<?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-26256812600313516</id><updated>2011-08-21T04:47:41.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smith Kin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-2021005466801431624</id><published>2010-11-14T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T13:36:23.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Picutres</title><content type='html'>I'll admit, I am not the most committed blogger. I envy when I see how often friends and family blog and when they make those adorable books from all their posts. You think I would be better at this since I live far from my family and they (meaning mostly Jill) bug me constantly for pictures of the kids. Life has been a little busy with a new baby and I haven't been as diligent as I would like. So, I am recommitting myself. I will try to update once a week (I'm shooting for Sundays). For now I'm just playing catch up and will be posting old pictures, but getting them on here non-the-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random shots that I took to send to my family (again meaning mostly Jill) Can't believe how little Salem is. I'm guessing that this was probably around the beginning of July. They grow up soooo fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTjl_WorI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Bio9tUG16dw/s1600/CIMG1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519412624073394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTjl_WorI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Bio9tUG16dw/s400/CIMG1462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTi2W9KOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Z4nmodyaoqE/s1600/CIMG1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519399838165218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTi2W9KOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Z4nmodyaoqE/s400/CIMG1464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTiZct10I/AAAAAAAAAYc/h6W2iZPqIpw/s1600/CIMG1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519392077698882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTiZct10I/AAAAAAAAAYc/h6W2iZPqIpw/s400/CIMG1466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBThls2-3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/bvwjzkCBlok/s1600/CIMG1461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519378186763122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBThls2-3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/bvwjzkCBlok/s400/CIMG1461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBThPWeyQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MncXp73D3tw/s1600/CIMG1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519372187322626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBThPWeyQI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MncXp73D3tw/s400/CIMG1458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-2021005466801431624?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2021005466801431624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=2021005466801431624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2021005466801431624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2021005466801431624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-picutres.html' title='Random Picutres'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBTjl_WorI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Bio9tUG16dw/s72-c/CIMG1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-6402044400582673038</id><published>2010-11-14T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T13:19:24.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping with Daddy</title><content type='html'>Shorty after I had Salem (near the end of June)  Wes took the boys on a camping trip with his sisters and their families.  It was so nice to have the house to myself and the baby.  I was able to just sleep when she slept, clean the house and just relax.  Here are the pictures I got when the boys returned home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ_QPSA_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/g2pR39iqQz4/s1600/CIMG1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516589286753266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ_QPSA_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/g2pR39iqQz4/s400/CIMG1455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash with Uncle Paul.  I think the two became pretty good buddies as him and Auntie K helped out with the boys a ton while I was bed rest, while at the hosptial and after I had the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ_HlkNYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/twEv6tiB11w/s1600/CIMG1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516586964301186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ_HlkNYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/twEv6tiB11w/s400/CIMG1452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison in the water, it looks as if it's really cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ-pF35DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J_FEnO6S_Pc/s1600/CIMG1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516578778309682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ-pF35DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J_FEnO6S_Pc/s400/CIMG1450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging with the cousins in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ-VmIVsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zKTsHXru4to/s1600/CIMG1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516573544896194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ-VmIVsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zKTsHXru4to/s400/CIMG1439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure Edison got a hold of the camera!  He is such a cutie! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-6402044400582673038?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6402044400582673038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=6402044400582673038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6402044400582673038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6402044400582673038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/camping-with-daddy.html' title='Camping with Daddy'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TOBQ_QPSA_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/g2pR39iqQz4/s72-c/CIMG1455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-7563411330445828813</id><published>2010-06-19T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:41:43.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem Alyssa Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are thrilled to announce the birth of our daughter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Salem Alyssa Smith&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born on Sunday, May 30th 2010 @ 3:25am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weighing 6lbs 7oz and measured 18 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484573398260142258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0ecnvaULI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tiVkUZZumbY/s400/CIMG1405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would share a few of the details about the birth cause it's good story. Beware and don't read on if you think hearing about a birth is TMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Dr. for a regular weekly check up on a Wednesday and my blood pressure was high. Up to this point I have had no problems with my blood pressure. It was so high that I was told to go immediately to the hospital, where I was admitted for the night. I was hoping they would just induce me, but the next day I was released on bed rest and had to return to the hospital for non stress tests twice a week to monitor baby and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we returned for the first non stress test. Blood pressure still high, around 160/100 after monitoring it every 5 min for an hour. So, the on call Dr. decided to induce me around 1pm. They had to put me on magnesium sulfate IV (to prevent seizures that might happen cause of the high blood pressure) which I was told has the side effects of being hung over (just a side note, that's why I look hung over in the family picture below) and I would have to continue the IV for 24 hours after the delivery! Not the funnest thing, but I was able to fall asleep at the drop of a hat while I was recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 10 pm I had the epidural and my blood pressure went dangerously low, I felt like I was about to pass out and was really hot and sweating. Wes said I looked gray, and all I remember was that I just had to keep breathing. Everything stabilized and all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3am I was about ready to push and the nurse asks me to push once, then immediately tells me to stop. Wes and the nurse tell me that the sack is coming out, since my water never broke and they didn't do it for me. Nurse Debbie calls for the Dr. and tells them to hurry. All the sudden I felt nauseous! She got me a bucket just in time to not puke all over Wes. In the middle of the vomiting the nurse is telling me not to push and breath, but I didn't know that I was pushing. After the nausea was over I look down on the bed and the baby was there. I had to do a double take, I didn't even have to push. Guess vomiting is a good way to get the baby out. The Dr. made it about a minute after Salem was born. The nurse delivered the baby. She was born in the sack and the nurse had to break it after she came out. Pretty crazy, I'm so glad she is here and a part of our family! She is so adorable and a joy to have with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0eb69DUwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YQPfRc0obr8/s1600/CIMG1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484573386237760258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0eb69DUwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YQPfRc0obr8/s400/CIMG1419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys meeting Salem at the hospital for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0ea2phk8I/AAAAAAAAAXE/xWWa6VtW0dc/s1600/CIMG1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484573367902245826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0ea2phk8I/AAAAAAAAAXE/xWWa6VtW0dc/s400/CIMG1428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0eZ1bbAhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/H6DYs1Z_LWw/s1600/CIMG1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484573350394790418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0eZ1bbAhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/H6DYs1Z_LWw/s400/CIMG1429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is so small, both the boys were about 8 lbs so we haven't had one this tiny. Her ear is about the size of my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0eZbMGgzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/RWFPR1EEn34/s1600/CIMG1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484573343351210802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0eZbMGgzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/RWFPR1EEn34/s400/CIMG1431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first Sunday ready for church. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-7563411330445828813?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7563411330445828813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=7563411330445828813' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/7563411330445828813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/7563411330445828813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/salem-alyssa-smith.html' title='Salem Alyssa Smith'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/TB0ecnvaULI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tiVkUZZumbY/s72-c/CIMG1405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-1555331248157188199</id><published>2010-05-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:42:59.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gila Valley Temple</title><content type='html'>Last week we had the opportunity to go the open house at the Gila (Hee-la) Valley Temple.  It was such a great chance to let the kids see the inside of the temple!  We are so excited that we have a new temple in AZ, too bad it's not any closer than the one we already go to- bummer.  The kids were well behaved and quiet, thank goodness, even after riding in the car for 2.5 hours.  It was such a beautiful temple and Edison really enjoyed all the different rooms.  Cash kept pointing to the building and saying, "temple, temple."    Here are a couple picture we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_tR8JPOIrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/chIlnuglSBQ/s1600/CIMG1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475059865712730802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_tR8JPOIrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/chIlnuglSBQ/s400/CIMG1396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_tR7ub5SsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UduDrb0v0X4/s1600/CIMG1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475059858518133442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_tR7ub5SsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UduDrb0v0X4/s400/CIMG1398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Sunday we were able to attend the dedication at our chapel via satellite.  