<?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-6382928216071836646</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:17:25.155-07:00</updated><category term='halloween'/><category term='Keira'/><category term='ashton'/><category term='I&apos;m feeling so left out'/><category term='turkey song'/><category term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Ryan &amp; Kay</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-804705991113963795</id><published>2011-02-03T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T23:16:51.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in big trouble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know what my problem is, but I just don't like blogging, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; as much as I want to. I want to remember all the stuff my family says and does, I just want someone else to do the work for me! So, Ryan has spent more time on this blog recently than I have. He called me from work tonight to tell me that the background needed to be changed because it was too hard to read the words, then he reminded me that I haven't posted anything since June, and that was about Ashton's 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday (he turned 7 a month and a half ago). So, the big question is, do I try to cram in the last year of our lives, or just try to start fresh with today? Any opinions? There probably isn't even anyone left who checks this thing! Ha, ha! Guess that is what I get for being such a slacker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-804705991113963795?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/804705991113963795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=804705991113963795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/804705991113963795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/804705991113963795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#804705991113963795' title='I&apos;m in big trouble!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2772410805030305510</id><published>2010-06-01T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:59:50.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Achies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ashton is 6!! Man, I must be getting old!  I have a hard time with the fact that I have children this old!  He had a great birthday, all sorts of attention showered on him, just what a boy like him needs!  Just look at that cute boy!  He got a giant dart gun which has been used on him (thanks to dad) more than by him!  Good times, we found all the darts we could and everyone joined in and had a war using all of the little dart guns against the big one!  As much as he liked his gun, I am pretty sure that the squeeze cheese and crackers were his favorite present!  Too bad that Jace helped him eat all of the cheese before he even got to try it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUaBnH4dI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xT7EpnL7LUU/s1600/CIMG1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478018065340293586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUaBnH4dI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xT7EpnL7LUU/s320/CIMG1460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Look how excited he is!  So funny!  I should just get my kids snack food for all of their birthdays, they like those presents most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUZk3sHGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zJwmoT9Ylx8/s1600/CIMG1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478018057625148514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUZk3sHGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zJwmoT9Ylx8/s320/CIMG1456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUZXjLaaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kSoX7A8ucxE/s1600/CIMG1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478018054049458594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUZXjLaaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kSoX7A8ucxE/s320/CIMG1455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Somehow, I managed to not get a picture of his cake?  So, here was the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: What kind of cake do you want for your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: Chocolate, with chocolate frosting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(really?  How original!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me: well, do you want it to look like something? or have a picture on it of something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Him:  Yeah!  I want a skeleton head on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me: A skull?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Him: Yeah!  That would be cool to have a skeleton head on it huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:  Way cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, I let him pick a picture from the Internet, and that was what he got!  He loved it, and I guess that is all that really matters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; I sure do love this little booger!  You will never find a more affectionate boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2772410805030305510?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2772410805030305510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2772410805030305510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2772410805030305510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2772410805030305510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#2772410805030305510' title='Happy Birthday Achies!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXUaBnH4dI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xT7EpnL7LUU/s72-c/CIMG1460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-9158952757869447380</id><published>2010-05-26T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:41:41.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Parade and too much snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For the past 3 years, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt; has has a lighting ceremony and light parade the weekend after Thanksgiving. They have groups of kids from the schools sing, and this year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; got a turn. Unfortunately, there was a miscommunication as to what time the program started, so we stood in the freezing wind for close to an hour before it started!  My poor baby and Grandpa were so cold!  It is close to impossible to see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; in this picture, he's the one in the middle with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; hat on.  They did a good job!  I couldn't hear them, but I am sure that there is no way that the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; graders could have done anything but a super good job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478012688491845666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXPhDSjmCI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0ia9NQDvtjw/s320/CIMG1437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After the program, we have a Light Parade.  There were lots of great floats, this is the gingerbread house that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;helped&lt;/span&gt; with for the Arts Council.  It turned out really cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478012696239218370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXPhgJrHsI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pOsefasGxX8/s320/CIMG1440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; was dying to get out and play in the snow this year with her brothers, so here is her first excursion into the depths of our yard!  Yes, she is wearing boy clothes!  That's what you get when you are the youngest of 5, and the only girl!  There are only boy hand-me-downs!  For now, she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to mind, so I'll make it work for as long as I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The snow was clear up to her little hips!  I just set her in the middle of it and walked away to see what she would do.......  Looks fun.... for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478012707302003522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXPiJXP00I/AAAAAAAAAdA/EFQRWJjBpNU/s320/CIMG1445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ugh, I've fallen, and I can't get up!.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478012714520426642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXPikQQOJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/TSi5AjnT9H4/s320/CIMG1447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I finally got this smile after lots of tickling and face making!  She was pretty upset at being left to dig herself out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478012723875050402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXPjHGkc6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DZH_R8y5lQc/s320/CIMG1449.JPG" /&gt; Man, I made a cute baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-811777e634b6ec74" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D811777e634b6ec74%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24E583406EEB7729DBEC86BF9D87A13C56F3D135.260EB69B7673A0B481AE40EF1AD3C9444F42C91F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D811777e634b6ec74%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHL-XKJ9VS5jWPUypCVsjtbzFr-c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D811777e634b6ec74%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24E583406EEB7729DBEC86BF9D87A13C56F3D135.260EB69B7673A0B481AE40EF1AD3C9444F42C91F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D811777e634b6ec74%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHL-XKJ9VS5jWPUypCVsjtbzFr-c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-9158952757869447380?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/9158952757869447380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=9158952757869447380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9158952757869447380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9158952757869447380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#9158952757869447380' title='Light Parade and too much snow!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/TAXPhDSjmCI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0ia9NQDvtjw/s72-c/CIMG1437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-7414358918934931244</id><published>2010-05-26T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:13:21.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup, still alive!</title><content type='html'>I'll admit it, I'm kind of a lazy jerk! I think about how far behind I am on this blog, and I get a little overwhelmed, so then I don't do anything, and then I get even more behind! I am remembering why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt; never worked for me! I started when Branden was already 4, and just couldn't catch up! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here is a new, super long condensed version of our lives to date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, Halloween.  I would skip it, but my kids are just so cute!  We just do the town trunk-r-treat here, which I love!  20 minutes, and way more candy than my kids should eat in a lifetime!  Here is the combined haul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475796615608209730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S_3wAoedEUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZRSSUcyZBig/s320/CIMG1427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutest monsters ever with a scary ninja and of course, the bleeding ghost guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475796606851153938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S_3wAH2nABI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VHtENIesVHA/s320/CIMG1423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go ahead, tell that face that you aren't going to take a picture while it's grinning while saying "Cheese".   I can't do it!  You should have heard her do her monster growl!  Hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475796595936321090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S_3v_fMT3kI/AAAAAAAAAcI/AIbF-nkR7RU/s320/CIMG1422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-7414358918934931244?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/7414358918934931244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=7414358918934931244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7414358918934931244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7414358918934931244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#7414358918934931244' title='Yup, still alive!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S_3wAoedEUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZRSSUcyZBig/s72-c/CIMG1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2898149635354638412</id><published>2010-02-09T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:33:43.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, I know that I still haven't posted about Christmas or a bunch of other things, but I couldn't just wait to post about my little man. Today is Gabriel's 4th birthday. Again, not so fun without the 4 year old. We try to make the best of it, and because bowling was such a hit last year, we went again this year. We went yesterday, unfortunately, it was more of a last minute decision this year than it was last year, so I forgot my camera, and we didn't get to invite so many people. Luckily, Grandma and Grandpa Bateman didn't have plans and were able to join us. We are also super lucky this year to have Great Grandpa George living so close, because he was able to come with us too. It was really a good time. I was pretty worried that either my dad or my grandpa were going to do a face plant right at the line, but the bowling Gods smiled down on us, and there were no casualties. It took Grandpa George a few frames to remember how to bowl (apparently, he used to bowl on a league) but eventually, he got his groove back and ended up getting a higher score than my mom! After we all made fools of ourselves (Branden got the highest score of 107), we went across the street to get Chinese food. It was delish! This Afternoon, the kids and I went to the cemetery and put up birthday decorations, and each kid got to let one balloon go (4, one for each year) to heaven for Gabriel to play with. Tonight, we got together with my parents and Grandpa George again, I made dinner, and then we had brownies and ice cream. This is a difficult day for me, but it is a little easier when I have so many great friends and family members around me to lift my spirits and remind me how much I still have to live for. I love you little man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Pictures will have to follow later, my camera didn't want to cooperate with the computer today!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2898149635354638412?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2898149635354638412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2898149635354638412' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2898149635354638412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2898149635354638412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#2898149635354638412' title='Flash Forward'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-9206163375755146652</id><published>2010-01-17T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:02:05.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open hearts</title><content type='html'>Our book club this month is reading a book by Virginia H. Pearce titled A Heart Like His.  When I first looked at it, my thoughts were "I'll try, but I won't like it".  It isn't that I don't like spiritually uplifting literature, it is just that I have never done well with lectures.  I have a hard time listening in classes, of all types, even though I want the knowledge offered.  I constantly find my mind wandering to all sorts of other things.  This is true with lecture type books also.  I read the same page 5 times and the knowledge still won't sink in.  I get it for that minute, but by the time I've read the next page, it is all forgotten.  I am the type of person who needs a story to follow.  I love history, but hate history books!  I do, however, enjoy historical fiction.  I get the history, but I also have a storyline to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my book club book.  I got it today in church, and glanced at it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;briefly&lt;/span&gt;, then put it away in my bag.  While my kids were playing video games tonight, I dug it out thinking that I might as well get a start on it, considering that it was going to take me all month to get through the 106 pages (in a normal book, that would take me maybe two hours).  An hour later, I was already to page 71!  I am so excited!  Not only am I remembering the things that I have read, they are already making a huge impact on my life. &lt;br /&gt;I have spent the last 2 and a half years in a horrible place.  I have to convince myself everyday that it is a good idea just to be alive.  Though I try not to live in a pity party by myself, it has been extremely hard.  I love my family more than anything.  They are like a drug to me.  I am literally addicted to my children.  Yes, they make me crazy everyday, but it makes me more crazy to be without them.  Because of the loss of one of my choicest "drugs"  I have felt like it will never be possible to be completely happy again.  I am tired, irritable, and I am sure that I am just a joy to be around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everyone has their own trials, but it is hard for me to see that anyone could possibly suffer more than me.  My feelings have put strains on all of my relationships.  I am sure that I have pushed more than one friend away because of my "hard heart".  As I have read this book, it has brought me some great insight.  At one point, the author asks "Are you feeling the love of God - that He loves you, personally?"  My answer has to be no.  I have felt terribly abandoned.  My hard heart has closed me off to the feelings of love that my Father in Heaven, I am sure, is trying to get to me.  How do I change this?  The whole idea of the book is that if we open our hearts, soften them, to the people around us, we will not only help them feel Gods love in their lives, but also in our own.&lt;br /&gt;Sister Pearce states that when we feel His love, we feel "Acknowledged, accepted, validated, noticed, cared for, supported, encouraged, uplifted, motivated, inspired, comforted, HEALED, nourished, nurtured, changed, more confident, more able."  Isn't this what we all want from life?  To feel these things?  If I can help someone else receive these feelings in their lives, will it really help me feel them?  This is all I have ever wanted!  I NEED to feel His love for me, with out it, I can't feel any other love for me.  I am going to try to ignore my selfish impulses, and do my best to open my heart.  I may be able to save some lives in the process, mine included.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-9206163375755146652?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/9206163375755146652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=9206163375755146652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9206163375755146652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9206163375755146652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#9206163375755146652' title='Open hearts'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6293005674315944972</id><published>2010-01-15T13:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:39:23.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geocaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On one of the rare occasions when Ryan was home, we decided to find something fun to do with the kids.  We had heard about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geocaching&lt;/span&gt;, and decided to give it a try.  We found a few locations around our home.  The first one was at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yuba&lt;/span&gt; Lake.  It had a bunch of great prizes for the kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here we are at our first found &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Geocache&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427082383859476354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DerJi5Z4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/stdhgTav8RM/s320/CIMG1408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here is the box and all of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; prizes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427082393285802690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DersqTusI/AAAAAAAAAbw/GvjYXQZwdMM/s320/CIMG1409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;One of the caches was clear up on top of the mountain.  We hiked the last few hundred feet.  This is the view that we got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DetBnS87I/AAAAAAAAAcA/UwgbTR4qsug/s1600-h/CIMG1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427082416090182578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DetBnS87I/AAAAAAAAAcA/UwgbTR4qsug/s320/CIMG1413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DesUY5pzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/aqVVc_ArePQ/s1600-h/CIMG1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427082403950208818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DesUY5pzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/aqVVc_ArePQ/s320/CIMG1412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We had a really fun time and have been able to go a few more times.  