<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423</id><updated>2012-02-11T10:24:26.300-08:00</updated><category term='get ur hair did'/><category term='Kenden and his movies'/><category term='Tree Climbing'/><category term='freaking awesome'/><category term='Smith River'/><title type='text'>Crowley's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8843188665942621097</id><published>2011-12-21T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T09:40:03.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been far too long</title><content type='html'>Well, so much for me posting after I got my new computer.&amp;nbsp; I've been a serious slacker, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We're gonna start with Brady's 2nd birthday.&amp;nbsp; I don't know why I felt&amp;nbsp;the need to go big this year for him, but I kinda did.&amp;nbsp; I knew the theme I wanted to do, and as I googled it, I found the perfect and&amp;nbsp;Cutest party ever, it was exactly&amp;nbsp;what I was thinking I wanted to do as far as colors,&amp;nbsp;and I just wanted to do everything this lady had done.&amp;nbsp;Click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.jatyourservice.com/2011/04/lil-monsters-2nd-birthday-party.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you want to see it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so tired of having the boys' parties at pizza places, since 2 of the 3 are in December, you can't really do it outside. I knew I wanted it somewhere where there was alot of running around room, basically I wanted just a big room. where can I find one of those?! Then my MIL suggested the shop,&lt;br /&gt;My husbands office has a huge 2 bay shop, and it's heated... So thats where we had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now I'll just post some&amp;nbsp;pictures....&amp;nbsp;And they are in no particular order... I still have 100's of photos to go thru of the party so there is not alot of all the guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFjhONihh-c/TvIMI9HBCcI/AAAAAAAABM8/Eki09DDi66w/s1600/b+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFjhONihh-c/TvIMI9HBCcI/AAAAAAAABM8/Eki09DDi66w/s200/b+table.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_hhhe7arro/TvIP0DfvsmI/AAAAAAAABNM/Wc3_Fhq0Bx0/s1600/b+activity+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_hhhe7arro/TvIP0DfvsmI/AAAAAAAABNM/Wc3_Fhq0Bx0/s200/b+activity+table.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxwAAEGyUWI/TvIP2UudDcI/AAAAAAAABNU/V5hbPDYG5G4/s1600/b+buddie+photobooth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxwAAEGyUWI/TvIP2UudDcI/AAAAAAAABNU/V5hbPDYG5G4/s200/b+buddie+photobooth.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzCBxXwJpFA/TvIP3-oL25I/AAAAAAAABNc/yc7NSWauLFw/s1600/b+buddies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzCBxXwJpFA/TvIP3-oL25I/AAAAAAAABNc/yc7NSWauLFw/s200/b+buddies.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaSTXaNEtng/TvIP8FQ1HCI/AAAAAAAABNs/bMwuZ7T7DFc/s1600/b+dirty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaSTXaNEtng/TvIP8FQ1HCI/AAAAAAAABNs/bMwuZ7T7DFc/s200/b+dirty.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So filthy!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EhjT91WzKyQ/TvIQA-RFL7I/AAAAAAAABN0/gOHKs4L2uCY/s1600/b+make+a+monster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EhjT91WzKyQ/TvIQA-RFL7I/AAAAAAAABN0/gOHKs4L2uCY/s200/b+make+a+monster.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tate making a monster&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTDUWIQ1ke8/TvIQJv84kQI/AAAAAAAABOE/6LhCMxglj4k/s1600/b+photobooth+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTDUWIQ1ke8/TvIQJv84kQI/AAAAAAAABOE/6LhCMxglj4k/s200/b+photobooth+love.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiIbmESYoQo/TvIQNdr9JCI/AAAAAAAABOM/V3BoMX0G_7I/s1600/b+photobooth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiIbmESYoQo/TvIQNdr9JCI/AAAAAAAABOM/V3BoMX0G_7I/s200/b+photobooth.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HnztR8W9Q4/TvIQRK5WocI/AAAAAAAABOU/qGRJybwm6nc/s1600/b+pinata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HnztR8W9Q4/TvIQRK5WocI/AAAAAAAABOU/qGRJybwm6nc/s200/b+pinata.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Act4Et4Waf4/TvIQaGk3OwI/AAAAAAAABOk/OewzQ_Uw8rE/s1600/b+table+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="105" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Act4Et4Waf4/TvIQaGk3OwI/AAAAAAAABOk/OewzQ_Uw8rE/s200/b+table+1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Srqj1rQ5GKw/TvIQdNztAnI/AAAAAAAABOs/7FbD_n8D92A/s1600/b+table+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="107" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Srqj1rQ5GKw/TvIQdNztAnI/AAAAAAAABOs/7FbD_n8D92A/s200/b+table+2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4czfdUY49to/TvIQkeTCGTI/AAAAAAAABO8/k89pHYewSY0/s1600/b+treat+box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4czfdUY49to/TvIQkeTCGTI/AAAAAAAABO8/k89pHYewSY0/s200/b+treat+box.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7u9Jr1EaAAs/TvIQoHFMtrI/AAAAAAAABPE/uIoni9LJiDI/s1600/b+waterbottles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7u9Jr1EaAAs/TvIQoHFMtrI/AAAAAAAABPE/uIoni9LJiDI/s200/b+waterbottles.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eq2L9siljn0/TvIRGxnupmI/AAAAAAAABPM/vxGC2-cYERY/s1600/b+snack+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eq2L9siljn0/TvIRGxnupmI/AAAAAAAABPM/vxGC2-cYERY/s1600/b+snack+table.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was very happy with how it turned out and I think everyone had a good time. I know Brady did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure how I feel about Brady being 2. He is so fun, but has become a lot of work. He's sooo independent, and feels as tho he can do everything big brothers do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He loves his big brothers soo much, and they him. He&amp;nbsp;also&amp;nbsp;loves anything that involves a ball, or has wheels.﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-mc0NbQbJc/TvIUT2ahM9I/AAAAAAAABPU/M8GsOJgXGNA/s1600/b+scooter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-mc0NbQbJc/TvIUT2ahM9I/AAAAAAAABPU/M8GsOJgXGNA/s320/b+scooter.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is soo good at riding this scooter. I'm actually positive that he rides it better than any other 2 year old.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I love my little Brader Man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8843188665942621097?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8843188665942621097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8843188665942621097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8843188665942621097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8843188665942621097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-been-far-too-long.html' title='it&apos;s been far too long'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFjhONihh-c/TvIMI9HBCcI/AAAAAAAABM8/Eki09DDi66w/s72-c/b+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8749092731340241702</id><published>2011-07-06T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:25:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT NEWS!!!</title><content type='html'>So I have some super news. After complaining to my husband for what seems like over a year. We are finally getting a new computer.&amp;nbsp; This old laptop, has kept me from keeping you updated on the pure craziness in our world over here. Plus you've been really missing out on some adorable photos of the root of that Craziness. Having these 3 wild&amp;nbsp;boys does not give me time to sit and wait, and wait, and wait... on this extremely slow, tempermental thing. I mean something is gonna get destroyed. It also&amp;nbsp;loves the number 1, so randomly it will just keep typing 111111111111111111111, and won't let you do anything else.&amp;nbsp;(of course when you take it into someone it will stop).&amp;nbsp;I guess since Eric doesn't use it, he hasn't relized what a PAIN it is... Anyway, so in the&amp;nbsp;very near future you can start looking for some new, somewhat&amp;nbsp;exciting, and probably definitely&amp;nbsp;comical posts.&amp;nbsp;Well comical for you...&amp;nbsp; I'm just wondering how I have not been admitted yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this is gonna be a real pain, but I think I'm gonna have to change the blog address, since for the past 19 months now, we are no longer a family of&amp;nbsp; four.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8749092731340241702?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8749092731340241702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8749092731340241702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8749092731340241702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8749092731340241702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/great-news.html' title='GREAT NEWS!!!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5499185292614916898</id><published>2010-09-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:14:37.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools back in...</title><content type='html'>Oh I'm such a bad blogger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is back in session... And I cannot tell you how ecstatic I am. I really love my kids and love hanging out with them, but after the things they did to me this summer, I definitely needed the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEXxQhcGbI/AAAAAAAABHc/iFOlbBEzV4o/s1600/IMG_2493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEXxQhcGbI/AAAAAAAABHc/iFOlbBEzV4o/s200/IMG_2493.JPG" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kenden is now&amp;nbsp;in kindergarten and thinks he is just HOTT stuff.&amp;nbsp; His whole attitude has changed. The first couple days it was ok for me to walk him in to school. Now he tells me to stay in the car, he can do it himself. ='( sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEYXv6pIKI/AAAAAAAABHk/Qaw_IM0N9vs/s1600/IMG_2494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEYXv6pIKI/AAAAAAAABHk/Qaw_IM0N9vs/s320/IMG_2494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's such a goof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little man Tate is now in his 2nd year of preschool. I was curious to see how well he would do without Kenden. They are still in the same school, but not together.&amp;nbsp; Last year he would cry and have to give me 50 hugs before I left him, and I always had to reassure him I would be back and that I would not do anything fun without him.&amp;nbsp; Well, on his first day he gave me one hug and a quick kiss and said bye mom. Then when I picked him up his teacher said he had been&amp;nbsp;the best kid out of all the preschoolers he has, and there is alot. (I know what you people that know Tate are thinking... Yes it's true. he said "the best Kid", I couldn't believe it either.) lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't get a real good picture of Tate on his first day, and he wouldn't put down that yucky blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEY0us9zfI/AAAAAAAABHs/GW_fJknkXvo/s1600/IMG_2508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEY0us9zfI/AAAAAAAABHs/GW_fJknkXvo/s320/IMG_2508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady and I are enjoying our one on one time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Did I mention, Kendens kindergarten class goes all day til 2:30, so the 3 days Tate goes, he stays til 2:30 too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now for a little update on my special lil man Brady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady is by far the most well behaved, baby I have&amp;nbsp;ever met. He is and excellant sleeper and has been sleeping the 10 to 12 hours at night and will take 3 to 4 naps a day, and not short ones either they usually are longer than an hour.&amp;nbsp; I took him in for his 9 month checkup and he weighed in at 19lbs 2oz and was 27.5 inches long so he is in the 25% for both height and weight. This is so strange to me since Kenden and Tate were both like in the 90%&amp;nbsp; Brady at 9 months weighs less than Tate did at 4 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZLgAzjXI/AAAAAAAABH0/3q45dhNcGeE/s1600/IMG_2535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZLgAzjXI/AAAAAAAABH0/3q45dhNcGeE/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;eating spaghetti for the first time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The little guy has no teeth yet, but has been teething for MONTHS. they come up, then go back down, come up, then go back down.&amp;nbsp; It's looking like the 2 bottom are going to finally make their appearance tho.&amp;nbsp; He says mama, dada, mum mum, ba ba, and Hi. He loves to scream, (happy scream), but it's so hard to actually get him to giggle, even tho it looks like he's going to.&amp;nbsp; He is so close to crawling, I think today could be the day. And he is starting to pull himself up on things. The past 9 months have gone way way too fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZVFTvC8I/AAAAAAAABH8/Cjg9a-ubIAE/s1600/IMG_2564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZVFTvC8I/AAAAAAAABH8/Cjg9a-ubIAE/s320/IMG_2564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZdysSOkI/AAAAAAAABIE/Ajl3tuinRRM/s1600/IMG_2585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZdysSOkI/AAAAAAAABIE/Ajl3tuinRRM/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZmtrFbvI/AAAAAAAABIM/WfAPt_3f5oM/s1600/IMG_2591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEZmtrFbvI/AAAAAAAABIM/WfAPt_3f5oM/s320/IMG_2591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are just a few random pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEkcfY4dPI/AAAAAAAABJE/GiNbFteV9jc/s1600/IMG_2479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEkcfY4dPI/AAAAAAAABJE/GiNbFteV9jc/s320/IMG_2479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taking a break&amp;nbsp;while&amp;nbsp;hiking. Tate was such a trooper he made it the whole 7 miles, when Eric and Kenden turned back after like 1 mile. and yeah I freakin pushed that stroller with Brady in it,&amp;nbsp;uphill for like 3 miles. For some reason, SOMEONE didn't think it was necesary to have a backpack for him.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEjBILvUfI/AAAAAAAABIc/8kZYvGaetvg/s1600/IMG_2561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEjBILvUfI/AAAAAAAABIc/8kZYvGaetvg/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what happens when you tell them to dress themselves.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEj_IgGb1I/AAAAAAAABI0/LVl4vNhdOqM/s1600/IMG_2481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEj_IgGb1I/AAAAAAAABI0/LVl4vNhdOqM/s320/IMG_2481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing for our friends that went camping with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Hopefully I will post&amp;nbsp;again before another &amp;nbsp;4 months go by.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5499185292614916898?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5499185292614916898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5499185292614916898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5499185292614916898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5499185292614916898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/09/schools-back-in.html' title='Schools back in...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/TJEXxQhcGbI/AAAAAAAABHc/iFOlbBEzV4o/s72-c/IMG_2493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3419585723449140386</id><published>2010-05-22T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:24:39.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a lil update... but dang I forgot mothers day. Maybe i'll post that later. or maybe not....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kenden is now playing Tee Ball and its one of the cutest things ever. He is starting to really get it and gets better and better everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hy7b-vZNI/AAAAAAAABFA/84f2bd2u2eI/s1600/IMG_1262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hy7b-vZNI/AAAAAAAABFA/84f2bd2u2eI/s320/IMG_1262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hzLOZeniI/AAAAAAAABFI/fQ6Iy88N5p0/s1600/IMG_1272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hzLOZeniI/AAAAAAAABFI/fQ6Iy88N5p0/s320/IMG_1272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hzdzfR_9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/3uL3SDWc4II/s1600/IMG_1265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hzdzfR_9I/AAAAAAAABFQ/3uL3SDWc4II/s320/IMG_1265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hzwDisgCI/AAAAAAAABFY/Mu20jeEVyk4/s1600/IMG_1275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hzwDisgCI/AAAAAAAABFY/Mu20jeEVyk4/s320/IMG_1275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hyWZRSNrI/AAAAAAAABE4/ojY8tFnEchg/s1600/IMG_1258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hyWZRSNrI/AAAAAAAABE4/ojY8tFnEchg/s320/IMG_1258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hxz3AsTVI/AAAAAAAABEw/UuYXkahGKlE/s1600/IMG_1256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hxz3AsTVI/AAAAAAAABEw/UuYXkahGKlE/s320/IMG_1256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brady~ &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;is now 5 months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and I can't believe it. He is still such a good baby and so sweet. He's&amp;nbsp;cutting his first tooth,&amp;nbsp;but still has&amp;nbsp;that slobbery smile for me. &amp;nbsp;I mean how could you not love this face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h1qWQoeOI/AAAAAAAABFg/DgN6mO-aalI/s1600/IMG_1227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h1qWQoeOI/AAAAAAAABFg/DgN6mO-aalI/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h2B_WgS9I/AAAAAAAABFo/q2B0sASBlHY/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h2B_WgS9I/AAAAAAAABFo/q2B0sASBlHY/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And look at those Lashes... I may not of had a baby girl, but I got a beautiful baby boy with long curly lashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h2RmIPFMI/AAAAAAAABFw/ypM-dUNaD_Q/s1600/IMG_1239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h2RmIPFMI/AAAAAAAABFw/ypM-dUNaD_Q/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h24oBhQAI/AAAAAAAABGA/xfueQ-3porQ/s1600/IMG_1244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h24oBhQAI/AAAAAAAABGA/xfueQ-3porQ/s320/IMG_1244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And what about this face? It cracks me up!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h2mba5T2I/AAAAAAAABF4/s1A8_TFCZRA/s1600/IMG_1234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h2mba5T2I/AAAAAAAABF4/s1A8_TFCZRA/s320/IMG_1234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And who doesn't love a sleeping baby?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h26Hb0KGI/AAAAAAAABGI/S2CxtZEsmTI/s1600/sleepy+brady.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h26Hb0KGI/AAAAAAAABGI/S2CxtZEsmTI/s320/sleepy+brady.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Kenden~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Recently we found out Kenden has horrible vision. Poor guy has been seeing blur for who knows how long. So he got some glasses. I figured he wouldn't like wearing them all the time, that it would take some time getting used too. Um... No, He only takes them off at night. He absolutely LOVES them. His first day wearing them too school, all his friends were asking him why he was wearing glasses and he told them "Cause I can see. Watch &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(pulling his glasses down then back on repeatedly saying)&lt;/span&gt; blurry, clear, blurry, clear."&amp;nbsp; He also thinks he looks really cool. The other morning driving to school. He starts crying saying "OH NO MOM, I forgot my glasses! Now I'm not gonna be able to see" He was so upset and it broke my heart... so I turned all the way back around and got them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look how cute he is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h26kZg_3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/FUb758S8Ues/s1600/kendo+and+his+glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_h26kZg_3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/FUb758S8Ues/s200/kendo+and+his+glasses.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tate~ &lt;/span&gt;Lil Man Tate Turned 4 on the 14th. I can't believe he's 4. Eric was out of town on his birthday and I wanted it to be special. He had school, it just so happened that they were going on a field trip to a ranch to ride horses. I usually go to the field trips, but I didn't on this one, but it was my turn for snacks so I brought some snack along with cupcakes. So he had a great day at school. While he was at school I decorated our house and wrapped his presents. He was so excited when he saw it. (fyi his favorite color is pink, so i used pink streamers and balloons. You don't even have to say anything. I know....) My friend Kristen was a big help with blowing up all those balloons. It was such a beautiful day we decided to go to the park. We hung out at the park with Kristen and her&amp;nbsp;cute boy&amp;nbsp;Alexander who is 3 weeks older than Brady and our friend Amanda who just had a baby boy on the 19th.&amp;nbsp;After the park, I took all 3 boys BY MYSELF to Red Robin&amp;nbsp;for dinner, cause that's what Tate wanted. Then, we went and saw 'How To Train a Dragon" in 3D. They loved that movie and were so well behaved. It was a rare moment...that I'll cherish always. Brady didn't even make a peep in the theatre. After the movie we came home and had cake and ice cream... He told me that it was the best day ever, and Kenden agreed. I usually always have a big party for my boys, but Tate's birthday just kinda snuck up on me. So I hope it was special enough for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big Thanks to Kristen for this photo. I just realized I didn't get a single picture of him on his birthday. I'm so grateful she did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_iBMLBzxFI/AAAAAAAABGY/yyUxqFzPrYk/s1600/Tates+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_iBMLBzxFI/AAAAAAAABGY/yyUxqFzPrYk/s320/Tates+4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;7 years~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On the 17th my hubby and I&amp;nbsp;celebrated our 7 year anniversary. We didn't do anything big since we had taken our San Diego trip. And we weren't gonna buy each other anything, but my husband surprised me with flowers and a new pair of Nike's that I had been dying for. He drove all over town looking for them too. Then he took me out to eat at Olive Garden. I can't say enough how much I love him, and appreciate him. He is such a hardworking man, who takes the best care&amp;nbsp;for his family, and would do just about anything for me, and us. Love you Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my lovely new shoes they are actually alot brighter than in this pic. The pink is like hot pink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_iGKPNZwHI/AAAAAAAABGg/TGqVaRzzEoU/s1600/nikes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_iGKPNZwHI/AAAAAAAABGg/TGqVaRzzEoU/s320/nikes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3419585723449140386?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3419585723449140386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3419585723449140386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3419585723449140386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3419585723449140386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/05/lil-update-but-dang-i-forgot-mothers.html' title='a lil update... but dang I forgot mothers day. Maybe i&apos;ll post that later. or maybe not....'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hy7b-vZNI/AAAAAAAABFA/84f2bd2u2eI/s72-c/IMG_1262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2238817763536326351</id><published>2010-05-22T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T17:02:54.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego</title><content type='html'>At the end of April beginning of May, we went on a family vacation to San Diego. Well it wasn't the whole family. We left Brady at home with my mom. Which was soooo hard for me, breastfeeding and all. Not too mention he was only 4 months.&amp;nbsp;He did awesome for my mom and picked back up breastfeeding, no problem. I have so many pictures I couldn't post them all, but I'll post a few cool ones.&amp;nbsp; I have most of them uploaded onto my facebook page so if you want to see them all then go &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2060311&amp;amp;l=87735513fb&amp;amp;id=1333560267"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2060334&amp;amp;id=1333560267&amp;amp;l=dc4cb0c477"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just quickly break down our trip. &lt;br /&gt;~Day 1.&amp;nbsp; Flew in and got our rental car and settled into our hotel room then played in the water. We stayed at the Catamaran, which was right on Mission Bay and a block from Mission Beach. It was beautiful. I would recomend staying there if you ever go down there. The hotel grounds were covered with cool plants and trees, ponds with huge Coi, and exoctic birds. Inside the Lobby there was&amp;nbsp; huge rocks and a&amp;nbsp;waterfall. We stayed in the Tower on the 12th floor so&amp;nbsp;we had an awesome view of the&amp;nbsp;Bay and the Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Day 2.&amp;nbsp; We went to the&amp;nbsp;Zoo on this day.&amp;nbsp; We were&amp;nbsp;there most the day and didn't see everything it was so huge. They had moving sidewalks like they do in&amp;nbsp;Airports, but they were up and down more like escalators. My boys love animals. It was so fun seeing how excited they would get&amp;nbsp;over a bird or a monkey. They had a 8 month old Panda. which was my favorite. It was so cute. And apparantly it had slept all day and came out to play right before we got to its exhibit. so we got pretty lucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Day 3.&amp;nbsp; Sea world day. I was so excited to go to Sea world, I may have been more excited to see Shamu, then my boys.&amp;nbsp; We went to a seal show, then the Shamu show, and a sesame street show in 4d.&amp;nbsp;Sesame Street was actually really cool! We didn't ride too many of the rides cause some of them you had to be completely dry and well...we were drenched, pretty much the whole day. Kenden made us sit in the 5th row&amp;nbsp;of the shamu show, and&amp;nbsp;the soak&amp;nbsp;zone goes up to row 16. So we got wet... and then of course Kenden was crying cause he didn't want to be wet.&amp;nbsp;(which is weird cause that boy lives in our backyard&amp;nbsp;playing in the&amp;nbsp;kiddy pool all day long&amp;nbsp;soaking his clothes) Anyway,&amp;nbsp;we also got to pet and feed&amp;nbsp;these Bat Rays.&amp;nbsp;They were funny cause they liked&amp;nbsp; being touched they would swim right&amp;nbsp;by your&amp;nbsp;hand. There was also a shark in there, I can't remember what kind, but&amp;nbsp;Tate got too feed it.&amp;nbsp;Its mouth was like a giant suction cup, It was really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Day&amp;nbsp;4.&amp;nbsp; We went to the Wild Animal Park and played in the Bay. The animal park was&amp;nbsp;even bigger than the zoo. We weren't expecting that so we probably&amp;nbsp;didn't even see a 1/4 of it. We took a train ride out to see a bunch of the animals, I got some really awesome pictures. We walked so much&amp;nbsp;on the previous days we were pretty tired so we went back to our hotel and played&amp;nbsp;in the bay.&amp;nbsp;It was so relaxing! And&amp;nbsp;on that evening we took a boat ride on the Bahia Belle, it was cool cause it was right around sunset. Would have been quite romantic if it was just me and the hubby, but...it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Day 5.&amp;nbsp; We went home!&amp;nbsp;We had such a good time, but the minute&amp;nbsp;we flew into the&amp;nbsp;Portland Airport I was ready to see my Brady Boy. We had to drive all the way back to Eugene, then I had to wait&amp;nbsp;for my parents to bring him up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kenden and Tate ready for some sun and water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hm3B_JidI/AAAAAAAABDw/Wrfty47g1JI/s1600/IMG_0688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hm3B_JidI/AAAAAAAABDw/Wrfty47g1JI/s320/IMG_0688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lioness just kept walking up to the glass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hnThBMBSI/AAAAAAAABD4/43FOR4zC_Cs/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shamu show and Petting the Bat Rays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hn65M82ZI/AAAAAAAABEA/hpd8QV-RfXY/s1600/IMG_0836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hn65M82ZI/AAAAAAAABEA/hpd8QV-RfXY/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hoRJ1ZPLI/AAAAAAAABEI/L8lEFKiJafE/s1600/IMG_0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hoRJ1ZPLI/AAAAAAAABEI/L8lEFKiJafE/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;View from our hotel room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hq_BQma7I/AAAAAAAABEg/GXc9vk8kaq0/s1600/IMG_0912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hq_BQma7I/AAAAAAAABEg/GXc9vk8kaq0/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our room was 2nd to top right in the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_ho0xdGODI/AAAAAAAABEQ/3H5YBApt3N4/s1600/IMG_1096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_ho0xdGODI/AAAAAAAABEQ/3H5YBApt3N4/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Upon the Bahia Belle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hqG4QcktI/AAAAAAAABEY/DOGzlujDMsA/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hqG4QcktI/AAAAAAAABEY/DOGzlujDMsA/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just thought this picture was awesome. I think at this point Kenden was pretending he was a Cheetah, and Tate was a Parrot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hr2UkjSTI/AAAAAAAABEo/rzowJw_EZHo/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hr2UkjSTI/AAAAAAAABEo/rzowJw_EZHo/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thank you everyone that helped out with Brady so we could go on this trip. We greatly Appreciate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2238817763536326351?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2238817763536326351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2238817763536326351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2238817763536326351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2238817763536326351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/05/san-diego.html' title='San Diego'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S_hm3B_JidI/AAAAAAAABDw/Wrfty47g1JI/s72-c/IMG_0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-9180690908742217783</id><published>2010-03-30T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:30:49.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7ImJADLBgI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JCprynKugl4/s1600/DSC02683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7ImJADLBgI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JCprynKugl4/s320/DSC02683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys know that if they get something on their clothes like&amp;nbsp; dirt, food, whatever it is, they have to put it ontop of the washing machine instead of the laundry basket.&amp;nbsp; I like to know what i need to put stain remover on without having to examine every item of clothing before putting it in the machine. So Tate put his jacket on top the machine cause it had dirt all over it. (I think he may have actually&amp;nbsp;been rolling around in the dirt on the playground) Anyways I picked it up, It was so heavy. I'm like what in the world is in this kids pockets? Well here&amp;nbsp;were the contents of his pockets, along with a whole lot of dirt...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7Igx8ubc_I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hbMiwYDoSW8/s1600/DSC02962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7Igx8ubc_I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hbMiwYDoSW8/s320/DSC02962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tates also really into coloring and drawing. Hes pretty good too. Heres a lovely picture he drew for me on my counter. They are&amp;nbsp;turkey's out of his hand... in case you couldn't tell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IkfV-_t0I/AAAAAAAAA-g/u94TCWdLaPY/s1600/DSC02906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IkfV-_t0I/AAAAAAAAA-g/u94TCWdLaPY/s320/DSC02906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People keep telling&amp;nbsp;me that the middle child seems to be forgotten more and can later act out.&amp;nbsp;Now that Tates the middle child...I really&amp;nbsp;don't know&amp;nbsp;what in the heck they're talking about. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;could never forget my&amp;nbsp;Tater. He wouldn't let me if I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this little man, Even when he's being his crazy self.