<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702</id><updated>2010-01-06T20:54:50.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEAPS AND HEAPS OF FUN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-3172470106467508523</id><published>2010-01-02T10:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:58:21.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a dream</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon this website and I thought I would share it with you.  Its a good reminder that life is not a fairy tale.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.fallenprincesses.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt; to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like Snow White and Little Red Riding Hood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-3172470106467508523?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3172470106467508523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=3172470106467508523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3172470106467508523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3172470106467508523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-upon-dream.html' title='Once upon a dream'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-4894841212713955665</id><published>2009-12-21T16:08:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:26:19.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Confused</title><content type='html'>Porter has loved this Holiday Season and all that goes with it.  Teaching him about them has been pretty fun.  For a while he liked to tell me "mom you know what comes after Halloween?! Thanksgiving, you know what comes after that...Christmas!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzAB6CS2AGI/AAAAAAAAA48/WS7x68qIw-4/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzAB6CS2AGI/AAAAAAAAA48/WS7x68qIw-4/s320/halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417832448286654562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was a hit I think it was his favorite (really who doesn't love getting candy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzBIq2gh-uI/AAAAAAAAA5c/laEn7Pjm1VM/s1600-h/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzBIq2gh-uI/AAAAAAAAA5c/laEn7Pjm1VM/s320/Family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417910252750371554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also had fun at Thanksgiving, seeing and playing with family.  Well and eating good food was also a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we a good looking bunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that Christmas is here I thought he understood about Jesus and Santa and all that comes with the Christmas and how each holiday is separate and different but he keeps asking me "Mom what do you want for Halloween?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he should go to work for Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzAG2KPL-gI/AAAAAAAAA5U/jpG6aq4-1VY/s1600-h/bigpicture"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzAG2KPL-gI/AAAAAAAAA5U/jpG6aq4-1VY/s320/bigpicture" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417837879257463298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-4894841212713955665?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4894841212713955665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=4894841212713955665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/4894841212713955665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/4894841212713955665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-confused.html' title='A Little Confused'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SzAB6CS2AGI/AAAAAAAAA48/WS7x68qIw-4/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-7969809963069417483</id><published>2009-12-17T10:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:51:24.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIANLLY</title><content type='html'>Ever since the baby has been born I have heard "oh good thing you have a older child so he can help you"  I just smiled and nodded thinking to myself "yeah right."  But yesterday it finally happened.  I asked Collin if he could feed the baby while I made dinner and he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happily&lt;/span&gt; said Yes.  I was thrilled.  Actually Collin was a little saint yesterday.  He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;offered &lt;/span&gt;to help me clean a dirt mess that Porter made, he did his regular chores &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; whining and played nicely with Porter all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;He did tell me he is trying to be really good so Santa's elves can watch him being nice.  Well, whatever is making him this sweet I will take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SypuxHN_prI/AAAAAAAAA40/5d8b3NpxWf0/s1600-h/evan:collin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SypuxHN_prI/AAAAAAAAA40/5d8b3NpxWf0/s320/evan:collin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416263291896833714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-7969809963069417483?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7969809963069417483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=7969809963069417483&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/7969809963069417483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/7969809963069417483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/12/fianlly.html' title='FIANLLY'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SypuxHN_prI/AAAAAAAAA40/5d8b3NpxWf0/s72-c/evan:collin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-3756623078723863674</id><published>2009-12-09T15:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:37:14.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chrsitmas List</title><content type='html'>This year has been nice because Collin has not had a case of the "I wants" It has made Christmas shopping a little more challenging but I would rather have me getting him things I want him to have rather than what commericals want him to have.  But today I realized maybe I don't need to get him anything because he has been making his own toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAjRUSZtQI/AAAAAAAAA4g/LOW8ss4Bh60/s1600-h/ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAjRUSZtQI/AAAAAAAAA4g/LOW8ss4Bh60/s320/ds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413365532509975810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up the DS he seems pretty content pretending to play all the video games on a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAjQ4cLu1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/dWf9Q0bkC9g/s1600-h/pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAjQ4cLu1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/dWf9Q0bkC9g/s320/pc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413365525034810194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spending 5 bucks on a pack of Pokemon cards, not us, just some crayons and imagination and we are covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAlqUNU_BI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Dl8Rd7d8iqk/s1600-h/rocket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAlqUNU_BI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Dl8Rd7d8iqk/s320/rocket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413368161008679954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lets not forget about these beauties we made last month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe just some paper,tape and crayons for Collin this year.  &lt;br /&gt;Do you think he would be upset??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-3756623078723863674?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3756623078723863674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=3756623078723863674&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3756623078723863674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3756623078723863674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/12/chrsitmas-list.html' title='Chrsitmas List'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SyAjRUSZtQI/AAAAAAAAA4g/LOW8ss4Bh60/s72-c/ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-7286208356985050875</id><published>2009-11-24T15:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:43:55.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Job Kris!</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend Kris rode in the El Tour de Tucson. He did the 80 mile race and totally rocked it.  He didn't get to train as much as he would have liked, you know with a new baby and a big ward calling and all.  He got 16th out of 400 which its not to shabby if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwxgJ4wBL2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/dt49PZ6JsgU/s1600/IMG_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwxgJ4wBL2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/dt49PZ6JsgU/s320/IMG_1453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407802975534002018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Kris race again made me remember how it was in the beginning of our marriage and one of the reasons why I fell i love.  Ahhh memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. This was the only picture I got, I was trying to get him racing but a little 2 year had other plans and I had to run after him.  And a big thanks to my mom and dad I really wouldn't have been able to get it altogether if they didn't come with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-7286208356985050875?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7286208356985050875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=7286208356985050875&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/7286208356985050875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/7286208356985050875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-job-kris.html' title='Good Job Kris!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwxgJ4wBL2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/dt49PZ6JsgU/s72-c/IMG_1453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-4619414790154533069</id><published>2009-11-18T13:39:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:31:29.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' crafty</title><content type='html'>So I have been loving the girly style that is out there lately.  Anything with flowers, ruffles, beads I have been all over.  (Which is surprising because I am such a t-shirt and flip flops sorta gal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwReY7lSyLI/AAAAAAAAA38/_DnQbWXvKuE/s1600/black+shirt"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwReY7lSyLI/AAAAAAAAA38/_DnQbWXvKuE/s320/black+shirt" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405549235155421362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this from gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRd8hFU2PI/AAAAAAAAA30/cWbVPqdM3JY/s1600/gray+shirt"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRd8hFU2PI/AAAAAAAAA30/cWbVPqdM3JY/s320/gray+shirt" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405548747005679858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute little number is from jcrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRgItbXP6I/AAAAAAAAA4E/_p8i6hs69V8/s1600/beaded+shirt"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRgItbXP6I/AAAAAAAAA4E/_p8i6hs69V8/s320/beaded+shirt" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405551155501023138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this shirt from a place that I love... anthropologie.  (Don't even get me started I could spend way to much at that store).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow while I love the style I really have a hard time spending money.  Yes I know I am cheap, and I actually love this about myself and consider it a quality -most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;So I decided to get crafty and try to make something on my own.  The shirt only cost $5.00 -I love Target- and the material for the flowers was only a BUCK. I was a little worried it would feel like I was wearing a corsage but it doesn't at all.  I think all in all $6.oo for a shirt is a price I can live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRcp0BfXvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/b3vaOKByBxQ/s1600/IMG_8454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRcp0BfXvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/b3vaOKByBxQ/s320/IMG_8454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405547326160723698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRcpS_MPBI/AAAAAAAAA3k/9n1GRhqkJe0/s1600/IMG_8452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwRcpS_MPBI/AAAAAAAAA3k/9n1GRhqkJe0/s320/IMG_8452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405547317292710930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-4619414790154533069?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4619414790154533069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=4619414790154533069&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/4619414790154533069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/4619414790154533069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/gettin-crafty.html' title='Gettin&apos; crafty'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwReY7lSyLI/AAAAAAAAA38/_DnQbWXvKuE/s72-c/black+shirt' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-8388514340380038930</id><published>2009-11-17T09:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:23:09.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For hire</title><content type='html'>This is how I keep my house clean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwLNfNgXFHI/AAAAAAAAA3c/K5JZp2W-td4/s1600/IMG_8450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwLNfNgXFHI/AAAAAAAAA3c/K5JZp2W-td4/s320/IMG_8450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405108438883046514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwLNe_hHSGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qqNz21eFR60/s1600/IMG_8445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwLNe_hHSGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qqNz21eFR60/s320/IMG_8445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405108435128109154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give Porter a toothbrush and some water and  he will take care of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just don't tell Kris that it is his toothbrush).