564489663700098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pikes Market in Seattle.  Colorful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkggzB0J82I/AAAAAAAAANA/jtzTaOFaEnE/s1600-h/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkggzB0J82I/AAAAAAAAANA/jtzTaOFaEnE/s320/IMG_1088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352564218162443106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been working on a path that moves around the house.  I laid rock and relaid rock to come up with a plan.  I think I can live with this idea.  You can see one of the big rocks that I am thinking we can use for steps getting onto the pool deck.  Joel almost has me talked into having trek steps built instead.  I don't know.  Any advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Skggar6pizI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TVWZfC1IaEo/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Skggar6pizI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TVWZfC1IaEo/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352563799967238962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shed is now gray with white trim....pretty boring.  The two small rocks on the right we tried to make into steps into a smaller area on Saturday.  They ended up looking very lame so needless to say they are back sitting on the basketball court. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkggCw3tN-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/5uvEI4eN1tg/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkggCw3tN-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/5uvEI4eN1tg/s320/IMG_1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352563388980213730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fence guys showed up on Thursday and planted the poles.  Lamar watered on Saturday and it came into the yard.  This is the only part it came into.  You can see the rest of the deck is finished on the pour.  It's gray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkgfuTngFXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qHaZVDHPnlA/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkgfuTngFXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qHaZVDHPnlA/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352563037530232178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fence and finished decking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Skgfas33tbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rXZ0kcFruNI/s1600-h/IMG_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Skgfas33tbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rXZ0kcFruNI/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352562700712392114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pool krete.  It needs to be put around the sides except on the cement walls.  It will also be on the bottom.  It has to be smoothed out.  Maybe they will finish that part tomorrow.  All is well here.  It's getting hot enough that we are wanting to use the pool so maybe by the end of next week.  I think I've already said that a couple of times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1099245355082714871?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1099245355082714871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/hopefully-last-pool-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1099245355082714871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1099245355082714871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/hopefully-last-pool-post.html' title='Hopefully Last Pool Post'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkghTILVAmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/puMi1uheFN4/s72-c/IMG_1018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2314424184681294971</id><published>2009-06-22T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:33:21.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doug Hiking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAvFvlWStI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_RTCWa_no8g/s1600-h/Wooden_pipe_Shoreline_Trail_06-20-2009_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAvFvlWStI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_RTCWa_no8g/s320/Wooden_pipe_Shoreline_Trail_06-20-2009_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350328133035117266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doug went hiking without me on Saturday.  The batteries in his camera were working this time and I'm glad.  Here is a picture of a wooden pipe.  It's wrapped in heavy wire.  I guess when they first got these trails going it would have been difficult to get cement pipes up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAu792AbCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CiF07D-Itt4/s1600-h/Wooden_pipe_Shortline_Trail_06-20-2009_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAu792AbCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CiF07D-Itt4/s320/Wooden_pipe_Shortline_Trail_06-20-2009_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327965064391714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look close you can see the grain of the wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAu1d45shI/AAAAAAAAAME/NIRPIH2YiI0/s1600-h/Shoreline_Trail_06-2009-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAu1d45shI/AAAAAAAAAME/NIRPIH2YiI0/s320/Shoreline_Trail_06-2009-4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327853407384082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture from the hike.  Thanks Doug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAuoftecnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AfNJL6DYJtU/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAuoftecnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AfNJL6DYJtU/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327630558032498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who came to our house on Father's Day?  Braxtyn!  Oh, Seth, Joel and Caitlan too.  Braxtyn is working on a scrap book.  She did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAuaBCh3zI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1514rIFocGs/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAuaBCh3zI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1514rIFocGs/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327381806669618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pool progress.  These are the steps prior to them building the shelf that they forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAuJjnPX1I/AAAAAAAAALs/XMrmt692kvw/s1600-h/IMG_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAuJjnPX1I/AAAAAAAAALs/XMrmt692kvw/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327099029675858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel and Caitlan wanted to be the first ones to swim.  ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAt858RFFI/AAAAAAAAALk/WcYCFVgXI7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAt858RFFI/AAAAAAAAALk/WcYCFVgXI7Y/s320/IMG_1077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350326881685148754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deep end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAtt1ldwKI/AAAAAAAAALc/K45HfuteBjU/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAtt1ldwKI/AAAAAAAAALc/K45HfuteBjU/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350326622817730722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see the colored cement around the edges and the forms for the other cement.  They poured the other cement today.  I haven't taken any pictures.  