We enjoyed to reverence with out our children and loved to see President Monson speak.  He was pretty cheeky through out telling fun stories of working with President Kimball (who is from the Gila Valley), and joking around while they were outside putting the mortar in the cornerstone.  He got about 5 kids from the crowd outside to have chance at it.  What a great memory for those children!  I thought Edison would of loved that.  How blessed we feel to be able to be a part of the dedication of this temple!&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/26256812600313516-1555331248157188199?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1555331248157188199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=1555331248157188199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1555331248157188199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1555331248157188199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/gila-valley-temple.html' title='Gila Valley Temple'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_tR8JPOIrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/chIlnuglSBQ/s72-c/CIMG1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-1737786941825630650</id><published>2010-05-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:25:05.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Cute Boys</title><content type='html'>Wes took this picture to add to a collage going to his mom for mother's day and I just thought it was too cute!  So I may be a little bias, but I have to say I have some of the cutest kids out there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Mother's day weekend.  First, we celebrated our 6th anniversary with some friends by going to dinner and a movie, thank you to my mother -in- law for watching the kids.  Iron Man was alright and Claim Jumper for dinner was awesome (holy cow they have huge portions!)  Then Wes let me sleep in on Mother's day (every mother's dream, at least mine anyway) and I got breakfast in bed.  This will be my last mother's day with just two, cause next year there will be three...aaahhh we will soon to be out numbered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_Rw0OoIJLI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Qv5Fsc3dSV0/s1600/CIMG1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473123489743905970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_Rw0OoIJLI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Qv5Fsc3dSV0/s400/CIMG1394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-1737786941825630650?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1737786941825630650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=1737786941825630650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1737786941825630650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1737786941825630650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-two-cute-boys.html' title='My Two Cute Boys'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S_Rw0OoIJLI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Qv5Fsc3dSV0/s72-c/CIMG1394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-8840752762071837944</id><published>2010-04-12T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:47:10.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash's Birthday...a little late</title><content type='html'>Well better late than never, right!  I started looking through my camera and realized that I never posted pictures of Cash's birthday. Which was all the way back on January 12th, and last week I posted pictures of Edison birthday.  I didn't want Cash to feel left out.  Since he was only two we just did some cupcakes with our family and didn't get too out of control, cause let's face it, he won't even remember it -why waste the money! &lt;br /&gt;Cash is such a joy in our lives.  Although he is definitely a toddler, I still think of him as my baby! (I'm sure once have the next one in June, I'll feel differently).  I love that he will still cuddle with me and will randomly say "I wove you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYU9HSHzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/nZX5UeBP8wA/s1600/CIMG1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459304290328911666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYU9HSHzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/nZX5UeBP8wA/s400/CIMG1316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the elaborate birthday cupcakes that I made;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYUXyNl5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/REnCOUdH6Dc/s1600/CIMG1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459304280308422546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYUXyNl5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/REnCOUdH6Dc/s400/CIMG1317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got a little scared as I walked toward him with the lights out and the candle burning.  Wasn't quite sure what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYTt3TnWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_r-H0j6q63E/s1600/CIMG1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459304269055499618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYTt3TnWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_r-H0j6q63E/s400/CIMG1318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little less scared now that he realizes that he's going to get some cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYTEMrNCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yNqQYEOdObY/s1600/CIMG1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459304257870836770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYTEMrNCI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yNqQYEOdObY/s400/CIMG1319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to blow out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYSjo7XOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2qXU0u3ENaE/s1600/CIMG1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459304249130966242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYSjo7XOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2qXU0u3ENaE/s400/CIMG1320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving up on blowing out the flame and going for the good stuff!&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/26256812600313516-8840752762071837944?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8840752762071837944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=8840752762071837944' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8840752762071837944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8840752762071837944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/cashs-birthdaya-little-late.html' title='Cash&apos;s Birthday...a little late'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S8NYU9HSHzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/nZX5UeBP8wA/s72-c/CIMG1316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-1088679486701445408</id><published>2010-04-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:26:29.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edison turns 5!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that my first born is already 5.  Although it does &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; seem that I gave birth to him yesterday, it's still hard to grasp that 5 years has gone by already.  They really do grow up fast!  We had a great weekend celebrating!  We finally got Edison out of his toddler bed (he about fit head to toe) when we inherited some bunk beds (thanks Karoline;).  We went to Chuck E. Cheese for some family fun - even though both children are deathly afraid of the characters that walk around- hey, they wanted to go.  Then on Edison's actual birthday we had preschool at our house and had a little party where the kids decorated their own cupcakes and played some games.  And if that wasn't enough we had cake again when daddy came home.  I think that he had as much fun as he could take! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSK0Q0VNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oYHjwKC9pig/s1600/CIMG1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456482769317418194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSK0Q0VNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oYHjwKC9pig/s400/CIMG1374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Chuck E. Cheese riding one of the rides.  He did enjoy it more than his face showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSKfX1DAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/83PN6FtNBg8/s1600/CIMG1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456482763709680642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSKfX1DAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/83PN6FtNBg8/s400/CIMG1376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash and Edison riding the helicopter at Chuck E. Cheese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSJZ8AU0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/Y8fjgMkUV6U/s1600/CIMG1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456482745070932802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSJZ8AU0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/Y8fjgMkUV6U/s400/CIMG1378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preschool kids decorating their cupcakes.  They didn't even make half the mess I was imagining they would.  It was fun to see how different they all turned out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSJOiEePI/AAAAAAAAAUs/73A2Vk497C8/s1600/CIMG1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456482742009362674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSJOiEePI/AAAAAAAAAUs/73A2Vk497C8/s400/CIMG1379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison's creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSIvfev4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7daOB2s2WLM/s1600/CIMG1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456482733677002626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSIvfev4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7daOB2s2WLM/s400/CIMG1380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His birthday cake with the family.  Can you tell that he has been anticipating his 5th birthday for a while?  He says "now that I'm five..." all the time.  We love you Edison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-1088679486701445408?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1088679486701445408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=1088679486701445408' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1088679486701445408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1088679486701445408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/edison-turns-5.html' title='Edison turns 5!!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S7lSK0Q0VNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oYHjwKC9pig/s72-c/CIMG1374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-3724651882886557621</id><published>2010-01-15T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:21:46.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Fun</title><content type='html'>Here I am posting about July in January!  For some of you in colder weather might be wishing for summer to come soon, but since it's only in the 60's here during the winter...summer can wait.  The past summer we had tons of fun swimming all the time.  Cash loves the water and Edsion has finally loosened up the death grip on me (start of summer) and has learned to be on his own with floaties (end of summer)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do2hCLnzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ooC2PQ22Ymw/s1600-h/CIMG1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427093574259547954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do2hCLnzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ooC2PQ22Ymw/s400/CIMG1242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           One popsicle was not enough for this boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do2C2iYnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/jjkmq40PQHg/s1600-h/CIMG1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427093566157644402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do2C2iYnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/jjkmq40PQHg/s400/CIMG1240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Notice the dripping down the belly, he is such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do1iJcJaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/sIZSKXVa45o/s1600-h/CIMG1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427093557378557346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do1iJcJaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/sIZSKXVa45o/s400/CIMG1235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is Edison on his own in the pool!  He made leaps and bounds this summer!!  We are so proud of him (and hoping that he starts where he left off this summer).&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/26256812600313516-3724651882886557621?