&amp;nbsp; He really is one of the sweetest little boys ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is a mamas boy and loves his mama, and tells me constantly. I'm not complaining tho. I love it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; He loves EVERYBODY, and&amp;nbsp;when he meets you, your his instant bestfriend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you try to leave, he WILL come running after you screaming that he needs a hug and kiss.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ordered some food the other night, the delivery boy was probably 21ish, as soon as i opened the door Tate ran and hugged his legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He loves his brothers so much. Kenden and Tate are so so close. I hope they stay that way always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The batteries in&amp;nbsp;Bradys swing went dead. I was doing some hair so&amp;nbsp;I was having Tate push&amp;nbsp;him whenever it stopped. It was so cute.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Even tho&amp;nbsp;Tate was&amp;nbsp;busy&amp;nbsp;coloring, whenever i would&amp;nbsp;ask him to push brady, he'd jump right up and say&amp;nbsp;shore.&amp;nbsp; Well I guess he&amp;nbsp;got tired of getting up and down cause he started pulling&amp;nbsp;the swing towards the couch where he was sitting. When I asked him what he was doing, he told me he needed to have Brady close so that he could take better care of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hes&amp;nbsp;always willing to stop whatever he's doing, to&amp;nbsp;put&amp;nbsp;Brady's "pinky" in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;went on a walk&amp;nbsp;awhile ago and Kenden found this baby inch worm. (aka caterpillar) and gave it to&amp;nbsp;Tate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IvGyZ2URI/AAAAAAAAA-4/qiIpYiTBYyU/s1600/DSC02774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IvGyZ2URI/AAAAAAAAA-4/qiIpYiTBYyU/s320/DSC02774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IuqDjjmwI/AAAAAAAAA-w/GBW6pFdmTmY/s1600/DSC02773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IuqDjjmwI/AAAAAAAAA-w/GBW6pFdmTmY/s320/DSC02773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It then became Tates bestfriend. He carried it the whole walk. We kept telling him that he had to put it down before we got back into the truck. He kept saying that the baby inch worm would miss him so much if he left him out here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IvS1nq-QI/AAAAAAAAA_A/JbGCxmThH3Y/s1600/DSC02789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7IvS1nq-QI/AAAAAAAAA_A/JbGCxmThH3Y/s320/DSC02789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He screamed and cried when I finally made him put him down. I felt really bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7Ivc1HWklI/AAAAAAAAA_I/WbjR4ghm95Q/s1600/DSC02794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7Ivc1HWklI/AAAAAAAAA_I/WbjR4ghm95Q/s320/DSC02794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mean mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-9180690908742217783?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/9180690908742217783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=9180690908742217783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/9180690908742217783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/9180690908742217783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/03/tate.html' title='Tate'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S7ImJADLBgI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JCprynKugl4/s72-c/DSC02683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8739223299196977812</id><published>2010-03-28T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:20:17.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More...</title><content type='html'>More funny conversations with the boys, I have&amp;nbsp;added to my sidebar.&amp;nbsp; My life is never dull, with these children of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8739223299196977812?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8739223299196977812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8739223299196977812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8739223299196977812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8739223299196977812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/03/more.html' title='More...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-48276871627863896</id><published>2010-03-26T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:00:47.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let anyone who reads my blog know, that my sister, cousin, and I started a new blog.&amp;nbsp;Between the 3 of us we have&amp;nbsp;so many craft and sewing projects going on. We wanted a place to put them&amp;nbsp;all. We just started, but theres already a few posted.&amp;nbsp;So heres the blog address &lt;a href="http://www.jackandlulugobanana.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.jackandlulugobanana.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Check it out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-48276871627863896?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/48276871627863896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=48276871627863896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/48276871627863896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/48276871627863896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2120280686864008506</id><published>2010-03-25T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:49:53.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This has got to be one of the cutest faces I've ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6wAcEPsMlI/AAAAAAAAA8A/1V58YWeZfnI/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6wAcEPsMlI/AAAAAAAAA8A/1V58YWeZfnI/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't let these sweet faces fool you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6v_dcQDoeI/AAAAAAAAA7g/PNZe7Qzeeu8/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6v_dcQDoeI/AAAAAAAAA7g/PNZe7Qzeeu8/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is the real Tate and Kenden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6v_u-3Z1eI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K6edNaYqoVI/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6v_u-3Z1eI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K6edNaYqoVI/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6v__YG1J3I/AAAAAAAAA7w/klVbBkAD8rI/s1600/IMG_0116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I was sitting at the table sewing, while Kenden and Tate were sitting underneathe it playing (a game they named "Sheep and Shepard, and a wolf too") Tate was the sheep and Kenden was the Shepard and they started talking about a wolf. So I started doing my best wolf howl. Kenden says to me "MOM STOP! you don't make a good wolf sound. go make your fabric kind of stuff, that's what your good at!" I mean... When did he get such an attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tate, today when I was talking to him. Just looks at me and says, "I just have no idea what your talking about..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8895034636630601006?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8895034636630601006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8895034636630601006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8895034636630601006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8895034636630601006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-boys.html' title='Oh boys'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5587667489223530892</id><published>2010-03-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:15:47.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLELUJAH!</title><content type='html'>We have internet again! I have a ton of things to post about, but we'll see how far we get. First of all BRADY! He is such a sweet boy and we are so blessed to have him in our family. He is a really good baby. Hardly ever cries, and when he does you really have to listen. The boys love him to death. They are also so helpful, they put his bink in, get me diapers or blankets, whatever he needs. They actually fight over who gets to be the most helpful.  My labor was really long with Brady. My water broke at in the middle of the night, and contractions completely stopped. I went up to the hospital and they put me on pitocin. My contractions were progressing perfectly, but I wasn't dialating very fast. When my water broke, i lost alot of fluid, like alot. I looked like 2 months smaller. When I was having contractions Brady's heartrate kept dropping. They thought maybe I lost too much fluid, and there wasn't enough cushion in there. So they started flushing fluids back up. It didn't work and i had to repeatedly keep changing positions to see if that would help. Finally when he came out they relized he had the cord wrapped around his neck. So everytime i contracted it tightened around his neck. He cried a little bit, then stopped and just looked around. I got to hold him for just a minute then they rushed him off, cause they were worried. He ended up being just fine, but the fact that he didn't cry very much and his feet and hands were really blue, worried them. He also had a giant bruise on his chest and one on his arm. I'm not sure what caused them. I stayed up in the hospital for an extra day, just to have some more alone time with the lil guy. Because of flu procautions I couldn't have any visitors only Eric. So I had a pretty quiet couple days. I have to say I enjoyed staying in the hospital and would have stayed longer if I could have. I really enjoyed being taken care of and not having to do a single thing, but care for Brady. My mom came up the minute I told her i thought i'd being having him. so she really helped out with the boys. She also brought my niece Chloe and my lil brother Joshua so the boys were fully entertained. I don't think they missed me too much. When I came home I think that i tried to do too much. wasn't resting enough. I got sick and a breast infection, for those who haven't had one. It's absolutely horrible. Body aches over my whole body, chills, migraine, plus my left breast was flaming red and hurt to touch it. They didn't put me on any antibiotics cause I didn't ever run a high fever. I was on bedrest tho. I seemed to get better after a couple days, and was good for about a day. Then all of a sudden it hit me again worse than the first time. They put me on antibiotics this time and i started feeling much better. This was such a hard time cause not only was i feeling like complete crap, my mom had left a day before I got sick, so I had to care for Kenden and Tate too while being on bedrest. Tate also, was extra mischievious during this time! It was NOT fun! I'm just so thankful Brady was such a good boy, and was happiest just laying by himself in his little bassinet. Anyway I'm sure I missed something there, but moving on... Brady started smiling at 6weeks, he rolled over for the first time when he was just over 2 months. He talks alot and is so so close to giggling. I have a bunch of pictures here, there not in any particular order and I'm not even gonna give a caption for each one. theres some of his bedroom, it's changed a lil now since these pics were taken but I love his bedding. Big Thanks to Erics mom Polly for making me the curtains. Theres also one of Brady and my good friend Kristens baby boy Alex, they are only 3 weeks apart, Alex being older. And another of My new niece Eliza Jean, JJ and Mary's new girl. They are exactly 4 weeks apart, Brady being older. I think its so cute cause they are so close and there names are so cute said together. Brady Dean and Eliza Jean!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have a ton more pictures that I want to post, but there on my phone so I will post those soon.  If you read this whole post! 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6BNl0wLupI/AAAAAAAAA3s/MrcOSvcBRZc/s320/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449440861329537682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5587667489223530892?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5587667489223530892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5587667489223530892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5587667489223530892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5587667489223530892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/03/hallelujah.html' title='HALLELUJAH!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6BSpN8a3xI/AAAAAAAAA5c/1a59VidHFug/s72-c/DSC02886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6026627136748194460</id><published>2010-02-03T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:42:01.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to apoligize to anyone who's been waiting for pictures of our new lil bundle! Our computer/internet has been acting completely crazy. I'm posting this from my phone! As soon as its back up and working I'll do a post! You better wait for it, cause his cuteness is definitely something you don't wanna miss! =^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6026627136748194460?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6026627136748194460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6026627136748194460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6026627136748194460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6026627136748194460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-to-apoligize-to-anyone-whos-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1665865511929427722</id><published>2009-12-08T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:55:37.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRODUCING................</title><content type='html'>Brady Dean Crowley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx866nALtSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/iLDRfEx6A3g/s1600-h/Brady2.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx866nALtSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/iLDRfEx6A3g/s320/Brady2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413110055699199266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady arrived 2 weeks early. On December 7th @ 1:15pm. He weighed in at 7lbs 1oz, and was 20.5inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx866UAgSqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hLG8JLpW6wA/s1600-h/Brady1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx866UAgSqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hLG8JLpW6wA/s320/Brady1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413110050600274594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx865_Lw0_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/4nQK0w32zNk/s1600-h/Brady.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx865_Lw0_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/4nQK0w32zNk/s320/Brady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413110045010351090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post his birth story soon. He had a rough start, but he is doing fabulous. Could he be any cuter?! I don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1665865511929427722?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1665865511929427722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1665865511929427722&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1665865511929427722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1665865511929427722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing.html' title='INTRODUCING................'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sx866nALtSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/iLDRfEx6A3g/s72-c/Brady2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3508459931744358272</id><published>2009-11-23T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:44:06.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>36 weeks! AAAH, can you say GINORMOUS?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SwsrskeAdxI/AAAAAAAAA1U/tM3Sqy0KOoc/s1600/DSC02423.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SwsrskeAdxI/AAAAAAAAA1U/tM3Sqy0KOoc/s320/DSC02423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407463822292186898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my goodness I have grown so much since my last pregnancy post. What happened???? Oh I know... I am now 9 months pregnant. Oh, how the time has flown by. I saw my doctor today and she's pretty sure this guy is going to be BIG. She said my tummy felt like all baby. That he is completely taking up every bit of room in there. I was also told that I am dilated to a 1. Not much but, atleast we're making progress! I have been having a few contractions these last couple days. Nothing constant, but definitely REAL contractions not just the Braxton Hicks I've been experiencing. I can't even tell you how excited I am for this little guy to get here. Not too much longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3508459931744358272?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3508459931744358272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3508459931744358272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3508459931744358272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3508459931744358272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/11/36-weeks-aaah-can-you-say-ginormous.html' title='36 weeks! AAAH, can you say GINORMOUS?!?!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SwsrskeAdxI/AAAAAAAAA1U/tM3Sqy0KOoc/s72-c/DSC02423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7390740472297977460</id><published>2009-10-28T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:04:29.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok i just did like 4 posts. Sorry if they don't make alot of sense, I tried to hurry and whip them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7390740472297977460?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7390740472297977460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7390740472297977460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7390740472297977460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7390740472297977460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-i-just-did-like-4-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6087213561024321622</id><published>2009-10-28T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:02:21.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujmpm95-DI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Fw6z2DwguEI/s1600-h/DSC02367.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujmpm95-DI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Fw6z2DwguEI/s320/DSC02367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397817755912763442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I cannot believe that I am 8 months already. The time has gone by so fast. I am getting so excited for this little man. I have still been feeling great. Just the usual pregnant aches and pains, but other than that great. I'm still craving Ice water all the time. At my last doctors appt. My measurements were right on with what I'm supposed to be 32cm. So he's finally settling into my pelvis. This kid moves so much it's unbelievable and he's so strong, his kicks and punches hurt. I can feel alot of movement towards my back and tailbone it's really strange. He hasn't given me stretch marks, heartburn or indigestion yet. Which is awesome, but I didn't get any of that with my other two either, so I may not get it at all. I have already begun nesting which I kinda go thru the whole time, but lately I've been a little insane, at least that's what Eric thinks. I wake up in the middle of the night having such an urge to clean something, and then I can't go back to sleep. It's usually something totally random too. I feel like I still have so much I need to do before he gets here. I'm not worried about it tho, I am just really enjoying being pregnant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6087213561024321622?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6087213561024321622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6087213561024321622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6087213561024321622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6087213561024321622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/10/32-weeks.html' title='32 weeks!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujmpm95-DI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Fw6z2DwguEI/s72-c/DSC02367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2781538822348672677</id><published>2009-10-28T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:01:30.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch and Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>On Friday we went to the Pumpkin patch with Kenden and Tates school. They got to go on a tractor pulled hay ride, pick out a pumpkin, have popcorn, ice cream, and apple cider. The pumpkin patch we went to is pretty small, but its so cute and they have a fun little hay maze for the kids and a few animals which my boys just loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhHMVD_RI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RC9hCxo_jMg/s1600-h/DSC02349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhHMVD_RI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RC9hCxo_jMg/s320/DSC02349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397811667088440594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhGw0FTKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lTU3A23-bd4/s1600-h/DSC02345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhGw0FTKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lTU3A23-bd4/s320/DSC02345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397811659702357154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhGgNlSnI/AAAAAAAAA0M/bLwe74DNsX0/s1600-h/DSC02344.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhGgNlSnI/AAAAAAAAA0M/bLwe74DNsX0/s320/DSC02344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397811655245908594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhHstR0II/AAAAAAAAA0k/X5n9ZbMbTqA/s1600-h/DSC02350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhHstR0II/AAAAAAAAA0k/X5n9ZbMbTqA/s320/DSC02350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397811675779944578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carved our pumpkins that weekend. Well Eric and I did most the carving. It's quite funny with all the nasty things the boys touch and play with snails, worms, snakes, whatever. They would not stick their hands in the pumpkins and pull out the seeds and stuff. Kenden kept saying that he was NOT touching the pumpkin slime. Such weirdos. Kenden told Eric that and it's a direct quote "Dad you have some super impressive pumpkin carving skills" lol! That kid cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujiP3JiWVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0IgmURI5A58/s1600-h/DSC03844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujiP3JiWVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0IgmURI5A58/s320/DSC03844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812915533404498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujh47DZSfI/AAAAAAAAA08/A-JjXDvbPNM/s1600-h/DSC03845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujh47DZSfI/AAAAAAAAA08/A-JjXDvbPNM/s320/DSC03845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812521444395506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujh4Gxk26I/AAAAAAAAA0s/NYKikcluUh8/s1600-h/DSC03859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sujh4Gxk26I/AAAAAAAAA0s/NYKikcluUh8/s320/DSC03859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812507411012514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2781538822348672677?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2781538822348672677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2781538822348672677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2781538822348672677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2781538822348672677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-and-pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Patch and Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujhHMVD_RI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RC9hCxo_jMg/s72-c/DSC02349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6734673197835123082</id><published>2009-10-28T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:08:23.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Kenden</title><content type='html'>The Sunday evening following Sunriver. Kenden and Tate were in the bath, all of a sudden Kenden wanted to get out cause he was cold, this is super abnormal for Kenden to willingly get out of the bath. He usually fights it. He kept telling me he was really cold, then shortly he started running a fever. It kept going up and down, the highest I got it at was 102.5. Sunday night was rough, I didn't get much sleep. He started throwing up, and I couldn't get the tylenol to stay down. I called the pediatrician first thing in the morning, but couldn't get him in til 4:00 monday afternoon. I was a little hesitant to take him in cause Tate had the flu the week before. I took him in and they didn't do much for him. But I thought I better get Kenden checked out. Especially, with the H1N1 going around. Kenden slept practically the whole day monday and when we were at the docs I had to strip him down and put him in a gown, he also had to wear one of those stupid masks. He looked so pathetic. He kept dosing off on the table. After the doctor came in and examined him. She decided they would test him for the swine flu. We got him to take some motrin to try and get his fever down and they tried to get him to eat a popsicle. He normally loves popsicles, he took one lick and said "I really don't want that", I asked him what was wrong with it and he replied "It tastes like pee!" I couldn't help, but laugh. Here he was so sick and weak. And he tells me his popsicle tastes like pee. how does he even know what pee tastes like? lol! He ended up throwing up the motrin. The doctor came back and said he had tested positive for the swine. eeeek! I was so scared. She prescribed the Tamiflu, and told me that I should probably call my ob right away and have her put me on it too, even tho I had got the H1N1 flu shot a few days before. I could still get it. That night it got a little scary everytime I would wake Kenden up to drink a little water he would just stare at me like he had no idea who I was or what I was trying to say to him. I did get him to finally keep tylenol down and I had to use a syringe to give him water every 20 minutes. I think that he was in such a deep sleep that when I thought he was awake he really wasn't. By tuesday the kid was a completely different kid. He was doing so much better. By wednesday he was pratically 100% again. I have to say that I was expecting alot worse from this swine flu. &lt;br /&gt; Here is a couple pics of Kenden Sunday evening when it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXmijPtXI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WsIW2N4QyeM/s1600-h/DSC03805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXmijPtXI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WsIW2N4QyeM/s320/DSC03805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397801210513175922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXlfwGcRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/k-fnAVH3mI8/s1600-h/DSC03803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXlfwGcRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/k-fnAVH3mI8/s320/DSC03803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397801192581918994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Tate wasn't feeling sick at all. Such a goof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXmLXhClI/AAAAAAAAAz0/inQJfeeiQ1Q/s1600-h/DSC03804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXmLXhClI/AAAAAAAAAz0/inQJfeeiQ1Q/s320/DSC03804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397801204289964626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXloy29QI/AAAAAAAAAzs/I2k7ebNneWY/s1600-h/DSC03802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXloy29QI/AAAAAAAAAzs/I2k7ebNneWY/s320/DSC03802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397801195009406210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way in case your wondering why my kids are never wearing clothes. It's because I can't keep them on them. They strip the second they step foot in our house. They are getting better by atleast putting on a shirt if company is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6734673197835123082?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6734673197835123082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6734673197835123082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6734673197835123082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6734673197835123082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/10/poor-kenden.html' title='Poor Kenden'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujXmijPtXI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WsIW2N4QyeM/s72-c/DSC03805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1836808469752402954</id><published>2009-10-27T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:57:32.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunriver</title><content type='html'>A couple weekends ago we went to Sunriver. Eric's whole family on his moms side was there except for his lil brother Trent and his sister in law Heather. It was a surprise for Erics stepdad 60th birthday. It was so great seeing everyone. The boys love seeing their cousins. Tate is especially in love with his cousin Kelsey. It's so nice that he loves her so much cause I didn't have to worry about him and constantly check on him. I knew wherever kelsey was I was sure to find Tate. We were a little dissapointed with the little shopping center there. Almost all the stores were closed, it was kindof sad.  We did alot of visiting, playing card and board games, eating good food, just had a really great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTYKEvX4I/AAAAAAAAAzU/bfjmQhQdlsE/s1600-h/DSC03783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTYKEvX4I/AAAAAAAAAzU/bfjmQhQdlsE/s320/DSC03783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796565378097026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Beam/Crowley cousins on Erics moms side, except for 2, Taylor and Drew. They had to leave early, because Drew got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujUV4y1rkI/AAAAAAAAAzc/OD4828WWZuE/s1600-h/DSC03794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujUV4y1rkI/AAAAAAAAAzc/OD4828WWZuE/s320/DSC03794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397797625891499586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTX42V1yI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ueDnloth8Ic/s1600-h/DSC03775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTX42V1yI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ueDnloth8Ic/s320/DSC03775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796560754300706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTXUVqYHI/AAAAAAAAAzE/yEVAorM-4QY/s1600-h/DSC03774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTXUVqYHI/AAAAAAAAAzE/yEVAorM-4QY/s320/DSC03774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796550953558130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in one of the stores Kenden found something he wanted, it was a 4D frog puzzle. He named him Sedrick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTXPBiTTI/AAAAAAAAAy8/qjhvHZw24n8/s1600-h/DSC03761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTXPBiTTI/AAAAAAAAAy8/qjhvHZw24n8/s320/DSC03761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796549526965554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTW1Y09HI/AAAAAAAAAy0/eknOto3Y0jg/s1600-h/DSC03760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTW1Y09HI/AAAAAAAAAy0/eknOto3Y0jg/s320/DSC03760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796542645335154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR2isp-iI/AAAAAAAAAys/NY3vwArSPT8/s1600-h/DSC03744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR2isp-iI/AAAAAAAAAys/NY3vwArSPT8/s320/DSC03744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397794888360786466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate and "his Kelsey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR2IP0fKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/ct9C0i5Hh_k/s1600-h/DSC03742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR2IP0fKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/ct9C0i5Hh_k/s320/DSC03742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397794881260518562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR1pKRaVI/AAAAAAAAAyc/UrE9JCPRGRM/s1600-h/DSC03734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR1pKRaVI/AAAAAAAAAyc/UrE9JCPRGRM/s320/DSC03734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397794872915749202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR1SnBKYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/B8X4zJOiui0/s1600-h/DSC03722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujR1SnBKYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/B8X4zJOiui0/s320/DSC03722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397794866862303618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujQqnPBTSI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fk7GgzttrL4/s1600-h/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujQqnPBTSI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fk7GgzttrL4/s320/DSC03698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397793583908605218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate and Kenden playing GO FISH! Kenden loves him some apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujQqKNyDGI/AAAAAAAAAyE/hv7sHUMWUwQ/s1600-h/DSC03696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujQqKNyDGI/AAAAAAAAAyE/hv7sHUMWUwQ/s320/DSC03696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397793576118783074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujQorvtfDI/AAAAAAAAAx8/gmQX1ZZxEJI/s1600-h/DSC03692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujQorvtfDI/AAAAAAAAAx8/gmQX1ZZxEJI/s320/DSC03692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397793550759722034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric being so handsome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1836808469752402954?