Maybe you will just have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2314424184681294971?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2314424184681294971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/doug-went-hiking-without-me-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2314424184681294971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2314424184681294971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/doug-went-hiking-without-me-on-saturday.html' title='Doug Hiking'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SkAvFvlWStI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_RTCWa_no8g/s72-c/Wooden_pipe_Shoreline_Trail_06-20-2009_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4965380183188936895</id><published>2009-06-16T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:11:41.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation For David</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfYdXcMfPI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vdg2nkkQiSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfYdXcMfPI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vdg2nkkQiSQ/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347981081545833714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We need to begin with the most important pictures of the day.  On Sunday, June 14, David earned his JD Degree.  I guess that stands for Juris Doctorate.  He was editor-in-chief of law review, which is the most prestigious position in law school.  He's not actually a lawyer until he passes the Bar Exam which he is taking at the end of July - so if you want to sue someone you wil need to wait a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfX-3YYlHI/AAAAAAAAALM/pUZmKXmh6iM/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfX-3YYlHI/AAAAAAAAALM/pUZmKXmh6iM/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980557543838834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud Mama.  Way to go David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXscCN_fI/AAAAAAAAALE/Le9fDDKElRs/s1600-h/IMG_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXscCN_fI/AAAAAAAAALE/Le9fDDKElRs/s320/IMG_1059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980240965467634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud Papa.  Such two remarkably handsome men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXek6qsCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/r8tpiu77r4U/s1600-h/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXek6qsCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/r8tpiu77r4U/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347980002831544354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Receiving the degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXQILp6aI/AAAAAAAAAK0/eBcqmhGyBmE/s1600-h/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXQILp6aI/AAAAAAAAAK0/eBcqmhGyBmE/s320/IMG_1051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979754599999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is in a crowd of 162 graduates.  Of course I narrowed it down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXCn3GG6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/VhpFrINgDDY/s1600-h/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfXCn3GG6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/VhpFrINgDDY/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979522585533346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we wandered and rested.  We are in the commons area of University of Washington.  Some of the trees you will see in the next picture are cherry blossom trees.  They come on for about 2 weeks and David said it is gorgeous.  It's a very beautiful campus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfWwpW4q4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/oieSNYz5Jmg/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfWwpW4q4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/oieSNYz5Jmg/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979213749660546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many Old Buildings.  The campus started in downtown Seattle but in 1909 it was moved up to this location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfWd8zDyeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/_Pseve5VTwY/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfWd8zDyeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/_Pseve5VTwY/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978892550588898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David sitting at the law school.  It is a new building.  I think he said it was used one year prior to their class attending.  It's modern.  The library and reading room inside are amazing as are the court rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfWMPWLODI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GohLGWsOpHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfWMPWLODI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GohLGWsOpHQ/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978588292069426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Messing around at a restaurant.  This is a picture of our reflection in the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfV-5VXVGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3ovzsjUHliE/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfV-5VXVGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3ovzsjUHliE/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978359044789346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David at his kitchen.  He has a very nice apartment.  He had it spotless, seriously.  He has 3 big windows that look out into the street right across from the fridge.  The windows are part of the dinning area and living room.  I guess you could say there is a living room even though there is no couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfVthT3RYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BA5rYhABNOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfVthT3RYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BA5rYhABNOQ/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978060538267010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the famous Pikes Place Market.  It was a bit of an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfVev_rfAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sdFqKAoloPs/s1600-h/IMG_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfVev_rfAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sdFqKAoloPs/s320/IMG_1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347977806782102530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Messing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfVQUsM5XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Zn_Z33gVl0s/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfVQUsM5XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Zn_Z33gVl0s/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347977558934480242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flowers everywhere.  I thought I had also loaded a picture of all the colorful vegetables for sale.  It was beautiful.  Very fun day.  We had amazing weather.  Thanks David for showing us such a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4965380183188936895?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4965380183188936895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-for-david.