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3724651882886557621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=3724651882886557621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3724651882886557621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3724651882886557621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/summertime-fun.html' title='Summertime Fun'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S1Do2hCLnzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ooC2PQ22Ymw/s72-c/CIMG1242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-397438217818633216</id><published>2010-01-14T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:30:13.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is That a Big Truck or What?!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I'm really behind on my blog, I know, I know.  So I'm trying to catch up.  This picture is from ages ago when we visited a mine near our home.  Not the one where Wes works, but we are always interested in going to see the big trucks and such because: 1) we have boys and  2) Wes works at a mine.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426802661035062178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S0_gRI0js6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/tBdQFXXNETo/s400/CIMG1234.JPG" /&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/26256812600313516-397438217818633216?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/397438217818633216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=397438217818633216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/397438217818633216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/397438217818633216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-that-big-truck-or-what.html' title='Is That a Big Truck or What?!!!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/S0_gRI0js6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/tBdQFXXNETo/s72-c/CIMG1234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-4115282082113260635</id><published>2009-10-16T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:51:04.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dog, Gus</title><content type='html'>After about six months of Edison begging for a dog, I finally caved a few months ago. Here are some pictures of Gus (as he was about 4 months ago). He is half Dachshund and half Chihuahua. In the pictures his legs look kind of short, but now he just looks like a Chihuahua, to me anyway. Of course the newness has worn off and now he is just the boring 'ol dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLfwKD4JI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sg8jh6HXBl4/s1600-h/CIMG1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393354668883828882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLfwKD4JI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sg8jh6HXBl4/s400/CIMG1227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLfWfp1sI/AAAAAAAAATs/z5JzCXmYF8I/s1600-h/CIMG1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393354661995075266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLfWfp1sI/AAAAAAAAATs/z5JzCXmYF8I/s400/CIMG1226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLegyhYTI/AAAAAAAAATk/v7c_mWzQd-4/s1600-h/CIMG1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393354647578698034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLegyhYTI/AAAAAAAAATk/v7c_mWzQd-4/s400/CIMG1225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLeOKYiFI/AAAAAAAAATc/08dbj1f7qYA/s1600-h/CIMG1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393354642578507858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLeOKYiFI/AAAAAAAAATc/08dbj1f7qYA/s400/CIMG1224.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-4115282082113260635?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4115282082113260635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=4115282082113260635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/4115282082113260635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/4115282082113260635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-dog-gus.html' title='Our Dog, Gus'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/StkLfwKD4JI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sg8jh6HXBl4/s72-c/CIMG1227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-3857189995022779650</id><published>2009-07-27T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:17:35.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>As you all know I'm not a huge fan of camping, but I got to plan the ward camp out this year.  Since I was in charge I had (sorry, got to) attend.  I was pretty excited cause we went and checked out the camp site a couple of months ago and it was very clean and the nicest camp site I've seen -which isn't saying much, but there you have it.  We had a good time.  The kids were good, there was a good turn out, and it was great getting to know some of the ward members a little better.  The only down point was a little rain while some people were arriving and making their dinners.  But it let up and we were able to have some s'mores!  Now for planning next year... I think we will go in June instead of July and to try to avoid the monsoons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zVpJw1mI/AAAAAAAAATM/BuUzwQbiHg4/s1600-h/CIMG1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363280653161911906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zVpJw1mI/AAAAAAAAATM/BuUzwQbiHg4/s400/CIMG1221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is your classic camping picture with the tent in the backround!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zVGDPgkI/AAAAAAAAATE/w2fURueCk50/s1600-h/CIMG1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363280643739320898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zVGDPgkI/AAAAAAAAATE/w2fURueCk50/s400/CIMG1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wes was kind enough to help some people set up there tent before the rain,  he was soaked from the walk back cause they got it up just in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zU4D6CWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T2knVOMM9Yc/s1600-h/CIMG1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363280639984011618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zU4D6CWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T2knVOMM9Yc/s400/CIMG1218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison staying dry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-3857189995022779650?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3857189995022779650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=3857189995022779650' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3857189995022779650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3857189995022779650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sm4zVpJw1mI/AAAAAAAAATM/BuUzwQbiHg4/s72-c/CIMG1221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-8145780716807221626</id><published>2009-07-26T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:51:42.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash's Bonk</title><content type='html'>Well we are almost up to speed with the blog. This inncident happened about 10 days ago. We were at my sister-in-law's eating a popsicle after swimming. Cash was on a bar stool and I thought he would be fine.  Then all of the sudden he was scooting over the edge, wacks his head on another bar stool and hits the floor! Hitting the floor wasn't the problem, it was the wack to the head on the way down that really did the damage.  There was no blood and he only cried for a couple of minutes so I figured he was fine.  We took him home and put him down for nap time. After he woke up this is what we saw!!  Needless to say, after I saw the goose egg I was really worried!! He didn't have any signs of a concussion, so we didn't take him to the Dr. (of course this is alway my internal battle when the children are hurt or sick: I don't want to be the over obessive mother always calling the pediatrician about every little scrap or cough, but what if there really is something wrong.)  He is doing much better now, it just looked so aweful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvYPTYziI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sKVqIJKNNrQ/s1600-h/CIMG1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362924455995166242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvYPTYziI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sKVqIJKNNrQ/s400/CIMG1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's about the size of a golf ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvXuQNLjI/AAAAAAAAASs/MOxVe2nVjGA/s1600-h/CIMG1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362924447123451442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvXuQNLjI/AAAAAAAAASs/MOxVe2nVjGA/s400/CIMG1194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My son, the cling-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvXFONsbI/AAAAAAAAASk/DOroOYpiv-Y/s1600-h/CIMG1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362924436109242802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvXFONsbI/AAAAAAAAASk/DOroOYpiv-Y/s400/CIMG1195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was acting totally normal, even smiling for the picture.  That gave me some comfort that it wasn't too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvWneu-II/AAAAAAAAASc/dCKSTo7t8TI/s1600-h/CIMG1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362924428125468802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvWneu-II/AAAAAAAAASc/dCKSTo7t8TI/s400/CIMG1204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the next day, the swelling had gone down a ton, but black eyes were sure to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvWZgYN7I/AAAAAAAAASU/DzK_Oyxgdag/s1600-h/CIMG1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362924424374269874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvWZgYN7I/AAAAAAAAASU/DzK_Oyxgdag/s400/CIMG1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is him today. The black eyes went from purple to blue to green and here there are today, almost gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-8145780716807221626?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8145780716807221626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=8145780716807221626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8145780716807221626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8145780716807221626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/cashs-bonk.html' title='Cash&apos;s Bonk'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmzvYPTYziI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sKVqIJKNNrQ/s72-c/CIMG1193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-6446299927939623424</id><published>2009-07-25T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:04:29.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping at Dawnata Hot Springs</title><content type='html'>Every year Wes' family has a big reunion in Idaho at Dawnata Hot Springs.  It is such a blast.  There is a huge pool filled with water from the hot springs, fun water slides, camping and all kinds of good family fun.  After we went last year I kept thinking that my family would love it too.  Well we coordinated this year that all of my family came camping the same weekend that Wes' family was there.  Since I'm not a huge camper it was a little stressful, but in the end it was a great trip.  And we are already planning to go again next year!  BTW, Cash loved swimming in the warm water and Edison still was having a rough time, clinging to you with the death grip.  No worries about him drowning, he claws his nails into you and never lets go!  Sorry there aren't any pictures around the pool, I forgot to take the camera with me when we swam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9uq8T0UI/AAAAAAAAASM/YC22DmVG_Uk/s1600-h/CIMG1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362518022069408066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9uq8T0UI/AAAAAAAAASM/YC22DmVG_Uk/s400/CIMG1185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to keep Cash entertained with bubbles while others sat around the camp fire.  Wow he was a mess, but happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9uQlZ1xI/AAAAAAAAASE/gKMkMXRm_p0/s1600-h/CIMG1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362518014994011922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9uQlZ1xI/AAAAAAAAASE/gKMkMXRm_p0/s400/CIMG1186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of the kids in Luke's truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9trCJtoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sotKH328jc0/s1600-h/CIMG1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362518004914042498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9trCJtoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sotKH328jc0/s400/CIMG1188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke and Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9tbYKKcI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZyMwxORGf0U/s1600-h/CIMG1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362518000711379394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9tbYKKcI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZyMwxORGf0U/s400/CIMG1192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sophia sitting around the camp fire.  