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-8388514340380038930?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8388514340380038930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=8388514340380038930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/8388514340380038930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/8388514340380038930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-hire.html' title='For hire'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SwLNfNgXFHI/AAAAAAAAA3c/K5JZp2W-td4/s72-c/IMG_8450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-949034251770615787</id><published>2009-11-11T07:24:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:22:06.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things</title><content type='html'>Lately I have and some funny thought rolling around in my head so I thought I would share with you.&lt;br /&gt;So when writing how excited I am I usually write Yeah! but I am not sure if this is right.  I have seen some write YAY!, YAE!, YA! and even Hooray!  I am just not sure what is best way, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also thought of some ways that would make my life easier but they involve some sort of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super power&lt;/span&gt;.  Such as having super stretching skin, like Elastigirl, I could totally be nursing the baby and help Porter by not gettting into the cupboard and pull everything out.  Oh I could go on and on over the things I could do without having to get up.&lt;br /&gt;Also the ability to read minds would also be nice, again this would be super helpful when raising kids, sometimes I just wish I knew what they were thinking.&lt;br /&gt;The next one I hope they invent someday, the ability to take pictures with your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt;.  (I know you could technically call this a memory). But how many times do you say quick get the camera but by the time you get it the moment has passed.  It would also be helpful to catch the funny images we see by just driving down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think it would be nice if blogger put in a "like" button, kinda like on facebook, because lets face it sometimes commenting is a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been getting creative over here and organized enough to follow through (shocking I know) and the boys made some rockets, impressive huh? The best money spent.  It was all Collin and Kris I was just there to tear the tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvrUoyFMz6I/AAAAAAAAA3M/XyXdh2dgNWo/s1600-h/collin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvrUoyFMz6I/AAAAAAAAA3M/XyXdh2dgNWo/s320/collin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402864500087771042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvrUopkk9gI/AAAAAAAAA3E/74afHu4ajm0/s1600-h/porter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvrUopkk9gI/AAAAAAAAA3E/74afHu4ajm0/s320/porter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402864497803458050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that was a lot of rambling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-949034251770615787?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/949034251770615787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=949034251770615787&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/949034251770615787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/949034251770615787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-things.html' title='Funny Things'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvrUoyFMz6I/AAAAAAAAA3M/XyXdh2dgNWo/s72-c/collin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-187191724280069951</id><published>2009-11-03T20:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:34:09.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Ok I know that Halloween has been over for a couple of days but what kind of blogger would I be if I didn't share our fun day and pictures.  Actually by the Saturday I was done with Halloween and I was almost tempted to put our decorations away, I know what a party pooper.  But when it was all said and done we had a really fun night I even dressed up.  And I live in the best neighborhood because after trick or treating we all come together for a party, Kris even won the chili cook-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0p6ObppI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dnP1N6crHxA/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0p6ObppI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dnP1N6crHxA/s320/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400084954058827410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0qpCuQfI/AAAAAAAAA28/EXDuD_jdMoU/s1600-h/luigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0qpCuQfI/AAAAAAAAA28/EXDuD_jdMoU/s320/luigi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400084966626181618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin and his friend were so cute running around together, and Porter had a blast shooting his guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0qSwK5OI/AAAAAAAAA20/E4sD5Yvp3qY/s1600-h/ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0qSwK5OI/AAAAAAAAA20/E4sD5Yvp3qY/s320/ghost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400084960642786530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some ghost show up.  Don't worry they were nice but only if we gave them candy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-187191724280069951?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/187191724280069951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=187191724280069951&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/187191724280069951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/187191724280069951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SvD0p6ObppI/AAAAAAAAA2s/dnP1N6crHxA/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-1850756449206033587</id><published>2009-10-25T14:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:31:30.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>That is how I am describing how things are going over here.  Random people and friends keep saying things to me like "It will all be over too soon" or "Wow! you have your hands full" or "you are doing a great job with these .... energetic boys"  this last one is said with a look of pity.  I never have been good at keeping my feelings off of my face I guess I should practice so I don't keep getting these comments while I am out with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; I really do have it all together where the house is clean and everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; happy and dinner on the table, but other days the house is a wreck and everyone is crying including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news we got some family pictures taken.  