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4965380183188936895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4965380183188936895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-for-david.html' title='Graduation For David'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjfYdXcMfPI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vdg2nkkQiSQ/s72-c/IMG_1063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4628134245877331771</id><published>2009-06-11T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:27:42.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POOL UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFK1QSqmLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wbhzyX6zV-0/s1600-h/IMG_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFK1QSqmLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wbhzyX6zV-0/s320/IMG_1008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346136511432267954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the big digger going at it.  They dig out the deep end knowing they will hit some water, which they did.  They put a pump into the water today and pumped it out into the field so they could get to the pool and form the sides up with shovels.  After the digger then the real digging starts with shovels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFKjfAwQqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EvwOySfDGiE/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFKjfAwQqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EvwOySfDGiE/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346136206146028194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dirt around the pool is road base.  It will pack well and hold the cement better than the dirt they pulled out of the bottom of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFJ4mj1V7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/61mxipK-m2g/s1600-h/IMG_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFJ4mj1V7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/61mxipK-m2g/s320/IMG_1004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346135469437835186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I need about 2 feet of the road base around the pool where the deck will go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFJjpURHJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WpIo6OoZZ5A/s1600-h/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFJjpURHJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WpIo6OoZZ5A/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346135109400599698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see the braces in the pool holding the walls up and even as everyone is working around it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFJOw92AAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dAdP20f7lT4/s1600-h/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFJOw92AAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dAdP20f7lT4/s320/IMG_1000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346134750676779010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The machines that have been busy working.  This post is pictures from Wednesday.  Today, Thursday, they are placing the rock around the road base.  It looks nice.  If it will stop raining enough for them to get into the deep end without falling they will work on the deep end forming it up with shovels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4628134245877331771?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4628134245877331771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/pool-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4628134245877331771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4628134245877331771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/pool-update.html' title='POOL UPDATE'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SjFK1QSqmLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wbhzyX6zV-0/s72-c/IMG_1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5513392230467396554</id><published>2009-06-06T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:01:10.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqcxCAeDuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E4uElPtAtXA/s1600-h/IMG_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqcxCAeDuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E4uElPtAtXA/s320/IMG_0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344256273994878690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Memorial Day weekend Sarah and Steve came up to visit.  Steve wants to try and spend more time with his folks and it's to our benefit.  Sarah had some sewing and Lexi and I needed a project. Lexi Lou came with me to Jerry's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nursery&lt;/span&gt; and she picked out the "Lexi Tree." Jerry said it will do great in our soil.  She was quite the helper.  It's a Maple Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Siqca_2TWJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/3MAcYz0DXCE/s1600-h/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Siqca_2TWJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/3MAcYz0DXCE/s320/IMG_0992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344255895458240658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a friend of mine from work pour this curbing.  He and his buddy poured all the curbing we have in the yard from 20 years ago to now.  I moved some dirt into this part.  Dirt came from Adam's "jump" and I transplanted some strawberries.  They are great to eat of course and they are such a pretty ground cover.  The strawberries in the front are on now and we eat away.  With Blitz spending time with Joel we know the berries haven't been peed on so usually I just grab and eat.  I hope some neighboring dog has not be using the berries to mark his territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqcDbaHNWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8jf1rwLFfGg/s1600-h/IMG_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqcDbaHNWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8jf1rwLFfGg/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344255490539337058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shoveled out some dirt to extend this rock path.  A friend of mine had some rock I wanted to purchase and she said we could trade for math tutoring.  Simple.  She's already been over once and then assigned homework.  One of the rocks is about 5 feet long and 6 inches wide, sandstone.  I want it scored and broken into smaller pieces. It will happen.  This will be a fun path coming around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqbrMgbd3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/8j_6youmPLg/s1600-h/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqbrMgbd3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/8j_6youmPLg/s320/IMG_0983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344255074222438258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pool update.  Here are the walls poured into their forms.  It was done last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Siqaw0oAEXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/p8n00JhNNuw/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Siqaw0oAEXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/p8n00JhNNuw/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344254071379333490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Tuesday the forms came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqaWevrfaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GnInHZuMgUk/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqaWevrfaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GnInHZuMgUk/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344253618829360546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls with skimmers and the re-bar for the decking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5513392230467396554?