We are so glad that she recovered from the swine flu so she and her parents could join us the last night we were there!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-6446299927939623424?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6446299927939623424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=6446299927939623424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6446299927939623424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6446299927939623424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-at-dawnata-hot-springs.html' title='Camping at Dawnata Hot Springs'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smt9uq8T0UI/AAAAAAAAASM/YC22DmVG_Uk/s72-c/CIMG1185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-2528593926407542617</id><published>2009-07-23T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:16:55.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon Day #2</title><content type='html'>We went for the bounce back at Lagoon. Just two days after our 1st trip. My mom and Wes' brother Jason came with us this day and it was great to be able to split up. Wes and Jason had fun together and it was great to get some alone time with my mom! We went on the swings and the swash buckler (boat) a couple times each and of course I had to take her on Wicked. I was a little nervous with her high blood pressure and all. As it turns out I should of been worried about her glasses. She put them in her shirt so the wouldn't fall off. Well they fell out of her shirt and they were never found.  So sad, I felt horrible and she couldn't even appreciate the ride after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1WER1Z_I/AAAAAAAAARk/LAA-32ZKJWA/s1600-h/CIMG1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361734747094870002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1WER1Z_I/AAAAAAAAARk/LAA-32ZKJWA/s400/CIMG1179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was a slightly nervous to take Cash on this one.  He was pretty good and sat still unless the ride stopped then he wanted to look around and that freaked me out!  I'm a little afraid of heights. (Note that my mom doesn't have her glasses on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1Vp_6u3I/AAAAAAAAARc/NZPhlSAmh9M/s1600-h/CIMG1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361734740040399730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1Vp_6u3I/AAAAAAAAARc/NZPhlSAmh9M/s400/CIMG1177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison and I (notice the bad sun burn that I got that day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1VaxKBII/AAAAAAAAARU/d7Hj0K4c4QM/s1600-h/CIMG1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361734735951955074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1VaxKBII/AAAAAAAAARU/d7Hj0K4c4QM/s400/CIMG1175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison was so excited to go on the bumper cars, and he did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1U9K8F3I/AAAAAAAAARM/OAftIjYGqzk/s1600-h/CIMG1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361734728007030642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1U9K8F3I/AAAAAAAAARM/OAftIjYGqzk/s400/CIMG1174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thought he was so cool that he could drive a car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-2528593926407542617?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2528593926407542617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=2528593926407542617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2528593926407542617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2528593926407542617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/lagoon-day-2.html' title='Lagoon Day #2'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Smi1WER1Z_I/AAAAAAAAARk/LAA-32ZKJWA/s72-c/CIMG1179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-8110809544649668107</id><published>2009-07-21T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:59:55.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon Day #1</title><content type='html'>We went to Lagoon while we were in Utah this summer and had a blast. The first day we went it was just our little family. It was fun to be by ourselves, usually when we do something like this we have extended family with us and it was nice to be just the four of us. Wes and I took turns watching the kids and going on rides by ourselves and then swapping. But we mostly all hung out together. Wes and I both agree that Wicked is the coolest ride at Lagoon, by far!! We loved that ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqzbv8fI/AAAAAAAAARE/RcacTqYr3ok/s1600-h/CIMG1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361113879280611826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqzbv8fI/AAAAAAAAARE/RcacTqYr3ok/s400/CIMG1156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Edison going on the Bat, the only roller coaster that he was tall enogh for. He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqYdcElI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DvCAlsumPGY/s1600-h/CIMG1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361113872039940690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqYdcElI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DvCAlsumPGY/s400/CIMG1161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a cute little ride that he went on by himself. It takes you up into the air then drops you about 10 feet pretty fast. He couldn't get enough of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqOD5OAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eC7PHm5_YH0/s1600-h/CIMG1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361113869248444418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqOD5OAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eC7PHm5_YH0/s400/CIMG1160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One bummer about Lagoon, a lot of the kid rides adults can not go on with the kids. Luckily Edison is old enough to stay still, but I was worried that Cash wouldn't stay sitting down in something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaApuzJbYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gMv08aIKpTM/s1600-h/CIMG1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361113860856704386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaApuzJbYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gMv08aIKpTM/s400/CIMG1158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of our favorites. It gently flies you around in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaApIKVDTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/TLQAavx8JSE/s1600-h/CIMG1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361113850484952370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaApIKVDTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/TLQAavx8JSE/s400/CIMG1154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course we all could ride on the carosel and did many times! Cash loved, loved it!! Look at his pink cheeks, it was pretty hot! &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/26256812600313516-8110809544649668107?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8110809544649668107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=8110809544649668107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8110809544649668107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8110809544649668107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/lagoon-day-1.html' title='Lagoon Day #1'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SmaAqzbv8fI/AAAAAAAAARE/RcacTqYr3ok/s72-c/CIMG1156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-8811342487303203839</id><published>2009-07-16T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:00:11.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylorsville Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had such a blast at the Taylorsville Days Carnival. We went with Mallory and her family. The kids of course loved all the rides and they even sat down to listen to a band play. Fun times had by all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-Mnc5faeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UUherBngZjw/s1600-h/CIMG1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156690994293218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-Mnc5faeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UUherBngZjw/s400/CIMG1149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison and Brooklyn loved this ride, as evident by the expressions on their faces. It would take them up and drop them about 5 feet pretty fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-Mmz161iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-ul-xVr2SXw/s1600-h/CIMG1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156679973459490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-Mmz161iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-ul-xVr2SXw/s400/CIMG1147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison's first candied apple. Actually I've never had a candied apple either. They were pretty good, but I think I like the carmel ones better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-MmjLDM3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qHCv9YjoBdY/s1600-h/CIMG1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156675498685298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-MmjLDM3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qHCv9YjoBdY/s400/CIMG1142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three of them got to sit together on this ride. Ben, Mallory's little guy in the middle, however didn't finish the ride. One time around and he was screaming to get off. The kind man operating gladly let him and a couple of other scared kids off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-MmDoVt1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/6olUgvpViEI/s1600-h/CIMG1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156667031598930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-MmDoVt1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/6olUgvpViEI/s400/CIMG1141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wes and Edison on the Farris Wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-MlltR5TI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RCcF4R5quLg/s1600-h/CIMG1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359156658999256370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-MlltR5TI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RCcF4R5quLg/s400/CIMG1131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash jumping around, well he mostly just walked around wondering what to do. One day he'll love the inflatable toys I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ending the night leaving early from the fireworks to take Cash to the ER. I was swinging him around by the hands to entertain him before the show and I heard a popping sound from his wrist. He wouldn't move his hand or touch it. After waiting 3 hours to get x-rays, Wes had to hold his arm down to stop him from moving while the took the picture. Something must of got put back into place during the "holding him down" cause after the x-rays he was fine. We are glad that nothing was wrong, but man were we tired the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-8811342487303203839?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8811342487303203839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=8811342487303203839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8811342487303203839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8811342487303203839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylorsville-days.html' title='Taylorsville Days'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl-Mnc5faeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UUherBngZjw/s72-c/CIMG1149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-6626244027608557419</id><published>2009-07-14T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:00:23.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash in the Water</title><content type='html'>Most of you know that we were in Utah during the month of June. These pictures were taken at my mother's house where we stayed during our little vacation. Cash is all boy!! He loves playing outside, playing with bikes and scooters, and loves getting in the water!! One afternoon after my mom had watered a hanging plant, it was dripping a ton. Sure enough Cash found the dripping water and wanted to play in it. You can't see the water coming down great, but he was so adorable playing with it that I had to take pictures. We didn't have any where else to go that day, so I figured I would let him get all wet and not stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cQO0z6OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EEOJ0YR6JGw/s1600-h/CIMG1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540565568022754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cQO0z6OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EEOJ0YR6JGw/s400/CIMG1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very determined to catch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cPuiKsWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/SUBg_RTd57M/s1600-h/CIMG1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540556899889506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cPuiKsWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/SUBg_RTd57M/s400/CIMG1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just getting into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cPM9Y2nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/899QOaVNYfc/s1600-h/CIMG1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358540547887258226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cPM9Y2nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/899QOaVNYfc/s400/CIMG1128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is my favorite, he is such a cute boy! &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/26256812600313516-6626244027608557419?