It is a really fun activity to do with kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6293005674315944972?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6293005674315944972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6293005674315944972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6293005674315944972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6293005674315944972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6293005674315944972' title='Geocaching'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DerJi5Z4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/stdhgTav8RM/s72-c/CIMG1408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6932351446314682297</id><published>2010-01-15T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:28:01.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozart</title><content type='html'>Every so often, I am graced by the beautiful sounds of piano music wafting through the house!  It always makes me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427080624012461554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DdEtmrBfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qC8ET3FDKoU/s320/CIMG1369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being a musical prodigy, she is always willing to help around the house when ever possible (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; we want her to or not!)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DdFIrC84I/AAAAAAAAAbg/fKbWw2yKC60/s1600-h/CIMG1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427080631278564226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DdFIrC84I/AAAAAAAAAbg/fKbWw2yKC60/s320/CIMG1373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6932351446314682297?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6932351446314682297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6932351446314682297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6932351446314682297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6932351446314682297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6932351446314682297' title='Mozart'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S1DdEtmrBfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qC8ET3FDKoU/s72-c/CIMG1369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6816998734373606803</id><published>2010-01-14T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:21:44.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branden's 9th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am a horrible mom, I didn't post about Branden on his birthday!  So, let's hop into the way-back machine and return to September 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Branden had told his friends that he was going to have a birthday party, and I didn't want to make a liar out of him, so I let him have a few of his best buddies over for a pizza and movie sleepover.  He asked for a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting again, but this year he wanted Darth Vader on it.  This is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426800487049295458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eSmF9dmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sFx5pxvp_fg/s320/CIMG1351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty impressed.  I let him think that I drew that free hand from a picture I found on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;!  It turned out perfect for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eUG1KVJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P7iFfFS0Pe0/s1600-h/CIMG1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426800513017074834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eUG1KVJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P7iFfFS0Pe0/s320/CIMG1363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eT57FQqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kmqMZkm841c/s1600-h/CIMG1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426800509552247458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eT57FQqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kmqMZkm841c/s320/CIMG1354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As always, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; was there to steal all of the attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eTMGttVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lphW8JffT9o/s1600-h/CIMG1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426800497253004626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eTMGttVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lphW8JffT9o/s320/CIMG1353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over all, it was a pretty fun night for the boys.  Now it is bragging time!  Branden is such a great helper.  He is always helping me with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt;, and with cooking, and sometimes even with cleaning!  He is so handsome, and almost as tall as me.  I'll be surprised if I am still taller than him by his next birthday!  I really love him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6816998734373606803?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6816998734373606803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6816998734373606803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6816998734373606803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6816998734373606803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6816998734373606803' title='Branden&apos;s 9th Birthday'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_eSmF9dmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sFx5pxvp_fg/s72-c/CIMG1351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-4833603782079832611</id><published>2010-01-14T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:13:48.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, sometimes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; likes to fight us on taking a nap, and Ryan likes to snuggle her (or force her into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;submission&lt;/span&gt;!) to sleep.  One day after I realize that she was no longer fighting him, I looked over and this is what I saw.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soo&lt;/span&gt; funny!  Notice that they are laying the EXACT same way!  Ryan hates when I take pictures like this, but obviously, I'm in charge not him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_cWMdabqI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mOPWaUvHTGw/s1600-h/CIMG1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426798349864562338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_cWMdabqI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mOPWaUvHTGw/s320/CIMG1344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-4833603782079832611?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/4833603782079832611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=4833603782079832611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4833603782079832611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4833603782079832611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#4833603782079832611' title='Sleeping Beauties!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_cWMdabqI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mOPWaUvHTGw/s72-c/CIMG1344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-3704601444417292327</id><published>2010-01-14T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:08:31.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branden the WOLF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_cF42ic3I/AAAAAAAAAao/gWi110zMsqM/s1600-h/CIMG1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426798069723329394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_cF42ic3I/AAAAAAAAAao/gWi110zMsqM/s320/CIMG1343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of my friend Branden. He is such a great kid when he wants to be! On Aug 26th he received his wolf in cub scouting. He was so excited! He really loves scouts, and can't wait till he is able to go on camp outs as a real boy scout!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3704601444417292327?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3704601444417292327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3704601444417292327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3704601444417292327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3704601444417292327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#3704601444417292327' title='Branden the WOLF!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0_cF42ic3I/AAAAAAAAAao/gWi110zMsqM/s72-c/CIMG1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-4843642847299043943</id><published>2010-01-11T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:40:39.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey mom, Look what I can do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-65a673cd3ac8d7c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D65a673cd3ac8d7c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28CA48E7419BAD4F0B4194CB10AAF913045F961D.29F61B3C3F8FDB1CE9DB308546082F757B856566%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D65a673cd3ac8d7c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3i4rYxwUMh3634ZKYgzAWan9aFU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D65a673cd3ac8d7c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28CA48E7419BAD4F0B4194CB10AAF913045F961D.29F61B3C3F8FDB1CE9DB308546082F757B856566%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D65a673cd3ac8d7c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3i4rYxwUMh3634ZKYgzAWan9aFU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was taken before she could walk.  I looked into Ashton's room and this is what I saw!  She would climb up and then sit there and yell till someone came to help her slide down.  She can do it herself now, just like an old pro!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-4843642847299043943?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/4843642847299043943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=4843642847299043943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4843642847299043943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4843642847299043943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#4843642847299043943' title='Hey mom, Look what I can do!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-1362812460225618987</id><published>2010-01-11T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:13:59.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keira's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You would never guess that our baby is the only girl!  She loved every minute of attention she got on her birthday!  This is the cake that we made for her to demolish.  Really, all she did was tear it to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; and throw it in her lap!  She hardly ate any of it, which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me considering how much she loves chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425558949966934226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1HoC4cNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/huVIq7ui8c8/s320/CIMG1307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We met Grandma and Grandpa at the park for pizza and cake, but the most important thing was the presents!  She got a new baby doll and a princess phone from grandma and grandpa, and loved them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425558959313875154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1IK3XcNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/NuSX6g7E2lQ/s320/CIMG1312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is the end product of all of my hard work!  It is so funny how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; babies deal with their own cake!  What a mess!  I am glad that it was a mess at the park!  The birds cleaned up, not me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425558967582836098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1Ipq1xYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/af5Pqz9L6QM/s320/CIMG1324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;From us she got a fun little bike that has songs, numbers and letters.  She is still playing on it a few times a day, so I guess it was a good purchase!  Yes, that is Christmas wrapping paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425558973288078866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1I-7E3hI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qDKXnc68ItI/s320/CIMG1336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425558984494126434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1JoqzlWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6iZMNkERqBU/s320/CIMG1337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is Gabriel on his first birthday, it just reminded me of the next picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt;.  They must be related!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1yztbeAI/AAAAAAAAAag/1TKTnM9VVbg/s1600-h/03660012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425559691832555522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1yztbeAI/AAAAAAAAAag/1TKTnM9VVbg/s320/03660012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1yiMKOiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/iYsZX1xbrKs/s1600-h/CIMG1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425559687129610786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1yiMKOiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/iYsZX1xbrKs/s320/CIMG1326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What beautiful babies I have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-1362812460225618987?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/1362812460225618987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=1362812460225618987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1362812460225618987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1362812460225618987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#1362812460225618987' title='Keira&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0t1HoC4cNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/huVIq7ui8c8/s72-c/CIMG1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-1700851687916633620</id><published>2010-01-05T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:47:35.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school</title><content type='html'>This year was a huge mile stone for me, and the boys. They all got up to go to school! It was a little weird when they all left the house and it was just the girls left! I can't believe how fast they grow up and move on. It is all just wrong if you ask me! Here are my little goof balls ready to walk out the door for their first day of school for the 09/10 school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423412117474742050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PUlhyhjyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/wfr9vu-fUVI/s320/CIMG1301.JPG" /&gt;Here they are riding their scooters to the bus stop at the end of the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423412133254958050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PUmck0i-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/mQTSM06REC4/s320/CIMG1304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashton getting off of the bus at the end of his first day. He had a great time and has been a great student (according to his teacher who must have more patience than me!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423412140392768226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PUm3Km4uI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UfAoNrseINE/s320/CIMG1306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-1700851687916633620?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/1700851687916633620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=1700851687916633620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1700851687916633620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1700851687916633620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#1700851687916633620' title='1st day of school'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PUlhyhjyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/wfr9vu-fUVI/s72-c/CIMG1301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-9110483927289265324</id><published>2010-01-05T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:23:49.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUBA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Our friends, and next door neighbors, invited us to go spend the afternoon with them at Yu&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt; lake. Seriously, why don't we spend every day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the summer there? It is only about 10 minutes away! We must not be so smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Here is Ashton and Justin floating around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRuj6n7EI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Q0om32TKE6U/s1600-h/CIMG1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423408974129523778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRuj6n7EI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Q0om32TKE6U/s320/CIMG1298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; watering the sand, just in case it was thirsty, I'm sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRuMBdcAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CKSTF3D2xYA/s1600-h/CIMG1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423408967715745794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRuMBdcAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CKSTF3D2xYA/s320/CIMG1295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Branden and his friend Jory (this was Jory's first time at a lake) having a super time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRt8YTAWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qbwbQ9lmuec/s1600-h/CIMG1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423408963516563810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRt8YTAWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qbwbQ9lmuec/s320/CIMG1290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All in all, we had a great time, even with the afternoon wind and sand storm! Good times had by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-9110483927289265324?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/9110483927289265324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=9110483927289265324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9110483927289265324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9110483927289265324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#9110483927289265324' title='YUBA!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PRuj6n7EI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Q0om32TKE6U/s72-c/CIMG1298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6372127054562292826</id><published>2010-01-05T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:50:19.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The 24th of July gets quite the notice here in our one horse town. It is a pretty big celebration! This year, my great friend Krista came and spent the night with us so that she and her adorable boys could celebrate with us! My sister in law also came down with her kids to join in the festivities. The fun starts off with a children's parade, followed by a big lunch and dinner in the park, bouncy houses that our friend Jason brings, a movie the previous night on a super big screen in the park, and we top it all off with a great fireworks show!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because daddy is a fireman, and grandpa is the chief, the kids get to ride on the fire engine and throw candy,  They love it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423403424027279906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PMrgLIgiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/3Zlo8Td3cAE/s320/CIMG1268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Branden got to march with the flag this time with his scout troop.  He is getting so big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423403423188706258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PMrdDM49I/AAAAAAAAAYY/y_76NdfZaaI/s320/CIMG1266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Krista and her Cutie-patooties, Daniel and Isaac, watching fireworks.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423403453979094850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PMtPwM70I/AAAAAAAAAY4/1D8-EoMvjKw/s320/CIMG1281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isaac was obsessed with kissing Keira every time she was within reach!  Soo cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423403436518357266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PMsOtPORI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7Df7W9bg9rc/s320/CIMG1271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It got old!  What a curse beauty is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423403445129275650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PMsuyPaQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/WM8JlolbyWU/s320/CIMG1272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6382928216071836646-6372127054562292826?