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5513392230467396554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/yard-mess.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5513392230467396554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5513392230467396554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/yard-mess.html' title='Yard Mess'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiqcxCAeDuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/E4uElPtAtXA/s72-c/IMG_0984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-748091912914199343</id><published>2009-06-01T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:42:59.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of an 80th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBvPyb-JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6LI5dtof114/s1600-h/Val+Joan+TeraLee%27s+baby2+06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBvPyb-JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6LI5dtof114/s320/Val+Joan+TeraLee%27s+baby2+06-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342537706660165778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was checking out some photos and came across some from summer 2006.  We went up to the church to Uncle Gene's birthday.  It was his 80th.  This is a picture of Uncle Val, Joanne and one of Tera Lee's baby twin boys.  Imagine them 3 years older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBiW1MdcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WabSEYnwtgg/s1600-h/Phil+Terry+Doug+TeraLee+06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBiW1MdcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WabSEYnwtgg/s320/Phil+Terry+Doug+TeraLee+06-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342537485212480962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Phil (Uncle Max's oldest surviving), Uncle Terry, Doug and Tera Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBXGob_uI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ww6aNjxWRsQ/s1600-h/Mark+Blair+Doug2+06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBXGob_uI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ww6aNjxWRsQ/s320/Mark+Blair+Doug2+06-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342537291885444834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Mark (Uncle Max), Cousin Blair (Uncle Val) and Doug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBN-nNbLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oXVHk8-sJ1o/s1600-h/Gene+and+Roy+Herrick+06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBN-nNbLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oXVHk8-sJ1o/s320/Gene+and+Roy+Herrick+06-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342537135113989298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a birthday for Roy Herrick too.  I guess they are just days apart.  One family had the party in the new gym and one had the party in the old gym.  We love Roy.  He's our Stake Patriarch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBDqaBdlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jP53vHIQzh8/s1600-h/Gene+and+LaVon+06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBDqaBdlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jP53vHIQzh8/s320/Gene+and+LaVon+06-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342536957891278418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Gene and Aunt LaVon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSA3FeFnJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9gpjW07uXJo/s1600-h/Doug+and+Helen+Hancock+06-2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSA3FeFnJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9gpjW07uXJo/s320/Doug+and+Helen+Hancock+06-2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342536741817785490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doug and Aunt Helen.  This is a very sweet picture of Helen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-748091912914199343?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/748091912914199343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-checking-out-some-photos-and-came.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/748091912914199343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/748091912914199343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-checking-out-some-photos-and-came.html' title='Picture of an 80th Birthday'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiSBvPyb-JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6LI5dtof114/s72-c/Val+Joan+TeraLee%27s+baby2+06-2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6694795128241875592</id><published>2009-05-30T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:01:08.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Firetruck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHU-p_oCpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Z6WRxtjZkl0/s1600-h/PICT0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHU-p_oCpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Z6WRxtjZkl0/s320/PICT0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341784805927815826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of summers ago we headed over to grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braniff's&lt;/span&gt;.  He has here a 1921 Packard Firetruck.  It's actually in good shape.  Much better shape than the 1942 truck he and Tommy had finished.  They even had it running last summer for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July parade but it locked up.  Since then they have figured out what the problem is.  Dad may have it going for this July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHU1X_S3cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/l2pqfuuz9W0/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHU1X_S3cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/l2pqfuuz9W0/s320/PICT0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341784646475767234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHUplS8PMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KEmNS4vxH_0/s1600-h/PICT0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHUplS8PMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KEmNS4vxH_0/s320/PICT0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341784443889401026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That same summer dad had the boys take out an old freezer from the basement.  It was ancient.  It was a tough job but they got it up those narrow stairs and onto that truck.  After they got it out they were all complaining about how heavy it was.  Seth asked,  "Grandpa, how did you get that into the basement in the first place?"  "Well, if I remember right your grandma and I toted it down there."  Whatever.  This may have been one of the jobs that Seth got paid for too.  I think dad sent him a thank you note and a $.01 check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHUgtwMLWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mRcI5T45G5U/s1600-h/PICT0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHUgtwMLWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mRcI5T45G5U/s320/PICT0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341784291540741474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todd is in the background doing bunny ears.  