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6626244027608557419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=6626244027608557419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6626244027608557419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6626244027608557419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/cash-in-water.html' title='Cash in the Water'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sl1cQO0z6OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EEOJ0YR6JGw/s72-c/CIMG1125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-803109095107149115</id><published>2009-07-12T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:01:34.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew's B-day Party</title><content type='html'>This post is a little late coming and I have tons to update on, so I'm trying to get it all done this week. One post a day is my goal (now that is written down I must do it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are from Edison's friend Matthew's birthday party. Matthew is my friend Melissa's son and this was about the best birthday party that we have been to! The kids got to ride Twinkles the pony, rope a "calf", join in stick horse races, swing at the pinata (there was only one injury), and drink root beer from glass bottles (Cash was kind enough to spill his all over me). All in all a great party, thanks Melissa and Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcCUTjuuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NSen4pGihTM/s1600-h/CIMG1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766270335040226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcCUTjuuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NSen4pGihTM/s400/CIMG1115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash riding Twinkles, he loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcB45sCOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/hq6pCnBe4m4/s1600-h/CIMG1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766262978775266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcB45sCOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/hq6pCnBe4m4/s400/CIMG1107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison got a couple of good hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcBqVETAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vAWPuQTIAn0/s1600-h/CIMG1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766259067079682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcBqVETAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vAWPuQTIAn0/s400/CIMG1103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He actually threw it right around the horns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcBFkceWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/jqrm8jOfJ28/s1600-h/CIMG1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766249199466850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcBFkceWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/jqrm8jOfJ28/s400/CIMG1101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash loved the stick horse and didn't put it down for days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcAwiMUUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KIEgSHPbvf4/s1600-h/CIMG1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766243552874818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcAwiMUUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KIEgSHPbvf4/s400/CIMG1098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edison lining up for the race&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/26256812600313516-803109095107149115?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/803109095107149115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=803109095107149115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/803109095107149115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/803109095107149115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/matthews-b-day-party.html' title='Matthew&apos;s B-day Party'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SlqcCUTjuuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NSen4pGihTM/s72-c/CIMG1115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-5327060116698711675</id><published>2009-05-23T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:23:22.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says you need to buy toys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why is it that your children can have tons of toys and they still would rather play with trash and your kitchen tools? Oh well, it made for a great photo opportunity!! Edison got that empty 12 pack of soda and kept tearing it until he made himself a mask. I thought that was pretty clever to keep pulling it apart until he could fit it over his head and use the punch out for carrying to see through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note about toys, yesterday Edison would not clean his room. After many threats and setting the timer to get it done, I finally used the "If this room is not cleaned in 5 min I'm throwing all the toys on the floor away" threat. What does my son say? "I don't like my toys and I don't want to clean them up, so you can just throw them away!" I had to try really hard not to laugh, cause that was a pretty good one. Sometimes that little turkey is too smart for his own good!!! (or my own good)!! But when I came up stairs after 5 min with the trash bag (making loud noises opening it, so he would know I was on my way to throw the toys in the trash) he had almost all of it cleaned up. Now I know what will work for future bedroom clean ups! he he!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339053441715424562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Shgg0VZGTTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yKxACkP2EMc/s400/CIMG1080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-5327060116698711675?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5327060116698711675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=5327060116698711675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/5327060116698711675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/5327060116698711675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-says-you-need-to-buy-toys.html' title='Who says you need to buy toys!!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Shgg0VZGTTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yKxACkP2EMc/s72-c/CIMG1080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-3567934029813228079</id><published>2009-05-20T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:33:31.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Garden</title><content type='html'>I know this might seem lame to some of you (Jill) to blog about our garden, but I just think it is so amazing to watch all the different plants grow.  Gardening is as old as the earth and a basic concept, but it is so neat to watch the process.  To have the faith that if you plant a seed it will grow, simple yet incredible!!!  I'm so proud of our little garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRng2CBtGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pqCy7wXVQWU/s1600-h/CIMG1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338005272298370146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRng2CBtGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pqCy7wXVQWU/s400/CIMG1071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  corn is on the left and zuchinni on the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRngb727iI/AAAAAAAAANw/dY_u5rw6FSo/s1600-h/CIMG1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338005265293176354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRngb727iI/AAAAAAAAANw/dY_u5rw6FSo/s400/CIMG1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the watermelon in the center of the picture (kind of light green color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRngAICt3I/AAAAAAAAANo/OXBTWWw45WI/s1600-h/CIMG1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338005257828087666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRngAICt3I/AAAAAAAAANo/OXBTWWw45WI/s400/CIMG1073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pumpkin on the right and cucumbers on the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRnf2ItN3I/AAAAAAAAANg/Lo0I4x53RD4/s1600-h/CIMG1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338005255146518386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRnf2ItN3I/AAAAAAAAANg/Lo0I4x53RD4/s400/CIMG1077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRnfT9hFGI/AAAAAAAAANY/uiZOrYXQVrs/s1600-h/CIMG1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338005245972780130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRnfT9hFGI/AAAAAAAAANY/uiZOrYXQVrs/s400/CIMG1078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and finally the lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-3567934029813228079?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3567934029813228079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=3567934029813228079' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3567934029813228079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3567934029813228079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-garden.html' title='Our Garden'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/ShRng2CBtGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pqCy7wXVQWU/s72-c/CIMG1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-4851015115531340458</id><published>2009-05-14T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:11:16.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SgyklEXb0zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4kfK4uCi4rY/s1600-h/CIMG1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335820615261344562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SgyklEXb0zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4kfK4uCi4rY/s320/CIMG1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend we celebrated our&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 5th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wedding anniversary. My great friend Melissa Zupi offered to take our kids for us. So we dropped them off at her place in Queen Creek and then we headed off to Mesa to spend a couple days alone!! We went to the Temple and did sealings, ate out a ton(!!!), saw two movies (Star Trek -Wes' choice &amp;amp; Ghost of Girlfriends Past - my choice), played miniuature golf, and went to the Ballet. It was such a relaxing time. When we weren't out doing stuff we just hung around the hotel vegging out. This is just a picture as we were heading out to a movie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sgyhg-onGRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/j0wMjGsFmn4/s1600-h/CIMG1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335817246468413714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sgyhg-onGRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/j0wMjGsFmn4/s320/CIMG1043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was as we were about to go to the Ballet. I have always wanted to go and there happened to be a performance while we were in town. It was beautiful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-4851015115531340458?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4851015115531340458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=4851015115531340458' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/4851015115531340458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/4851015115531340458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/anniversary-weekend.html' title='Anniversary Weekend'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SgyklEXb0zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4kfK4uCi4rY/s72-c/CIMG1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-8784571673957248169</id><published>2009-04-28T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:28:03.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are some pictures from Dusty Trails, we went with my parents while they were in town.  The kids had a great time.   We were able to go on a train ride, pan for gold, go to a shooting gallery, have a great stake and then watch a stunt show with fire and everything.  A big thank you to my parents!