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6372127054562292826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6372127054562292826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6372127054562292826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6372127054562292826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6372127054562292826' title='July 24th'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PMrgLIgiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/3Zlo8Td3cAE/s72-c/CIMG1268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-909906550671125380</id><published>2010-01-05T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:25:56.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wax on, Wax off, Daniel San!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In the middle of July, we invited ourselves to go to Fish Lake with my parents.  I love Fish Lake.  It is one of those places that our family frequented when I was a child.  I remember that we always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camped&lt;/span&gt; in the same group site, and us kids did some of the craziest crap!  Seriously, where were our parents?  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, I am glad that I am now able to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;indoctrinate&lt;/span&gt; my children to believe that this is one of the greatest places ever to go camping!  I know, I am a great mother!  As the boys wandered into the lake at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of a lightning storm, I decided to get a little nostalgic on them.  They have no idea why they had to stand like that in the middle of the lake so that I could take pictures!  It still cracks me up!  I am easily entertained!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Branden doing his best Daniel San impression!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PICMqn0wI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/52UTG8FGR8c/s1600-h/CIMG1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423398316369498882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PICMqn0wI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/52UTG8FGR8c/s320/CIMG1265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ashton just about to fall into the freezing cold water!  His balance must not be so great yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PIBwvbMPI/AAAAAAAAAYI/UI5zftnzVB0/s1600-h/CIMG1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423398308873449714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PIBwvbMPI/AAAAAAAAAYI/UI5zftnzVB0/s320/CIMG1264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; almost balancing on the cold rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PIBRdmQOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/LY0EMPL16Eg/s1600-h/CIMG1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423398300477178082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PIBRdmQOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/LY0EMPL16Eg/s320/CIMG1263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Acting in true boy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fashion&lt;/span&gt;, trying to freeze their little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tooshes&lt;/span&gt; off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PIBERZ1hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TZkTFFfDOIg/s1600-h/CIMG1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423398296936371730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PIBERZ1hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TZkTFFfDOIg/s320/CIMG1262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6382928216071836646-909906550671125380?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/909906550671125380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=909906550671125380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/909906550671125380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/909906550671125380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#909906550671125380' title='Wax on, Wax off, Daniel San!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PICMqn0wI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/52UTG8FGR8c/s72-c/CIMG1265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-1129168617097580939</id><published>2010-01-05T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:02:14.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds and Bikes</title><content type='html'>This summer, we went for a few bike rides as a family.  Most were just around town, but one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, we went up to Bridal Veil Falls in Provo.  We started just below the falls, and rode up to them and let the kids play, then continued up to the park where the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Heber&lt;/span&gt; Creeper starts (I can't remember the name!) and had a picnic then rode back down to the car.  In all we guessed that it was about 3 miles round trip.  Quite an accomplishment for the kids with half of it up hill!  Stupid me, left the camera in the car!  So this is the only picture I have of the whole trip.  This is how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; ended up!  The cooler was where her feet should have been, so she was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the seat (which she hated).  Poor baby!  I really tried to make her more comfortable with the blanket, but she wouldn't lean that way! We have plans to do much more biking and hiking this next summer.  Anyone up for the back side of Mt Nebo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAh0LeBrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/z1ErZ8kh2DI/s1600-h/CIMG1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423390063459174066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAh0LeBrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/z1ErZ8kh2DI/s320/CIMG1218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to go with Branden to Tracy Aviary for the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; trip at the end of last year (yes, I really am that far behind!)  It was fun to spend the day with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAhgUz9KI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VDK3Vs-s8ak/s1600-h/CIMG1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423390058129650850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAhgUz9KI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VDK3Vs-s8ak/s320/CIMG1086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the biggest, creepiest bird I have ever seen!  Seriously, the picture does it no justice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAhBdxRVI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FrA_Z1yvevg/s1600-h/CIMG1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423390049845724498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAhBdxRVI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FrA_Z1yvevg/s320/CIMG1087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bird was part of the bird show.  It was fetching raw meat here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAgnYF_3I/AAAAAAAAAXI/NQJkwWLEMTE/s1600-h/CIMG1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423390042842595186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAgnYF_3I/AAAAAAAAAXI/NQJkwWLEMTE/s320/CIMG1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6382928216071836646-1129168617097580939?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/1129168617097580939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=1129168617097580939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1129168617097580939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1129168617097580939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#1129168617097580939' title='Birds and Bikes'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PAh0LeBrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/z1ErZ8kh2DI/s72-c/CIMG1218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-7915102670069861969</id><published>2010-01-05T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:09:59.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball and long grass!</title><content type='html'>We put the boys into coach pitch baseball this summer. They had a great time (except when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to put any physical effort into playing, typical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt;). I am a horrible mom, and forgot to take any pictures of Ashton. He was in T-ball this year, and loved every second of it! His team was the Angels, and he was so cute trying to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; the balls!&lt;br /&gt;Branden and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; were on the same team, which included all the kids from our town, The Rockies. Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; batting. It took him a while, but he got the hang of it eventually!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383673650166450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6t4SSOrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hnYXIG-VZAk/s320/CIMG1106.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Branden batting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423395659365084450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PFnijZ7SI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6GzJNyjH7s4/s320/CIMG1110.JPG" /&gt; The "little sluggers" all tuckered out after a long game in the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423395657272138130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0PFnawaGZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/JA1UkifCtQY/s320/CIMG1109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; in the out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt;..... What? What ball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6tY9WvQI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rLtFkJTj3RE/s1600-h/CIMG1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383665240882434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6tY9WvQI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rLtFkJTj3RE/s320/CIMG1100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branden playing catcher. The equipment was too big for him, so he opted out of the leg stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6s95XptI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cJuXaGbROig/s1600-h/CIMG1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383657976407762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6s95XptI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cJuXaGbROig/s320/CIMG1098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to throw the ball back to the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6spVrMEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9bwQDULTO2k/s1600-h/CIMG1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383652457984066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6spVrMEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9bwQDULTO2k/s320/CIMG1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few times this summer, the lawn got a little longer than it should have. We decided to play a game for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, and Ryan mowed a kickball diamond in the grass. Grandma and Grandpa even came to play with us. It was a lot of fun! This isn't the picture of the diamond, but the grass was about the same length as it is in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6sDDbgVI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WCe4yyiDU9E/s1600-h/CIMG1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383642180911442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6sDDbgVI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WCe4yyiDU9E/s320/CIMG1029.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-7915102670069861969?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/7915102670069861969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=7915102670069861969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7915102670069861969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7915102670069861969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#7915102670069861969' title='Baseball and long grass!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0O6t4SSOrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hnYXIG-VZAk/s72-c/CIMG1106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-7416223848778951874</id><published>2010-01-05T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:03:35.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch-up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, Here I am, feeling stupid because I am so far behind! Here is my excuse....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have recently rediscovered reading. I have always loved reading, but kids, and a household had distracted me for the last 9 years. My new found fun started with the combination of our ward book group mixed with my good friend Jason writing his own gem. I was able to talk Jason into letting me read his rough draft (he didn't however tell me that it wasn't complete!). I really enjoyed not only the story, but the act of reading something with substance (not a free parenting magazine article). The ward book group was reading a book that I thought sounded interesting, so I joined. I read both things really quickly, and soon felt bored. I forgot about TV, and housework started to suffer (who needs a clean house?). I needed more books! So, for the last 4 or 5 months, I have made frequent use of the county bookmobile service (no library in our little town!) each time taking several novels for me along with audio books for Ryan and children's stories for the kids. Needless to say, I end up with a large armload of new books every other week for my family to enjoy! I have been able to read many books that I have wanted to try out for years, and some new ones that I would never recommend to anyone! Branden has caught the fever, and has read the first three Harry Potter books and is starting on the fourth. I am reading them with him, and when we finish one, we watch the movie. It has been fun for me to see the excitement he has when he finishes a large book. He is only 9, and is usually not so confident in his abilities. I love that he feels good about himself when he reads. Jace has also started "reading" Harry Potter. He says that he is reading them, and he is capable of it, but I think that he is not quite ready emotionally to deal with such a drawn out story. He tells me one morning that he is on chapter 3, and by the end of school, he's on chapter 19! Unfortunately, I know that he is not given enough time in school to read quite that much in one day. Oh well! When he's ready, I'll be there to help! Anywho! That is my excuse! The suffering of my blog was one of the unfortunate downfalls of my reading addiction! In fact, the bookmobile took a month off for Christmas, and I ran out of things to read, that is probably the only reason this is being posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;By the way, Jason, I am still waiting on the edge of my seat for the ending of that book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now for the catch up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This was at the school playground next to Tayna's house in Draper, kind-of old, but I thought it was a cute picture of my little ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423375288473717042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0OzFzEbiTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/DRq_GrOgrYs/s320/CIMG0806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-7416223848778951874?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/7416223848778951874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=7416223848778951874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7416223848778951874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7416223848778951874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#7416223848778951874' title='Playing catch-up!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/S0OzFzEbiTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/DRq_GrOgrYs/s72-c/CIMG0806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-8234117770462303036</id><published>2009-09-08T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:13:54.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We were luck this summer, we did lots of fun things! We spent one whole day with our cousins, Shaunda, her kids Porter, Kellin, and Teagan, Brena and her cutie Camden, and Kim, in Provo at the BYU Museums.  We went to the park first and had a picnic lunch, then we headed over to the Museum of Palaeontology (Dinosaurs)  It was small, but had plenty of hands-on stuff, and the kids had so much fun!  These boys just love to get together.  Too bad that it seems to only be a few times a year.  Next we went to The Museum of Living Sciences (the Bean Museum).  There were all sorts of animals there, complete with a giant elephant (my favorite!).  When we were done there, the kids all voted to go to the Art museum.  There is some strange stuff that is considered "art" these days!  We had a really great time, and hopefully it won't be a whole year before we can play with these fun cousins again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here is Branden and Porter in a Dino head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277525249795250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcIaJjBpLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ixlL3mTDNN4/s320/CIMG1250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Branden trying to get his head bit off!  Watch out!  That is Kellin waiting for his turn, with Ashton right behind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277522665754530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcIZ_68T6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1qerhxxtbXU/s320/CIMG1248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is the picture that got me in trouble.  The boys were getting tired, and were being silly.  I thought it was a cute photo, and as soon as the picture was shot, the security guard ran over and politely told me that no pictures were allowed in the art museum.  Oops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277759937859778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcInz1BUMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0JnW3XJ8kT0/s320/CIMG1253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The whole crew in front of the Dino wall.  My camera wasn't good enough to get everyone in, but they were trying to "blend in" to the mural by being dinosaurs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277509203801634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcIZNxXNiI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Y11WyzVTRr4/s320/CIMG1247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Watching the video presentation at the Bean Museum.  Cute Jace and Kellin being bestest buds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277532700173122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcIalTVY0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/qruY4fnciaY/s320/CIMG1251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is the whole crew, L-R, Teagan, Porter, Camden, Branden, Keira, Ashton, Kellin, Jace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277499934908194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcIYrPfHyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Jh5qLNYK9Vc/s320/CIMG1246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-8234117770462303036?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/8234117770462303036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=8234117770462303036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8234117770462303036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8234117770462303036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8234117770462303036' title='Fun at the Museum'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcIaJjBpLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ixlL3mTDNN4/s72-c/CIMG1250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-7985853563870559544</id><published>2009-09-08T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:20:13.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>We signed up for swimming lessons again this year. I had high hopes after my boys spent so much time in our pool last summer and this summer. They all seemed to do really well, but when it came time to test, they all fell a little short, literally. None of them could swim the distance that was required on certain strokes. Bummer! Ryan said that we're not letting them try again next year. We'll see! I know that they can do it, and one teacher even said that if he practiced, he could move up next year. Anywho, I was proud of them. I can't swim with my face in the water, so they are all better than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBDJWjgYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZSLd0hd_XtY/s1600-h/CIMG1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379269433479102850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBDJWjgYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZSLd0hd_XtY/s320/CIMG1241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBCrOC4MI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rYxDP-7LF7Y/s1600-h/CIMG1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379269425390346434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBCrOC4MI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rYxDP-7LF7Y/s320/CIMG1234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBCA03HBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/gjHIs9JRa7M/s1600-h/CIMG1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379269414010428434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBCA03HBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/gjHIs9JRa7M/s320/CIMG1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-7985853563870559544?