I love how the pictures turned out I can really see how the boys look like Kris and that makes me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCeCoRC0I/AAAAAAAAA2k/34tqoPlJMgc/s1600-h/Heap+Family-9651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCeCoRC0I/AAAAAAAAA2k/34tqoPlJMgc/s320/Heap+Family-9651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396652074854320962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCeC6gc5I/AAAAAAAAA2c/cDlWN3ObpXM/s1600-h/Heap+Family-9735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCeC6gc5I/AAAAAAAAA2c/cDlWN3ObpXM/s320/Heap+Family-9735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396652074930828178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCdyj87JI/AAAAAAAAA2U/V-agko_1RQU/s1600-h/Heap+Family-9665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCdyj87JI/AAAAAAAAA2U/V-agko_1RQU/s320/Heap+Family-9665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396652070541257874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-1850756449206033587?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1850756449206033587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=1850756449206033587&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/1850756449206033587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/1850756449206033587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SuTCeCoRC0I/AAAAAAAAA2k/34tqoPlJMgc/s72-c/Heap+Family-9651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-887648944705338476</id><published>2009-09-29T15:44:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:02:40.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>I feel like I should blog since I haven't in about 3 weeks but I don't have much to say because not to much has been going on except for the usually craziness of adding a 3rd child to the family.  You know constant diapering, feeding, burping running around after Porter and I have major case of mommy brain, I have not been able to remember anything and often loose my train of thought in mid sentence or task. (I think I have rewritten this sentence 4 times now). But we have been "hanging in there" (that is what I like to say when people ask how the whole bishop and new baby thing are going).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I now bring you the cute picture part of the post. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKPGK8YePI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5DqYPVOXkNY/s1600-h/evan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKPGK8YePI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5DqYPVOXkNY/s320/evan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387025440468138226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKPFmTBbFI/AAAAAAAAA18/lhegPze2Pdw/s1600-h/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKPFmTBbFI/AAAAAAAAA18/lhegPze2Pdw/s320/drink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387025430630984786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKR9YdF4PI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gQx9rr_zSxM/s1600-h/IMG_5585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKR9YdF4PI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gQx9rr_zSxM/s320/IMG_5585.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387028588011053298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-887648944705338476?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/887648944705338476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=887648944705338476&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/887648944705338476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/887648944705338476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SsKPGK8YePI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5DqYPVOXkNY/s72-c/evan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-5791788531776322802</id><published>2009-08-31T07:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:38:48.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Crap-Literally</title><content type='html'>There is nothing quite like the feeling of the kids in bed and your newborn, bathed, fed, changed and all bundled up cozy in his bed and knowing you have a couple of hours by yourself to sleep. BUT as you are leaving the room you hear the wonderful sound of him filling his pants.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Spvfw87HjNI/AAAAAAAAA1s/H9KtVe4AOTI/s1600-h/evan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Spvfw87HjNI/AAAAAAAAA1s/H9KtVe4AOTI/s320/evan1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376136612277619922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpvfwQwp6FI/AAAAAAAAA1k/wKdrrg15T9U/s1600-h/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpvfwQwp6FI/AAAAAAAAA1k/wKdrrg15T9U/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376136600422574162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing they are so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-5791788531776322802?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5791788531776322802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=5791788531776322802&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/5791788531776322802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/5791788531776322802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-crap-literally.html' title='Oh Crap-Literally'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Spvfw87HjNI/AAAAAAAAA1s/H9KtVe4AOTI/s72-c/evan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-1112876787662353730</id><published>2009-08-24T09:22:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:50:57.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>We are all a little sleep deprived, the house is a mess and quit often we are still in our pajamas at 10 in the morning, but we have survived the first 2 weeks with a newborn in our house.  I am actually doing pretty good and everyday I feel a little bit more "normal" I even made it to church yesterday, I really couldn't have done it without my sister's help especially when Porter decided to spit out his water and throw a toy 3 or 4 rows up during the meeting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy is doing great. He is eating and sleeping awesome for a 2 week old, I really can't complain about only getting up twice in the middle of the night to feed him (even though I do).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7qIA71cI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7n-YF9mAayg/s1600-h/evan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7qIA71cI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7n-YF9mAayg/s320/evan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634006530905538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin started 1st grade and is loving it at least he says he does, he mostly talks about how fun the bus is and how he gets 3 recesses.  We will see how this week goes now that homework is going to officially start. The first day and the first week of school were pretty much a blur to me thank goodness Kris is around to help him get up and off to school or else we wouldn't have made it.  I will be much better this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7ycRATdI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2P_AZc6uJZA/s1600-h/collin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7ycRATdI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2P_AZc6uJZA/s320/collin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634149405969874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Porter, he is adjusting to not having Collin around and a new baby as well as any 2 year could.  He misses Collin a lot and ask "where did Collin go"  about 100 times a day.  