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1836808469752402954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1836808469752402954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1836808469752402954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1836808469752402954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunriver.html' title='Sunriver'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SujTYKEvX4I/AAAAAAAAAzU/bfjmQhQdlsE/s72-c/DSC03783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6110064546461921361</id><published>2009-10-12T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:36:57.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I added some new conversations with the boys to my sidebar. They are kinda funny. You should read them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6110064546461921361?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6110064546461921361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6110064546461921361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6110064546461921361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6110064546461921361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-added-some-new-conversations-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5862988243656249433</id><published>2009-09-26T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:26:56.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms</title><content type='html'>I haven't done a non Pregnancy/baby post in awhile, and I can't say I'm not gonna mention it in this one. We have had alot of things going on, too much for me to write all down. So I thought I would just do a couple pictures of my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is real gross. The boys went on a snail hunt the other day. they spent a great deal of time in the garden beds finding these slimy nastys. EW! can someone please tell my husband we need snail bait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U-uubkyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/UMxWg_HeEbw/s1600-h/DSC02172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U-uubkyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/UMxWg_HeEbw/s320/DSC02172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385976378541445922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, goodness here is the lil Patchness. He WAS outside playing, I was in the back of the house when I heard the water turn on. I rush into the kitchen, and see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U_a1rgpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/PeW_Z2tt4Ok/s1600-h/DSC02196.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U_a1rgpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/PeW_Z2tt4Ok/s320/DSC02196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385976390383010450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was so irritated. When I asked him what the heck he was doing. He replied very nonchalantly "I'm just washin myself" I said Why? He looks at me like I'm a complete idiot and says "Look at me mom!!!! I'm dirty." He's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenden is in love with his baby brother. He always has a hug for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7Xt-wawtI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Mwb5bXxoMaY/s1600-h/DSC02222.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7Xt-wawtI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Mwb5bXxoMaY/s320/DSC02222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385979389321855698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last few are of the boys on their first day of school! I cannot even express how excited I am that they both are in school now. They go Mon, Wed, and Fri. From 8:30 to 12:30. I LOVE preschool!!!! Tate was so excited that he is a big boy and gets to go with Kenden. They have been coming home telling me everything they learn. I am so happy with this choice of school, they learn so much everyday and the things that they are remembering is amazing. It's the same one Kenden was at last year. I just love it more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7XujJKToI/AAAAAAAAAx0/b1ZkYJiolCs/s1600-h/DSC02249.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7XujJKToI/AAAAAAAAAx0/b1ZkYJiolCs/s320/DSC02249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385979399089311362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7XuIGqkII/AAAAAAAAAxs/lVGQWI_ozto/s1600-h/DSC02253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7XuIGqkII/AAAAAAAAAxs/lVGQWI_ozto/s320/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385979391831085186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7VAak9R2I/AAAAAAAAAxc/BFpQbRKZaTQ/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7VAak9R2I/AAAAAAAAAxc/BFpQbRKZaTQ/s320/DSC02248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385976407492740962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U_5v4bkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/h1Is51YuuR0/s1600-h/DSC02244.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U_5v4bkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/h1Is51YuuR0/s320/DSC02244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385976398680190530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5862988243656249433?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5862988243656249433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5862988243656249433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5862988243656249433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5862988243656249433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/09/randoms.html' title='randoms'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sr7U-uubkyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/UMxWg_HeEbw/s72-c/DSC02172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1491098929808397626</id><published>2009-09-22T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:44:13.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby has a name</title><content type='html'>The baby now has a name. This was a hard decision we had so many. So what we did was I wrote 3 names down, Eric wrote 3 names down, I picked my fav out of Erics 3, and he did the same out of mine. Then we wrote the 2 on separate pieces of paper threw them on the floor and told Tate to pick one up. Kenden was having a cow so we did it again and let him pick too. He happened to pick the same as Tate, (Tates pick would of been the winner either way) When we named Tate we did the same thing, at the hospital wrote 3 names down on napkins threw them on the floor and let Kenden pick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name won, I really really liked the other name it's been in the running since I was pregnant with Kenden, and one of the only reasons we didn't use it right away is because I don't want my kid to have the same name as a bunch of other kids his age. Just this last couple months I was hearing of more and more little baby boys being named that name. The name he's gonna have isn't too unique, but I haven't heard of any babies being named it. So, the name we didn't use is Easton. Baby Boy's name will be............Brady. Brady Dean Crowley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean is my dad's middle name, and my Great Aunt Hannah named my father, I obvisouly was named after her. She passed away a couple years ago and I miss her very much. Anyway, that's where Dean came from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do people think? Is it a cute name? I mean tough and manly? lol! Someone told me they thought it sounded redneckish :( I don't think so, and not that we'd change it if people don't like it. Just wanted to know what you all thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1491098929808397626?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1491098929808397626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1491098929808397626&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1491098929808397626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1491098929808397626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-has-name.html' title='Baby has a name'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2312105049985850549</id><published>2009-09-14T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:32:48.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sq7Pt1f9NRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2hRvuinCkBw/s1600-h/baby3us.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sq7Pt1f9NRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2hRvuinCkBw/s320/baby3us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381466991116498194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sq7PtW81CDI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ZH6rOlDKSHc/s1600-h/baby3.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sq7PtW81CDI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ZH6rOlDKSHc/s320/baby3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381466982916098098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in this morning for another ultrasound. This time I gotta see his sweet face. It's just amazing to me, technology!!! He looks like his brothers. He weighs 1lb 15oz. They have moved my due date up 2 weeks, so I am now 26 weeks instead of 24. I am still measuring huge. 29cm, that's 5cm in 4 weeks. I guess he's just way high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling really good, other than a little swelling going on. Just this last week, i have been doing too much and not drinking my water like I have been. I painted the baby room. And we just got back from Klamath (need to post about that) where I didn't get to relax very much. Results of it = fat feet and hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2312105049985850549?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2312105049985850549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2312105049985850549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2312105049985850549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2312105049985850549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-face.html' title='Baby Face'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sq7Pt1f9NRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2hRvuinCkBw/s72-c/baby3us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5604321294650802671</id><published>2009-08-30T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:33:53.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention in my last post. Some exciting news. My sister Leslie is expecting too. And I don't know if I mentioned my sister inlaw is too. She is due like 5 days after my original due date. And Leslie is due around april/may. My parents are gonna have 3 NEW grandbabies in a few months of eachother. Kinda crazy, but really exciting!!! Leslie is so funny, she already has the names picked out, for a girl and a boy. And she just found out! And my brother J.J. and his wife Mary are having another little girl and they are naming her Eliza Jean (not sure of the way there gonna spell it).  It's wierd how easy it is for some people to name their child, but others, like me don't have a clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5604321294650802671?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5604321294650802671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5604321294650802671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5604321294650802671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5604321294650802671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-forgot-to-mention-in-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2395694208164707160</id><published>2009-08-28T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:25:58.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>was 22 weeks now maybe 24 or 26! don't know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpgZpYMS6pI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6rujhS_evpI/s1600-h/DSC02179.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpgZpYMS6pI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6rujhS_evpI/s320/DSC02179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375074353926040210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpgXwm6YcUI/AAAAAAAAAus/BHwDb8eFpsw/s1600-h/DSC02193.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpgXwm6YcUI/AAAAAAAAAus/BHwDb8eFpsw/s320/DSC02193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375072279113265474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kindof sucks not knowing exactly how far along I am now. I'm 2-4 weeks further than what I thought. I will find out for sure at my next appt. on the 14th of Sept. It is kinda nice knowing I am further along tho because I have felt a month bigger this whole time.  Here are 2 pictures one is from yesterday and one is from today. I just thought it was wierd how different they look, probably the shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been feeling pretty good. The lil guy has been moving like mad. Apparantly, the right side of my belly is more comfortable cause that's where he likes to hang out, just like his brothers. Thank goodness he's not up in my ribs yet, I just remeber the other two sticking their rears up in my ribs, I'd have this huge bulge and it would hurt sooo bad. I actually had trouble breathing and I couldn't lift my right arm without it hurting super bad after i had Kenden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a name for him yet. Our favorite boy name (the only one we can agree on) we had for Kenden and Tate and never used it, and now it's becoming popular, so I don't know if this one will get it or not. For now, his name is Happy Feet. That's the name Kenden gave him in the beginning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenden and Tate are getting so excited, they constantly have hugs and kisses for the baby. And they think it's so cool that they can feel and see him kicking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to do for this little guy, I'm getting a bit stressed it's going by way to fast.  I'm really excited for his nursery to be done. I will put pictures up after it's all done. I could use the same bedding set as with my other two, but I'm getting a new one. Obviously we have to get a new crib too. &lt;br /&gt;(remember what Tate did to it? here is a reminder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpggP5dbV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/BCaAYc0_7pM/s1600-h/DSC09932.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpggP5dbV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/BCaAYc0_7pM/s320/DSC09932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375081612761061314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2395694208164707160?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2395694208164707160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2395694208164707160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2395694208164707160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2395694208164707160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/08/was-22-weeks-now-maybe-24-or-26-don.html' title='was 22 weeks now maybe 24 or 26! don&apos;t know.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SpgZpYMS6pI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6rujhS_evpI/s72-c/DSC02179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3963654447671610737</id><published>2009-08-18T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:05:08.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to say, that I am so grateful and so blessed to be having another baby, and that he is healthy. Most people don't know what it took to get Eric to agree to let me have one more. So I am so thankful for this little guy. I know that I will love him just as much as I love my other children. Just as much as if he were a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however, scared! Have you read my previous posts about Tate and Kenden? Ya, adding one more boy to that equation, is terrifying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3963654447671610737?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3963654447671610737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3963654447671610737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3963654447671610737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3963654447671610737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-to-clear-things-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-4861952916840404630</id><published>2009-08-17T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:11:27.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I went to my ultrasound today. Found out the baby is healthy and is measuring 2 weeks ahead of schedule. They couldn't see everything so we have to do another one in 4 weeks. And when the dr measured my stomache I measured 24 cm (which generally you measure what you are in weeks. I'm 20 weeks so i should be measuring around 20 cm). So most likely they will move my due date up. I was feeling so sick before my appt. So scared it was another boy. And it is... ANOTHER BOY! I'm just mortified, I don't know how i'm gonna handle 3 boys! I'm glad he's healthy, but I'm so sad that i'm not gonna ever have a little girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-4861952916840404630?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4861952916840404630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=4861952916840404630&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4861952916840404630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4861952916840404630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-i-went-to-my-ultrasound-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1082307129981190464</id><published>2009-08-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:16:15.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what Tate does when you tell him not to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SobQBEUhHjI/AAAAAAAAAts/AVhZ90H03ls/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SobQBEUhHjI/AAAAAAAAAts/AVhZ90H03ls/s320/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370208322444140082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's that picture of Tate, being "Tate" about to give his mother a heart attack. You can't really see from the picture, but there is a train table below the dresser and that is what he would of landed on. Probably, the corner of it half on half off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SobQBqBsf5I/AAAAAAAAAt0/i0i7FJ30O7c/s1600-h/DSC02118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SobQBqBsf5I/AAAAAAAAAt0/i0i7FJ30O7c/s320/DSC02118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370208332565741458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I added something to my sidebar. Just some conversations with the boys. More coming soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1082307129981190464?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1082307129981190464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1082307129981190464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1082307129981190464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1082307129981190464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-what-tate-does-when-you-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SobQBEUhHjI/AAAAAAAAAts/AVhZ90H03ls/s72-c/DSC02040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3130488752967917771</id><published>2009-08-07T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:06:07.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tater has been at it again!</title><content type='html'>Oh goodness, life has been quite busy with the little man. He's been acting insane. I can't blame it all on Tate tho, Kenden has been participating in these horrendous acts. Here are a few of the things they have been doing: &lt;br /&gt;*Both boys snuck out of their beds late one night and dumped flower all over my kitchen, and in the fish tank. They also fed their goldfish the entire jar of fish food. &lt;br /&gt;*Found Dads gasoline can(I know "bad daddy" for leaving that accessible) and started filling up their buckets and dumping them in the kiddie pool(That our dogs drink out of) til they decided it was taking to long to go back and forth with their buckets and just grabbed the whole can. That's when they got caught.&lt;br /&gt;*When they were supposed to be napping they opened their bedroom window and started chucking toys, stuffed animals, blankets, pretty much anything they could lift, out it. Then jumped out themselves. Being super sneaking quiet in the meantime. I spot them running back and forth by our back sliding glass door. Tates naked, covered in poop. Pullup NOWHERE to be found, and the dog has poop smeared on his head.&lt;br /&gt;*While they were in the shower they got into my super expensive shampoo and conditioner and started pouring down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;*Snuck a brand new loaf of bread (seriously I had bought it like 3 hrs before) and took it into their playroom and shredded and smashed the whole loaf into the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;*Stole a brand new box of laundry detergent (maybe 1hr old not even opened). Opened it, dumped, and smeared it onto the carpet in their room.&lt;br /&gt;*Eric is a coffee drinker. Tate got into the cupboard and dumped Eric's can of Folgers all over the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;*(Tate)Got into the freezer and got a frozen pink lemonade opened it, dumped it in a pitcher filled with water and found the correct lid and put it on. (this one was kind of cute) &lt;br /&gt;*We find Tate no underwear standing on a little plastic table he set on his dresser, pulling stuffed animals out of an animal net and ripping the net off the ceiling. (I have a picture of this) lucky we came in cause right after we got the pic he fell, and Eric caught him. Thank goodness, he would have been hurt so bad. I was having nightmares about it that night.&lt;br /&gt;*Tate climbed up on his dresser and got a marker off this high shelf and was completely green in a matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a million more stories like these ones. And I blame most of this on Tate cause I know he is the mastermind behind it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SnyHAJD-SZI/AAAAAAAAAtc/SxLXSYJNcfE/s1600-h/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SnyHAJD-SZI/AAAAAAAAAtc/SxLXSYJNcfE/s320/t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367313292421122450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SnyIlO5cFUI/AAAAAAAAAtk/lwMAo8bPZpk/s1600-h/k.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SnyIlO5cFUI/AAAAAAAAAtk/lwMAo8bPZpk/s320/k.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367315029154338114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't uploaded that pic yet, of tate on the dresser. As soon as i do, I'll put it on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3130488752967917771?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3130488752967917771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3130488752967917771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3130488752967917771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3130488752967917771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/08/tater.html' title='Tater has been at it again!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SnyHAJD-SZI/AAAAAAAAAtc/SxLXSYJNcfE/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3899623081146974820</id><published>2009-07-20T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:51:41.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 week Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SmUBId9zrtI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fuPx_4_KE-A/s1600-h/DSC01980.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SmUBId9zrtI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fuPx_4_KE-A/s320/DSC01980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360692176448892626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my 16 week checkup today! Everything is still looking good.&lt;br /&gt; I have been feeling great.  Still really tired all the time, but some of my energy is returning. I have been feeling baby move a little.&lt;br /&gt; Does anyone else just crave ice water. I cannot drink enough water. I don't remember wanting water this bad before. &lt;br /&gt; Anyway, things are going good. Just getting big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3899623081146974820?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3899623081146974820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3899623081146974820&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3899623081146974820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3899623081146974820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/07/16-week-checkup.html' title='16 week Checkup'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SmUBId9zrtI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fuPx_4_KE-A/s72-c/DSC01980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6897534372933054085</id><published>2009-07-08T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:15:56.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SlTS8EN_54I/AAAAAAAAAtM/sDv1-maDN50/s1600-h/giveaway"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SlTS8EN_54I/AAAAAAAAAtM/sDv1-maDN50/s320/giveaway" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137786216802178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to Sumo's sweet stuff and check out her Pretty in pink giveaway! Some really super cute stuff here.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess I don't know how to link stuff. So Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6897534372933054085?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6897534372933054085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6897534372933054085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6897534372933054085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6897534372933054085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/07/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SlTS8EN_54I/AAAAAAAAAtM/sDv1-maDN50/s72-c/giveaway' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5795673001455435759</id><published>2009-06-30T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:34:48.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Jovi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SkqfqXsyviI/AAAAAAAAAtE/hjDrg3u5DNg/s1600-h/Jovi+Jane.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SkqfqXsyviI/AAAAAAAAAtE/hjDrg3u5DNg/s320/Jovi+Jane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353266657348468258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just wanted to say Congratulations to my dear cousin Jackie and her awesome husband Ben. After being a week late, their sweet baby girl finally arrived yesterday(6/29/09). Weighing in at 8lbs 4oz and 21 inches long. They named her Jovi Jane Atkinson! I think she's just beautiful, but how could she not be with parents like hers! Ben and Jackie your going to make wonderful parents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5795673001455435759?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5795673001455435759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5795673001455435759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5795673001455435759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5795673001455435759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcom-baby-jovi.html' title='Welcome Baby Jovi!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SkqfqXsyviI/AAAAAAAAAtE/hjDrg3u5DNg/s72-c/Jovi+Jane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5987857535405221592</id><published>2009-06-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:35:07.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tates 3yr checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SkkW677XWvI/AAAAAAAAAs8/gzLmOiLIvvE/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SkkW677XWvI/AAAAAAAAAs8/gzLmOiLIvvE/s320/DSC00654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352834833881455346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went well! got in, got out! &lt;br /&gt;Tate's STATS:   Height- 39" (80-85 Percentile)   Weight- 37.6 lbs (90 percentile)&lt;br /&gt; Tate is a normal, healthy, 3yr old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5987857535405221592?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5987857535405221592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5987857535405221592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5987857535405221592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5987857535405221592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/06/tates-3yr-checkup.html' title='Tates 3yr checkup'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SkkW677XWvI/AAAAAAAAAs8/gzLmOiLIvvE/s72-c/DSC00654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-166615847414802939</id><published>2009-06-22T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:47:17.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 weeks and 3 days</title><content type='html'>I had my first Dr. appointment today. I have been waiting for so long. I made my apt when I first found out I was prego, at 3 wks. They didn't want to see me til I was 12 wks I saw the nurse 3 wks ago, I just had a bunch of blood drawn and they gave me my due date, and whatever! So this time I got the exam and got to hear baby's heartbeat. I was really looking forward to hearing the heartbeat and whether or not it was high or low. They say a higher heartbeat for a girl and lower for a boy. I know this isn't always correct. Especially, since I have a friend that's pregnant and her baby's heartbeat was high and she found out she is having a boy. I just wanted something to go off of since I still have 8 wks til I find out. Of course, I didn't get anything. Heartbeat was in the 150's she didn't tell me if it was higher 150's or lower 150's. Aah! I just want to know!!! I am thankful that baby sounds good tho. &lt;br /&gt;Just a lil bit of how I have been feeling. Pretty good! I have been sicker this time I feel like then the other 2, but I still can't call it sick. I just feel a lil nauseous if I don't eat breakfast right away, and if I take my vitamins on an empty stomach. I haven't thrown up at all tho. I definitely feel bigger this time. They say the more pregnancies you have the faster you show, blah blah blah. I don't know, but my belly is definitely large. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all I guess. I'll put up a picture soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-166615847414802939?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/166615847414802939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=166615847414802939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/166615847414802939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/166615847414802939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-had-my-first-dr.html' title='12 weeks and 3 days'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7544373329863947560</id><published>2009-06-09T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:04:08.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Cricut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Si6xqnP_MJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/DpBerVNDBns/s1600-h/my+cricut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Si6xqnP_MJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/DpBerVNDBns/s320/my+cricut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345405153384018066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my birthday on sunday the 7th. Eric got me the Cricut Expression(the big one). I am so excited! Just wanted to say thankyou babe, I love it, love it, love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7544373329863947560?