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdle5GEPvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tfyHyB8K5-Q/s1600-h/CIMG1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840265413017330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdle5GEPvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tfyHyB8K5-Q/s400/CIMG1020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash pretending he's a big boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdlemQgAVI/AAAAAAAAALs/Hl6kFzUYzmI/s1600-h/CIMG1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840260356505938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdlemQgAVI/AAAAAAAAALs/Hl6kFzUYzmI/s400/CIMG1016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdleIH2nOI/AAAAAAAAALk/THxlkDzdw7s/s1600-h/CIMG1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840252267175138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdleIH2nOI/AAAAAAAAALk/THxlkDzdw7s/s400/CIMG1017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the naughty place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdld66LNhI/AAAAAAAAALc/pDDdSuzYqrs/s1600-h/CIMG1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840248720143890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdld66LNhI/AAAAAAAAALc/pDDdSuzYqrs/s400/CIMG1019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding like a cowboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdldi1_9HI/AAAAAAAAALU/DziR-VqDo_E/s1600-h/CIMG1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329840242260178034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdldi1_9HI/AAAAAAAAALU/DziR-VqDo_E/s400/CIMG1022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Panning for gold. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-8784571673957248169?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8784571673957248169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=8784571673957248169' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8784571673957248169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8784571673957248169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-are-some-pictures-from-dusty.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/Sfdle5GEPvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tfyHyB8K5-Q/s72-c/CIMG1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-383187004037536129</id><published>2009-04-28T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:17:45.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edison's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We waited a couple of days to celebrate Edison's birthday with a party until my parents came into town so that they could be with us.  Funny story: the night before Edison's acutal birthday I told him that when he woke up he would be 4 years old.  Then the night before his party I told him when he woke up we would have a birthday party for him.  He thought for a moment and asked if he was going to be 5 when he woke up.  I told him no, not until next year.  This celebrating on the day of the birthday and having a party on another day get confusing for the child and exhausting for the parent!!  Any idea's for solving this problem for next year?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicwWDxlI/AAAAAAAAALM/XNbcXCmfSVE/s1600-h/CIMG1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836930169554514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicwWDxlI/AAAAAAAAALM/XNbcXCmfSVE/s400/CIMG1003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blowing out the candles.  I made (homemade) red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting in SpongeBob cupcake wrappers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicpMf85I/AAAAAAAAALE/GmaT4kZ3_Z8/s1600-h/CIMG1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836928250409874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicpMf85I/AAAAAAAAALE/GmaT4kZ3_Z8/s400/CIMG1004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for his cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicfQdkwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ju6t1qul0Ks/s1600-h/CIMG1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836925582676738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicfQdkwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ju6t1qul0Ks/s400/CIMG1005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Licking the candles off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicB1jXjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZwfRqRdaEDc/s1600-h/CIMG1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836917685182002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicB1jXjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZwfRqRdaEDc/s400/CIMG1009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdibzW__DI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pMgpjT9qXvI/s1600-h/CIMG1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836913798937650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdibzW__DI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pMgpjT9qXvI/s400/CIMG1010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening SpongeBob Operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-383187004037536129?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/383187004037536129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=383187004037536129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/383187004037536129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/383187004037536129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/edisons-birthday-party.html' title='Edison&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdicwWDxlI/AAAAAAAAALM/XNbcXCmfSVE/s72-c/CIMG1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-9211518358748061385</id><published>2009-04-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:01:21.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edison's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the happenings of Edison's 4th birthday. My friend Melissa came down from Queen Creek with her boys to see us, so we went Pump it Up - our favorite inflatable party zone! Then to Peter Piper Pizza - a tradition after Pump it Up. Then the boys came back to our house and played in the pool. It wasn't too warm that day, but they insisted and it kept the noise outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfTfw9sGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xbxeF6rfq4U/s1600-h/CIMG0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833472565293154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfTfw9sGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xbxeF6rfq4U/s400/CIMG0981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833318768178210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfKi039CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IaQnr1z5JjE/s400/CIMG0975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfKYAZPvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IyvyXsCSHpQ/s1600-h/CIMG0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833315863707378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfKYAZPvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IyvyXsCSHpQ/s400/CIMG0957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love Pump it Up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfKELCvJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WaUWnSuEQMU/s1600-h/CIMG0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833310539660434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfKELCvJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WaUWnSuEQMU/s400/CIMG0984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austin and Cash on a ride @ Peter Piper Pizza. They spent most of the time on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfJWjeA9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/i-GyzScbrHw/s1600-h/CIMG0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833298294080466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfJWjeA9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/i-GyzScbrHw/s400/CIMG0990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edison blowing out the candles on his birthday pie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-9211518358748061385?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9211518358748061385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=9211518358748061385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/9211518358748061385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/9211518358748061385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/edisons-birthday.html' title='Edison&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdfTfw9sGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xbxeF6rfq4U/s72-c/CIMG0981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-600908718682436047</id><published>2009-04-28T12:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:38:59.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the changing table</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister Jill keeps complaining that she doesn't know what my children look like anymore, since I have been neglecting my blog.  I thought she might enjoy these pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was changing out winter clothes for summer clothes in the boy's rooms.  While I was in Edison's room for a minute Cash had crawled onto the top shelf of his changing table.  He stayed there for about 3 min enjoying himself until he realized that he couldn't get out and then he didn't like it too much.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZORhZltI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eIIP_lZQ3XA/s1600-h/CIMG0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826785772803794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZORhZltI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eIIP_lZQ3XA/s400/CIMG0917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's liking it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZOFXm7EI/AAAAAAAAAJE/olukowWEmPA/s1600-h/CIMG0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826782510509122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZOFXm7EI/AAAAAAAAAJE/olukowWEmPA/s400/CIMG0916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still having fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZN8VUf4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/npOosNUlBqE/s1600-h/CIMG0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826780084993922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZN8VUf4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/npOosNUlBqE/s400/CIMG0915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Wait, I can't get out..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZNZMgd4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/q2lHeGSFFko/s1600-h/CIMG0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826770652788610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZNZMgd4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/q2lHeGSFFko/s400/CIMG0914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Mom, um, I'm stuck..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZNNkuKwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5awb70BFHj4/s1600-h/CIMG0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826767533124354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZNNkuKwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5awb70BFHj4/s400/CIMG0913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Can you please get me outta here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-600908718682436047?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/600908718682436047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=600908718682436047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/600908718682436047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/600908718682436047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-in-changing-table.html' title='Playing in the changing table'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdZORhZltI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eIIP_lZQ3XA/s72-c/CIMG0917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-8077525923626352354</id><published>2009-04-28T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:20:18.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash on his Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the last post about Cash's birthday, I promise. I was just looking through pictures and can't believe how fast Cash has grown. This picture was taken on the day he was born. It's wild to think how much happens in a year. Don't you think he still looks the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329824354119286066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdXAu6BfTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ByKrXtEK4VM/s400/08_1783453814_1060_0013_013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-8077525923626352354?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8077525923626352354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=8077525923626352354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8077525923626352354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/8077525923626352354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/cash-on-his-birthday.html' title='Cash on his Birthday'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdXAu6BfTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ByKrXtEK4VM/s72-c/08_1783453814_1060_0013_013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-4975773646136650969</id><published>2009-04-28T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:16:25.