I AM SHOCKED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-6694795128241875592?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6694795128241875592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-firetruck.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6694795128241875592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6694795128241875592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-firetruck.html' title='Old Firetruck'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SiHU-p_oCpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Z6WRxtjZkl0/s72-c/PICT0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-189693094802789887</id><published>2009-05-25T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:14:17.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Joel and Caitlain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/ShqCPjwYnYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R5_xPsC5mMA/s1600-h/02-14-2005+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/ShqCPjwYnYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R5_xPsC5mMA/s320/02-14-2005+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339723512008973698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at this cute photo.  I think this was the senior year Valentine dance.  Congratulations to a full year of bliss.  They are so great together.  We love you Joel and Caitlain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-189693094802789887?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/189693094802789887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-aniversary-joel-and-caitlain.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/189693094802789887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/189693094802789887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-aniversary-joel-and-caitlain.html' title='Happy Anniversary Joel and Caitlain'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/ShqCPjwYnYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R5_xPsC5mMA/s72-c/02-14-2005+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-5008051781861125870</id><published>2009-05-24T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:15:08.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Braniff Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-h-qsXxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DRKZpSutOWA/s1600-h/Tom-Pud-Bobby_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-h-qsXxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DRKZpSutOWA/s320/Tom-Pud-Bobby_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339437955447283474" border="0" /&gt;I thought I would post some old photos.  I hope I can explain them clear enough.  This is my dad with his favorite cousin Pud.  Pud was 4 days older than dad and always 3 times bigger.  Dad said he always felt a little insecure about that until Pud's dad looked dad over one day and said, "he's big enough" and that became his nickname.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-UZQgV4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/fKKCfLDiT9M/s1600-h/Swansons_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-UZQgV4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/fKKCfLDiT9M/s320/Swansons_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339437722067031938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is always shocking to me that cameras were even around on some of these photos.  Actually that someone had a camera is probably more shocking.  This is a photo of my Grandma Braniff's grandparents, The Swansons.  That would make them my great great grandparents on my Grandma Braniff's mothers side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-KOzlsiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/488JrqAMlNQ/s1600-h/ssclass_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-KOzlsiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/488JrqAMlNQ/s320/ssclass_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339437547462701602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandma Braniff, Mattie Susan Craig Braniff.  She taught Sunday School at the Vale Christian Church forever.  I mean forever.  There didn't seem to be a release on that calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl97LDHvaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DvjNODtafiM/s1600-h/korea4_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl97LDHvaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DvjNODtafiM/s320/korea4_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339437288756067746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad is in the front, if you can't tell.  He's in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9wCMuSUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gMCVUEAsyUQ/s1600-h/Grandpa+Craig_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9wCMuSUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gMCVUEAsyUQ/s320/Grandpa+Craig_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339437097401862466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandma Braniff's father, Grandpa Craig.  His wife died when Grandma was 2.  He was left with 3 girls.  His sister's helped raise the girls.  He ran a road construction crew with mule teams.  That is how my Grandpa Braniff met Mattie.  Grandpa was working for Thomas Craig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9f26uKOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vU-lCYu-rvg/s1600-h/Grandma+Braniff+%26+Girls_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9f26uKOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vU-lCYu-rvg/s320/Grandma+Braniff+%26+Girls_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339436819495659746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Braniff taking D'Ann and I to church one Sunday.  We went with her many times.  I learned some great Sunday School songs.  The Mormons should use "Fisher of Men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9Qy3NRmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NbvED9mpipw/s1600-h/Craig-Grandpa%26Grandma_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9Qy3NRmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NbvED9mpipw/s320/Craig-Grandpa%26Grandma_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339436560709142114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a photo of Thomas Craig's parents.  Pretty rough life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9HxKwVmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XaGYfEQ0XyM/s1600-h/dat_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl9HxKwVmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XaGYfEQ0XyM/s320/dat_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339436405635438178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A photo of my Grandpa Braniff.  Very handsome dapper fella.  I hope you enjoyed the photos.  I was looking for the ones with Dad and his adopted horse.  I'll find them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-5008051781861125870?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/5008051781861125870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-braniff-photos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5008051781861125870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/5008051781861125870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-braniff-photos.html' title='Old Braniff Photos'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Shl-h-qsXxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DRKZpSutOWA/s72-c/Tom-Pud-Bobby_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-3980086662276909441</id><published>2009-05-16T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:23:00.