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/7985853563870559544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=7985853563870559544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7985853563870559544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7985853563870559544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#7985853563870559544' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SqcBDJWjgYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZSLd0hd_XtY/s72-c/CIMG1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-518133645276774656</id><published>2009-09-08T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:20:49.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mammoth Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This year, my kids were invited to ride on the Sheriff's Office float for the Mammoth Parade during the Ute Stampede. They were really excited to say the least! I only got a few pictures, they were moving and I wasn't going to chase them in 100 degree weather!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379266593347621250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb-d1CcUYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/G7lEZQQmIn0/s320/CIMG1229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379266576447307970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb-c2FGAMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sS57TEaI29U/s320/CIMG1227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They had a great time throwing candy, and when they got to the end, the Sheriff lost them. Yup, I did say that. They were supposed to wait there for me to come to get them, but the message was lost somehow. So, they decided to walk the 5 or 6 blocks to where I was. Honestly, it would have been OK if they had, but when I showed up to get them, I asked the Sheriff where they were and he just gave me a blank look. I told him who I was, he said he knew who I was, but didn't know where they were. I jokingly said "Oh great, you lost my kids? If I can't trust them in the care of the Local Law Enforcement, who can I trust them with?" Ryan didn't think that it was funny. I'm sure that the Sheriff knew that I was kidding. Anyway, I found them about 3/4 of a block away headed to where I was sitting during the parade. No harm done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-518133645276774656?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/518133645276774656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=518133645276774656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/518133645276774656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/518133645276774656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#518133645276774656' title='Mammoth Parade'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb-d1CcUYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/G7lEZQQmIn0/s72-c/CIMG1229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2567206523176850484</id><published>2009-08-19T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:55:32.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keira'/><title type='text'>Here I am!</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vanish&lt;/span&gt; off the face of the earth, I'm just lazy! I have so many things to add, I am just a little overwhelmed! BUT, The important thing today is that I mention that it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keira's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! She is so great. Such a happy girl, except for when she's not! She is just barely 20 lbs (my skinniest baby so far!) but is a pretty tall girl. She almost has enough hair to put into little pigtails, but won't hold her head still so that I can do it! She babbles all of the time, and half of the time, it sounds like she is saying actual words. She has almost 5 teeth (slowest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teether&lt;/span&gt;) and is almost walking. She has great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;balance&lt;/span&gt;, but is too chicken to really walk. We've had one or two steps here and there, but nothing too serious! Starting today, she and I get to have a few hours of alone time while all of her brothers are at school. It is going to be a nice break! She'll sleep till at least 9:30 most days, I love it! This baby is such a blessing to our family. She loves her brothers and gives lots of kisses (mostly to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt;!). She has such a fun personality and is sure that she is the funniest thing ever. She and I took a trip to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; to visit Gabriel the other day, and when I started to cry, she turned right around and gave me a huge slobbery kiss, then lots of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt; and more kisses. It was so sweet! She has just learned how to say "boo" this week, and plays peek-a-boo with the old people who sit behind us at church (sometimes she has to wake them up first!). It's so funny! We are all so glad to have her as a very important part of our family, and love her so much! Happy Birthday baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some before and after pictures.  The day she was born, and on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379260699455460738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5GwlDFYI/AAAAAAAAATw/7NFZ_AYjdEc/s320/CIMG0562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379260722084046466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5IE4H5oI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jaSR-Dfyx0Q/s320/CIMG1326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5HqYbH1I/AAAAAAAAAT4/PNJwU-nnrVg/s1600-h/CIMG0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379260714971766610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5HqYbH1I/AAAAAAAAAT4/PNJwU-nnrVg/s320/CIMG0569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5Id1dmMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/oB0zvJa0420/s1600-h/CIMG1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379260728783771842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5Id1dmMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/oB0zvJa0420/s320/CIMG1329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2567206523176850484?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2567206523176850484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2567206523176850484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2567206523176850484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2567206523176850484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2567206523176850484' title='Here I am!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sqb5GwlDFYI/AAAAAAAAATw/7NFZ_AYjdEc/s72-c/CIMG0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-3725410110668013905</id><published>2009-07-06T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:02:42.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>We finally got the pool out a few weeks ago, and put Keira in, after her brothers begged! She couldn't decide if she should laugh or cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-604474294df6280a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D604474294df6280a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D93631E8957904C3A9D8FADDA193D5A4F01828FB.7DB57D2323DD3C6408967AFB064424A728A39A34%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D604474294df6280a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2wluJvxLNzxkvOemJsIdsj-1ovs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D604474294df6280a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D93631E8957904C3A9D8FADDA193D5A4F01828FB.7DB57D2323DD3C6408967AFB064424A728A39A34%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D604474294df6280a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2wluJvxLNzxkvOemJsIdsj-1ovs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355482807682531218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ_PTCg_5I/AAAAAAAAATA/aT4aNKlqA-Y/s320/CIMG1172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355483356344044018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ_vO9nSfI/AAAAAAAAATI/Cl3x6gAK6b4/s320/CIMG1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think that over all, she has fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3725410110668013905?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=604474294df6280a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3725410110668013905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3725410110668013905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3725410110668013905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3725410110668013905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3725410110668013905' title='Swimming ROCKS!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ_PTCg_5I/AAAAAAAAATA/aT4aNKlqA-Y/s72-c/CIMG1172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2366155755973672994</id><published>2009-07-06T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:45:48.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa George</title><content type='html'>I love my Grandpa! He has always been so gentle and loving to his grand kids. He makes wooden cars for third world countries in his spare time, and loves doing it. His health has been fading the last few years, and he is starting to get really forgetful. It is so hard to see someone you love so much, get older. At Amanda's wedding, he picked Keira up as I was cleaning some things up, and when I noticed them, she was looking up into his face just talking away as she played with his tie. He was smiling and talking back, it was so sweet, so I snagged a few pictures. I hope that she will treasure these pictures later in her life when he is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355481396898317666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ99LdWRWI/AAAAAAAAASg/1YiivqeRemU/s320/CIMG1211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355481406314204082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ99uiRS7I/AAAAAAAAASo/VSTDCGnsgkk/s320/CIMG1214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355481410887150114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ99_ki6iI/AAAAAAAAASw/Xi2VnlwLOtQ/s320/CIMG1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They probably talked for about 10 minutes!  I hope that she will be able to really TALK with him someday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2366155755973672994?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2366155755973672994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2366155755973672994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2366155755973672994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2366155755973672994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2366155755973672994' title='Grandpa George'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ99LdWRWI/AAAAAAAAASg/1YiivqeRemU/s72-c/CIMG1211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-5032419393393998270</id><published>2009-07-06T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:25:44.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my sister Amanda's wedding cake that I made last week. I think that it turned out perfect. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355479225934043074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ7-z_IV8I/AAAAAAAAASI/-0EGeFJm278/s320/CIMG1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355479229702902930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ7_CBslJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rqkIyzOeAVY/s320/CIMG1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355479233537705058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ7_QT_BGI/AAAAAAAAASY/aKB9QfZZGfI/s320/CIMG1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a lot of cake! Luckily, she was smart enough to serve the cake for the refreshments, and didn't have much left over! Everyone helped with this cake. Branden and Jace helped mix cakes and grease and flour pans, and eat left overs! Ryan helped with icing, and Keira helped with clean-up! Or really, just helped me with messes to clean up!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355491014445308690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlKGs_nPGxI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DJMs2AgWv94/s320/CIMG1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355491021982975522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlKGtbsWxiI/AAAAAAAAATY/YJ0mb2BOrTA/s320/CIMG1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355491545925254786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlKHL7h7foI/AAAAAAAAATo/xQqTxjLIu8o/s320/CIMG1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were little chocolate hand prints all over my floor!  I had to mop before I could finish the cake!  Yes, my child is the devil!  Really, someone turned the red eye thingie off on my camera!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-5032419393393998270?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/5032419393393998270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=5032419393393998270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/5032419393393998270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/5032419393393998270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5032419393393998270' title='New cake'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ7-z_IV8I/AAAAAAAAASI/-0EGeFJm278/s72-c/CIMG1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6607240109785809987</id><published>2009-07-06T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:30:29.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three little Indians, or Way too much sun and not enough sun screen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I had to laugh the other day as my boys were getting out of the shower. I had to send them in to show daddy their bums! Put on your sunglasses for these pics!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355477220966827906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ6KG5sh4I/AAAAAAAAARw/GtJ7t5y7Jcs/s320/CIMG1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355477235843226690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ6K-UgXEI/AAAAAAAAASA/l2yThvNUuF0/s320/CIMG1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355477223443446402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ6KQIKuoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8BCVHYkI0rI/s320/CIMG1223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Branden and Jace were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pretty embarrassed about the picture thing, but not Ashton!  He was wagging that hind end all over for the camera!  You gotta love the back yard swimming pool!  I swear, I really do put sun screen on them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6607240109785809987?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6607240109785809987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6607240109785809987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6607240109785809987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6607240109785809987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6607240109785809987' title='Three little Indians, or Way too much sun and not enough sun screen!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SlJ6KG5sh4I/AAAAAAAAARw/GtJ7t5y7Jcs/s72-c/CIMG1221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-4119049174741768175</id><published>2009-05-24T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:01:29.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakes</title><content type='html'>I've had some requests to post some pictures of cakes I've done. Here are a few. The one that everyone wants to see is the latest, the rock climber wedding cake. Yes, this is what they wanted. Honestly, I think that I improved on their idea! They brought me the little people, these are not what I would have picked! This one could be on cakewrecks!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586505286891714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoFot8YOMI/AAAAAAAAARA/TzZxl6_Ije0/s320/CIMG1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586501120693730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoFoebFFeI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2Air9uZGCRE/s320/CIMG1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586482741883090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoFnZ9OsNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ob2rpm6JIgw/s320/CIMG1042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586495841229554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoFoKwW2vI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hHLpXPk60yM/s320/CIMG1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't have finished pictures of this next one, it had Gerber daises on top and I think scattered around it. This is the point I got it to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339587824273656274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoG1fjVCdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FUmakmvBivE/s320/CIMG1007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339587817187624338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoG1FJ4xZI/AAAAAAAAARI/5twZJhpgMB4/s320/CIMG1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is one I did with my sister for one of my old neighbors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339589665726103154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoIgrfzfnI/AAAAAAAAARY/1LshWXEvlYk/s320/brown+wedding8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339589671136101010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoIg_ppgpI/AAAAAAAAARg/X6941q1hZvk/s320/brown+wedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339589669919697154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoIg7HoqQI/AAAAAAAAARo/IC_lHyHqFsA/s320/brown+wedding5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The baby's screaming, so I'll have to make this one to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-4119049174741768175?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/4119049174741768175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=4119049174741768175' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4119049174741768175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4119049174741768175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#4119049174741768175' title='Cakes'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoFot8YOMI/AAAAAAAAARA/TzZxl6_Ije0/s72-c/CIMG1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2908783086344543077</id><published>2009-05-24T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:34:34.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Keira was in her first pagaent, and won! I shouldn't be surprised, after all, she is the cutest baby ever! She won the Central Utah prelimanary. The state competition is in two weeks in Richfield. Ryan wants me to take her so that we can show her off. He's not proud! She was in the local paper with her little tiara, giant trophy and "Cinderella Infant" banner. What a cutie!  Oh, and pay no attention to the giant lady holding her!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583902575373266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoDROFmK9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DXNzxWkhHi4/s320/CIMG1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583908489994818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoDRkHwIkI/AAAAAAAAAQY/yduhBiJfiGw/s320/CIMG1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2908783086344543077?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2908783086344543077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2908783086344543077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2908783086344543077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2908783086344543077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2908783086344543077' title='Cinderella baby!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShoDROFmK9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DXNzxWkhHi4/s72-c/CIMG1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2419396076538338433</id><published>2009-05-24T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:25:58.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Jace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jace's First grade class put on a fun program this year. It was all about being a Terrific Kid. Jace's part was the song Happy Wanderer. He did a great job playing a hobo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579360516281074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_I1mUkvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s827WOvaAwk/s320/CIMG0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579356451392754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_ImdLTPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yLp7mcoZjx0/s320/CIMG0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first grade also got to go on a field trip to the Discovery Gateway.  I got to go with Jace, and it was worth the drive!  