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7544373329863947560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7544373329863947560&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7544373329863947560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7544373329863947560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-cricut.html' title='I love my Cricut'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Si6xqnP_MJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/DpBerVNDBns/s72-c/my+cricut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8894593026056348643</id><published>2009-06-05T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:35:48.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>Ok, so there is again another HUGE round of woman who are newly pregnant. Everyone I stinkin know. I've posted before, about how much it drove me crazy. I just want a baby #3 so bad. Also as I have mentioned before, Eric and I were scheduled to start trying for baby 3 in April. I got my IUD removed in Jan. so I could track my menstrual and ovulation schedules for a few months before. We always knew we probably wouldn't get pregnant right away. I mean, who does that ever happen to? right? Oh wait...........that happens to me. They call me fertle myrtle!!! That's right Baby number 3 is on it's way. We got pregnant literally on the first time "trying". It was 4 days before I missed my period that I took a pregnancy test. I just knew, I can't really explain how, just a feeling. I am 10 weeks today! My due date is Jan. 1, 2010 "New Years" What a fabulous way to start a new year! I think everyone knows what I'm praying for. GIRL!!!! I think we all want a girl here. We'll love it no matter what tho. I'm just so excited to get to go through the amazing process of being pregnant again!   &lt;br /&gt; Kenden is so cute he is so excited, I know he is going to be a huge help. He tells me all the time it's gonna be a sister. That he wants a sister, because he already has a turd of a brother. He of course has named HER too. Cutest thing! 'Happy Feet'! He comes up and rubs my belly all the time and talks to HER!&lt;br /&gt; Tate, I don't think understands as much as kenden, but he's excited too and tries to talk to baby, by prying open my mouth and talking into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8894593026056348643?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8894593026056348643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8894593026056348643&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8894593026056348643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8894593026056348643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2741592519480578137</id><published>2009-06-04T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:31:12.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I never have time to sit down and post about the things going on. This is going to be another long post. &lt;br /&gt;Starting with the weekend before memorial weekend! Our 6 yr wedding anniversary was on Sunday the 17th. I can hardly believe it's been 6 years. We decided to go to Bandon for the weekend. We rented a cute lil cottage that was on the river, and a short distance to the beach. It was the cutest thing. It was definitely kid friendly, with a childrens play area, lots of toys, and a tricycle track that went all the way around the cottage with 3 trikes. Kenden and Tate especially loved the tea set and the chalkboard. While we were there we went to the petting zoo. It's just outside Bandon, and it's supposed to be the largest petting zoo in America. They have all sort of goats, Llama's, dear, and peacocks running around that you can touch and feed. Then, they have the wild animals in cages like the Tigers, lions, and bears (oh my) Pumas,chimps, Leopards lynx, etc. We got to pet a Lynx (that was awesome), an elk, turtle, wallaby, and we were able to hold a possum, skunks, and some ferrets. The boys had so much fun. Kenden was trying to hug every animal he could get his arms around. The Llama's didn't like that so much. Tate got followed around by a little pygmy goat that tried eating his shirt. They really loved the Wallabies and enjoyed feeding a Mama and Joey.&lt;br /&gt;After our trip to the game park, we got some lunch, then went down on the beach for some playing in the sand. It was beautiful in Bandon, but of course windy on the beach we found some huge rocks and sat down in the middle of them, to block the wind. Kenden and Tate ended up wrestling and Tate got sand shoved in his eyes and mouth. poor kid, he was trying to rub the sand out of his eyes with his hands that were covered in sand. &lt;br /&gt;When we were finished at the beach we went and walked around old town Bandon for a lil bit and told the boys they could pick out one thing. Of course they wanted these lil tiny, I mean teeny glass figurines. Kendens is a duck, and Tates is a clown fish. After walking around we headed back to the cottage I started not feeling very well and we wanted to try and get the boys to nap. Eric went fishing on the river while Kenden, Tate, and i napped. We decided to make dinner that night, so after Eric went fishing he went and got the groceries we needed. And snuck back to old town and bought this necklace and bracelet I had been eyeing earlier that day. We had decided to not get anything for each other for our anniversary just go for the weekend, he always breaks the rules. &lt;br /&gt;The next day we headed back. We had to get back to Eugene in time for Erics lil sisters Sweet 16 birthday party. It was a sweets theme so they had all kinds of yummy sweets and chocolate covered strawberries. YUM! My husbands step mom had a bunch of people talk about macaela or tell a memory about her. Eric and I included in those people. Well Kenden wanted that microphone and was up there grabbing for it any chance he got. He gave a lil speech, and sang quite of few songs, ABC's, twinkle twinkle, and Country boy, being a couple of them. It was pretty cute, and it turns out it was the cutest version of ABC's people had ever heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures won't upload right now. I'll have them up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much Memorial day weekend we headed down to Klamath Falls to see our families. Eric ended up helping his mom and step dad, tear up their old deck and build a new one. He did that for 2 days, he says he worked harder doing that then he works actually at work. So I didn't get to see my family as much as I would have liked, but it was a good weekend anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Cranberry Juice got spilled in my purse so my camera is broken, so I have no pictures from this trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEEKEND-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to exciting to post about. We all got burnt. Kenden and Tate not so much, cause I put sunscreen on them, but Eric is fried like a lobster. The tops of my shoulders just got really red. We took the boat on the river, for about 5 hours. It was really relaxing. We cruised up and down til we found a lil island we liked then stopped. Eric went fishing and the boys and I played in the sand and the water. We island hopped a few times, whenever Eric got tired of not catching anything on one island. Again no pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2741592519480578137?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2741592519480578137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2741592519480578137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2741592519480578137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2741592519480578137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-like-i-never-have-time-to-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7469527155307028783</id><published>2009-05-14T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:52:03.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthday Tater Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/ShF1n5us34I/AAAAAAAAAsk/uZdElJiI-xA/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/ShF1n5us34I/AAAAAAAAAsk/uZdElJiI-xA/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337176361782796162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Tate turned 3! So I wanted to do a post just for him. Tate is my exhausting child. He's always on the go, getting into something. I can see it in his face that he is going to be so worth all the trouble he is now tho. Tate is definately a mama's boy. When he's not drawing on the wall or making some kind of mess he loves to get all 3 of his blankies and snuggle. He was never a snuggler when he was a baby he had to be turning his head about all the time. I love it. Also when Tate was a baby the only way I could get him to take a nap was by putting him in his swing and turning on the vacuum. As soon as that vacuum went off he was awake. I love my lil man and I hope that he has a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7469527155307028783?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7469527155307028783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7469527155307028783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7469527155307028783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7469527155307028783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-happy-birthday-tater-dear.html' title='Happy Happy Birthday Tater Dear'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/ShF1n5us34I/AAAAAAAAAsk/uZdElJiI-xA/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3597099779305115429</id><published>2009-05-13T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:16:25.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tates Birthday Party-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Tate's turning 3 on Thursday the 14th, we had his party on Saturday! It turned out pretty good and he had a really good time. We had it at a park not too far from where we live, the weather wasn't as good as I would have liked, but it was still beautiful, just a little windy. Saturday morning was super crazy, Eric took the boys to soccer and I did all the running around for the party. I got a 3ft sub from subway, made a fruit salad, and a punch. I also had to get the Go Diego Go birthday cake and get baloons blown up. Luckily, my lil sis was in town so she was able to go to the park and set up while I was running. The boys got done with soccer and headed sraight to the park. Eric was suppose to change them out of their soccer clothes, but all we got was a different shirt on, so Tate looks a little nerdy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPbfNYQI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZThDZBhxEVU/s1600-h/DSC00450.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPbfNYQI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZThDZBhxEVU/s320/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335433215417868546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate was so cute when he was blowing out the candles. He was too far away when he was blowing so nothing was happening. He put his little hand up and was waving it up and down really fast and blowing til he finally got them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPE2uijI/AAAAAAAAAqU/tFm1brxvrD0/s1600-h/DSC00444.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPE2uijI/AAAAAAAAAqU/tFm1brxvrD0/s320/DSC00444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335433209342495282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPtHksNI/AAAAAAAAAqk/P6B9P7y6BEE/s1600-h/DSC00455.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPtHksNI/AAAAAAAAAqk/P6B9P7y6BEE/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335433220150571218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate found water and got his shirt soaked so he wanted that off, but wanted to still wear his birthday ribbon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtIjxAfaTI/AAAAAAAAArM/YVvVShBhpSM/s1600-h/DSC00462.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtIjxAfaTI/AAAAAAAAArM/YVvVShBhpSM/s320/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335437962838501682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEP-5onWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/cwwZ_zkfnPo/s1600-h/DSC00467.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEP-5onWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/cwwZ_zkfnPo/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335433224923946338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie was up here for the weekend cause she was asked to prom by a boy here. So after Tates party we came back home and I did her hair. We have a girl at the salon that worked at the MAC makeup counter at Macy's for a few years, so she does this amazing job at makeup. I took Katie over to her so she could get her makeup done. She looked so pretty. She had to have her date pick her up at the salon cause of the time frame. Right before he walked in I burnt 4 of my fingers by grabbing the barrel of a curling iron. I didn't get too many pictures cause my fingers were burning! Sorry Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtGHaq_8pI/AAAAAAAAAq8/c9SqeGhv6iU/s1600-h/DSC00473.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtGHaq_8pI/AAAAAAAAAq8/c9SqeGhv6iU/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335435276783186578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtGHOHtEdI/AAAAAAAAAq0/vCR9OybppqM/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtGHOHtEdI/AAAAAAAAAq0/vCR9OybppqM/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335435273413923282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtGHg2XJ6I/AAAAAAAAArE/PaxFBWONlRc/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtGHg2XJ6I/AAAAAAAAArE/PaxFBWONlRc/s320/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335435278441457570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mothers Day-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Mothers Day was a really laid back day. When I woke up Eric had flowers and breakfast waiting for me. I went to church, and then just relaxed the rest of the day.  I just have to say, that I just love being a mom! And I love my children, even tho they are so exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Field Trip-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Monday kenden's class went on another field trip, this time they went to Cirlce H Ranch. They got to ride a horse and feed them carrots. Tate was being a crab so he didn't want to ride the horse, but he fed the miniature horse a carrot. Kenden, however loved the horse ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTmJium5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/vwyROvEom0U/s1600-h/DSC00492.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTmJium5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/vwyROvEom0U/s320/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335450098412198802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTl8QvK8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZnYYkKbOc-Y/s1600-h/DSC00502.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTl8QvK8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZnYYkKbOc-Y/s320/DSC00502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335450094847077314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTlgJ1sRI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ITHolrRIPwk/s1600-h/DSC00499.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTlgJ1sRI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ITHolrRIPwk/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335450087301951762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTld45G-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/Z09UamtN4Nw/s1600-h/DSC00501.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTld45G-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/Z09UamtN4Nw/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335450086694001634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTlK5z5bI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vGd28ti7mAs/s1600-h/DSC00491.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtTlK5z5bI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vGd28ti7mAs/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335450081597580722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3597099779305115429?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3597099779305115429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3597099779305115429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3597099779305115429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3597099779305115429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/05/tates-birthday-party-tates-turning-3-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SgtEPbfNYQI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZThDZBhxEVU/s72-c/DSC00450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8789255878203020027</id><published>2009-04-25T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:37:39.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all I want to say sorry. For some dumb reason, everytime I try to upload pictures it boots me off the internet. It's so frustrating. So this post has taken me like 2 1/2 weeks to try and post. I still have a ton more pictures, so I'll post them as soon as i can.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of this stuff happened like beginning and middle of April. First of all my friend Lexi had her baby (the one I made the pooh diaper cake for) I believe she had him on 3-31. Lexi is one who loves surprises, so she didn't know what she was having. She had a Beautiful little boy, and named him Walker James. Eric was out of town that week so the boys and I headed down to Klamath saturday so i could meet the lil guy. I am so glad I could make the trip, he was such a doll! I know lexi is gonna be a great mom, she is already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The boys had so much fun with Chloe and Annali. Chloe ended up not wanting to leave Nana's house. So we switched places, I went and stayed at my sisters and Chloe stayed at my moms with my boys. Not, that we needed to. I just wanted a break from the little guys.  My dad made a lil campfire and we ended up roasting a few marshmallows. Kenden went around calling Annali "My Baby"! "Why is my baby Annali crying?", "Why does my baby Annali have to take a nap?" etc. etc. It was very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My mom, sister Katie, and brothers Andrew and Joshua, came up over Easter weekend. I of course didn't see very much of Katielynn since her bestfriend/love lives here. Andrew and Josh did a great job entertaining Kenden and Tate! Friday night we all went to Splash the wave pool and went swimming for hours. They have a waterslide also so kenden and Tate wanted to go down that like a bazillion times. Then Saturday Eric and I took the boys on a huge egg hunt at Camp Harlow. there was so many kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BQh5MLI/AAAAAAAAAp0/OdMqsUKFdMk/s1600-h/DSC00215.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BQh5MLI/AAAAAAAAAp0/OdMqsUKFdMk/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534080424226994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80AyMaajI/AAAAAAAAApc/70N-sdJFLNs/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80AyMaajI/AAAAAAAAApc/70N-sdJFLNs/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534072281066034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate was at his maximum egg amount in like 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BNaV6OI/AAAAAAAAAps/NJ_dOiUI4oc/s1600-h/DSC00192.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BNaV6OI/AAAAAAAAAps/NJ_dOiUI4oc/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534079587248354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BDDRuVI/AAAAAAAAApk/zxaHvh4QXWA/s1600-h/DSC00193.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BDDRuVI/AAAAAAAAApk/zxaHvh4QXWA/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534076806150482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kenden more like 10 minutes. Then sunday we got up, Easter bunny had left baskets, opened those, went to church, it's so nice having helpers with my boys during&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8789255878203020027?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8789255878203020027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8789255878203020027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8789255878203020027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8789255878203020027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-of-all-i-want-to-say-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Se80BQh5MLI/AAAAAAAAAp0/OdMqsUKFdMk/s72-c/DSC00215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2700059222881323601</id><published>2009-04-08T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:57:12.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We took the boat out on the river the other day. The boys always think that it's a good time. Just a few pictures of them. Eric forgot their smaller life jackets we had to make the bigger ones work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sd03BHvDowI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BtHhyGZyohk/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sd03BHvDowI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BtHhyGZyohk/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322470827017609986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sd03AssyXMI/AAAAAAAAAow/hgBjuJb6Ql4/s1600-h/DSC00017.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sd03AssyXMI/AAAAAAAAAow/hgBjuJb6Ql4/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322470819760331970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2700059222881323601?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2700059222881323601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2700059222881323601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2700059222881323601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2700059222881323601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-took-boat-out-on-river-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sd03BHvDowI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BtHhyGZyohk/s72-c/DSC00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7248580145607448261</id><published>2009-04-01T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:39:24.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kenden's class went on a field trip to the Oregon Coast Aquarium on Friday. I decided to be a parent driver and take Tate along. The boy's of course had the time of their lives. They are infactuated with anything that lives in the ocean.  We got to actually pet a shark and some sting rays. That was probably Kenden's favorite part of the whole trip (besides the gift shop, where we spent close to 40 min. could not get those boys outa there, for nothing.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEe-ZGq4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/v2-Aa29P9dM/s1600-h/DSC00005.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEe-ZGq4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/v2-Aa29P9dM/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322204158580140930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenden petting a Bamboo Shark.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEeufqQfI/AAAAAAAAAog/QbKWP5KSSUQ/s1600-h/DSC09995.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEeufqQfI/AAAAAAAAAog/QbKWP5KSSUQ/s320/DSC09995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322204154312671730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Actual size of a Great White Shark (HUGE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEem9fR7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/yibLyVMq_HI/s1600-h/DSC09989.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEem9fR7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/yibLyVMq_HI/s320/DSC09989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322204152290297778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEeRGJpMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/w3dgNLHvVFY/s1600-h/DSC00001.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEeRGJpMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/w3dgNLHvVFY/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322204146421048514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another diaper cake for my boss! Ashton is a name that I had picked for if I had a girl, and my boss heard me say it and loved it, and decided to use it. I was sortof bummed at first, but Eric decided he didn't like it anyway, so I guess it all works out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxCVnMcJNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/7y9Ul-4XX7o/s1600-h/DSC09984.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxCVnMcJNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/7y9Ul-4XX7o/s320/DSC09984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322201798710928594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided it was time to cut Tate's hair, he kept wanting me to pin it out of his eyes or put a rubber band in it! Lol! It was getting a bit crazy, although it did fit his personality, cause he's a lil crazy. Anyway, he looks alot more like kenden now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxCVC86L1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/oUk3t4CIDUo/s1600-h/DSC00022.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxCVC86L1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/oUk3t4CIDUo/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322201788982112082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEePJC5zI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nzl3BelBxU4/s1600-h/tate%27s+fauxhawk.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEePJC5zI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nzl3BelBxU4/s320/tate%27s+fauxhawk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322204145896318770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, pictures of the boys and their bunk beds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxCVfC3MpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/L8Wk2BidrT4/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxCVfC3MpI/AAAAAAAAAn4/L8Wk2BidrT4/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322201796523274898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have more pictures with the boy's bunkbeds when the room is finished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7248580145607448261?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7248580145607448261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7248580145607448261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7248580145607448261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7248580145607448261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/04/kendens-class-went-on-field-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SdxEe-ZGq4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/v2-Aa29P9dM/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-241968782594988577</id><published>2009-03-13T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:24:38.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so an update on Eric and that guy who stole his identity! Eric and his friend Lj, did a little PI work. I think they might actually of had some fun too. They found out his new address, went over there and talked to his dad. His dad wouldn't tell them where he was, but did give them some of Eric's mail, and they got a bunch more mail from the mailbox at their old address. Amongst, the ton of mail, there was a verizon wireless letter and eric called and found out this guy's number cause he opened a verizon account in eric's name. Anyway, come to find out LJ knows who this guy is, because he used to work in his families car dealership in the installation department. So, he knew of this friend he had, and called this guy up pretending to be this friend.  Apparantly this guy has stolen mutiple peoples identity's, he's a car theif and also steals stereo equipment. So Lj set up a meeting, saying he wanted some stereo equipment. After they set this up, they called the cops and told them the plan. Well, the guy ended not showing, we think he was parked across the street from where they were supposed to meet, watching. Eric talked to the cops for a long time and come to find out this guy has a warrant out for his arresst and the cops really want him.  They thought they knew where he was staying, so they were gonna go check out this hotel.  Couple days later Eric got a call from the police saying that they assigned a detective to Eric's case. And they went to the hotel where he was staying, he was gone, but they found eric's id along with a bunch of other peoples stuff.  I'm so glad that atleast he won't be able to open anymore credit accounts.  Now if they could just get him!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-241968782594988577?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/241968782594988577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=241968782594988577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/241968782594988577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/241968782594988577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-so-update-on-eric-and-that-guy-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8018719646980570064</id><published>2009-03-09T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:01:23.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bunkbeds</title><content type='html'>So, we got the bunkbeds and have had them for about a week now. The boy's are absolutley loving them. We totally thought it would be hard to get them to go to sleep in the same room, but we haven't had any problems. We got some new bedding for them and are gonna redo their room. They look so cute laying in them.  Kenden wanted the top bunk (of course), since he's the oldest we let him pick first. They're starting to understand that they both can't have the same thing, so when Kenden said he wanted the top, Tate just automatically said he wanted the bottom.  I haven't downloaded pictures on to my computer yet, but I will post some soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8018719646980570064?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8018719646980570064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8018719646980570064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8018719646980570064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8018719646980570064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/bunkbeds.html' title='bunkbeds'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1940964250993723030</id><published>2009-03-01T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:36:54.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tons of new.</title><content type='html'>I do apoligize! There is a whole load of new posts here! All the way down to the Feb. 25th one. There is like 7! That's alot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1940964250993723030?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1940964250993723030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1940964250993723030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1940964250993723030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1940964250993723030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/tons-of-new.html' title='tons of new.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6296463977866901770</id><published>2009-03-01T16:47:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:36:27.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen Identity</title><content type='html'>I don’t remember if I posted about this, but in the beginning of February Eric got his truck broke into and his wallet stolen.  Well even tho he didn’t have very much money in it and we canceled credit and debit cards.  This guy has taken Eric’s Id and used it to try and open about 20 credit lines.  We kept getting credit cards in the mail for like Wal-Mart, Best buy, Sears, etc. Even letters saying we had requested an address change.  We checked his credit reports and this guy has even spent like over $2000.00 on these cards. I can’t understand how this guy has been able to do this since he doesn’t have Eric’s SSN. We have a description of him too, and he’s like shorter than I am. Eric’s like 6’2.  We have the address he tried to change it too and his email. Turns out nobody is living at the address, but we have the names of the guys that lived there two weeks ago and one of them fits the description. (We talked to the neighbor) I am really hoping we can catch this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6296463977866901770?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6296463977866901770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6296463977866901770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6296463977866901770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6296463977866901770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/stolen-identity.html' title='Stolen Identity'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7020609942792671218</id><published>2009-03-01T16:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:36:10.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally happened</title><content type='html'>I’ve been just waiting for this one. Tate’s cage has finally reached its end.  From all the abuse the bed has finally given out. He now has to sleep on his mattress on the floor, at least till tomorrow. We bought bunk beds….eeeeek…I am a little scared, but it’s time. Thankfully for about 2 weeks now Tate hasn’t had to be trapped in at night, he is finally staying.  