I really need to step it up on having fun things for us to do during the day, any ideas out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7709rYdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tGhy6WxZDpw/s1600-h/porter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7709rYdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tGhy6WxZDpw/s320/porter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373634310654616018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I only walked away for a second and when I came back he had marker all over his arms and face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-1112876787662353730?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1112876787662353730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=1112876787662353730&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/1112876787662353730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/1112876787662353730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-2-weeks.html' title='The first 2 weeks'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SpL7qIA71cI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7n-YF9mAayg/s72-c/evan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-3976931907439140740</id><published>2009-08-15T17:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:15:59.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Guy</title><content type='html'>So I am finally getting around to posting about our new little baby but it has only been a week and I have been a little busy and TIRED. But what's new? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMog200hI/AAAAAAAAA1E/M7r0S4uT8nA/s1600-h/evan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMog200hI/AAAAAAAAA1E/M7r0S4uT8nA/s320/evan1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370345339560972818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our sweet little guy, we named him Evan Miller he weighed 8lbs even and was 22 inches long.  We waited all day for this little one to come out, so long in fact we started regretting our decision to be induced.  But he finally came and all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMn9W2hBI/AAAAAAAAA08/jd07QixtNNw/s1600-h/evan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMn9W2hBI/AAAAAAAAA08/jd07QixtNNw/s320/evan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370345330031625234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far he has been a good eater and sleeper, the first couple of nights were rough because all he wanted to do was eat! and poop! But things have fallen into a good groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMnjK-CZI/AAAAAAAAA00/Xtr75_tmMmo/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMnjK-CZI/AAAAAAAAA00/Xtr75_tmMmo/s320/kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370345323002464658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other 2 kids are absolutely in love with him, they always want to know if and when the baby's eye are open so that they can hold and lub him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-3976931907439140740?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3976931907439140740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=3976931907439140740&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3976931907439140740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3976931907439140740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-guy.html' title='The New Guy'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SodMog200hI/AAAAAAAAA1E/M7r0S4uT8nA/s72-c/evan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-3569627065118960133</id><published>2009-08-02T16:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:26:53.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Snooze</title><content type='html'>There is nothing like a Sunday nap, and hey look my husband is home today.  I guess that is the advantage of 8:00 church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnYgantA8sI/AAAAAAAAA0E/hcn_qosB3Zo/s1600-h/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnYgantA8sI/AAAAAAAAA0E/hcn_qosB3Zo/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365511647765000898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my spot right in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnYgazs1odI/AAAAAAAAA0M/vr7RfxbF2Xw/s1600-h/snooze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnYgazs1odI/AAAAAAAAA0M/vr7RfxbF2Xw/s320/snooze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365511650985484754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-3569627065118960133?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3569627065118960133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=3569627065118960133&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3569627065118960133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3569627065118960133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-snooze.html' title='Sunday Snooze'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnYgantA8sI/AAAAAAAAA0E/hcn_qosB3Zo/s72-c/boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-8538715658874960414</id><published>2009-08-01T18:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:00:51.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnTzAAQNyTI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tKAMVQ3Guc0/s1600-h/chocolate"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnTzAAQNyTI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tKAMVQ3Guc0/s320/chocolate" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365180237498665266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel some days.  Take your pick: chocolate or soda, I pick chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-8538715658874960414?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8538715658874960414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=8538715658874960414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/8538715658874960414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/8538715658874960414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-how-i-feel-some-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SnTzAAQNyTI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tKAMVQ3Guc0/s72-c/chocolate' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-313098154178378943</id><published>2009-07-27T07:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:01:30.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More info-merical fun!</title><content type='html'>So I have to admit my kids and I have have watched entirely too much TV this summer, I am going to blame it on the pregnancy and heat.  But I have discovered Collin like me has a little obsession with info-mericals too.  These are his top 3 things that he says we need to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OXY CLEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lcezmuI/AAAAAAAAAz0/W9IkzV8aLYs/s1600-h/oxy+clean"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lcezmuI/AAAAAAAAAz0/W9IkzV8aLYs/s320/oxy+clean" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152281777969890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says this one is for me so I can get our clothes cleaner.  There is something about Billy Mayes screaming at you that you just can't resist.  