I am so lucky to be able to spend such fun quality time with my kids!  Jace seemed to have a great time, but we were pretty tired when it was all over!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man, he is a cute kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579788612489458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_hwYaUPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4_ihnDWCI-4/s320/CIMG0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579363596339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_JBEqh2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/0xbVEZGFlEU/s320/CIMG0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579369444653810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_JW3AuvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WQdZ96G342U/s320/CIMG0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579376033077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_JvZ0F0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/RzaV6uylEOM/s320/CIMG0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579796480453442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_iNsR60I/AAAAAAAAAQA/mQbuY-GEdcg/s320/CIMG1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2419396076538338433?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2419396076538338433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2419396076538338433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2419396076538338433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2419396076538338433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2419396076538338433' title='Fun with Jace'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn_I1mUkvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s827WOvaAwk/s72-c/CIMG0975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-124379262598844054</id><published>2009-05-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:04:41.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter IS in May, and don't tell me it isn't!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; We had a really fun Easter this year. With all of the egg hunts, the spilling of green coloring all over my counter, and Daddy at the Dunes on official business, it was a super good time! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; has a fun time with her first Easter. She even got a cute new Easter dress.  We had one hunt at Grandma Gail's house....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572126099649842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn4jvS_NTI/AAAAAAAAANw/MOx4_179l8c/s320/CIMG0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572121643153074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn4jesedrI/AAAAAAAAANo/AdhyvfpHdTM/s320/CIMG0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572117466635282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn4jPIt3BI/AAAAAAAAANg/AuOKRolAkM0/s320/CIMG0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572127391121986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn4j0G5gkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YSBBzM75RcM/s320/CIMG0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572109744291762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn4iyXkP7I/AAAAAAAAANY/jfE2kbH5vi4/s320/CIMG0885.JPG" border="0" /&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;And one at the Retirement home in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572854865452674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn5OKKS3oI/AAAAAAAAAOI/EYS1dwgfleM/s320/CIMG0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572851199022322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn5N8gJlPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WqLdVMRk-C4/s320/CIMG0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572864707770562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn5Ou04uMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/y3zH9W4uUMk/s320/CIMG0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572859047376242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn5OZvV9XI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bOTKp4AKUhU/s320/CIMG0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there were all of the goodies that the Easter Bunny brought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339573653241625666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn58oWAfEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/FUcCOpH4dWQ/s320/CIMG0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339573660494149026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn59DXJNaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CFA_kpZStZw/s320/CIMG0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339573660674469346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn59ECIreI/AAAAAAAAAOw/R6zrWyhchjE/s320/CIMG0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339572866656265058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn5O2FcY2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZpF3yYstQK0/s320/CIMG0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days after Easter, I gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; a basket full of empty plastic eggs to play with while I put on my makeup.  She started crying, and this is what I found!  She was so mad at that basket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339573666151342434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn59Yb7IWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/2VpLsIFDiXI/s320/CIMG0954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339573669328243074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn59kRWyYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Nd1shWdjOeU/s320/CIMG0955.JPG" border="0" /&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/6382928216071836646-124379262598844054?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/124379262598844054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=124379262598844054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/124379262598844054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/124379262598844054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#124379262598844054' title='Easter IS in May, and don&apos;t tell me it isn&apos;t!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn4jvS_NTI/AAAAAAAAANw/MOx4_179l8c/s72-c/CIMG0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-8583662420773728893</id><published>2009-05-24T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:37:22.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time! Time to play catch up. I have a list in front of me of things I need to add, so here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First is basketball. Branden and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; both got to play basketball this year. It started in January, but I'm a little slow! They both did really well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; is not as tall and strong as Branden, but by the end of the season, he was making shots all over the place! I am not so smart, and forgot my camera (yes, at every game) so these are the only ones I have, thanks to Andrea! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; is going in for a Layup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339562936386868258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnwM08uVCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BTwiZOc3_Lc/s320/jace+b-ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Branden pausing to pose for the camera!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339562936765171570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnwM2W6x3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/sh899LqYoik/s320/branden+b-ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jace's&lt;/span&gt; 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with this whole getting older thing. Seriously, whose idea was that anyway? JERK! Honestly, I can't believe that my perfect little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kerman&lt;/span&gt; in 7. He is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; and opinionated now. Where did that come from? Not from me! (he, he, he!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339566086314315970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnzELV80MI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/2psPa1V3q0s/s320/CIMG0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339566089899535234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnzEYsu64I/AAAAAAAAAMY/nTitPmfLsls/s320/CIMG0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We are really lucky, and were able to get a bouncy castle for his party. He decided to have a boys only party, and invited all of his best friends. We played in the bounce house, then opened presents and had cake and ice cream. I don't get it. I decorate cakes, yet my kids all just want a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. BORING! (but delicious!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339566093698638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnzEm2go2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/T7yPNQeBTLo/s320/CIMG0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339566099527289922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnzE8kKzEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Pt6g-OWaYbU/s320/CIMG0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339566101433492898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnzFDqpJaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zl7cmmzf0SE/s320/CIMG0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a goof ball this kid is, I just love him so much!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339567991250726146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn0zDyLrQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/F9LN5_7pIS8/s320/CIMG0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339567994594643906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn0zQPbz8I/AAAAAAAAANI/QpP6PBKR-gU/s320/CIMG0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339567992020311314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn0zGpqnRI/AAAAAAAAANA/PBe5xgzOpF4/s320/CIMG0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339568003564460130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Shn0zxqAWGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/M95IdS-6j0o/s320/CIMG0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As you can see, he got all sorts of fun stuff, including an air soft rifle and pistol from mom and dad (lucky ducky).  He spends all sorts of time "shooting humming birds".  Don't worry, I've watched him shoot!  No humming birds have actually been hurt as a result of this birthday present!  Funny kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-8583662420773728893?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/8583662420773728893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=8583662420773728893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8583662420773728893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8583662420773728893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8583662420773728893' title='Catch up!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShnwM08uVCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BTwiZOc3_Lc/s72-c/jace+b-ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-3631360635630842144</id><published>2009-05-19T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:09:31.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My crazy life!</title><content type='html'>I really just hate May! My birthday sucks, Mother's Day just makes me sad, and to top it all off, I had a really weird wedding cake to make along with baseball games (2 games twice a week for kids, and 2 games once a week for husband) and the end of the school year (trunky kids, and mom) and a teething baby. What an awesome life you say, ummm not so much! I have been thinking that I would catch up on my blogging eventually, but I am going to have to go out of order for just a moment. I need to talk about my little man. It is so wrong that I would have to live in a world without him for 2 whole years. What is this supposed to teach me? That life's a Bitch and I should just deal? Common, honestly? How am I supposed to deal with this? My kids are my life, and without him, life's not right. I spend allot of my time worrying that we're going to forget him. I can't remember his smell, I can't remember what it felt like to hold him, I can barely remember his voice. It's just not right. I can't wait till I can come face to face with the Lord, there better be a good explanation. I really want to believe that it isn't just some joke or punishment. I wish that I could just go on blind faith here, but for being such a loving Father, he sure has left me feeling high and dry. I realize that I have many other blessings, such as my other kids, a home, a husband, the priesthood, even the jobs that my husband has. The absolute and utter despair I feel at the loss of Gabriel drowns those things out. What a downer I am, huh? Welcome to my life! Bottom line? I don't think I will ever enjoy May again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337768137688568594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShOP1yxTUxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1H4_uK79fHE/s320/03660050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337768133548089090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShOP1jWInwI/AAAAAAAAALw/gpOd4R7xXsw/s320/gabe21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  The first few songs on my player are my Gabie songs, if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3631360635630842144?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3631360635630842144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3631360635630842144' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3631360635630842144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3631360635630842144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3631360635630842144' title='My crazy life!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/ShOP1yxTUxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1H4_uK79fHE/s72-c/03660050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6837111318290499359</id><published>2009-04-17T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:40:46.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have to start this post by telling everyone how proud I am of my husband. The thought of going back to school scares me, and he did it with very little complaint and really good grades! Yup, my husband is a big graduate. He is now officially a corrections officer. 10 weeks of hard work (mentally and physically) paid off! We started off the day with a spouse class. This is what I saw when I walked in.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325808575655287170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SekSrqWpmYI/AAAAAAAAALI/HupQ-adw1L0/s320/CIMG0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was an hour of statistics of the probability of law enforcement officers to abuse substances, be abusive, have depression, commit adultery, and commit suicide. They want the families to be aware of any warning signs so that these things can be helped or avoided. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325808578517129474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SekSr1A92QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/D-_lKqLKxQQ/s320/CIMG0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then they had the ceremony. Our County Sheriff (Ryan's boss) spoke, and one of his classmates also spoke. They were supposed to be sworn in, but the guy leading it must have decided that they shouldn't have to repeat the whole thing. Kind of weird! Oh well! The bottom line is, he is a Graduate! Good job Ryan, we love you and are so proud!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325808584885713762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SekSsMvWu2I/AAAAAAAAALg/wyB6t7GfCDE/s320/CIMG0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325808577712087874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SekSryBB40I/AAAAAAAAALY/VnRBsNxWceQ/s320/CIMG0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325808588314994946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SekSsZg9aQI/AAAAAAAAALo/7hT3qTWjM4Q/s320/CIMG0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6837111318290499359?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6837111318290499359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6837111318290499359' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6837111318290499359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6837111318290499359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6837111318290499359' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SekSrqWpmYI/AAAAAAAAALI/HupQ-adw1L0/s72-c/CIMG0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-5408908783809762838</id><published>2009-04-16T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:06:02.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAARRGGGGHHH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so far behind on this thing, I am not quite sure where to start! I think that cronologically, I should start with oil painting class. There was a grant that was received in our county for some arts classes. The first one was an oil painting class. I am not artistic, but Jace has always loved "drawling" so I really thought that he would love it. Branden, Jace, Jarom (one of the neighbor kids) and I went to the class. I was hoping to paint myself, but had to take Keira with me because Ryan was still at school, so my painting skills will just have to wait dormant till I have enough time and money to discover them. So, here I am with 3 painters and a grumpy baby. I was trying to help relay the instructions (the teacher went much too fast for the little ones), mix paints for all of them, and explain how to use the brushes. By the time we had finished one step, the teacher was 4 steps ahead of us! It was pretty overwhelming! Jace started to notice that we were behind and that his picture didn't look like anyone else's. Not so good for him! He started saying that he was no good at painting, and that his picture didn't look anything like it was supposed to look. I was trying really hard to encourage him, and keep up with the teacher. I told him that every painter will do things different, and that his wasn't supposed to look exactly like everyone elses. At this point, the teacher starts walking around the room to "help" people. She looks at Jace's painting and tells him that he's doing it wrong, and that the gray color we were using was supposed to go around the sun, not on it. That was the end of Jace's artistic career. He won't even sketch anymore. I am so upset! He used to draw me pictures all of the time, now... nothing. He tells me that he is no good at art. I have continued to encourage him to try again, but he wouldn't even go to the art basics class with me a few weeks later. Here are the boys' paintings. I am really proud of them!  The first one is Jace's.  At this point, he had grandma come and pick him up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325428686649444962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/See5LNhqSmI/AAAAAAAAALA/2ZkKlms8om4/s320/CIMG0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Branden's finished picture.  I think he did awsome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325428686740615778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/See5LN3ZcmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lDSMaLEWgxk/s320/CIMG0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-5408908783809762838?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/5408908783809762838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=5408908783809762838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/5408908783809762838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/5408908783809762838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5408908783809762838' title='AAARRGGGGHHH!!!!!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/See5LNhqSmI/AAAAAAAAALA/2ZkKlms8om4/s72-c/CIMG0951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-8881631157094241894</id><published>2009-03-10T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:13:19.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Arts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Branden and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; both entered the creative arts contest in school this year. In my day it was called the "Reflections" contest. They came up with their idea's and did them almost entirely by themselves (I helped with things like spray paint and hot glue). I am so proud of them. They both did an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; job. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; got a participation ribbon, and Branden won 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place for his grade and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;. He was so excited!