Yay! Oh ya, Eric's convinced that we are gonna be able to reuse this bed for the next baby. hahaha! yeah, right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas3BM427YI/AAAAAAAAAno/ixQKL0vhOno/s1600-h/DSC09932.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas3BM427YI/AAAAAAAAAno/ixQKL0vhOno/s320/DSC09932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308397079565364610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture dosn't do justice. It looked much worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7020609942792671218?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7020609942792671218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7020609942792671218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7020609942792671218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7020609942792671218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-finally-happened.html' title='It&apos;s finally happened'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas3BM427YI/AAAAAAAAAno/ixQKL0vhOno/s72-c/DSC09932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-988909779578146581</id><published>2009-03-01T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:16:21.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you be my Valentine!</title><content type='html'>Oh, forgot to post a pic of Kenden’s Valentines he brought to school. And of the Valentines I made for all the girls at work.  I got both these ideas from The Tip Junkie. I just love that blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasuiJTU-NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/3NL52Or-Lyk/s1600-h/DSC09804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasuiJTU-NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/3NL52Or-Lyk/s320/DSC09804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308387749933676754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are candy bar cozies. They are made out of felt. The ones on Tip Junkie are much cuter, but whatever! The girls liked them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasuh5uKcKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/T6aO7a0UGf8/s1600-h/DSC09757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasuh5uKcKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/T6aO7a0UGf8/s320/DSC09757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308387745751265442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-988909779578146581?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/988909779578146581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=988909779578146581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/988909779578146581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/988909779578146581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-you-be-my-valentine.html' title='Will you be my Valentine!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasuiJTU-NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/3NL52Or-Lyk/s72-c/DSC09804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1359944388764528766</id><published>2009-03-01T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:28:29.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roar!</title><content type='html'>On Friday we went to Medford, cause Eric had business to attend too Saturday morning. Eric got the honeymoon suite for the extra room.  It had a huge jet tub in it and the boys had the time of their lives in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx3BT6nBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/QMoD7K0Wiu8/s1600-h/DSC09852.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx3BT6nBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/QMoD7K0Wiu8/s320/DSC09852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308391407100795922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Saturday the boy’s and I lounged around in the room while Eric worked.  Then on our way home we surprised the boys and stopped at the Wildlife Safari. If you haven’t gone, it’s a must. This was our 2nd time with Kenden and Tate. The 1st time Tate was not even quite 1 so he slept most the time.  Kenden love loved it. And they were so excited. Here are some pictures.  The bears were still hibernating this time so we missed them, but got to see some other great animals. We really loved the 500 lb and 350 lb Siberian Tigers. The monkeys were also really fun to watch.  Oh, and then of course, the Llamas. That was just gross. 2 of them were “getting down” in the middle of the road and would not move. We finally had to about go in the ditch to get around them. Good thing the boys didn’t get what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx4ibe-7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/kpBpfngP-rE/s1600-h/DSC09883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx4ibe-7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/kpBpfngP-rE/s320/DSC09883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308391433170779058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx4E1h3ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/TwQwVOiR1as/s1600-h/DSC09881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx4E1h3ZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/TwQwVOiR1as/s320/DSC09881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308391425226956178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx31hoEMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/uO8EGc4H7no/s1600-h/DSC09874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas0ktDJqbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qoD-nmha254/s320/DSC09908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394390959008178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas0kTiIaNI/AAAAAAAAAm4/G6BPAVTthRE/s1600-h/DSC09899.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas0kTiIaNI/AAAAAAAAAm4/G6BPAVTthRE/s320/DSC09899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394384109627602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas0j31vDPI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2OEeXb-Vrdk/s1600-h/DSC09889.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sas0j31vDPI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2OEeXb-Vrdk/s320/DSC09889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394376675658994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1359944388764528766?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1359944388764528766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1359944388764528766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1359944388764528766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1359944388764528766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/roar.html' title='Roar!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/Sasx3BT6nBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/QMoD7K0Wiu8/s72-c/DSC09852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7567302455710150803</id><published>2009-03-01T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:51:39.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brush them till they sparkle.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, I took Kenden and Tate to the dentist. They have a checkup every 6 months. This was the first time Tate actually held still. I usually have to hold him upside down tickling him, so that can look in his mouth. They were actually able to polish this time. He only got mad when the dentist called him General. He shouted at him saying “I not enral, I TATE-tate.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasrXw8mdXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nrg99aAsY_Y/s1600-h/DSC09838.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasrXw8mdXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nrg99aAsY_Y/s320/DSC09838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308384273062327666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasrXhKzMhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0nYyFTw1ZAk/s1600-h/DSC09837.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasrXhKzMhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0nYyFTw1ZAk/s320/DSC09837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308384268826915346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kenden of course is a pro and does awesome all the time. They love going to the dentist, so they can see “Nemo”  There is 2 huge fish tanks and in one there is a clownfish they freak everytime they see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was told the boy's teeth looked fantastic. I am so glad. The only thing is Kendens molars have come in so I have to start flossing those. He's not too sure about that yet. He actually, told me that he didn't think it was such a good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7567302455710150803?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7567302455710150803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7567302455710150803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7567302455710150803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7567302455710150803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/brush-them-till-they-sparkle.html' title='Brush them till they sparkle.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasrXw8mdXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/nrg99aAsY_Y/s72-c/DSC09838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8664212589795079011</id><published>2009-03-01T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:51:13.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of the 21st!</title><content type='html'>Every year at this time they have the Eugene Logging Conference. Eric and his dad have a booth at the fairgrounds for it. So after we got back from Klamath, they started setting up Monday, bringing a bunch of equipment in. Early mornings, and late evenings. The actual log show started on Thursday. They have dinners on Thursday and Friday evenings. My mom usually comes up and watches the boys for us, cause of all the craziness. I wasn't able to attend Thursday’s dinner because my mom didn't get up here till Friday afternoon. Friday night is the bigger night anyway, they have a super nice dinner and auction. It's held at the Hilton. This year Eric got us a room at the Hilton, it was so nice being able to spend some time alone.  At the auction Eric’s dad and step mom bought me some pearl and diamond earrings. They are so beautiful, and I wasn't even expecting it. Then Eric bought me a necklace and a bracelet. I got like 2 valentine weekends in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQcNqxhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/GpHTJz16a80/s1600-h/DSC09819.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQcNqxhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/GpHTJz16a80/s320/DSC09819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308383047726056978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQHV4OKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/e9JrP4_zp_8/s1600-h/DSC09809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQHV4OKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/e9JrP4_zp_8/s320/DSC09809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308383042123348130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQ-AfotI/AAAAAAAAAlA/v4vijMMUrlI/s1600-h/DSC09818.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQ-AfotI/AAAAAAAAAlA/v4vijMMUrlI/s320/DSC09818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308383056797606610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same weekend I also had my friend Lexi's baby shower to go to in Albany.  I was in charge of the games. And of course it wasn’t until last minute that I was able to get all the supplies for them. I think people ended up liking them, tho (well, I hope). Also, last minute I decided I wanted to make her a diaper cake and labels for her clothes hangers. It was my first time making either one of these things and they both turned out better than expected. I didn't get a picture of the labels, but here's the diaper cake (classic pooh theme).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasszjwBEyI/AAAAAAAAAlw/-Dfj_AA21yU/s1600-h/DSC09802.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasszjwBEyI/AAAAAAAAAlw/-Dfj_AA21yU/s320/DSC09802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308385850067850018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasszteHf8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ysjprUtYR2E/s1600-h/DSC09820.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasszteHf8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/ysjprUtYR2E/s320/DSC09820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308385852677128130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqRBcj03I/AAAAAAAAAlI/BF6ObvnjB6w/s1600-h/DSC09822.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqRBcj03I/AAAAAAAAAlI/BF6ObvnjB6w/s320/DSC09822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308383057720628082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqRfOFb4I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Zyj8UJM2l6Q/s1600-h/DSC09823.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqRfOFb4I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Zyj8UJM2l6Q/s320/DSC09823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308383065712979842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8664212589795079011?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8664212589795079011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8664212589795079011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8664212589795079011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8664212589795079011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-of-21st.html' title='Weekend of the 21st!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasqQcNqxhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/GpHTJz16a80/s72-c/DSC09819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5248061821486809444</id><published>2009-02-25T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:42:04.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I guess it's time for a major catch up. I've been so very busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Valentines weekend we spent in Klamath Falls. Originally, Eric was supposed to spend friday all day and saturday morning in Redding, CA for work, but with the weather the way it was, and part of I 5 being closed, he decided just to stay with us in Klamath. It was a good trip, we got to see lots of friends and was so nice seeing our families. &lt;br /&gt; For valentines, eric bought me roses, he took me shopping, and I got a gift bag full of valentine candy. Oh, and sugarfree redbulls. We had a delicious dinner at his moms house, then met up with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNyThi5HI/AAAAAAAAAko/TPuU3efoRcc/s1600-h/DSC09800.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNyThi5HI/AAAAAAAAAko/TPuU3efoRcc/s320/DSC09800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308351743671854194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNyE21AbI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0suw6Em57xQ/s1600-h/DSC09798.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNyE21AbI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0suw6Em57xQ/s320/DSC09798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308351739734589874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNxsPIZqI/AAAAAAAAAkY/gXk7lZveBJQ/s1600-h/DSC09792.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNxsPIZqI/AAAAAAAAAkY/gXk7lZveBJQ/s320/DSC09792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308351733125637794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNxTGMBRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UJla-RijBIM/s1600-h/DSC09779.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNxTGMBRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UJla-RijBIM/s320/DSC09779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308351726377239826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNxDAVOVI/AAAAAAAAAkI/pLI_8QyFHcM/s1600-h/DSC09766.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNxDAVOVI/AAAAAAAAAkI/pLI_8QyFHcM/s320/DSC09766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308351722057709906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The boy's had a blast with Chloe and Annali. They just can't get enough of their cousins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5248061821486809444?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5248061821486809444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5248061821486809444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5248061821486809444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5248061821486809444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-i-guess-its-time-for-major-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SasNyThi5HI/AAAAAAAAAko/TPuU3efoRcc/s72-c/DSC09800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3036362454653819241</id><published>2009-02-18T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:30:40.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KENDEN</title><content type='html'>Kenden has been so whiny lately, about everything. So, I told him if he couldn't calm down then I was gonna spank his bum. What does he say to me (in a angry voice, and practically shouting) "Spankins are sooooo dumb MOM!" Then he stomped off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3036362454653819241?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3036362454653819241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3036362454653819241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3036362454653819241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3036362454653819241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/02/kenden.html' title='KENDEN'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7400618371728404511</id><published>2009-02-12T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:22:05.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SZRL9zK9W9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/XCFHOvekbsc/s1600-h/best"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SZRL9zK9W9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/XCFHOvekbsc/s320/best" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301946186402192338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put this picture up of my lil Tate and my niece Chloe. I believe this was Tates first birthday. So long ago! For all you that don't know Tate, was born only 5 weeks before Chloe. It was so fun having babies that close. They are so cute together. They get too see eachother this weekend. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7400618371728404511?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7400618371728404511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7400618371728404511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7400618371728404511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7400618371728404511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/02/dsc02096jpg-gmail.html' title='thinking back'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SZRL9zK9W9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/XCFHOvekbsc/s72-c/best' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-920706154126338650</id><published>2009-02-04T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:28:26.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the sun, doo'n'doodoo!</title><content type='html'>It's been so beautiful outside, with all this sunshine. I just love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYpm0QYh8hI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xWi4zoCawL4/s1600-h/DSC09604.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYpm0QYh8hI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xWi4zoCawL4/s320/DSC09604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299160959491895826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the boys for a long walk, the other day. We have a bike path really close to our house, it goes thru the west eugene wetlands. It's really pretty,and there are lots of birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYpqOUiljQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Q91u0PYM2Js/s1600-h/DSC09658.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYpqOUiljQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Q91u0PYM2Js/s320/DSC09658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299164705819299074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy5W712SI/AAAAAAAAAgc/cyMLWMx4DDA/s1600-h/DSC09663.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy5W712SI/AAAAAAAAAgc/cyMLWMx4DDA/s320/DSC09663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299103872545315106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we began our walk the boys were pretty much running in front of me the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy49fOnWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g1TLEg376Zw/s1600-h/DSC09662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy49fOnWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g1TLEg376Zw/s320/DSC09662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299103865714416994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of our walk the boys were behind me the whole time dragging there feet. I had to walk backwards and keep yelling "come on".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4eq8l9-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/FaJ68GP8Bos/s1600-h/DSC09690.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4eq8l9-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/FaJ68GP8Bos/s320/DSC09690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299110011130476514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate was so tired he kept stopping to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4eb2CF2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/IpmwCfFRZRY/s1600-h/DSC09687.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4eb2CF2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/IpmwCfFRZRY/s320/DSC09687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299110007076427618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy5_Xbs5I/AAAAAAAAAgs/l3MZhLoJ_rM/s1600-h/DSC09682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy5_Xbs5I/AAAAAAAAAgs/l3MZhLoJ_rM/s320/DSC09682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299103883398460306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4e_dx6_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Tc6IC30cX5o/s1600-h/DSC09691.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4e_dx6_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Tc6IC30cX5o/s320/DSC09691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299110016638381042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw alot of birds. The boys really liked this flock of gease. They pretended that they were shooting them down (ha! Dad's a duck hunter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4fJMGkQI/AAAAAAAAAhU/vDh1oI0IklQ/s1600-h/DSC09689.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4fJMGkQI/AAAAAAAAAhU/vDh1oI0IklQ/s320/DSC09689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299110019248591106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4eam5uwI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Y_2IBVBhAZc/s1600-h/DSC09664.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYo4eam5uwI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Y_2IBVBhAZc/s320/DSC09664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299110006744529666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a walk that would have taken me 20 minutes to do, took us 1hr and 10 min. The boys had a nice long nap as soon as we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy5vHpqtI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Lcmn8fx_xDE/s1600-h/DSC09671.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYoy5vHpqtI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Lcmn8fx_xDE/s320/DSC09671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299103879037299410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYplgFAbTnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Jp2lXKWebrs/s1600-h/DSC09695.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/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYplgFAbTnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Jp2lXKWebrs/s320/DSC09695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299159513328995954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-920706154126338650?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/920706154126338650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=920706154126338650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/920706154126338650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/920706154126338650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-comes-sun-doondoodoo.html' title='Here comes the sun, doo&apos;n&apos;doodoo!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SYpm0QYh8hI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xWi4zoCawL4/s72-c/DSC09604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8916153218831466133</id><published>2009-01-26T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:42:57.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, little brother!</title><content type='html'>I should have posted this sooner.  &lt;br /&gt;    My little brother Matthew got his mission call a couple weeks ago.  He was called to serve a full time mission in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I believe March 16th is when he leaves for the MTC.  I just have to say i am so proud of Matt.  He is going to be such a great missionary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8916153218831466133?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8916153218831466133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8916153218831466133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8916153218831466133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8916153218831466133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-little-brother.html' title='Oh, little brother!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8961549075769594207</id><published>2009-01-21T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:42:52.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Ladies Man!</title><content type='html'>The last few times I've picked Kenden up from school. There is this  little girl that has to give him a hug goodbye. Her name is Bethany! Well today there was a new little girl. She gave kenden a huge hug... and A KISS!  Of course, once we got into the car I had to drill him for information on what her name was and if she was in his class.  Jeez, what a lil stud. I'm definately gonna have to keep an extra close eye on that boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8961549075769594207?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8961549075769594207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8961549075769594207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8961549075769594207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8961549075769594207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-ladies-man.html' title='Little Ladies Man!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1160632006406976548</id><published>2009-01-10T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:19:25.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenden, just being Kenden!</title><content type='html'>Kenden's just been cracking me up so much the last few days. He gets funnier everyday, I think. Just wanted to share a few of the things he's told me.&lt;br /&gt;~"You've crossed the line mom"&lt;br /&gt;~"Mom, I told Tate-tate that I love him, and that's a good thing. It's not a bad word. I'm a good boy."&lt;br /&gt;~"MOM, I need my dragon. It's driving me crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;~"I'm a country boy. I got a four wheel drive."&lt;br /&gt;~"Boys have weiners, and girls have tails."&lt;br /&gt;~"Behold, Dragon Mountain."&lt;br /&gt;~"Wha'd you say? Your gonna get me an icecream cone? Oh you make me so happy (fake laugh) I really like your attitude mom!"&lt;br /&gt;~"My name is Kenden, and I have a talent!"&lt;br /&gt;~"Do you like my underwears? you do?!  awe thanks, that's so nice!"&lt;br /&gt;~"You look so bootiful today mommy! Just fabulous!"&lt;br /&gt;~"I'm just jokin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate is starting to talk really good too. So i'm sure I'll be sharing some of his phrases soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1160632006406976548?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1160632006406976548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1160632006406976548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1160632006406976548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1160632006406976548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/01/kenden-just-being-kenden.html' title='Kenden, just being Kenden!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6905979554285362733</id><published>2009-01-03T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:06:18.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenden's birthday party, school pageant, Christmas, and New Years. Oh and a few others!</title><content type='html'>These first few pictures are just random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBc1wlzS-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/GIhgdy86gFQ/s1600-h/DSC09456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328041179237346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBc1wlzS-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/GIhgdy86gFQ/s320/DSC09456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought this was cute. The boys love there dogs! Tate-tate with Midori.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRpmxl_RI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Gy2TwfRLPv0/s1600-h/DSC09280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287315737758006546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRpmxl_RI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Gy2TwfRLPv0/s320/DSC09280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRpHOD_qI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mrLkRomkxVU/s1600-h/DSC09279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287315729287478946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRpHOD_qI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mrLkRomkxVU/s320/DSC09279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two were Kenden practicing his photography skills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! Kenden's Birthday party was a success. I was worried that noone would really show up. I didn't get any invitations mailed. I texted some people and put invites into all of his school mates cubbies like a week before. I usually am way on top of things, but everything has just been sneaking up on me these days! A ton of kids from his class ended up showing, It was kinda wierd cause I really don't know parents that well, it was a good way of getting to know them tho. Then just a bunch of family friends showed too. There probably was well over 20 people there for sure! We had batman theme! He's loving batman and the superfriends these days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287315744059753058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRp-QDAmI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/QrnzT9cS3m4/s320/DSC09291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287315745330316146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRqC--Q3I/AAAAAAAAAbY/HA5DwHsJ42Y/s320/DSC09303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287315757107413570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBRqu22gkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/bGc6XGl_QRE/s320/DSC09308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few snow days. Back home in Klamath Falls this would of never happened with the amount we got, but here in Eugene the town shuts down when theres even the slightest bit. So this was really bad. 2 inches! haha! ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287318736803692962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBUYLFzgaI/AAAAAAAAAbo/AX2ONWYT7lw/s320/DSC09313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287318740400411218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBUYYfVElI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-FtiDAZTK58/s320/DSC09337.