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Pool Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8tGm-pAtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LcBJtxJR9zs/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8tGm-pAtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LcBJtxJR9zs/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336533675023074002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, you have requested so therefore I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;succumb&lt;/span&gt;.  Here are some photos of the pool progress.  It's going slow.  This dig was a couple of weeks ago.  It's 2.5 feet into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8szqYAJYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kykRjleDvBA/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8szqYAJYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kykRjleDvBA/s320/IMG_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336533349517239682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now they put up walls that will be 4 feet.  They are cement walls.  Most pools are steel framed but this one is cement.  I went to 6 pools he had put in over the last 10 years.  They were very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8sYojqRDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JlBtz753isk/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8sYojqRDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JlBtz753isk/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532885172798514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tool this photo to show you the walls will be about 1.5 feet above the basketball court.  That will be what I was hoping for.  After the walls are poured and sit then they come and dig out the deep end.  I'll get photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8sF-deKzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-jMftlziQFg/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8sF-deKzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-jMftlziQFg/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532564634905394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If all goes as "Paul the Pool guy" has said it should be 2-3 weeks once they get moving.  They are on hold right now because the skimmers arrived and one was broke.  He said he could have went to Salt Lake and bought some there but he thinks the skimmers he orders and gets from Tennesse are better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-3980086662276909441?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/3980086662276909441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/swimming-pool-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3980086662276909441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/3980086662276909441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/swimming-pool-update.html' title='Swimming Pool Update'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sg8tGm-pAtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LcBJtxJR9zs/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-8637020286368074195</id><published>2009-05-14T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:07:39.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgzNowadfFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bhmDNpHC220/s1600-h/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgzNowadfFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bhmDNpHC220/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335865758601542738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgzNZtmhwgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WgyvDThqO98/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgzNZtmhwgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WgyvDThqO98/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335865500148810242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our mode of transportation on all long drives.  Your dad is loving his car.  He keeps track of every time he gets gas, how many miles he's driven and therefore the miles per gallon.  He certainly has bragging rights.  He gets 37-39 mpg.  That's pretty nice.  The fun story of this past weekend was watching it turn over on 10,000 miles.  We watched like kids.  He commented, "I've seen plenty of cars turn over 100,000 miles but never one turn over 10,000."  Now he has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-8637020286368074195?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/8637020286368074195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-is-our-mode-of-transportation-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8637020286368074195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8637020286368074195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-is-our-mode-of-transportation-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgzNowadfFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bhmDNpHC220/s72-c/IMG_0950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2775498644545866101</id><published>2009-05-12T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:13:10.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo50NuOshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EXMJ6H25GpA/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo50NuOshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EXMJ6H25GpA/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335140277773316626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've checked out Sarah's blog then you will see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; photos.  We had a great time in Vegas.  What an adorable family.  Thanks for treating us so special.  We loved being there.  I couldn't believe it...it was 96 degrees on Saturday.  WOW!  That's crazy.  Lexi loved wearing my old hat.  I found one just right for her later that day and she had it on when we went to the park.  It's perfect for you Lexi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo5jhENryI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EncE3tVphrg/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo5jhENryI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EncE3tVphrg/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335139990908022562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo5NBsYs_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8KJ0vO0dTqs/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo5NBsYs_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8KJ0vO0dTqs/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335139604529460210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost the same photo.  I liked this one showing the flag.  This wall is original from the "Old Mormon Fort."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2775498644545866101?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2775498644545866101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-youve-checked-out-sarahs-blog-then.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2775498644545866101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2775498644545866101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-youve-checked-out-sarahs-blog-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sgo50NuOshI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EXMJ6H25GpA/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-4652107271811225366</id><published>2009-05-10T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:34:46.