He will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, this is for Porter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lIssdaI/AAAAAAAAAzs/AL381wvHy-c/s1600-h/trains"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lIssdaI/AAAAAAAAAzs/AL381wvHy-c/s320/trains" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152276467512738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says Porter would really love it and we should TOTALLY get.  I think secretly he wants it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lFfAQBI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xQD3xT5YDko/s1600-h/brush"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lFfAQBI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xQD3xT5YDko/s320/brush" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152275604783122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says this would make it so much easier for him to brush his teeth everyday.  I have to admit this one caught my eye as well, but as I thought about it it really is just a bug waste of money, I can guess my kids will still get toothpaste everywhere and I would have one more thing to clean in the bathroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-313098154178378943?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/313098154178378943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=313098154178378943&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/313098154178378943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/313098154178378943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-info-merical-fun.html' title='More info-merical fun!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sm2-lcezmuI/AAAAAAAAAz0/W9IkzV8aLYs/s72-c/oxy+clean' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-330743755497944969</id><published>2009-07-26T11:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:34:00.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a  widow</title><content type='html'>No No Kris is not deceased or anything, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just called to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BISHOP&lt;br /&gt;(Most of my readers are LDS, but if you need to know what that means let me know, and I will explain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think he will do an awesome job, he is such a great leader who is very kind and patient and I look forward to the good experiences we get to have.  Or maybe I am just very naive and clueless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-330743755497944969?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/330743755497944969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=330743755497944969&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/330743755497944969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/330743755497944969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-widow.html' title='I&apos;m a  widow'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-3443877996627663514</id><published>2009-07-21T15:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:15:13.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEWW!!</title><content type='html'>So last night I was looking out the window to see the rain coming down and enjoying the quick cool off of the night, and I noticed some of my kids toys outside, being a good mom that I am I decided to go and get them so the wouldn't get wet.  As stepped outside I noticed a huge spider web with a huge black spider in it, I immediately call to Kris to kill it for me but of course his first instinct is to take a picture of it instead of squashing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SmZI_Y6aNRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/JyyYVX6DVOU/s1600-h/spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SmZI_Y6aNRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/JyyYVX6DVOU/s320/spider.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361052660287550738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he is clicking away I notice another web with another black spider it in, this one was a little more skittish so we didn't get a picture but luckily the bug spray got him.  And yes folks look closely at the red hour glass shape on it.... a black widow. 2 black widows to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;And just when you thought a bug story couldn't get any longer, it does.  I decided this morning to clean up all the leaves that blew into the web last night and as I am sweeping I see little dots running around everywhere, yep it had babies, I think maybe I need to call a bug guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-3443877996627663514?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3443877996627663514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=3443877996627663514&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3443877996627663514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3443877996627663514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/eeww.html' title='EEWW!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SmZI_Y6aNRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/JyyYVX6DVOU/s72-c/spider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-2611061359922775684</id><published>2009-07-18T07:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T07:56:44.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SmHiaEPsXGI/AAAAAAAAAzU/C0nS0O-8UTI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 56px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SmHiaEPsXGI/AAAAAAAAAzU/C0nS0O-8UTI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813968991640674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally joined up on facebook.  I think this makes me really hip and cool now, well that statement probably knocked me down a few notches but still.  So if you want to be my friend send me a request.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-2611061359922775684?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2611061359922775684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=2611061359922775684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/2611061359922775684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/2611061359922775684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SmHiaEPsXGI/AAAAAAAAAzU/C0nS0O-8UTI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-6897220709367903698</id><published>2009-07-15T14:31:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:02:41.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGOS and SAND</title><content type='html'>Our children have a little obsessions with LEGOS so we thought we would feed into it a little more and take them Legoland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LbNO3SsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/5ozJGvKn8og/s1600-h/beetle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LbNO3SsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/5ozJGvKn8og/s320/beetle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358803537398024898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter had so much fun going on most of the rides, he loved it and kept asking for "more rides" I was very happy he could go on most of them it made the day very pleasant that he didn't have to stay in the stroller all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LbvhF4FI/AAAAAAAAAyc/YEfaTSLMOBM/s1600-h/ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LbvhF4FI/AAAAAAAAAyc/YEfaTSLMOBM/s320/ny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358803546601283666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LcP0G3WI/AAAAAAAAAyk/gPisByqFX44/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LcP0G3WI/AAAAAAAAAyk/gPisByqFX44/s320/car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358803555270974818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin of course was tall enough to go on everything and he had a blast, I think his favorite was the fast roller coaster rides.  