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The boys still had a good time playing in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287318754398989314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBUZMo2bAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/gS_wMk-C16g/s320/DSC09341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287318760954591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBUZlD0-AI/AAAAAAAAAcA/sL5nAKFfbXI/s320/DSC09346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenden's christmas pageant was so darling! They practiced there songs for so long, Kenden knew them all. He has been filling our house with his singing for about a month now. I will have to post a little video of it cause it was just so cute! And Kenden looked so handsome up there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287321731719070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBXGgBRgvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bqaqX9MSH7M/s320/DSC09392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287321737842493538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBXG21NiGI/AAAAAAAAAco/OgdMC-dlcHQ/s320/DSC09395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday before Christmas we took the boys to see Santa at the mall. This guy could possibly be the real santa. He's that good! The boys sat on his lap Tate was a little hesitant at first, but after Santa started asking what they wanted he was ok. He still wouldn't smile for his picture tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287321744120213154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBXHON77qI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pqIK4QFKInc/s320/DSC09416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waiting to see Santa! And so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287324748864828642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBZ2Hw4NOI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MaG36MIBA-U/s320/DSC09423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287324760612536242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBZ2zhv_7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/NJW_seRr4bI/s320/DSC09428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287324770165024226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBZ3XHPZeI/AAAAAAAAAdI/LjHevSfBcUU/s320/DSC09431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287324791779475138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBZ4nohvsI/AAAAAAAAAdY/AGDNSDjJQ2A/s320/DSC09434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After seeing Santa we went to Costco. Tate was starting to get tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my work Christmas party it was supposed to be a Merry Martini Party. So we all were supposed to bring a martini glass for a present instead of doing secret santas. Then after we exchanged martini glasses then we were gonna have Martini's. I don't drink Martini's, but I still got a glass and decided to decorate it. I bought it plain and it came in a package of 2 since I didn't have a use for the other one. I painted both of them to bring. I had a lot of fun doing it. However, we ended up having to cancel our party cause of the weather. I think I'm still gonna bring them to work and leave them there for whoever wants them. They go with the theme of the Salon. At the last minute a couple of the Salon girls were able to still get together and go to dinner at the Lucky Noodle (Thai food) on Tuesday the 23rd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287321718528968562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBXFu4gh3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GR7EmXamTcI/s320/DSC09355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287321724372965650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBXGEp02RI/AAAAAAAAAcY/YtkpZYMULUo/s320/DSC09356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328047327122962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBc2HfklhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/gc5juLEMj6k/s320/DSC09460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328065261007282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBc3KTV8bI/AAAAAAAAAdw/XIUvUKCaPfM/s320/DSC09462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287328075244023058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 33px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBc3vferRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4YuAbEpkcEQ/s320/DSC09463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas we ended up staying home this year! It was so nice to just be able to relax and take our time with opening presents, not that we did, but it was nice that we could of! I didn't get too many pictures cause we got it all on video! but theres a few! The boys were both really into opening presents this yr. Kenden actually looked and played with each present before he moved on. Tate on the other hand just ripped open every single one as fast as he could then went back to see what he got. Around 3 we went over to erics dads house to open more presents and we were over there for most the rest of the day. I was so excited for Tate and Kenden to see what they got from grandpa and grandma C. They've both been loving Thomas the Train. and now they have a train table that they spend hours playing on. For the time being my house and things are safe from Tate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287324773911073778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBZ3lEXk_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/dtgUxiExfMo/s320/DSC09471.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is not the cutest picture of Tate, I've ever seen, but what can I say he was half asleep and excited.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287330920108717858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBfdVcE9yI/AAAAAAAAAeI/usssBymC7XE/s320/DSC09482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287330941686160242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBfel0im3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zKbmdrJydHo/s320/DSC09483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New years eve. Eric and I went out to dinner and spent time with our friends the Goodrich's and Harrison's. It seems strange that we're already at the start of a new yr. New Years day we seriously lounged all day long. Actually, I read all day, I finally have read the Twilight Saga. Which i just loved! (Better late than never!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287330936194262226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBfeRXK5NI/AAAAAAAAAeY/cGmHiUc1WUc/s320/DSC09486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287330950550983602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBffG2FE7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/TfI8RCahlvw/s320/DSC09487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287318770298525042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBUaH3mFXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/F5GM6IH8FPY/s320/DSC09350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kenden reading to Tate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6905979554285362733?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6905979554285362733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6905979554285362733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6905979554285362733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6905979554285362733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2009/01/kendens-birthday-party-school-pageant.html' title='Kenden&apos;s birthday party, school pageant, Christmas, and New Years. Oh and a few others!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SWBc1wlzS-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/GIhgdy86gFQ/s72-c/DSC09456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5243563124418411176</id><published>2008-12-17T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:58:51.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenden's 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Kenden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281793743642364242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUyzbPqvCVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g5dvpHF_kGQ/s320/DSCN0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today is Kenden's 4th birthday! I can't believe how old he is. I could not ever imagine my life without this boy! He brings me so much happiness. He's a little comedian, he makes me laugh everyday. Love you Kenden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1714/f1f7fa200a05eca391300dd7e5b75bcc/image/c46ec43e8038ad62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 22px; HEIGHT: 28px" height="265" alt="" src="http://localhost:1714/f1f7fa200a05eca391300dd7e5b75bcc/image/c46ec43e8038ad62.jpg?size=320" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1714/f1f7fa200a05eca391300dd7e5b75bcc/image/c46ec43e8038ad62.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1714/f1f7fa200a05eca391300dd7e5b75bcc/image/c46ec43e8038ad62.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5243563124418411176?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5243563124418411176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5243563124418411176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5243563124418411176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5243563124418411176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/12/kendens-4.html' title='Kenden&apos;s 4'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUyzbPqvCVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g5dvpHF_kGQ/s72-c/DSCN0747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7838268034664376408</id><published>2008-12-17T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:20:01.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay So I haven't posted in a long time! Let me do a quick update. Thanksgiving we spent in Klamath Falls, it was really good seeing the fam. I was especially excited because my dearest cousin Jackie was visiting too. She lives in Utah with her husband Ben, and I haven't gotten too see her in about a year and a half or so. I didn't get to spend too much time with her, but things are always crazy going home trying to visit everyone. They are expecting, and lil baby Atkinson is due in June. So I hope to see her sometime soon after the babe arrives! I am so excited for them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280800975813682338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUksgjTpJKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AFX0VxNofII/s320/DSC09170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My boys were sooo excited to see there cousins, Chloe and Annali. Tate and Chloe are just 5 weeks apart, and they are so cute together. They both have the same type of blankie that is there favorite so they fight over them. Tate -tate always says "I wuv my Chwoe wynn" (translation: "I love my Chloe Lynn") It's so Cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280800997716116050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUksh05lwlI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_85d-JzhEkw/s320/DSC09148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280801009888249394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUksiiPpxjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dhxIbUvdrNY/s320/DSC09158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803315332698434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUkuouscUUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/LglMldcsbCg/s320/DSC09166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sister will probably not be too happy I put this pic up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803310603961506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUkuodFBhKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/XtRZCPXJa5U/s320/DSC09162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The boys also really enjoyed there other cousins Kyle and Kelsey! Poor Kelsey got attacked right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280800983557023762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUkshAJzKBI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eKNQLBci2tI/s320/DSC09138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280806659788507586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUkxrZw2CcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/o4-5_NLQNKM/s320/DSC09136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was just a cute picture. We stayed with Erics mom while we were in Klamath. Erics brothers Trent, Mark, and there families were staying there too.  Talk about a bunch of dog lovers, we had erics mom and stepdads 3 dogs, Trents dog, marks dog and our 2 mini dogs.  We had 3 mini dachsunds, 2 springer spaniels, 1 cocker spaniel, and 1 choclate lab.  Good thing we didn't bring our other 2 big dogs! ha!  So this pic is of the 3 weenies. Max, Martini, and Ruby! Max was in love with Martini and followed her everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280800995434079634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUkshsZgpZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vXsc3fvkEDM/s320/DSC09139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mujeres Volleyball Team:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I ever mentioned before that some of the salon girls formed a city-league volleyball team. So we have been having volleyball games every tuesday, well we had our last game a couple weeks ago. In the beginning we started out with like 8 girls or more, but there was really just 4 of us that continued to try and make it every week. So of course we lost almost all our games, but it was so much fun! Well, our last games were no different we lost all 3 of them. There were 6 players on the other team so that was partially it, but really we just got stuck with a horrible ref that wasn't really paying attention and cut all the games short, so I actually believe we could have won atleat 2 of those 3 games! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is us after our last games:  Kristen, me, Ivy, and Ginger!  I can't even tell you how much I enjoy working in my salon I just love all the girls working there.  And I look forward to going to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803323942814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUkupOxQQXI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XMul7JKlzNg/s320/DSC09234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7838268034664376408?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7838268034664376408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7838268034664376408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7838268034664376408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7838268034664376408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-so-i-havent-posted-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SUksgjTpJKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AFX0VxNofII/s72-c/DSC09170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8115477007267315360</id><published>2008-12-02T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T06:49:05.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just can't handle hearing, that one more person I know is Pregnant.  I'm just gonna go crazy!  It's not fair, I still have 4 more months of waiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8115477007267315360?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8115477007267315360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8115477007267315360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8115477007267315360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8115477007267315360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-cant-handle-hearing-that-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-7918259164319647836</id><published>2008-11-21T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:22:18.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble-gobble</title><content type='html'>On wednesday afternoon, I thought I would have the boys make some little turkey's as a craft project. They had lots of fun, and made an absolute horrible mess. There was feathers, buttons, and paint all over them and the dining room. They turned out pretty cute tho.  Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenden and his turkey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271376944250989682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SSexZt9DrHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rA5MlKPJ3c8/s320/DSC09111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271377546999586402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SSex8zXhXmI/AAAAAAAAAXM/AgRFL3ytcjY/s320/DSC09106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tate and his turkey. (I think he was about to blink.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271376929017614546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SSexY1NI0NI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9s4dA8y_clc/s320/DSC09108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271376932265171426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SSexZBTameI/AAAAAAAAAW8/TiUHTi6k2PI/s320/DSC09105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-7918259164319647836?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7918259164319647836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=7918259164319647836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7918259164319647836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/7918259164319647836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble-gobble'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SSexZt9DrHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rA5MlKPJ3c8/s72-c/DSC09111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3414708828213795040</id><published>2008-11-17T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:44:42.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So those of you who know me really well, know how much I want a little girl. And after much debate Eric finally agreed to have one more child.  I wanted sooner he wanted to wait awhile so we wrote the months and years on seperate pieces of paper, put them in a bowl, then drew a month with the yr. We drew April 2009 like 3 times.  So that's when we will start trying. &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;However, I am having the hardest time.  It's seems there are pregnant ladies just surrounding me everywhere.  My boss Rachel is pregnant, a real good friend Lexi, My dearest cousin Jackie, one of our babysitters Jessica, the list goes on and on.... I am just going crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been doing alot of searching for the best ways to get a girl. I've learned so much!  Although, If any of you have a method that worked well.  Please share!  I know if I am not ment to have a girl, then nothing I do is gonna work, but I gotta try!  Both my boys were not planned at all.  So since, I have 5 more months of waiting, planning is whats gonna be going on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I felt  the need to post this, but anyway, if you have some advice let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3414708828213795040?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3414708828213795040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3414708828213795040&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3414708828213795040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3414708828213795040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-those-of-you-who-know-me-really-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-6930139169744861172</id><published>2008-11-12T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:20:49.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY bIrThDaY MiSs KaTiE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267923447515915570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRtsdwEjJTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bmTuVHaiCC0/s320/katiecheer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is my little sister katielynn's 17th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my lil sis. She is a crazy, out of control girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is probably one of the most outgoing girls I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many times she's come up to Eugene and gone to the church dances all by herself. And didn't care, she didn't even know anyone. She automatically made friends and probably gave like 10 guys her number. She is a complete flirt, and has guys following her around like lil pups! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a cheerleader at KUHS, a gymnast, and teaches gymnastics at the Gymnastics Academy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is such a big help when she comes up to visit me, pretty much my little slave. Except she is not clean, her stuffs always all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways Happy Birthday Lil Bug!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267923463797647042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRtsesuapsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/x_QGNANUIxI/s320/katie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a typical Katie face she makes in pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRtseY5hdZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vaEzRcbi9GU/s1600-h/katieandrem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267923458475521426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRtseY5hdZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vaEzRcbi9GU/s320/katieandrem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just like this picture alot! AHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-6930139169744861172?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6930139169744861172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=6930139169744861172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6930139169744861172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/6930139169744861172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-miss-katie.html' title='HaPpY bIrThDaY MiSs KaTiE'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRtsdwEjJTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bmTuVHaiCC0/s72-c/katiecheer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2793954838648300941</id><published>2008-11-10T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:47:37.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tate mishaps!</title><content type='html'>I know you all think it is so funny, the messes my lil Tate makes! Well this is a few of the latest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what his obsession is with the fish food! It's not fun to clean up!  It really stinks!  And the poor fish, I am really totally surprised that they are not dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267224972581657026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRjxNKLL2cI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DosUEim7Lag/s320/DSC08985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one wasn't too bad to clean up. Just a whole lot of lotion smeared everywhere, including the mirror and the floor which you cannot see in this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267224963736217474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRjxMpORJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/xfRA-a28L38/s320/DSC08973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2793954838648300941?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2793954838648300941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2793954838648300941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2793954838648300941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2793954838648300941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-tate-mishaps.html' title='More Tate mishaps!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRjxNKLL2cI/AAAAAAAAAWM/DosUEim7Lag/s72-c/DSC08985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-164176737459698039</id><published>2008-11-10T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:20:14.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween was a pretty busy day! The boys spent most the day in there costumes. And were so tired by the end of the day. Even with taking a nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267072900064268706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm5X5q0aI/AAAAAAAAAVc/m5hUcTZUAkE/s320/DSC09029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was taken at Kenden's preschool Harvest Party, with Kenden and Tates Uncle Colton! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267072910846314114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm6AETxoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vihG4zWJOSw/s320/DSC09033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm7GYB0cI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MhG9jHrE_uU/s1600-h/DSC09042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267072929719505346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm7GYB0cI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MhG9jHrE_uU/s320/DSC09042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the way if you didn't relize Kenden was a Monkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm6pE-17I/AAAAAAAAAVs/6kl3QqSLq_o/s1600-h/DSC09041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267072921854990258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm6pE-17I/AAAAAAAAAVs/6kl3QqSLq_o/s320/DSC09041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Tate was a Lion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267072938217769810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm7mCLC1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/DAUWvWRIp-M/s320/DSC09058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-164176737459698039?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/164176737459698039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=164176737459698039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/164176737459698039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/164176737459698039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!!!!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhm5X5q0aI/AAAAAAAAAVc/m5hUcTZUAkE/s72-c/DSC09029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-4161513728794458076</id><published>2008-11-08T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:26:04.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKSMCEC3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/LzLCVgzqZ5E/s1600-h/DSC08993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548859328531314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKSMCEC3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/LzLCVgzqZ5E/s320/DSC08993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKRoD8f9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/uAvgnP0zg_U/s1600-h/DSC08989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548849672749010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKRoD8f9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/uAvgnP0zg_U/s320/DSC08989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKTN8XJKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dZKwOgfGDTQ/s1600-h/DSC08999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548877021357218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKTN8XJKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dZKwOgfGDTQ/s320/DSC08999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKSi4VxWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OnP02LMVQdc/s1600-h/DSC08996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548865461765474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKSi4VxWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OnP02LMVQdc/s320/DSC08996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKTjmQHPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MMA6ZB7HzK4/s1600-h/DSC09002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548882834201842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKTjmQHPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MMA6ZB7HzK4/s320/DSC09002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the thursday night before Halloween we finally decided to carve our pumkins. They were really simple, but the boys had so much fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267065453289796514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRhgH6gR86I/AAAAAAAAAVU/hFst9doQB-Q/s320/DSC09005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-4161513728794458076?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4161513728794458076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=4161513728794458076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4161513728794458076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4161513728794458076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-carving.html' title='pumpkin carving'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SRaKSMCEC3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/LzLCVgzqZ5E/s72-c/DSC08993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2188726486794014905</id><published>2008-11-08T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:30:34.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New posts coming soon.</title><content type='html'>My internet has been down for the last week and half.  So, theres new posts coming soon! Watch for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2188726486794014905?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2188726486794014905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2188726486794014905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2188726486794014905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2188726486794014905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-posts-coming-soon.html' title='New posts coming soon.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-4952826711522385915</id><published>2008-10-22T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:48:26.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Usually everytime I take Kenden to preschool. Tate wants to hold his papers that we pick up out of his cubby.  I usually don't give him the things kenden's made or colored. Just the handouts for upcoming events. After we dropped kenden off, Tate and I went by the beauty supply house. I usually leave the boys in the car when I go in cause they terrorize the store.  (Don't worry, i can see them the whole time i'm in there). Well today when I got back into the car. Tate says to me "I wip". He was very sad. I thought he was saying that he was wet.  So I asked him if he wet his pants. He said "No, I wip" Finally, I figured out he was saying rip not wet. So I asked him "you ripped?" He said "Ya, I wip tenden's papore." (translated: I ripped Kenden's paper.) Then he started to pout. It was so cute (not that he was pouting) I assured him that it was ok and kenden wouldn't be upset.  He was ok after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-4952826711522385915?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4952826711522385915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=4952826711522385915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4952826711522385915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4952826711522385915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/usually-everytime-i-take-kenden-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2158212789333991033</id><published>2008-10-20T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:47:03.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzrIdL9CyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wFOm_W0jYnQ/s1600-h/DSC08917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259336995368143650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzrIdL9CyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wFOm_W0jYnQ/s320/DSC08917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last friday we went to the Shady Oaks pumkin patch in Cottage Grove with Kenden's preschool class. The boys had so much fun. They had a little hay maze, and some animals. We went on a tractor ride out to the pumkin patch and the boys picked out there pumkins. Tate found one pretty easy. Kenden got a little sidetracked cause he saw some cows and he wanted to pet them. When I finally got him focused on finding a pumkin, every pumkin he picked up he didn't like cause it was too dirty. We found one tho!!! After we got back from picking out pumkins. The kids had popcorn, apple cider, and an ice cream cone. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332818006915218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPznVTTbOJI/AAAAAAAAATA/rSJMQ-0STkA/s320/DSC08901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332833079872434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPznWLdGS7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/PK7hZcwuAjo/s320/DSC08903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332824263268674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPznVqnDmUI/AAAAAAAAATI/Z55x6q3Bog0/s320/DSC08902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332845970551330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPznW7eeciI/AAAAAAAAATY/bXMS0QCgVSw/s320/DSC08906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332849745997634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzrHceMLlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3esfSoWrD1s/s320/DSC08916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259338570258846978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzskIHKFQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CznLSBtJYas/s320/DSC08919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259338591591272274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzslXlND1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/8AHAUdENnFE/s320/DSC08921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259340068757273618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzt7WdBfBI/AAAAAAAAAUg/lCnzsi5aEvw/s320/DSC08918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2158212789333991033?