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyoOWr7PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3Ks_-0B0yWA/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyoOWr7PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3Ks_-0B0yWA/s320/IMG_0899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334217581528870130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the "blinged blog."  Thanks to Sarah I now have adorable blog.  She was trying to get me even more "blinged" but I'm pretty happy with what's going on.  Actually it was pretty easy.  I just sat in a chair near Sarah and she clicked away.  I answered questions; yes, no, sure I like that.  It was very easy on my part. These are pictures from the front yard.  I was thinking of you Adam when I took these photos.  In the back ground you can see white fuzzy seagulls.  Rex was turning up the ground and the birds where chirping and flying all over as I was mowing the lawn.  I tried to focus in on the birds and fuzzy up the flowers but I couldn't make it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyTJgmAEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/O4Q1IaoYwrY/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyTJgmAEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/O4Q1IaoYwrY/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334217219450994754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyBEXnJ2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/CCiyXpp7y-4/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyBEXnJ2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/CCiyXpp7y-4/s320/IMG_0898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334216908833498978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbximNvc3I/AAAAAAAAADs/tT57ae4jmDI/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbximNvc3I/AAAAAAAAADs/tT57ae4jmDI/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334216385342960498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-4652107271811225366?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/4652107271811225366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-out-blinged-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4652107271811225366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/4652107271811225366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-out-blinged-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SgbyoOWr7PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3Ks_-0B0yWA/s72-c/IMG_0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6822134150274665604</id><published>2009-05-02T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:56:31.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seth Graduating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4_ZDErbI/AAAAAAAAADI/iomwlvGQNy4/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4_ZDErbI/AAAAAAAAADI/iomwlvGQNy4/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331409826839047602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some photos we have all been waiting for.  Congratulations Seth.  He is officially a Weber State Graduate, which makes his father so proud. (Weber State, Weber State, GREAT, GREAT, GREAT)  The cord around his neck is for Honor graduates.  Way to go SETH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4wLU1xRI/AAAAAAAAADA/2D4wkYN953I/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4wLU1xRI/AAAAAAAAADA/2D4wkYN953I/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331409565457433874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4hYvE2AI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O76enp7Ehes/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4hYvE2AI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O76enp7Ehes/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331409311359096834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz3zH8KweI/AAAAAAAAACo/Cu8oOv_uE1E/s1600-h/IMG_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz3zH8KweI/AAAAAAAAACo/Cu8oOv_uE1E/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331408516576625122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-6822134150274665604?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6822134150274665604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/seth-graduating.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6822134150274665604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6822134150274665604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/05/seth-graduating.html' title='Seth Graduating'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfz4_ZDErbI/AAAAAAAAADI/iomwlvGQNy4/s72-c/IMG_0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-8477616145776899222</id><published>2009-04-28T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:34:45.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfef27p04AI/AAAAAAAAACg/RssCnHnt-O4/s1600-h/braxtyn+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfef27p04AI/AAAAAAAAACg/RssCnHnt-O4/s320/braxtyn+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329904450091147266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay Adam Reed, here are some exciting photos of a back yard with trees and a back yard without trees.  It's pretty amazing stuff.  We may end up missing the trees........or not.  I know I won't miss raking up the leaves and having "cotton snow" all over the yard in the spring.  If there were a way to get some machine in near that other big tree in the back I would like to see it down too.  We shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfefhpdgCDI/AAAAAAAAACY/9LTdNBWRjD0/s1600-h/braxtyn+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfefhpdgCDI/AAAAAAAAACY/9LTdNBWRjD0/s320/braxtyn+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329904084430358578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfefFLQYzSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0NwTgPb6p5w/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfefFLQYzSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0NwTgPb6p5w/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329903595285957922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-8477616145776899222?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/8477616145776899222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-adam-reed-here-are-some-exciting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8477616145776899222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/8477616145776899222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-adam-reed-here-are-some-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Sfef27p04AI/AAAAAAAAACg/RssCnHnt-O4/s72-c/braxtyn+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-1786529858407536152</id><published>2009-04-26T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:45:26.