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311761053494982722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbcqiQVSuEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xp_eWVCQOrU/s320/CIMG0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jace's&lt;/span&gt; ultra cool art work. He used my star punch, but the rest was done by tracing circles and cutting them out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311761054424460930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbcqiTy5boI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rMM4BmBmLyc/s320/CIMG0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is Branden's paper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mache'&lt;/span&gt; globe. I tried to talk him into trying to make the continents look like the real ones, but it was a no-go. I still think that he did a wonderful job&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311761059537203346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/Sbcqim13sJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/MBr_HRo1hZM/s320/CIMG0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here are Branden and his friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jarom&lt;/span&gt; receiving their awards. I am pretty sure that it is the coolest trophy ever! At least that is what Branden thinks! Good job boys! We love you so much! Oh, and for all of you who are thinking, "I haven't paper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mache'd&lt;/span&gt; in a long time, that sounds like fun" No, it isn't! Just a friendly warning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-8881631157094241894?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/8881631157094241894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=8881631157094241894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8881631157094241894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8881631157094241894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8881631157094241894' title='Creative Arts'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbcqiQVSuEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xp_eWVCQOrU/s72-c/CIMG0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6915239984607107378</id><published>2009-03-09T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:47:42.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture princess</title><content type='html'>My cousin had this on her blog, and I thought it would be fun. Shabby Apple is having a "Picture Princess" contest. I may be a little biased, but I am pretty sure that Keira is the cutest baby girl ever! Keira has brought a light into our home that is unexplainable. Her beautiful blue eyes and gorgeous eyelashes are so perfect. She has the cutest dimples which help to emphasize those chubby cheeks! I love the way that her face lights up when her brothers come into the room, and the adoring way she looks at her daddy. She has a way of grabbing the attention of everyone she sees. There is no mistaking her "Princess" status in our family. We love her so much! The little girls and little girls dresses from Shabby Baby are so cute, I love this one.&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-84-queen-of-hearts.aspx"&gt;http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-84-queen-of-hearts.aspx&lt;/a&gt; I think it would look so perfect on Keira! I am sure that Keira will always be a picture princess!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311349690848621762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbW0ZzDptMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3RDF2wFhmaQ/s320/CIMG0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311349689924268546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbW0ZvnRMgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5aGrClS566A/s320/CIMG0663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311349700688925810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbW0aXtw1HI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kXgagE_PmLo/s320/CIMG0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6915239984607107378?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6915239984607107378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6915239984607107378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6915239984607107378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6915239984607107378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6915239984607107378' title='Picture princess'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SbW0ZzDptMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3RDF2wFhmaQ/s72-c/CIMG0751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-1315999341716607884</id><published>2009-02-25T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:22:21.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, or something like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This past weekend, we got to go to Chuck E. Cheese with my family. It was a birthday party for my niece Paige (3) and my nephew Conner (1). Fun was had by all! Thanks Lori and Becca for inviting us and including us in all of your fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306790275148747714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaWBo3-9E8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/EWwRy-bxXqk/s320/CIMG0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306790265372076146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaWBoTkA6HI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pl8fbebxnlE/s320/CIMG0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306790272415140018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaWBotzNiLI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8wSbypDxILs/s320/CIMG0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-1315999341716607884?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/1315999341716607884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=1315999341716607884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1315999341716607884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1315999341716607884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#1315999341716607884' title='Fun, or something like that'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaWBo3-9E8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/EWwRy-bxXqk/s72-c/CIMG0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-8174480974864298324</id><published>2009-02-25T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:29:32.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What a liar I turned out to be! I told Keira that avocados were yummy, apparently she does not agree!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306787531947226434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaV_JMwvtUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bEEuTt95vPs/s320/CIMG0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306787528840164578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaV_JBL9tOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/J8NZ46yhhIg/s320/CIMG0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Poor baby!  She just held them like that in her mouth untill they all got pushed out by her slobber or her tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306787538416905186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaV_Jk3PK-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/8Qbq5pYpD1c/s320/CIMG0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a stubborn little stinker!  I wish I knew where that trait came from!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-8174480974864298324?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/8174480974864298324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=8174480974864298324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8174480974864298324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8174480974864298324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8174480974864298324' title='LIAR!!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SaV_JMwvtUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bEEuTt95vPs/s72-c/CIMG0777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-7287817515406265119</id><published>2009-02-11T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:57:01.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots and Razor blades!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301615454624327826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZMfKrSaqJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4Vp_XwyFb8w/s320/CIMG0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;While getting the boys hair cut last week, our hair dresser finds a mole behind Jace's ear with a black spot on it. I am pretty paranoid, and I know that the spot wasn't on it during the summer when I buzzed his hair, so we went to see the doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When we got there, I told him in the car what a black spot could mean and that the doctor was going to have to cut it off to test it and make sure he is still healthy. He FREAKED OUT! He was NOT going to go in! He decided that he would rather have cancer than get his mole cut off!  So, I offered him a piece of gum. It worked! He did really good. His eyes got good and watery when they gave him the shot to numb it, but nothing spilled out. He said later that he couldn't even feel it when they cut it off, and it still didn't hurt. What a trooper. He earned his favorite candy bar for all of his bravery, a plain Jane Hershey's bar. We will know in about a week if they find anything wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-7287817515406265119?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/7287817515406265119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=7287817515406265119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7287817515406265119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7287817515406265119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#7287817515406265119' title='Shots and Razor blades!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZMfKrSaqJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4Vp_XwyFb8w/s72-c/CIMG0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-3066935874076984920</id><published>2009-02-11T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:30:57.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301613070947416114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZMc_7ZjeDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/et_r_S1_mtc/s320/CIMG0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;My little friend Ashton is way more observant than I give him credit for. We got a giant #3 balloon for Gabriel, and on the way home, Ashton asks why he didn't get a #5 for his birthday. I didn't really have an answer for that, so he asks me if he can have the #3. I told him no, it was for Gabriel. Gabriel wasn't going to get any birthday presents, so he gets balloons. He then tells me that we could just bury Gabriel's presents and then he would get them in heaven (we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; Gabriel, and he is in heaven, so why wouldn't it work for presents?). I told him that it just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work that way. After we got home he brings me a penny and says "Hey mom, I'll give you my penny for the #3 balloon." I said no, and that I didn't need his penny. So his reply "Yes you do, because you are running out of money." Well, you are right Ashton, but unfortunately your penny isn't going to do me much good! Funny kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3066935874076984920?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3066935874076984920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3066935874076984920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3066935874076984920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3066935874076984920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#3066935874076984920' title='Money'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZMc_7ZjeDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/et_r_S1_mtc/s72-c/CIMG0757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2959932590310598257</id><published>2009-02-09T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:05:22.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gabie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfRMJ9AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/cFEmOxwrukQ/s1600-h/03660011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301045161861182466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfRMJ9AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/cFEmOxwrukQ/s320/03660011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfWyWixI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Nv9kK0djHic/s1600-h/03660009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301045163363568402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfWyWixI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Nv9kK0djHic/s320/03660009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfEP-1bI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z5E3QgW26DY/s1600-h/03660006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301045158387570098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfEP-1bI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z5E3QgW26DY/s320/03660006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today is my sweet angel's birthday. Not my favorite day of the year. This year I delt with it a little differently. I didn't insist on just sitting around crying! There was crying, but not constant. On Saturday, we went bowling with Grandma and Grandpa Bateman, and Grandma and Grandpa Pettit. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043212843041874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEWt0iBRFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YS4rAtYmlPw/s320/CIMG0744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042160806013730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEVwlY2KyI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8RAqw_dzIOo/s320/CIMG0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042149687738610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEVv7-CwPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/EQV-9D_Zazk/s320/CIMG0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042153997617778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEVwMBmSnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kgMNQ97JdhY/s320/CIMG0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042158383756466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEVwcXVdLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nA8QT-b_VXc/s320/CIMG0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042150055288162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEVv9VrHWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yXzdw-1ZDb8/s320/CIMG0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We only had one lane, something we will have to fix next time, but had a great time anyway. It would have been more fun if the birthday boy could have attended his party, but we made the best of it. Today, the kids and I took a banner and some balloons to the cemetary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043231229418690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEWu5BrHMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BPSo3pRkixI/s320/CIMG0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043227084317570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEWuplZ44I/AAAAAAAAAIA/xB_BFRP8M8M/s320/CIMG0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043222576965138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEWuYyxJhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J4LiRcFKge0/s320/CIMG0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We let one go from each of us, and tied the rest up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043985791059026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEXaz_MBFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Kk8s4ukE6tM/s320/CIMG0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043229866730690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEWuz8yJMI/AAAAAAAAAII/TCA8C_MFeSA/s320/CIMG0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then we went and had dinner, cake and Icecream at Grandma Gail's. I am so greatful that I have them here to help me through this stuff. The Cake was not real extravagent, but hey, I don't really feel like cake baking today! I'll do better when he can tell me what he wants on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301043992716704834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEXbNyY_EI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3IfPn51kPH0/s320/CIMG0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We missed daddy who was at school. Hopefully he'll be able to attend next year's party. We love you little man! We desperatly hope to see you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6382928216071836646-2959932590310598257?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2959932590310598257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2959932590310598257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2959932590310598257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2959932590310598257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2959932590310598257' title='Happy Birthday Gabie!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SZEYfRMJ9AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/cFEmOxwrukQ/s72-c/03660011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-9087920184726343064</id><published>2009-02-04T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:10:56.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You?...</title><content type='html'>Copy and paste the list. Bold the things you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/span&gt; 2. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt; 3. Played in a band 4. Visited Hawaii 5. Watched a meteor shower 6. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt; 7. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/span&gt; 8. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt; 9. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Held a praying mantis&lt;/span&gt; 10. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sang a solo&lt;/span&gt; 11. Bungee jumped 12. Visited Paris 13. Watched a lightning storm at sea 14.Taught yourself an art from scratch 15. Adopted a child 16. Had food poisoning 17. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt; (Ok, maybe not to the top, but definately to the top of the base!)18. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grown your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;  19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France 20. Slept on an overnight train 21. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt; 22.hitch hiked 23. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/span&gt; 24. Built a snow fort 25. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt; 26. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt; 27. Run a 1/2 Marathon 28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice 29. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/span&gt; 30. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset &lt;/span&gt;31.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hit a home run.&lt;/span&gt; 32.been on a cruise 33. Seen Niagara Falls in person 34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors 35. Seen an Amish community 36. Taught yourself a new language 37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied 38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person 39. Gone rock climbing 40. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;/span&gt; (Really just the one in vegas!)41. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt; 42. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt &lt;/span&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant 44. Visited Africa 45. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt; 46. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/span&gt; (With Gabriel) 47. Had your portrait painted 48. Gone deep sea fishing 49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person 50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris 51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling 52. Kissed in the rain 53. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt; 54. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt; 55. Been in a movie 56. Visited the Great Wall of China 57. Started a business 58. Taken a martial arts class 59. Visited Russia 60. Served at a soup kitchen 61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies 62. Gone whale watching 63. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/span&gt; 64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma 65. Gone sky diving 66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp 67. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt; 68. Flown in a helicopter 69. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy &lt;/span&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial 71. Eaten Caviar 72. Pieced a quilt 73. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stood in Times Square &lt;/span&gt;74. Toured the Everglades 75. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been fired from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angjamison.blogspot.com/%20/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London 77. Broken a bone. 78.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/span&gt; 79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person 80. Published a book 81. Visited the Vatican 82. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;/span&gt; 83. Walked in Jerusalem 84. Had your picture in the newspaper 85. Read the entire Bible 86. Visited the White House 87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating 88. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/span&gt; 89. Saved someone’s life 90. Sat on a jury 91. Met someone famous 92. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joined a book club&lt;/span&gt; 93. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt; 94. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had a baby&lt;/span&gt; 95. Seen the Alamo in person 96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake 97. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been involved in a law suit&lt;/span&gt; 98. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Owned a cell phone&lt;/span&gt; 99. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been stung by a bee&lt;/span&gt; 100.Made amends with someone who offended you 101. Flew in a small Cessna plane with just you and the pilot 102. Ran out of gas 103. Eaten fried okra 104. Swam in the Caribbean Sea 105. Peed in a swimming pool 106. Stayed in a beach house 107. Hosted an exchange student 108. Been a Secret Santa to a family in need 109. Worked on a political campaign 110. Coached a sports team 111. Baked bread from scratch 112. Driven from coast to coast 113. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Paid off all of your debt&lt;/span&gt; 114. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Roast marshmallows over a campfire&lt;/span&gt;.115 &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cut up a credit card&lt;/span&gt; 116. Drove a car through a flood 117. Been on t.v 118. Had braces  119. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Been to the top of the twin towers in NY.&lt;/span&gt; 120. Have played in both the Atlantic &amp;amp; Pacific Oceans 121. Been to ground zero 122. Bite my fingernails 123. Likes to scrapbook 124. Hates pie 125. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Visited Mexico&lt;/span&gt; 126. Seen a Tornado in person 127. Have ever been lost at sea! 128. kisses a frog. 129. Gave birth to twins. 130. Received 2 moving violation tickets in 1 day. 131.Been Life Flighted. 132. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;swore&lt;/span&gt; 133. stranded in a motel for Christmas. 134. Been in 2 countries at once! 135. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Never tasted any kind of alcohol. 136. Floated down the canal in inner tubes and once a bathtub &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;137. Sunk and almost got stuck knee deep in a manure pit. (or as we called it..jigglies) 136. Been to Mount St. Helens&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-9087920184726343064?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/9087920184726343064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=9087920184726343064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9087920184726343064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9087920184726343064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#9087920184726343064' title='Have You?...'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-3361708335691832309</id><published>2009-01-28T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:29:57.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Branden and Jace got their report cards last week for the second quarter.  I am such a proud mommy!  They are both doing exelent!  There are comments from both teachers about diffuculty in obeying and keeping mouths shut, but their scores are both really high.  In Branden's packet there is a reading fluency sheet that shows they should read 90 words per minute at the end of second grade.  Branden's scoring in the 145 correct words per minute range.  I am so proud!  I love to read, and apparntly it has worn off on someone!  Good job boys, I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3361708335691832309?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3361708335691832309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3361708335691832309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3361708335691832309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3361708335691832309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3361708335691832309' title='Report cards'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-1163715899206176979</id><published>2009-01-28T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:15:25.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;While confusion usually runs rampant in my home, I have discovered that I have also caused confusion amongst those of you who read my blog. I am prepared to clear that up today. I have been informed that nobody can figure out what my ID picture is. Is it really that unclear? I saw that picture and knew that I had to use it, first of all, because it sums up our lives perfectly, secondly because it is so characteristic of the friend who took it! This is a picture which Ashton took of himself when I wasn't looking. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296563134928830466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SYEsG9vcwAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IHCkKUy9F9s/s320/Picture+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He actually took close to 50 pictures! Last year, we got him one of those Fisher Price camera's for Christmas, but apparently mine is still more fun. I deleted most of them, and only kept the ones that made me laugh the hardest. So, without further delay, here are some of his masterpieces for you to enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296563138424440866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SYEsHKw3iCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/C0-TAqtjpfM/s320/Picture+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296563139051374530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SYEsHNGVx8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/4BhgQXUxehE/s320/Picture+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296563146142001698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SYEsHng4KiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UBYawfsYBx8/s320/Picture+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Most of his pictures are of the floor, the ceiling, a door knob, a light switch, or even something as beautiful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intriguing&lt;/span&gt; as his nostrils!  What a goofball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-1163715899206176979?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/1163715899206176979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=1163715899206176979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1163715899206176979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/1163715899206176979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1163715899206176979' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SYEsG9vcwAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IHCkKUy9F9s/s72-c/Picture+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2845689476507697969</id><published>2009-01-01T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:16:48.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544989087520338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2UqIOu1lI/AAAAAAAAAF4/C_KOSVREUR8/s320/CIMG0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keira got to go on her first sledding trip a few days ago. What fun! No, she didn't actually go sledding, but she got to watch and that was pretty fun for her. We are super lucky that we have a good sledding spot across the street from our house!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544992482368178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2UqU4IGrI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zCZGsSQSZxY/s320/CIMG0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286545002936289650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2Uq70iSXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_73GMuGltiA/s320/CIMG0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286545006933151138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2UrKtdjaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/w1tigRdTzvY/s320/CIMG0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286545010595114818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2UrYWir0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/ccVK8PN3w3w/s320/CIMG0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2845689476507697969?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2845689476507697969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2845689476507697969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2845689476507697969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2845689476507697969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2845689476507697969' title='Sledding'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2UqIOu1lI/AAAAAAAAAF4/C_KOSVREUR8/s72-c/CIMG0701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-4904782615226268012</id><published>2009-01-01T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:17:40.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286542269193991090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2SLz1lM7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rqUvnrQzzKA/s320/CIMG0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;! Christmas made it! (and so did I!!) We had a pretty good haul over all. It was fairly meager &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;compared&lt;/span&gt; to our previous Christmases, But I loved it that way. The boys each got a shirt, new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;, a basket ball, one special gift, and a game to share. We also got some new leap pad books to share. Branden got a BB gun, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; got a electronic drum pad, and Ashton got a scooter. And the gift of choice, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286542285956124018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2SMyR_DXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zAcxumvsUlE/s320/CIMG0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286542294765599074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2SNTGU-WI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MFyVZaIBLHw/s320/CIMG0682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286542278136306482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2SMVJmGzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7zVdnW0I15E/s320/CIMG0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; got a few little toys, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; need too much yet! She got her very first baby doll (thanks aunt Jo!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286542298621484498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2SNhdpHdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oVJYsvwQrlQ/s320/CIMG0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; super early this year so that daddy could go to work at 8:00. After he had left, we had breakfast, got dressed, and headed to Grandma Gail's. We opened gifts there and hopped in their car to head to Salt Lake. We saw Grandma Cookie and Grandpa George, and all of the cousins in the process. It was a fun, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; day. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; glad it is over! We went back to Salt Lake to have a party with Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa Mel on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. This year was kind of a bummer, Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Breithaupt&lt;/span&gt; was going to spend Christmas with us, but got sick and passed away the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;. Monday the 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was a beautiful funeral with some very nice music from Ryan's cousin's. I wanted my kids to attend so that they could see all of the honors given to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;veteran&lt;/span&gt; of the armed forces. It was neat to see the flag ceremony, the gun salute and the playing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tapps&lt;/span&gt;. We are so lucky to have people like Louis Mathias Von &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Breithaupt&lt;/span&gt; who are so willing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;serve&lt;/span&gt; our country and protect our freedoms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the Christmas season, and even more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the end of it! Time to slow down!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan broke his had a few weeks ago playing basketball, and despite having a cast stinking up the place, it hasn't healed. He was hoping to have it off in time to go to his post training, but instead, it looks like surgery is in his near future. We'll know for sure hopefully tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-4904782615226268012?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/4904782615226268012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=4904782615226268012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4904782615226268012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4904782615226268012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#4904782615226268012' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SV2SLz1lM7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rqUvnrQzzKA/s72-c/CIMG0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-9115535553683504472</id><published>2008-12-22T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:34:38.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rock Star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ashton: I'm going to comb the front of my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me:OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ashton:It is cool like this. (while combing two combs together towards the center of his forhead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: Yup, that is pretty cool! Do you want to wear it to school like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ashton: Yea, everyone will think it's super cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: OK, I'm sure that they will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ashton: I could be a ROCK STAR with this hair! (while doing the rock star stance and playing air guitar) But without the guitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: You are right, you could totally be a rock star with that hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282730813752854994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SVAHr52_ydI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OqeNrUBcVTg/s320/CIMG0666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-9115535553683504472?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/9115535553683504472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=9115535553683504472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9115535553683504472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/9115535553683504472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#9115535553683504472' title='My Rock Star!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SVAHr52_ydI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OqeNrUBcVTg/s72-c/CIMG0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-4350913364709535464</id><published>2008-12-18T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:36:57.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SUrjiPMTLrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/s_voiMYL43g/s320/CIMG0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ashton turned the big 5 yesterday. Wow, I must be getting old! He was so excited. He asked for a monster truck cake, so we put a giant monster truck in the chocolate frosting running over all of the little hot wheels cars. It turned out perfect for him. He even helped with the frosting and the car and rock placement! He got two awsome presents. Grandma Gail got him a crazy loud pull my hair out robot. It talks, walks, and shoots everything. Super cool! After seeing his cousin Caleb's hot wheels toy, Ashton decided he needed one for his birthday. It is also super loud and I can't wait for the bateries to die! It makes comments like "Stay out of my town hot wheels!" I can just tell that this year with Ashes is going to rock! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281283693509808658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SUrjia23EhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rGr1guTqwjk/s320/CIMG0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3970982673873058657?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3970982673873058657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3970982673873058657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3970982673873058657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3970982673873058657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3970982673873058657' title='Ashton is 5!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SUrjiPMTLrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/s_voiMYL43g/s72-c/CIMG0656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6334509429457679881</id><published>2008-12-18T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:16:40.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Branden's school is lucky enough to be part of a program called "R.A.D. Kids"  It teaches them personal safety.  Branden really loved his class, and was excited to teach his brothers his Rad kids "skills".  At the end of the program, they had a graduation.  It was fun to see all of the second graders kicking and hitting the man who was kind enough to volunteer to be the "bad guy".  All I have to say is don't mess with my kids!  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I have read other people's opinions on it, and found them very interesting however. I did read all 4 books, but did not necesarily love them. It was a classic teen crush story with far more passion than any teenager should experience. If she was my daughter, I'd FREAK OUT! My friend Teri posted this link on Facebook, and I laughed my butt off! This is so how I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ericdsnider.com/snide/my-rejected-twilight-screenplay/"&gt;http://www.ericdsnider.com/snide/my-rejected-twilight-screenplay/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some funny crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3720684401725410487?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3720684401725410487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3720684401725410487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3720684401725410487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3720684401725410487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3720684401725410487' title='Twilight Movie'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-3596387766215641083</id><published>2008-11-19T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:26:09.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, I got hit with just about every tag thing out there!  But I love my baby, so this should be easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10 things we love about Keira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love Keira's strawbery blond hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love her dimples (all 58 of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love how light weight she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love her laugh (we've only heard it twice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love how willing she is to smile at everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love that she is not a puker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love that she is a good sleeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love that she loves us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love that she has brought so much joy to our home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We love her big, beautiful, bright eyes framed by ultra long snuffeluppagus eyelashes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know lots of people with babies.. I tag Andrea, Jilean, Tori, Tayna, Aimee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-3596387766215641083?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/3596387766215641083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=3596387766215641083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3596387766215641083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/3596387766215641083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3596387766215641083' title='Baby Tag'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-2818795252778385809</id><published>2008-11-19T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:45:21.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>What A Turkey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here is my favorite Ashton singing the song he learned in Pre-school today.  The words are "A turkey's such a silly bird, his head goes wobble wobble.  He always makes a silly sound GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="322" height="284" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9b6b00c78c1c8db6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b6b00c78c1c8db6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D838B4FB6F8B14E0D29A857D9E07DA5DB48394983.3DA616FF165062BF44708F00674A21255F9E45BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b6b00c78c1c8db6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUDXXI6mmcE13h4hm4mV8l2uYlP0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="322" height="284" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b6b00c78c1c8db6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331044345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D838B4FB6F8B14E0D29A857D9E07DA5DB48394983.3DA616FF165062BF44708F00674A21255F9E45BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b6b00c78c1c8db6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUDXXI6mmcE13h4hm4mV8l2uYlP0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I just love this kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-2818795252778385809?