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I already posted pictures from Cash's birthday party, but we did that the weekend before his actual birthday. It fell on a Monday this year so we thought we do stuff that Cash likes to do for Family Home Evening on his birthday. He loves wearing hats, masks, etc. So we got out all the dress up stuff we have and had a blast. Cash loved it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329820949625428098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdT6kLb2II/AAAAAAAAAIc/TAI2h7Bb9Aw/s400/76_1783463403_1060_0194_194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My little cowboy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329820947779101410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdT6dTPIuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4i2Qt-1HtLk/s400/77_1783457523_1060_0195_195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Miner hat, following in daddy's footsteps&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329820944018808690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdT6PStn3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/jxECmW04fio/s400/78_1783463405_1060_0196_196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329820936945832674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdT508YkuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-L8et4GJzTU/s400/73_1783457521_1060_0191_191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one didn't last too long!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329820932862895266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdT5lu75KI/AAAAAAAAAH8/c4DCNDb63bk/s400/74_1783463401_1060_0192_192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aren't my three boys adorable?!!&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/26256812600313516-4975773646136650969?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4975773646136650969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=4975773646136650969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/4975773646136650969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/4975773646136650969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/cashs-birthday.html' title='Cash&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdT6kLb2II/AAAAAAAAAIc/TAI2h7Bb9Aw/s72-c/76_1783463403_1060_0194_194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-6260843355606226806</id><published>2009-04-28T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:05:13.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, I know this is way over due, but here are some pictures of Cash's birthday party. We just had Wes' family over for pizza, cake and ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817916586646082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdRKBOo2kI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Cvbul4jEsPk/s320/66_1783463396_1060_0184_184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Cash trying to blow out the candles. Too bad he wouldn't take his fingers out of his mouth. That is cousin Calvin's head, he was so excited to see the cake.  And these are the pictures you get when you leave Uncle Jason in charge of camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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_5329817916764823282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdRKB5HnvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DBJzSp90dVs/s320/70_1783463399_1060_0188_188.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cash enjoying his first birthday cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329817913660922514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdRJ2VF2pI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-s_FcSrUuJQ/s320/72_1783463400_1060_0190_190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Opening his gifts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-6260843355606226806?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6260843355606226806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=6260843355606226806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6260843355606226806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6260843355606226806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/cashs-birthday-party.html' title='Cash&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SfdRKBOo2kI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Cvbul4jEsPk/s72-c/66_1783463396_1060_0184_184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-2789596235468318351</id><published>2008-12-28T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:28:53.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>I am so proud of myself for getting Christmas pictures up so early... well early for me. We had a great Christmas that we celebrated on the 24th since Wes had to work on the 25th. The kids didn't know the diffence and neither did we. We woke up on the 24th just as excited as we would of been if it really was Christmas day. Plus we spent the actual Christmas day with Wes' family so it was like it never ended. The best part is watching the kids open presents, it's almost as exciting as when I was a kid. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285042359746691282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SVg-BluYANI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7IO2w3e09Vg/s400/CIMG0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Edison is telling Santa that he wants a spiderman mask for Christmas. About 15 min. after talking to Santa he started asking where his spiderman mask was, confused. He thought that just telling Santa what he wanted produced the gift instantly. You can imagine that he was a bit frustrated when we told him that he had to wait until Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285042369685095634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SVg-CKv4BNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/AROhZ3tT7zg/s400/CIMG0762.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I made pumkin chocolate chip cookies and with out better judgement gave one to Cash. If you look closely you can see it in his hair on the right side. He loved every bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285042377719920194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SVg-CorhtkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4BhDIduVPMY/s400/CIMG0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Edison on Christmas eve opening his pa-jammies (as he calls them). Our Christmas eve tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285042386704835938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SVg-DKJspWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VdHW6LwA1_w/s400/CIMG0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The whole family in our Christmas eve PJ's. Thank you Nana, we love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285042393404540498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SVg-DjHCBlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3PLceapa8cI/s400/CIMG0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And finally, Christmas morning Edison got his spiderman mask and scooter. He was thrilled. Wes says I was cruel to give him that present last. But I thougth that if we give him the costume first he wouldn't be as excited or interested in the other presents. Oh well, it worked out great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-2789596235468318351?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2789596235468318351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=2789596235468318351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2789596235468318351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2789596235468318351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SVg-BluYANI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7IO2w3e09Vg/s72-c/CIMG0758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-475908566027733667</id><published>2008-12-11T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:26:00.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Xavier Mission</title><content type='html'>While my parents were in town for Thanksgiving we visited the San Xavier mission.  The inside was so detailed and beautilful I thought I would take some pictures with the thought of just sharing them with Devon, but since I'm in the blogging mood,  I thought I would post them.  enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_w50wzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pC1LOjwdj38/s1600-h/CIMG0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278599190248997682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_w50wzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pC1LOjwdj38/s400/CIMG0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_mNRpMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3WiHgMq31W4/s1600-h/CIMG0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278599187377792194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_mNRpMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3WiHgMq31W4/s400/CIMG0755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_dkilAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mPZ8n0Tx0tY/s1600-h/CIMG0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278599185059451906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_dkilAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mPZ8n0Tx0tY/s400/CIMG0754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-475908566027733667?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/475908566027733667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=475908566027733667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/475908566027733667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/475908566027733667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/san-xavier-mission.html' title='San Xavier Mission'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFZ_w50wzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pC1LOjwdj38/s72-c/CIMG0756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-2274565261914587652</id><published>2008-12-11T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:54:40.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our crazy watermelon</title><content type='html'>This is the watermelon growing in our back yard. There is a funny story that goes a long with this and if you have the time, continue to read. While we were digging ditches in our back yard for sprinkers (a huge thank you to our brother in law Paul for his braun and brains on the project!!) my sister in law Karoline noticed the leaves growing and knew they were melon leaves. But we never put any seeds down. So the birds must of dropped seeds from a neighbor or God had a hand in this. We have had 3 melons grow and the biggest one is now about the size of a cantelope. I know, even though winter is upon us it is still growing.  Can I just say,I love the Arizona winters??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFXxchmf-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/kVXFfL7qi_Y/s1600-h/CIMG0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278596745237266402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFXxchmf-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/kVXFfL7qi_Y/s320/CIMG0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFXw_TEToI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H-SlvnDXl2w/s1600-h/CIMG0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278596737391677058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFXw_TEToI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H-SlvnDXl2w/s320/CIMG0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/26256812600313516-2274565261914587652?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2274565261914587652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=2274565261914587652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2274565261914587652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2274565261914587652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-crazy-watermelon.html' title='Our crazy watermelon'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFXxchmf-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/kVXFfL7qi_Y/s72-c/CIMG0752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-1892093539066218440</id><published>2008-12-11T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:09:13.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little late... Halloween</title><content type='html'>So I am such a slacker at blogging.  Case in point it's two weeks 'til Christmas and I'm just putting up Halloween pics.  But anyhow here they are.  Edison was the hulk and this is the only picture he would allow me to take.  And Cash was the cutest little puppy you ever saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFWZIs4K_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/YvDKlaQy94s/s1600-h/CIMG0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278595228087364594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFWZIs4K_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/YvDKlaQy94s/s320/CIMG0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFWYgDFP-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ziNtqf5eo14/s1600-h/CIMG0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278595217174642658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFWYgDFP-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ziNtqf5eo14/s320/CIMG0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/26256812600313516-1892093539066218440?