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUOKSFVNWI/AAAAAAAAACI/yfMZBmQXL1c/s1600-h/braxtyn+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUOKSFVNWI/AAAAAAAAACI/yfMZBmQXL1c/s320/braxtyn+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181303878530402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUNgnumADI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O-lb9C8JfKI/s1600-h/braxtyn+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUNgnumADI/AAAAAAAAAB4/O-lb9C8JfKI/s320/braxtyn+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329180588134236210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUNPex_JKI/AAAAAAAAABw/PUJJrVb2Yds/s1600-h/braxtyn+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUNPex_JKI/AAAAAAAAABw/PUJJrVb2Yds/s320/braxtyn+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329180293674771618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUM-O4CYdI/AAAAAAAAABo/e_j7Fctg71A/s1600-h/braxtyn+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUM-O4CYdI/AAAAAAAAABo/e_j7Fctg71A/s320/braxtyn+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179997347406290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUMwD-tzUI/AAAAAAAAABg/3zYyGiKDOQk/s1600-h/braxtyn+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUMwD-tzUI/AAAAAAAAABg/3zYyGiKDOQk/s320/braxtyn+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179753904459074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUMiDBX4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/kYfRvYVqgHo/s1600-h/braxtyn+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUMiDBX4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/kYfRvYVqgHo/s320/braxtyn+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179513129001106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUMQRY_hlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KmF5bdLdPUg/s1600-h/braxtyn+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUMQRY_hlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KmF5bdLdPUg/s320/braxtyn+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179207748519506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GUESS WHO MADE IT TO OUR HOUSE THIS WEEKEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Cute Braxtyn came over and spent Saturday night.  We had pizza, played outside, rode the 4-wheeler,  and painted toe nails.  Oh, I almost forgot, Seth came too.  One of my cupboards was driving him crazy so he felt the need to organize it.  Paul would be saying "thank you."  They stayed long enough to have breakfast Sunday and then take off.  Thanks Seth and Braxtyn for visiting.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We loved it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-1786529858407536152?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/1786529858407536152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/guess-who-made-it-to-our-house-this.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1786529858407536152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/1786529858407536152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/guess-who-made-it-to-our-house-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SfUOKSFVNWI/AAAAAAAAACI/yfMZBmQXL1c/s72-c/braxtyn+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-6599089483829790407</id><published>2009-04-22T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:25:50.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blitz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se_DD2csGGI/AAAAAAAAABI/uwvdHF36Ki8/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se_DD2csGGI/AAAAAAAAABI/uwvdHF36Ki8/s320/IMG_0824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327691355125454946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se-_mffKC3I/AAAAAAAAABA/2HNTH901cNA/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se-_mffKC3I/AAAAAAAAABA/2HNTH901cNA/s320/IMG_0644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327687552210701170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se-_V8sNvGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bNSbpKX5JYw/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se-_V8sNvGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bNSbpKX5JYw/s320/IMG_0650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327687267992321122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I'm working on it.  Here are some before and after photos after Blitz went to the beauty parlor but the after photo is first.  What's up with that?  I will be getting some blogging tips from Sarah when we go there in a couple of weeks.  Nevertheless your father said we must not have a stale blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-6599089483829790407?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/6599089483829790407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-im-working-on-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6599089483829790407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/6599089483829790407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-im-working-on-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/Se_DD2csGGI/AAAAAAAAABI/uwvdHF36Ki8/s72-c/IMG_0824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154783355973684037.post-2689847046962101016</id><published>2009-04-19T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:06:55.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevXQKa7k3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7jfiXIYMI10/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevXQKa7k3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7jfiXIYMI10/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326587656970933106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevXDv6mdqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Uc9FdN4ifQI/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevXDv6mdqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Uc9FdN4ifQI/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326587443697579682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevWwkTzIxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uqOE1Fdf3zA/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevWwkTzIxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uqOE1Fdf3zA/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326587114164527890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevWEnjAOiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vdL7eJjfqpI/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevWEnjAOiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vdL7eJjfqpI/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326586359119362594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevVAFfHgjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bGOi3f0INFY/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevVAFfHgjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bGOi3f0INFY/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326585181745152562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some great photos from Baltimore.  I had a great time and enjoyed Adam, Krysta and their adorable family.  We made it to the harbor, Gettysburg, a couple of different parks and an Easter egg hunt.  That's pretty good with a 5 week old baby.  You can see that Natalie enjoyed the Easter egg hunt.  She also loves her baby brother, Ryan.  He was such a good baby and fun to hold.  No matter how high you swing Natalie she yells, "HIGHER!"  When we got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; at Gettysburg there were lots of grave sites with Unknown listed.  It was a great time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2154783355973684037-2689847046962101016?l=momhancock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/feeds/2689847046962101016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-are-some-great-photos-from.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2689847046962101016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2154783355973684037/posts/default/2689847046962101016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momhancock.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-are-some-great-photos-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249592851444719024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkgde1gXJSE/SevXQKa7k3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7jfiXIYMI10/s72-c/IMG_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