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2158212789333991033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2158212789333991033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2158212789333991033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2158212789333991033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumkin-patch.html' title='Pumkin Patch'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPzrIdL9CyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wFOm_W0jYnQ/s72-c/DSC08917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8155125848776031056</id><published>2008-10-20T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:54:28.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody HELP me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvy_VfieI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3lpj_I9DpwE/s1600-h/DSC08897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271755391797730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvy_VfieI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3lpj_I9DpwE/s320/DSC08897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please tell me there is other children out there that do this kind of stuff. Tate has been on a rampage, just one thing after another. He is driving me crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just a few of the things he's done lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271712820923042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvwgvziqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Vjtig9ep9Kg/s320/DSC08893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember the shapes he drew all over my floor? Well this is his newest art. Acrylic paint smeared all over my bedroom floor!  How he got ahold of this stuff, I do not know.  There is nothing too high or hidden well enough for Tate.  Except maybe the attic or the rafters in the garage. Hmmmm.... He probably could still figure out a way.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271734429222354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvxxPoBdI/AAAAAAAAAPg/NPlE5C7gv6o/s320/DSC08890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Apparantly while smearing on the floor, he decided to do a little face painting.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271718761007762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvw24CCpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2460AispYvU/s320/DSC08891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;His feet needed some color too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271743239930514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvySEQwpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eaBNMSdKudg/s320/DSC08922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay now this is from Tate climbing on the counter getting into the medicine cabinet. He dumped childrens tylenol out (I thought those bottles were supposed to be childproof) and some vitamins,  a bunch of fishfood. Looks like he tried to stir it together with some spoons. I don't know what he planned on doing with those dvds and that phone charger.  This picture really dosn't do any justice, cause this was only a part of the counter.   It was really smeared all over the kitchen and like with everything else Tate had to put it all over his face.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, you might be thinking..........Where in the heck is his mom, when this is going on? Well,  I was probably cleaning up another one of his messes.  In this case, I was cleaning up all the clothes he had emptied out of his dresser drawers and closet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8155125848776031056?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8155125848776031056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8155125848776031056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8155125848776031056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8155125848776031056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/somebody-help-me.html' title='Somebody HELP me!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPyvy_VfieI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3lpj_I9DpwE/s72-c/DSC08897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-1334229471259737859</id><published>2008-10-10T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:13:55.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Your Majesty!</title><content type='html'>Kenden wouldn't leave the new puppy alone.  I told him to go put her down on the floor in the living room. His reply was "Yes, your majesty" He put her down and said "Is that okay? Your majesty"  I think he learned that from Cinderella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-1334229471259737859?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1334229471259737859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=1334229471259737859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1334229471259737859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/1334229471259737859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-your-majesty.html' title='Yes, Your Majesty!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2817274011092821283</id><published>2008-10-10T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:02:51.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you draw your shapes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was mopping the floor earlier and when I finished the living room, I moved on to the back of the house. When I came back out to the living room I found Tate practicing his shapes on my nice clean floor with his brown color crown. I'm talking all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heres a couple of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255756079699437298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAyTuyVpvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ceNZtZ0z3qM/s320/DSC08884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For a 2yr old, i'd have to say he's pretty dang good at his circles and triangles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2817274011092821283?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2817274011092821283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2817274011092821283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2817274011092821283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2817274011092821283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-draw-your-shapes.html' title='Can you draw your shapes?'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAyTuyVpvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ceNZtZ0z3qM/s72-c/DSC08884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8096081576067662784</id><published>2008-10-08T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:44:50.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Addition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAuhe09wGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/E5lLuhEbAuU/s1600-h/DSC08876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255751917887144034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAuhe09wGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/E5lLuhEbAuU/s320/DSC08876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a new addition to our family this last weekend! Meet our new puppy Ruby! She's a miniature silver dapple dachsund. I got her for Eric as an early birthday present. His birthday is on the 30th. I really didn't think we needed another animal, but Eric had been wanting a puppy like her for awhile. So I got her for him. So now we have 2 big dogs, 2 little dogs, 4 fish, and 1 cat. It's a real zoo over here!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255751903165410642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAugn_B7VI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PvmdRxynfMA/s320/DSC08866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255751913497565122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAuhOeaF8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/b1bKt5E67S4/s320/DSC08865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For some reason Ruby really likes Tate.  She rides with him almost everytime we go somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8096081576067662784?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8096081576067662784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8096081576067662784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8096081576067662784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8096081576067662784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-new-addition.html' title='Our New Addition.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAuhe09wGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/E5lLuhEbAuU/s72-c/DSC08876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-366875405088991399</id><published>2008-10-08T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:28:24.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I haven't really posted anything in awhile. It's been crazy around here! Kenden was sick last week. It was miserable. He thinks he's dying when he's sick. He still has a little runny nose. For the most part he's feeling pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Tate is sick, aaah! He's not as mean as Kenden was. But he has trouble sleeping. I've had like no sleep. The other night somehow, that little escape artist figured out a way to get out of his bed (remeber the contraption we had made, to keep him in there. There's a post about it) We would hear him screaming "Mom, get me out. I want out" over and over then you'd hear a thud, silence, the light switch, then the door open. He waits a few seconds just peeking out the door, before he comes tromping out and into our room. I would have to get up, put him back in his bed. Tye down the sheet. I kept tying it down tighter and tighter. That little turd kept getting out. This went on til about 5:30 AM, when eric finally went and got another piece of plywood, put it across the entire top of the crib. He isn't able to get out now. We were able to get an hr and a half of sleep in before we had to get up and ready for work. That day was rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255745724273899298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAo490ftyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/i-B0RTrXWq8/s320/DSC08840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255748177089177842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPArHvROqPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LsaAOyRbxO4/s320/DSC08875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple pictures of my poor sick lil boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-366875405088991399?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/366875405088991399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=366875405088991399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/366875405088991399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/366875405088991399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-havent-really-posted-anything-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SPAo490ftyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/i-B0RTrXWq8/s72-c/DSC08840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2753164552201133969</id><published>2008-10-03T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:55:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just thought that this was cute!  I was putting Kenden to sleep the other night and I told him he was handsome. He said "Yeah,  I'm weally handsome, weally weally handsome."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2753164552201133969?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2753164552201133969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2753164552201133969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2753164552201133969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2753164552201133969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-thought-that-this-was-cute-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5137567844755713328</id><published>2008-09-27T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:18:47.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefighters at kenden's preschool</title><content type='html'>On friday, firefighters visited Kenden's preschool. They're learning all about fire safety in the month of October. Kenden loves firefighters and I think he had a great time.  Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2Pc4YqI/AAAAAAAAANc/HcSdTx061rM/s1600-h/ken2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250890234118824610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2Pc4YqI/AAAAAAAAANc/HcSdTx061rM/s320/ken2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2CMBjHI/AAAAAAAAANk/c7pjK-OSLik/s1600-h/ken4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250890230558461042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2CMBjHI/AAAAAAAAANk/c7pjK-OSLik/s320/ken4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2cOouSI/AAAAAAAAANs/pjvCns_ynpw/s1600-h/ken5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250890237548738850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2cOouSI/AAAAAAAAANs/pjvCns_ynpw/s320/ken5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2UlsYPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fyqOX6FLMi4/s1600-h/ken6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250890235497963762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2UlsYPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fyqOX6FLMi4/s320/ken6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2Z2tyrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/a3wSchqWt-0/s1600-h/ken1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250890236911536818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2Z2tyrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/a3wSchqWt-0/s320/ken1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5137567844755713328?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5137567844755713328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5137567844755713328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5137567844755713328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5137567844755713328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/09/firefighters-at-kendens-preschool.html' title='Firefighters at kenden&apos;s preschool'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SN7o2Pc4YqI/AAAAAAAAANc/HcSdTx061rM/s72-c/ken2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-8008687433271263959</id><published>2008-09-17T15:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:56:48.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenden's 1st day of Preschool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHQxTcI8aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TK_AvpXHt1c/s1600-h/DSC08749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247204586313806242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHQxTcI8aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TK_AvpXHt1c/s320/DSC08749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenden went to preschool today, his 1st day! (tear) He had so much fun! He didn't want to leave. Tate wasn't very happy when we dropped brother off. The whole time Kenden was gone Tate kept crying and saying "my kenden, my kenden, my kenden" over and over again.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-8008687433271263959?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8008687433271263959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=8008687433271263959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8008687433271263959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/8008687433271263959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/09/kendens-1st-day-of-preschool.html' title='Kenden&apos;s 1st day of Preschool!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHQxTcI8aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TK_AvpXHt1c/s72-c/DSC08749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-9094917585593764193</id><published>2008-09-17T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:49:32.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KEEPIN' IT REAL!&lt;br /&gt;So, here's how it works...You are supposed to take pictures of all these items or places in your house AS IS! That is why this is called "KEEPIN' IT REAL". No cleaning or tidying...JUST TAKE THE PICTURES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Pair of Shoes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200192641092242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHMxju7ypI/AAAAAAAAANA/C6Uz8_5f6I0/s320/DSC08778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Fitflops are my most favorite shoes! They are so comfortable. Your workin out as you walk around. I can run really fast in them. They don't fall off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitchen Sink:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247122626607923106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNGGOnvhP6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/6H0JQGFt2ZQ/s320/DSC08756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrigerator:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247122622390760226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNGGOYCEcyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-541T0U2VrA/s320/DSC08750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ummm.. Yeah i'd say it's about time to go grocery shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laundry Room:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247122642672137970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNGGPjlhtvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wCN6GrWqi88/s320/DSC08771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't really have a laundry room. The washer and dryer are in one of the bathrooms. I hate it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any Bathroom in the House:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200181487282210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHMw6LqKCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gf3ifOFy2uE/s320/DSC08773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the bathroom the boy's use and it's the one with the washer and dryer in it. It's so small! I hate it also. The Pink toilet, sink and tub is disgusting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What your child is doing right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200196396570546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHMxxuT17I/AAAAAAAAANI/4XQ_5NdA3UE/s320/DSC08763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate just woke up from a nap and is wanting out of his bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Side of the Closet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200186919864226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHMxOa4x6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/jv3H03BCw2A/s320/DSC08776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't have very much room to hang everything up! It's just kinda everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Room in the House:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247200174278626562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHMwfU-zQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uanswUG3PXs/s320/DSC08759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247122641221338082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNGGPeLoQ-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/SyS3EcJW6Oo/s320/DSC08766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have 2 favorite rooms the kitchen of course that's where the food is (well not right now). And Tate's room cause that's where he sleeps and when he's sleeping I can actually have a second to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tag: I don't think very many people check out my blog. So if your looking at it, then you've been tagged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247122631030859602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNGGO4OB51I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sMHcXvNCdks/s320/DSC08760.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-9094917585593764193?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/9094917585593764193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=9094917585593764193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/9094917585593764193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/9094917585593764193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged:'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SNHMxju7ypI/AAAAAAAAANA/C6Uz8_5f6I0/s72-c/DSC08778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-689035250697040812</id><published>2008-09-15T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:22:29.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What have the boys been up to???  WELL, let me tell you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SM7tgow3SfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/786GNXdG1jE/s1600-h/DSC07384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246391760887171570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SM7tgow3SfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/786GNXdG1jE/s320/DSC07384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kenden:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenden is getting to be such a big boy! I can't believe he's almost 4. He is getting so tall, the top of his head hit's about 2 inches above my hip, and I'm almost 5'7. He is completely potty trained, he hasn't had an accident in a very long time. He is even keeping his underwear dry at night. I am so proud of him. Potty training was a huge challenge for me. He just did not want to do it. Once he &lt;strong&gt;wanted&lt;/strong&gt; to do it tho, it was so easy! They say it takes a little time before they get the going #2 in the potty, Kenden had about 2 poo accidents (luckily Aunt Katielynn was here then, and I was at work. Poor Aunt Katie) I told Kenden that if he went poop in his pants again then he was going to kill batman (he has batman undies, and batman sits right on his behind) Kenden loves batman, so he did not want to kill him. He has not had a accident since. He got some new goldfish for being such a big boy! And.... now he gets to go to preschool! Which he is so ecstatic about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tate:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Tate, this child really tries my patience. He gets into everything. Somehow he knows which things cost the most money, and he destroys them! It's only my things tho, not Eric's. I have to lock my makeup up and hide the keys. I have a baby gate that blocks off my bathroom from our bedroom, oh he just crawls over the top of that. The door knobs have child locks on them, but he hits them so they pop off. I can't tell you how many times I've walked back to my bedroom and there he is sitting on my bathroom counter with lotion or toothpaste smeared all over himself, and the counter, the walls, the floor. Makeup dumped everywhere. In my shower with all shampoo and bodywash bottles empty. A whole roll of toilet paper unraveled and in the toilet with q-tips, and femine hygiene products, a couple rags maybe a stuffed animal, then usually the plunger. This kid can't be out of site for more than about a minute, unless he's trapped in his bed of course. These things happen is seconds. The other day I went to put the clean towels away and I came back to Tate on the kitchen counter with half the bottle of fish food dumped in the fish tank! We lost of few fish that day! If I am put in the nut house, you'll all know why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246390527160041154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SM7sY0xZPsI/AAAAAAAAALo/aY03BC6fGNU/s320/DSC07903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-689035250697040812?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/689035250697040812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=689035250697040812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/689035250697040812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/689035250697040812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-have-boys-been-up-to-well-let-me.html' title='What have the boys been up to???  WELL, let me tell you.....'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SM7tgow3SfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/786GNXdG1jE/s72-c/DSC07384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2133153698119090578</id><published>2008-09-10T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:33:48.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to post about, but here is some pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNEfkiD7I/AAAAAAAAALA/0UWIBF8msNc/s1600-h/DSC08641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244596874406662066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNEfkiD7I/AAAAAAAAALA/0UWIBF8msNc/s320/DSC08641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate loves his big boy underwears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNE1_H9gI/AAAAAAAAALI/flDYmenEVWM/s1600-h/DSC08674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244596880423777794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNE1_H9gI/AAAAAAAAALI/flDYmenEVWM/s320/DSC08674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to remind him that he only needs to wear 1 pair at a time and, that they go &lt;strong&gt;underneath&lt;/strong&gt; his shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNFGST-TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ueIJWSQ1yN8/s1600-h/DSC08673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244596884799224114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNFGST-TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ueIJWSQ1yN8/s320/DSC08673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know what he was eating jolly rancher maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNFXyrPkI/AAAAAAAAALY/9gHvOlibHys/s1600-h/DSC08651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244596889498369602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNFXyrPkI/AAAAAAAAALY/9gHvOlibHys/s320/DSC08651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was just too cute. kenden wanted to make sure his water horse got to eat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNF245kvI/AAAAAAAAALg/bZfL9Le33Tk/s1600-h/DSC08662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244596897845973746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNF245kvI/AAAAAAAAALg/bZfL9Le33Tk/s320/DSC08662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playin in the playhouse. You can't see them, but that bucket was filled with snails. Ew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244503753123421362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4YHwf3LI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PlYzNog5iMs/s320/DSC08679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Annali Rose! My newest niece. She's 4 months now. She's J.J. and Mary's, if you could not tell. She looks just like J.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4XID_AHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ml1uNZcTmGs/s1600-h/DSC08677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244503736025284722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4XID_AHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ml1uNZcTmGs/s320/DSC08677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenden just loves her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4XdByaUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/J29b8hdmnKw/s1600-h/DSC08678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244503741653215554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4XdByaUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/J29b8hdmnKw/s320/DSC08678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4X1wYv7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qv3ViHFUAII/s1600-h/DSC08690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244503748291116978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4X1wYv7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qv3ViHFUAII/s320/DSC08690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taterpatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4YYVbnpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lq1RCVPywXQ/s1600-h/DSC08671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244503757573299858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMg4YYVbnpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lq1RCVPywXQ/s320/DSC08671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenden so very handsome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2133153698119090578?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2133153698119090578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2133153698119090578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2133153698119090578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2133153698119090578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-to-post-about-but-here-is-some.html' title='Nothing to post about, but here is some pictures.'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SMiNEfkiD7I/AAAAAAAAALA/0UWIBF8msNc/s72-c/DSC08641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3073225969794385679</id><published>2008-08-27T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:44:57.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took the boy's to the dentist on monday. Kenden did such a good job. He layed back in the chair with his shades on, ankles crossed, mouth opened wide. He looked so cute. Tate on the other hand, didn't do so good. He sat in the chair for about 2 seconds before he was off running around checking out the fish. We had to hold him upside down and tickle him to get him to open up his mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239315775688036002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SLXJ8Fv8TqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DdRll500bP0/s320/DSC07891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started taking the boys to the dentist early. I am so paranoid that they are gonna have daddy's teeth. Eric's teeth are soft and he has a few problems with cavity's. I am so happy to say that the dentist said there teeth look fabulous. No plaque or tarter! There teeth are spaced perfectly so they won't have to have x-rays til they touch. And... &lt;strong&gt;bonus&lt;/strong&gt;, I don't have to floss them til they touch. Flossing is kind of a pain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3073225969794385679?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3073225969794385679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3073225969794385679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3073225969794385679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3073225969794385679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/08/smile.html' title='SMILE'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SLXJ8Fv8TqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DdRll500bP0/s72-c/DSC07891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5791485446824349474</id><published>2008-08-18T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:34:07.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siletz camping trip</title><content type='html'>We went camping this last weekend on the Siletz river near Moonshine, with a few friends. We had such a fun time. We could not keep the boys out of the river. They had a lil boat to peddle around in, a Zipline, horseshoe pit, yard golf, there was so much stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235963414664762722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKng-_wI1WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WCKxvANMhFY/s320/DSC08542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the lil boat out to look for Crawdads(not sure if I spelled that right) The water was so clear you could see almost all the way down. Tate was leaning so far over he fell in, which we repeatedly told him would happen. Good thing for lifejackets. He listened better for a little bit after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948581115266786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTfkeWBuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Xno4CG9Dmww/s320/DSC08510.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948585825686050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTf2BZUiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/K3yN6pPugvA/s320/DSC08499.