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1892093539066218440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=1892093539066218440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1892093539066218440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/1892093539066218440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-late-halloween.html' title='A little late... Halloween'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SUFWZIs4K_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/YvDKlaQy94s/s72-c/CIMG0748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-3461574446542783135</id><published>2008-10-27T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:45:39.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>We carved pumkins. Here's the pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262060646882980018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaYR1wFsLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/E_ZT2HebUk0/s320/CIMG0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262060641707369538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaYRieIJEI/AAAAAAAAADs/wEwIqDJEf3c/s320/CIMG0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262060635538076322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaYRLfQMqI/AAAAAAAAADk/JG6Gu-0JEsE/s320/CIMG0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262060620222514130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaYQSbvQ9I/AAAAAAAAADc/jygyQsRgyIU/s320/CIMG0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-3461574446542783135?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3461574446542783135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=3461574446542783135' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3461574446542783135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/3461574446542783135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaYR1wFsLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/E_ZT2HebUk0/s72-c/CIMG0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-5506279384593032034</id><published>2008-10-27T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:39:04.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stake BBQ</title><content type='html'>The boys and I went to a fun BBQ this past weekend. Too bad Wes had to work!! Edison really enjoyed himself. And I had fun running into the Darrah's (our friends from SLC now going to the U of A). They live in Tucson (45 min. drive from us), but they are still in our stake!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZYypQ8I/AAAAAAAAADM/7w39HB8vGe4/s1600-h/CIMG0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWYncaHcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Px-GwgZ-oLE/s1600-h/CIMG0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262058564278164930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWYncaHcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Px-GwgZ-oLE/s320/CIMG0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jumping castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZLGGw4I/AAAAAAAAADE/Z4uDSTljj9Q/s1600-h/CIMG0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262058573848298370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZLGGw4I/AAAAAAAAADE/Z4uDSTljj9Q/s320/CIMG0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cotton candy!! I had to wait in line for 30 min!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZYypQ8I/AAAAAAAAADM/7w39HB8vGe4/s1600-h/CIMG0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262058577524769730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZYypQ8I/AAAAAAAAADM/7w39HB8vGe4/s320/CIMG0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cash having cotton candy!! It was so fun to watch him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZgh-wzI/AAAAAAAAADU/eSxpr3sbjqs/s1600-h/CIMG0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262058579602359090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWZgh-wzI/AAAAAAAAADU/eSxpr3sbjqs/s320/CIMG0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-5506279384593032034?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5506279384593032034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=5506279384593032034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/5506279384593032034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/5506279384593032034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/stake-bbq.html' title='Stake BBQ'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaWYncaHcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Px-GwgZ-oLE/s72-c/CIMG0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-2871450736211497865</id><published>2008-10-27T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:19:07.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash trying Cream Soda!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaQuSrFYlI/AAAAAAAAACM/3g_KWdaECD4/s1600-h/CIMG0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262052339589931602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaQuSrFYlI/AAAAAAAAACM/3g_KWdaECD4/s320/CIMG0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cash is surely a second child!! I would of never let Wes give Edison cream soda when he was only nine months old. On Edison's first Christmas he was 9 months also and that was the first time I remember giving him some sugar. (side note: I say it was the 1st time "I" gave him sugar cause I have no doubt that Jill would sneak feeding him a bunch of candy whenever I was out of the room). Any how... we thought that Cash's little foam mustache was cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-2871450736211497865?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2871450736211497865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=2871450736211497865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2871450736211497865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/2871450736211497865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/cash-trying-cream-soda.html' title='Cash trying Cream Soda!!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaQuSrFYlI/AAAAAAAAACM/3g_KWdaECD4/s72-c/CIMG0721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-6358127493536573114</id><published>2008-10-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:14:43.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with the Zupi's</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Wes was off so we went to visit our good friends the Zupi's. We have missed them so much since they have moved to Queen Creek, and we have not forgiven them for moving 2 hours away. Luckily they live close to the Mesa temple and we can kill two birds with one stone. The weekend was a blast just hanging out, letting the boys run around and stay up way too late (the kids were way excited to see each other again too), going to the state fair, and just seeing our friends again! And a huge thank you to Melissa for watching our kids while we went to the temple it was a wonderful trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaMySD5piI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCV04c2PCoo/s1600-h/CIMG0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaMySD5piI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCV04c2PCoo/s1600-h/CIMG0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048010098550306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaMySD5piI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCV04c2PCoo/s320/CIMG0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaMySD5piI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCV04c2PCoo/s1600-h/CIMG0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Edison were so tired they fell asleep in the car! Funny enough they have the same carseats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaOLBcL0QI/AAAAAAAAACE/ET2XSAYCaSo/s1600-h/CIMG0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaOLBcL0QI/AAAAAAAAACE/ET2XSAYCaSo/s1600-h/CIMG0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262049534645358850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaOLBcL0QI/AAAAAAAAACE/ET2XSAYCaSo/s320/CIMG0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wes and Edsion in the Belly of a dragon on a ride at the fair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-6358127493536573114?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6358127493536573114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=6358127493536573114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6358127493536573114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6358127493536573114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-with-zupis.html' title='Weekend with the Zupi&apos;s'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SQaMySD5piI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCV04c2PCoo/s72-c/CIMG0717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-6840317794536477981</id><published>2008-10-14T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:55:37.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3T2J5TPI/AAAAAAAAABI/B5QqejRfg9I/s1600-h/CIMG0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239322863160562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3T2J5TPI/AAAAAAAAABI/B5QqejRfg9I/s320/CIMG0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3UPmRZwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4ixqKU8iBO4/s1600-h/CIMG0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239329693067010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3UPmRZwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4ixqKU8iBO4/s320/CIMG0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3UV0MMnI/AAAAAAAAABY/kMw6gwdxPlA/s1600-h/CIMG0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239331362058866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3UV0MMnI/AAAAAAAAABY/kMw6gwdxPlA/s320/CIMG0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3VMizr0I/AAAAAAAAABg/ErIbZ3q1WAk/s1600-h/CIMG0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239346053099330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3VMizr0I/AAAAAAAAABg/ErIbZ3q1WAk/s320/CIMG0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids and I took advantage of the beautiful weather today and went to the park. It was so fun to watch Edison play with some of the other kids there. He was telling them to stop and watch what he was going to do, as if it was going to be something spectacular, then he would just go down the slide normally. He is such a crack up. Cash loved the swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-6840317794536477981?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6840317794536477981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=6840317794536477981' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6840317794536477981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/6840317794536477981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-at-park.html' title='Day at the Park'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV3T2J5TPI/AAAAAAAAABI/B5QqejRfg9I/s72-c/CIMG0709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26256812600313516.post-9035287441993168875</id><published>2008-10-14T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:45:50.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lowering the crib</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1FmKdBZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NLa8qysWh-o/s1600-h/CIMG0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257236879029110162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1FmKdBZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NLa8qysWh-o/s400/CIMG0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1FxM9dkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/voCPjYvZD1o/s1600-h/CIMG0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257236881992414786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1FxM9dkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/voCPjYvZD1o/s400/CIMG0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1GWs3JZI/AAAAAAAAABA/bGB29k8eFPs/s1600-h/CIMG0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257236892058330514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1GWs3JZI/AAAAAAAAABA/bGB29k8eFPs/s400/CIMG0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other morning I went into Cash's room when he had woken up to find that he was standing (!!) in his crib. My little baby is pulling himself up. Hence I had to lower the crib. Jill said that I needed to take pictures to document this monumental occasion. And this is monumental, because now I do have to stretch my back a lot further to lower my son into the crib. And there is a picture of Cash's new bottom teeth also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26256812600313516-9035287441993168875?l=smithkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9035287441993168875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26256812600313516&amp;postID=9035287441993168875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/9035287441993168875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26256812600313516/posts/default/9035287441993168875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/lowering-crib.html' title='Lowering the crib'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRB8IP-_K9g/SPV1FmKdBZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NLa8qysWh-o/s72-c/CIMG0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