But really he just couldn't wait for the end of the day to spend his birthday money on a LEGO set.  Maybe next time we will buy things first and run them out to the car so we don't have the constant nagging.  (Look at that concentration, maybe he will be a good driver someday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we were on to the beach for some real fun.                                        &lt;br /&gt;For me anyways, I love the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5NPcBj0BI/AAAAAAAAAy8/8J1rG4YGQzk/s1600-h/boogie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5NPcBj0BI/AAAAAAAAAy8/8J1rG4YGQzk/s320/boogie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358805534233579538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5NNkSJ0vI/AAAAAAAAAys/_XrPF7hEy2M/s1600-h/splsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5NNkSJ0vI/AAAAAAAAAys/_XrPF7hEy2M/s320/splsh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358805502090924786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids had a great time, I couldn't keep Collin out of the water, he kept splashing and playing and even tried the boogie board out.  He kept getting sand in his pocket and it was weighing his pants down really bad, it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5NOWcLl3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/jt_rDWJAqtM/s1600-h/porter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5NOWcLl3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/jt_rDWJAqtM/s320/porter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358805515554756466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter had a little more fun on the shore, he did go in the water but he had more fun with the shovel and the bucket.  When he did go in the water he was plastered to one of our legs or in our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5PaN3zxZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/vWwZ-VsgDiQ/s1600-h/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5PaN3zxZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/vWwZ-VsgDiQ/s320/swing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358807918436402578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5Pav77miI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OygmCa5fdYg/s1600-h/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5Pav77miI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OygmCa5fdYg/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358807927580498466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day we went back down to the beach to get some good sunset pictures, the lighting was great and we got some fun shots.  I think I am pretty lucky to have such great looking boys around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-6897220709367903698?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6897220709367903698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=6897220709367903698&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/6897220709367903698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/6897220709367903698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/legos-and-sand.html' title='LEGOS and SAND'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Sl5LbNO3SsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/5ozJGvKn8og/s72-c/beetle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-2262432357675746377</id><published>2009-07-08T14:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:42:54.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope the movie is better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SlUSlRO7bnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/w_nb1HhB4aY/s1600-h/39103444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SlUSlRO7bnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/w_nb1HhB4aY/s320/39103444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356207763317550706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Review Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually only post books I really enjoy and want to share, but not with this one.  I was really disappointed by this book, it started out really good and interesting but then it went down hill somewhere after 50 pages or so.  Its about a guy that time travels forward and backwards in time and has no control of when and where.  He meets his future wife when she is 6 and he is like 40ish and the story goes on from there.  But it just is so boring no surprises because he (and the readers) already knows what is going to happen and blah blah blah.  Also the author felt the need to put the F word in almost every chapter and she also used some other raunchie words, it got really annoying. &lt;br /&gt;There is a movie coming out in August and it look pretty good, but I think I am going to wait for it to come out on video and then I can get it from redbox and only pay $1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-2262432357675746377?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2262432357675746377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=2262432357675746377&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/2262432357675746377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/2262432357675746377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hope-movie-is-better.html' title='I hope the movie is better'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SlUSlRO7bnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/w_nb1HhB4aY/s72-c/39103444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-7490382075615596782</id><published>2009-07-01T08:13:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:40:11.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 YEAR'S OLD</title><content type='html'>Collin's Birthday was last weekend and we had some real LEGO fun.  He wanted a LEGO themed party and I have to tell you I was clueless as how to incorporate games and stuff into a b-day party,  but I pulled it off alright.  The most exciting one was going on a treasure hunt for "the golden brick" and inside was a small Lego set each of the boys could put together... umm maybe I should say Kris and I ran around helping each boy put theirs together, that's why there are no pictures of that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Skt-F_mkr8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/lqap7WfAs8k/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Skt-F_mkr8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/lqap7WfAs8k/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353511223497633730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I made a LEGO shaped B-day cake that I will not show too closely because I think it could have turned out better, the frosting was too thin and it was too hot and it kept sliding off the cake.  