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The zipline looked like so much fun I didn't have a chance to go off it, but Eric did quite a few times. I didn't get pictures of it which I am totally bummed about, but Kenden and Tate both went off it too. Eric was about to go off and kenden wanted to go to so he held on to Erics neck. I don't think he knew exactly what he was getting himself into. It was like a 30 foot drop. I thought for sure he would come up out of the water coughing up water, but I was so proud of him he held his breathe and came up smiling. Since kenden went Tater had to go. He didn't swollow any water either and came up smiling too. He actually started heading back up the hill wanting to do it again. I'm so glad that my boys don't have a fear for water it's a little scary though. Cause they will not stay away from the water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTgXPQxAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7KY1tWKu4wg/s1600-h/DSC08512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948594742215682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTgXPQxAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7KY1tWKu4wg/s320/DSC08512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235963402584761634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKng-SwCpSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7OZqLyWz3cQ/s320/DSC08534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235963395521202450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKng94b9SRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/G1UUQjco22A/s320/DSC08533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mackensie one of our friends kids, who's 11. Caught some little fish for Kenden and Tate and put them in cups for them to carry around. They were so excited and would not put them down.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948597403477042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTghJwZDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/edtmww-UnnE/s320/DSC08521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you tell he's excited? Haha! When you tell him to give you his CCCCrrrazzyy eyes! This is what he does. He just makes me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTg_WnPGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gL_RqcSPxVs/s1600-h/DSC08526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235948605510466658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnTg_WnPGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gL_RqcSPxVs/s320/DSC08526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we are camping we usually don't get any sleep. Tate will wake up so early and will be soooo loud. and usually, when you tell him to use his quiet voice he gets louder. So I got up and took them for a walk so everyone else in our campsite could sleep. They had too take there latterns with them, of course. We didn't walk very far, but it took us awhile cause we had to stop and look at the cows and horses, Kenden told me that we really needed to find some goats. We didn't find any. We did find a whole army of red ants and we followed there trail searching for there anthill. Kenden told me that the ants were on fire cause they were fire ants. We headed back to our campsite after that. Everyone, but Eric was still sleeping. We loaded the boys up and headed into the huge town of Siletz,:) for some Strawberry milk. The boys love strawberry milk and have it every morning. So most the morning Tate wouldn't shut up about wanting milk... Now.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235963418422722722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKng_NwGwKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AYLCFFRV3C4/s320/DSC08564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All in all we had a great camping trip. We are definately gonna be going back there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235973130175177106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKnp0g2U4ZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AfUOrIZfQks/s320/DSC08584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235963427053055906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKng_t5vL6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/emP-Frr1QCk/s320/DSC08616.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This was just a cute picture! Who in the heck gave this kid an oreo tho. Daddy probably! Bad Daddy! haha! just kidding. but really.......... Oreo's are bad! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5791485446824349474?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5791485446824349474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5791485446824349474&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5791485446824349474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5791485446824349474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/08/siletz-camping-trip.html' title='Siletz camping trip'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKng-_wI1WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WCKxvANMhFY/s72-c/DSC08542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-60693397291320434</id><published>2008-08-11T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:09:36.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I'd add these, just cause I thought they were cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSRY4YpfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/psVADWcp1Jo/s1600-h/DSC08098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233413963183072754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSRY4YpfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/psVADWcp1Jo/s320/DSC08098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenden and Tate Climbed into the back of Daddy's truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSR_yf7cI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vVRBV-lXVxE/s1600-h/DSC08101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233413973627366850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSR_yf7cI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vVRBV-lXVxE/s320/DSC08101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenden liked the hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSSZnWezI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CYL2AN44nBY/s1600-h/DSC08102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233413980559932210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSSZnWezI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CYL2AN44nBY/s320/DSC08102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSSkZn1lI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4VKoFwJu_jc/s1600-h/DSC08119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233413983455139410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSSkZn1lI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4VKoFwJu_jc/s320/DSC08119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMWYrC0QI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qSkP3jTa8_8/s1600-h/DSC08087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407451956695298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMWYrC0QI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qSkP3jTa8_8/s320/DSC08087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMXEu4sCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OJJUfdl2MM4/s1600-h/DSC08089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407463783968802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMXEu4sCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OJJUfdl2MM4/s320/DSC08089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate's also know as BAM BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMXYzYahI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eWb25--LPbI/s1600-h/DSC08090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407469171534354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMXYzYahI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eWb25--LPbI/s320/DSC08090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMX5L119I/AAAAAAAAAIM/L0iqPzn5cnA/s1600-h/DSC08096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407477864060882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMX5L119I/AAAAAAAAAIM/L0iqPzn5cnA/s320/DSC08096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They're bestest buds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHp_j8THI/AAAAAAAAAHE/N_9S2yQ5onU/s1600-h/DSC07961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233402291255266418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHp_j8THI/AAAAAAAAAHE/N_9S2yQ5onU/s320/DSC07961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate ontop of the stove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHqoCrRRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/px10oB-Q-Sg/s1600-h/DSC07979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233402302121592082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHqoCrRRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/px10oB-Q-Sg/s320/DSC07979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHrZqGswI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nxfUUgjx2fI/s1600-h/DSC07981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233402315440304898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHrZqGswI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nxfUUgjx2fI/s320/DSC07981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHsRodQqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-GPCfoZbDPE/s1600-h/DSC08058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233402330465780386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHsRodQqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-GPCfoZbDPE/s320/DSC08058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHssVAR2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/XtD-NBcV47M/s1600-h/DSC08059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233402337631946594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDHssVAR2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/XtD-NBcV47M/s320/DSC08059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233407447049745298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDMWGZIs5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/LjuynmVIXJ4/s320/DSC08080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-60693397291320434?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/60693397291320434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=60693397291320434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/60693397291320434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/60693397291320434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-some-pictures.html' title='Just some pictures'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SKDSRY4YpfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/psVADWcp1Jo/s72-c/DSC08098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-3018552721971026728</id><published>2008-08-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:15:18.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4ln7JVtILE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4ln7JVtILE&lt;/a&gt;   Check out this video of Tate! It's so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-3018552721971026728?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3018552721971026728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=3018552721971026728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3018552721971026728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/3018552721971026728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2919153872056301187</id><published>2008-08-04T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T15:24:21.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping trip in Florence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIg1LdRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/waQ3_yNZyRM/s1600-h/DSC08021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766186698601746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIg1LdRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/waQ3_yNZyRM/s200/DSC08021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went camping this last weekend in Florence with some family. We had tons of fun! The boys just love the beach. They had so much fun looking for sea shells, they even found some starfish. We were sort of a crazy bunch 8 adults, 5 kids, and 6 dogs. There was Eric and I, Kenden, Tate, and Martini. Eric's mom Polly and stepdad Doug, with there dogs Kahlua, and the new little puppy Annabella. His brother Trent and his girlfriend Ashley, with there dog Roque. And Eric's brother Mickey, Summer, Brandon, Corey, and Brooke, with there dogs Jack and Tiki. I can definately say that &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyFAUyg6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/8--NnfYActc/s1600-h/DSC08033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230774922526229410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyFAUyg6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/8--NnfYActc/s200/DSC08033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our neighbors probably hated us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent thursday, friday, and saturday night there. We got rained on thursday night and it rained most of the day friday. It cleared up some and we were able to go down on the beach and play in the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqKdB43jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rSxNWL40L_c/s1600-h/DSC08037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766220037905970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqKdB43jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rSxNWL40L_c/s200/DSC08037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJcVnZcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sHv-srHCy2g/s1600-h/DSC08026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJcVnZcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sHv-srHCy2g/s1600-h/DSC08026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJcVnZcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sHv-srHCy2g/s1600-h/DSC08026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJcVnZcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sHv-srHCy2g/s1600-h/DSC08026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766202672342466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJcVnZcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sHv-srHCy2g/s200/DSC08026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIyPrkAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WFSw1Xe0qlc/s1600-h/DSC08022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIyPrkAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WFSw1Xe0qlc/s1600-h/DSC08022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766191373160450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIyPrkAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WFSw1Xe0qlc/s200/DSC08022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIyPrkAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WFSw1Xe0qlc/s1600-h/DSC08022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJ69tODI/AAAAAAAAAFI/d8EnjC8IrTg/s1600-h/DSC08050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766210893559858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJ69tODI/AAAAAAAAAFI/d8EnjC8IrTg/s200/DSC08050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIyPrkAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WFSw1Xe0qlc/s1600-h/DSC08022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIyPrkAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WFSw1Xe0qlc/s1600-h/DSC08022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqJcVnZcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/sHv-srHCy2g/s1600-h/DSC08026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJds7B-h6tI/AAAAAAAAAFY/g0-6_LlgQuM/s1600-h/DSC08049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230769253612907218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJds7B-h6tI/AAAAAAAAAFY/g0-6_LlgQuM/s200/DSC08049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenden and Tate are in love with there grandparents. Everywhere we went Tate had to hold grandma's hand. They really enjoyed going on walks with the dogs. Tate looked so cute walking Annabella, the new Springer Spaniel puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJd_cKj0CuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2EhATqFPpG0/s1600-h/DSC08066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230789614061751010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJd_cKj0CuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2EhATqFPpG0/s200/DSC08066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyHP42kaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ejbtVFiq9mU/s1600-h/DSC08062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230774961063760290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyHP42kaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ejbtVFiq9mU/s200/DSC08062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyFk4eUgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tWvFXc--uM4/s1600-h/DSC08070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230774932339577346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyFk4eUgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tWvFXc--uM4/s200/DSC08070.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJd1AE749DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WxRPw7bEQ8s/s1600-h/DSC08067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230778136399508530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJd1AE749DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WxRPw7bEQ8s/s200/DSC08067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdyFk4eUgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tWvFXc--uM4/s1600-h/DSC08070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tate is such a goofball! He stole my headband and wanted to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230787294386529202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJd9VJGJI7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/tpPw2zMpy6I/s320/DSC08056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The boy's were so exhausted on the drive home. Especially our lil Patch!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230787298474250482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJd9VYUu0PI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dTTrMDt05qc/s320/DSC08083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2919153872056301187?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2919153872056301187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2919153872056301187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2919153872056301187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2919153872056301187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/08/camping-trip-in-florence.html' title='Camping trip in Florence'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SJdqIg1LdRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/waQ3_yNZyRM/s72-c/DSC08021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-4177717836710855081</id><published>2008-07-27T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:56:23.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought since I haven't posted too much about our little Tater it was time to do so! Tate whom we mostly call Patch, is a crazy lil guy! Now, when Kenden turned 2 we got him a toddler bed. He stayed in bed, it was great! So we were thinking about getting Tate a toddler bed around his 2nd birthday! Needless to say that did NOT happen and it's not gonna be happening for a long time! Reason being Tate dose not stay in his bed at all. He can get out of there in a matter of a few seconds. Normally our boy's sleep in til atleast 8:00. Well there was a like 2 week period that Patch was waking up at like 5:45. Hopping out of his bed, roaming around the house by himself. Destroying anything that crossed his path! He's a climber, like i've mentioned before. So he climbs up the cupboards and gets on the counter and into the sink. Turns on the water. Gets into the sugar jar, just whatever he shouldn't be doing, he pretty much does. So one day we decided to fix the problem so we screwed a piece of plywood to the top of his crib, leaving just a little gap in the back. So we could slide him in and out. Yeah right, that kept him trapped for about a minute. He just climbed over the high side of the crib. So we had to tie a sheet down to all four legs. And as long as that sheet is stretched tight he can't get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what it looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1IhNpsvSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yhHVfohYzSs/s1600-h/DSC07951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227914477884456226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1IhNpsvSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yhHVfohYzSs/s320/DSC07951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is what it looks like when it's bedtime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227916381945050642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1KQC1HthI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/u1x7IDF8a5A/s320/DSC07959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has fixed his escaping problem, but........ created a new one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227920178100891298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1NtAnM7qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eEwAsIEMkPI/s320/DSC07952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227920193219802946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1Nt471N0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nCNKRJDWnsc/s320/DSC07955.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see he has nothing on his walls. There were two shelves that hung behind him. And a few paintings on the other wall. He has ripped and broke everything off the shelves and kept knocking down the paintings. So I removed everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looks innocent and he's so cute. &lt;strong&gt;Don't be fooled!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923286040080194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1Qh6lpb0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Vzz4fFuWmjA/s320/DSC07958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-4177717836710855081?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4177717836710855081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=4177717836710855081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4177717836710855081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4177717836710855081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/07/lock-down.html' title='Lock Down!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SI1IhNpsvSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yhHVfohYzSs/s72-c/DSC07951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-4492342157301743288</id><published>2008-07-17T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:25:36.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenden and his movies'/><title type='text'>Movie FrEaK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SIo2rr9G-wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fKrcTAj29tY/s1600-h/DSC07652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227050441678191362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SIo2rr9G-wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fKrcTAj29tY/s320/DSC07652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See if you can figure out what movies Kenden's quoting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I SAID..... NO salt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna dance hotdog, you wanna dance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see your missin an eye pilgrim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a mouse in the house. Brand new."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like my beverages shakin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm an international super spy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got the rad moves, super super bad moves, super rad moves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm trying to catch a whopper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a wierdo. He loves T.V. He quotes so many different movies this isn't even close to being all of them! He even quotes movies that he's only seen once, like months and months ago. He remembers EVERYTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-4492342157301743288?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4492342157301743288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=4492342157301743288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4492342157301743288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/4492342157301743288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-freak.html' title='Movie FrEaK!!!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SIo2rr9G-wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fKrcTAj29tY/s72-c/DSC07652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-5708893297993594037</id><published>2008-07-17T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:36:50.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get ur hair did'/><title type='text'>Come in and see me!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I started working a week ago and I absolutely love it, but it's been really slow! So for all you near Eugene, or visiting. Make an appointment with me for your hair to be done. You won't be sorry! 541-686-2727 Mujeres Salon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-5708893297993594037?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5708893297993594037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=5708893297993594037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5708893297993594037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/5708893297993594037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/07/come-in-and-see-me.html' title='Come in and see me!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2816993015096523702</id><published>2008-07-15T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:00:45.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Climbing'/><title type='text'>Tate the Monkey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SH2NFKmpDII/AAAAAAAAACw/mhGvnFYpqxU/s1600-h/tate+in+tree.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223486262704934018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SH2NFKmpDII/AAAAAAAAACw/mhGvnFYpqxU/s320/tate+in+tree.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SH2NFZ5RxbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tVAuBfJ3m1g/s1600-h/monkey+tate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223486266809632178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SH2NFZ5RxbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tVAuBfJ3m1g/s320/monkey+tate.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Tate's new trick. Climbing trees! We were at another one of Erics softball games and Tate decided he wanted to climb this tree. He was so proud of himself. He got pretty far up there too. (over my head) I asked him what he was doing.  He looked at me and said "me monkey, aahaah eeheeh".  He looked so cute up there! Kenden was trying really hard to climb the tree, he is just a little more careful than Tate. I think he was afraid of getting hurt!  Anyway just thought I'd share these pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2816993015096523702?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2816993015096523702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2816993015096523702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2816993015096523702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2816993015096523702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/07/tate-monkey.html' title='Tate the Monkey!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SH2NFKmpDII/AAAAAAAAACw/mhGvnFYpqxU/s72-c/tate+in+tree.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2197559831765530440</id><published>2008-06-19T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:20:23.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaking awesome'/><title type='text'>one of the many kenden phrases!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFwC1pYdQPI/AAAAAAAAACg/-7HogLvgXWo/s1600-h/DSC06462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214045589252948210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFwC1pYdQPI/AAAAAAAAACg/-7HogLvgXWo/s320/DSC06462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eric plays in a mens softball league and the other night they had a night game! it started at like 9:00pm. I always take the boys cause they love watching daddy play. They have to have an ice cone (aka sno cone) everytime we go! Kenden is starting to say THE funniest things these days! And while he's munchin on his watermelon sno cone watching daddy play he looks at me and says "My daddy is soo freakin awesome!" "He freakin Rocks!" I couldn't help, but just laugh it was so cute and the people around us started laughing too! And Eric was playing really good that night! So it was just perfect! I don't know where he comes up with this stuff. It's crazy! I'm sure I'll have alot more of Kenden sayings to post! He's got quite the imagination and vocabulary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2197559831765530440?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2197559831765530440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2197559831765530440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2197559831765530440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2197559831765530440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-many-kenden-phrases.html' title='one of the many kenden phrases!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFwC1pYdQPI/AAAAAAAAACg/-7HogLvgXWo/s72-c/DSC06462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2445386142247875995</id><published>2008-06-18T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:02:52.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFmTe60eufI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ODiUOvlYWVQ/s1600-h/DSC07525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213360203052792306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFmTe60eufI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ODiUOvlYWVQ/s320/DSC07525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFmTfjMS0VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xtVPlRxypRQ/s1600-h/DSC07551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213360213890093394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFmTfjMS0VI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xtVPlRxypRQ/s320/DSC07551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2445386142247875995?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2445386142247875995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2445386142247875995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2445386142247875995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2445386142247875995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/06/tate-kenden.html' title=''/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFmTe60eufI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ODiUOvlYWVQ/s72-c/DSC07525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5124441666290749423.post-2612787769538327433</id><published>2008-06-11T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:38:45.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smith River'/><title type='text'>The boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFwBsBXAk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/453K7XYDsbs/s1600-h/DSC07559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214044324379005858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFwBsBXAk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/453K7XYDsbs/s320/DSC07559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFv9ZRja7OI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_KVzpi0go4Q/s1600-h/DSC07564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214039604262005986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFv9ZRja7OI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_KVzpi0go4Q/s320/DSC07564.JPG" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought these were some really cute pictures of the boys! We took them out at the river the other day! They love eachother!! (sometimes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All they need is there brother and there soda! That's what Aunt Katie says!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually if they had there otterpops also and were sitting in water, then it would be a perfect picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5124441666290749423-2612787769538327433?l=crowleyfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2612787769538327433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5124441666290749423&amp;postID=2612787769538327433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2612787769538327433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5124441666290749423/posts/default/2612787769538327433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crowleyfour.blogspot.com/2008/06/about-our-family.html' title='The boys'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554467046797354714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/S6o1G3u5LpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ogIe3gy4mMk/S220/DSC05053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9x74MUD1Gb4/SFwBsBXAk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/453K7XYDsbs/s72-c/DSC07559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