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9b6b00c78c1c8db6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/2818795252778385809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=2818795252778385809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2818795252778385809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/2818795252778385809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2818795252778385809' title='What A Turkey!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-6573042633405859233</id><published>2008-11-15T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:35:19.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, no tag-backs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;5 things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;10 years ago (I can't even remember yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;1. I was still single!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;2. working at Founders Title as a recorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;3. Thinking of buying a house. ( I was still a dreamer then!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;4. considering a mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5. Trying to pay for that really fun party at USU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5 things on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;toady's&lt;/span&gt; to do list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;1. laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;2. dinner for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bonko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;3. keeping to kids quiet so Ryan can sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;4. practice for primary program with my kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5. dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5 snacks I enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;1. chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;2. fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vegies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;4. cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Swedish&lt;/span&gt; fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5 places I have lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;1. West Jordan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;UT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;2. Logan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Levan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;UT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5 jobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;1.Bridal consultant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;2. fast food employee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;3. Phone surveys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;4. customer service/ document recorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;5. delinquent property &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;taxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-6573042633405859233?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/6573042633405859233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=6573042633405859233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6573042633405859233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/6573042633405859233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6573042633405859233' title='Hey, no tag-backs!'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-149676874646075009</id><published>2008-11-10T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:08:48.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag!! (Thanks Brianna!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 favorite TV shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Days of our lives (really I hate it, why am I still watching every day?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;30 Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My Name Is Earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 Favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Restaurants&lt;/span&gt; (assuming I actually went to restaurants!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;La Vignia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Souper salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Outback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Any place that searves food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 things that happened yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Took care of a sick kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;went to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ate a yummy dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hugged my babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;visited Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;watched Amazing Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;watched The Ant Bully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;visited with my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 things I'm looking forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The 2nd comming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Seeing Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hugging Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Next summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Retirement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;bed time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Being done with Christmas shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 things on my wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;being debt free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;all of my children in one place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;being a little less "fluffy" (ok, really alot less fluffy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;lazer hair removal (I'm with you on that one Brianna!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;a full nights sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;no more poopy pants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;no more wet pants, cause pee stinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;being done with laundry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;8 people I'm tagging (Do I know 8 people?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Brena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tayna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jaylynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Leah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-149676874646075009?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/149676874646075009/comments/default' title='Post 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(Thanks Brianna!)'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-5531243705757551102</id><published>2008-11-08T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:31:22.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Gabie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yesterday was the year and a half anniversary of my beautiful son's death. Not such a super thing for me. I thought I'd share some of my favorite pictures of him&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;so that you can all see how perfect and sweet he was!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;I'm not so great at this posting thing, so the pictures are set up kind of weird.  Deal!  I did the best I could!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBrKvFS2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OFtOC4Xswbk/s1600-h/me+and+gabie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266539392872565602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBrKvFS2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OFtOC4Xswbk/s320/me+and+gabie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBrYJ7GYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4z1Gsj7rQf0/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266539396474804610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBrYJ7GYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4z1Gsj7rQf0/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBq2G-OvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-xY2IQFN2tk/s1600-h/tree2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266539387335621362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBq2G-OvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-xY2IQFN2tk/s320/tree2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAmHzQbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lR5yV8PwzFk/s1600-h/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266538206673792338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAmHzQbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lR5yV8PwzFk/s320/tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAlw2FltI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rMGn0Ow5VUQ/s1600-h/headstone2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266538200511649490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAlw2FltI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rMGn0Ow5VUQ/s320/headstone2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAledtTiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HvPcBumNEPA/s1600-h/headstone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266538195577556514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAledtTiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HvPcBumNEPA/s320/headstone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAlM6wTgI/AAAAAAAAADw/A986VU45Wrw/s1600-h/gabe+hospital.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266538190867549698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAlM6wTgI/AAAAAAAAADw/A986VU45Wrw/s320/gabe+hospital.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAk4dPKkI/AAAAAAAAADo/tEWPtqOAzF0/s1600-h/gabe21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266538185375033922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaAk4dPKkI/AAAAAAAAADo/tEWPtqOAzF0/s320/gabe21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_yY3xUEI/AAAAAAAAADg/7GAIPFnCtdw/s1600-h/gabe15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266537317902929986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_yY3xUEI/AAAAAAAAADg/7GAIPFnCtdw/s320/gabe15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_x5GSd-I/AAAAAAAAADY/x94Y0Ay7Rf0/s1600-h/gabe10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266537309373888482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_x5GSd-I/AAAAAAAAADY/x94Y0Ay7Rf0/s320/gabe10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_xtbfO2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/f1kgZ6W1wJQ/s1600-h/boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266537306241579874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_xtbfO2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/f1kgZ6W1wJQ/s320/boys.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_xXdJReI/AAAAAAAAADI/1X5AxH097GE/s1600-h/blessing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266537300342949346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_xXdJReI/AAAAAAAAADI/1X5AxH097GE/s320/blessing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_xO4RymI/AAAAAAAAADA/khu8zktttpI/s1600-h/03660009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266537298040834658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRZ_xO4RymI/AAAAAAAAADA/khu8zktttpI/s320/03660009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;We miss you so much and love you more every day!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6382928216071836646-5531243705757551102?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/5531243705757551102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=5531243705757551102' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/5531243705757551102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/5531243705757551102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5531243705757551102' title='Baby Gabie'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRaBrKvFS2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OFtOC4Xswbk/s72-c/me+and+gabie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-7219693364883972954</id><published>2008-11-04T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:55:07.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats as big as trees?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;So, we have always incouraged our kids to say their prayers by themselves and they have always done pretty good. After a while though, they all had the same prayer. Ryan gave them the how to pray talk and things changed. They all do very well still, they pray for exactly what they want. Ashton's new prayer goes something like this: We thank Thee for this day, we thank Thee that we won't have any bad dreams, or scary dreams, or beary dreams (dreams with bears), or dreams with fur in them, or dreams with cats as big as trees.... WHAT? Where do they come up with this stuff? This is the only time ever that I have heard anything about cats as big as trees. And what is with the dreams with fur? I think I would like a dream with fur in it. It sounds warm and soft, not scary.. but what do I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264954753424535458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDgdAxfr6I/AAAAAAAAABg/l87s3Y9xCSw/s320/CIMG0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;We had our first pinewood derby this last week. What an experience. I was all prepared for the tantrum that would follow the inevitable defeat of our first derby car (which was a replica of Ryan's old Chevy truck). By some miracle, we almost won the whole thing! Branden ended up taking 2nd place overall, and just barely lost 1st place. He was all sorts of excited! All in all it was a pretty fun pack meeting. The first of MANY to come with all of my boys! This is going to be ultra fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264954760127795298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDgdZvrUGI/AAAAAAAAABo/e_5Q2cfgfq4/s320/CIMG0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-7219693364883972954?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/7219693364883972954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=7219693364883972954' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7219693364883972954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/7219693364883972954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7219693364883972954' title='Cats as big as trees?'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDgdAxfr6I/AAAAAAAAABg/l87s3Y9xCSw/s72-c/CIMG0608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-4517702366656763298</id><published>2008-11-03T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:23:57.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Branden as the guy from Scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmJ_zpbII/AAAAAAAAAC4/AYV_7e9hmuI/s1600-h/CIMG0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264961023817378946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmJ_zpbII/AAAAAAAAAC4/AYV_7e9hmuI/s320/CIMG0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;I love Trunk-r-treating! Where else can you get more candy than your kids can handle and get all of yours passed out in half and hour? Then you get to go home and relax for the rest of the night. Not to mention that you can see your kids the whole time and, (at least in our town) you know everyone who is giving candy to them. Best thing ever!&lt;br /&gt;Jace as the "snake ninja"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264961013137965186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmJYBegII/AAAAAAAAACw/neGxZBdE_V4/s320/CIMG0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;This year, after dinner at the church and trunk-r-treating, we decided to let the boys stay up as late as they wanted. They outlasted us! We went to bed at 11:30ish, Ashton said that the clock had two 1's one 2 and one 7 when he went to bed. I'm guessing 12:17. This is the second time that we have let them do this, so now they ask if they can stay up every weekend. This one worked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ashton as the "red ninja"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264961010727906930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmJPC37nI/AAAAAAAAACo/cD7-9oD6cxM/s320/CIMG0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#009900;"&gt;So, I am posting halloween pictures. After our earlier adventures, it was like pulling teeth to get everyone re-dressed and ready to go. I couldn't decide which costume to use for Keira, so she got to be a lady bug and an elephant. Good times!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264960992441346386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmIK7BKVI/AAAAAAAAACY/-6HohxCob5Q/s320/CIMG0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264960998356092402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmIg9NBfI/AAAAAAAAACg/NqK_pRaYvvk/s320/CIMG0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-4517702366656763298?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/4517702366656763298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=4517702366656763298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4517702366656763298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/4517702366656763298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4517702366656763298' title='Halloween fun'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SRDmJ_zpbII/AAAAAAAAAC4/AYV_7e9hmuI/s72-c/CIMG0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382928216071836646.post-8425693300313194089</id><published>2008-10-31T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:58:37.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m feeling so left out'/><title type='text'>I'm feeling so left out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I feel like such a loser! I am about the last person on earth that is not blogging! My reasoning for takeing so long is that I am really pretty lazy, and if I have free time I would rather spend it sleeping or reading. So, everyone I know is loving this blog thing, (and I love reading them) so I've decided it is time to get off of my lazy butt and join the heard! To start off, Here is the definition to Pandemonium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;wild uproar or unrestrained disorder; tumult or chaos.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;a place or scene of riotous uproar or utter chaos.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;(often initial capital letter) the abode of all the demons.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-VARIANT: small-caps" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=hell"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, this pretty much summs up our family!! Ok, not so much the last one, but every once in a while! Our family consists of Ryan, my awsome husband whom I love so much, me Kay, Our 8 year old son Branden, 6 year old son Jace, 5 year old son Ashton, Gabriel (would be 3 in feb. Passed away in May 2007), and The Princess, Keira; our first girl who is 2 months old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We are so lucky! Our children are such beautiful kids, something just works when you mix us together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, it is halloween, and this year I decided to get the moneys worth out of our costumes. The kids are wearing them all day! we got up and had breakfast, then got dressed and headed to town. I know that sounds silly, but really... we live in a super small town, so we have to go 10 miles to get to anything. We stopped and saw daddy at work, then headed to Grandma Gail's work. After eating a full sized candy bar for an after breakfast snack (Thanks Mary lou!), the boys headed outside to help rake and stomp leaves that were outside of the office. The pizza store next door gave them pizza for helping, then they got to go to the dump to get rid of them (where they really just played in them) and then were treated to Slurpies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Branden informed me that this was the best Halloween ever, and we haven't even gone Trick-or-treating yet. Now I know to start every holiday with manual labor! I love my kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382928216071836646-8425693300313194089?l=pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/feeds/8425693300313194089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382928216071836646&amp;postID=8425693300313194089' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8425693300313194089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382928216071836646/posts/default/8425693300313194089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettitpandemonium.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8425693300313194089' title='I&apos;m feeling so left out'/><author><name>Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12080530466748108469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bwmeaFn77_E/SQy_yVMKrSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tQywDAJWF90/S220/Picture+142.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