Luckily for the lack of good looks it made up for in taste, it was delicious, I will thank the Pillsbury Dough Boy for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Skt-GmxqC9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/9iQLxYv3YzI/s1600-h/driller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Skt-GmxqC9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/9iQLxYv3YzI/s320/driller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353511234013105106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin got some really fun things from his friends that he loves and plays with!  But I kept the gift he really wanted for the end and I could tell as he opened each present he was thinking "this isn't the Thunder Driller", so he was really excited  in the end when he got what he has been asking and saving his money for for the past 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course what would be a summer birthday party be without water, so we borrowed the old blow up water slide from the in-laws and let the boys play.  Every time we get it out and set it up we hold our breath hoping it will still inflates and every time we are surprised it still works, especially when the boys play so rough on it.  We are lucky there were no casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SkuBHkh-YXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/mvHiHBRSVn0/s1600-h/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SkuBHkh-YXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/mvHiHBRSVn0/s320/jump.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353514549125210482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SkuBIH5meWI/AAAAAAAAAxw/bF2ye3qzXMc/s1600-h/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/SkuBIH5meWI/AAAAAAAAAxw/bF2ye3qzXMc/s320/crash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353514558619548002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-7490382075615596782?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7490382075615596782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=7490382075615596782&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/7490382075615596782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/7490382075615596782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/07/collins-birthday-was-last-weekend-and.html' title='6 YEAR&apos;S OLD'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Skt-F_mkr8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/lqap7WfAs8k/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-3202855859926966779</id><published>2009-06-09T14:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:26:49.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves, Annoyances, and Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Well the summer is well on its way at our house and we are settling into the new summer routine, Collin is in a basketball class that he loves and soon they both will start swimming.  I have really enjoyed both boys being home all day long and being able to play with both of them.  I am not saying things are perfect but they are alright. &lt;br /&gt;Well I did say I have some pet peeves and here they are: signing up and paying for a class and it taking forever to cash my check -like 2-3 months! Come on don't you want your money.  &lt;br /&gt;Another is pregnancy pants.  Come on designers medium is not a one size fits all, make them medium. Not small, not big, and please put some back pockets on the butt.  Everyone knows that back pockets make your butt look so much better, and if you do put them in make sure they are real, nothing is worse than thinking that you have pockets and then your hand gets stuck at the top because they are fake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7RIcA_ovI/AAAAAAAAAxI/7ljp2trekSE/s1600-h/sitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7RIcA_ovI/AAAAAAAAAxI/7ljp2trekSE/s320/sitting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345439750624879346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7RIK0d9BI/AAAAAAAAAxA/O_FVX8b6nv8/s1600-h/collin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7RIK0d9BI/AAAAAAAAAxA/O_FVX8b6nv8/s320/collin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345439746008937490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have some things to be really grateful for, for instance my husband, he decided not to work out this morning so instead of sleeping in he went to the grocery store for me and did some of my shopping because he knows sometimes I just feel to tired and overwhelmed to get it done.  Also, the nice weather we are having, I decided to ditch out on some house work this morning to feed the ducks at the park and I didn't melt in my own puddle of sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7R8gRyH8I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/J0kS3Jj3S08/s1600-h/frig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7R8gRyH8I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/J0kS3Jj3S08/s320/frig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345440645122236354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very grateful to see this, even though it makes my kitchen look messy it makes me smile to know how much fun my kids had coloring and how proud they are when we post them up on the frig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-3202855859926966779?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3202855859926966779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=3202855859926966779&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3202855859926966779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/3202855859926966779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/06/pet-peeves-annoyances-and-gratitude.html' title='Pet Peeves, Annoyances, and Gratitude'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827428317789702219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15399302914675483590'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4Wp0fwwvZ0/Si7RIcA_ovI/AAAAAAAAAxI/7ljp2trekSE/s72-c/sitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582253412202349702.post-4557361869740851594</id><published>2009-05-24T20:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:48:42.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking at Red Mountain</title><content type='html'>We went on a little hike on the Hawes Trail by Red Mountain this weekend. Here are some pictures from the hike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FHeapDDS%2Falbumid%2F5339601219390881505%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582253412202349702-4557361869740851594?l=krisandsarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4557361869740851594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582253412202349702&amp;postID=4557361869740851594&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/4557361869740851594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582253412202349702/posts/default/4557361869740851594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandsarah.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiking-at-red-mountain.html' title='Hiking at Red Mountain'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04771341528976634596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01704487887651982371'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>