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term='Luke&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><category term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>TAYLOR FAMILY</title><subtitle type='html'>Russell, Emily, Bailey and Luke</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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type='text'>2009 ANNIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite memories from Summer 2009 was staying in St. George at Mont and Sue's condo for a weekend and taking Bailey and her cousin Reagan to see Annie at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tuacahn&lt;/span&gt; Amphitheatre.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8Ni6KXuIdI/AAAAAAAABG0/XmisSp3-k_A/s1600/2009+Summer+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459315924658954706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8Ni6KXuIdI/AAAAAAAABG0/XmisSp3-k_A/s320/2009+Summer+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to make it a special occasion and to teach girls that you dress up when you attend a play so I took them shopping for new dresses and hair bows to wear later that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8Ni5pdaeBI/AAAAAAAABGs/ga_A9PkIWE8/s1600/2009+Summer+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459315915824461842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8Ni5pdaeBI/AAAAAAAABGs/ga_A9PkIWE8/s320/2009+Summer+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were so cute and acted very grown up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; quite a few ladies commented on what well behaved children I had.  We LOVED the play and were delighted get to meet Annie after the show and have her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sign&lt;/span&gt; our t-shirts for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-5746675934764504798?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/5746675934764504798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=5746675934764504798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/5746675934764504798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/5746675934764504798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2010/04/2009-annie.html' title='2009 ANNIE'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8Ni6KXuIdI/AAAAAAAABG0/XmisSp3-k_A/s72-c/2009+Summer+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-2692133207226151768</id><published>2010-04-12T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:16:59.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 PERFORMANCE SEASON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZZ4EoPxI/AAAAAAAABGk/wpfqPD7R3h4/s1600/2009+Summer+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459305474386575122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZZ4EoPxI/AAAAAAAABGk/wpfqPD7R3h4/s320/2009+Summer+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey's was SO excited last year because her solo was from High School Musical:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Here and now, it's time for celebration. We finally figured it out, yeah, yeah. That all our Dreams, they have no limitations, that's what it's all about!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZZXBsRjI/AAAAAAAABGc/RbMoCZxK0dc/s1600/2009+-+Spring+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459305465515886130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZZXBsRjI/AAAAAAAABGc/RbMoCZxK0dc/s320/2009+-+Spring+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our cousin Reagan came to support Bug and watch her dance.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZYwEYnkI/AAAAAAAABGU/gRbXzZ2nv_g/s1600/2009+-+Spring+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459305455058198082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZYwEYnkI/AAAAAAAABGU/gRbXzZ2nv_g/s320/2009+-+Spring+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bug and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NY-Vd25LI/AAAAAAAABGM/GPc5xgVmdUc/s1600/2009+-+Spring+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459305001240683698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NY-Vd25LI/AAAAAAAABGM/GPc5xgVmdUc/s320/2009+-+Spring+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tRoUbLe&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NY80HkxXI/AAAAAAAABF8/66v2T7hA7oo/s1600/2009+Summer+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459304975108982130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NY80HkxXI/AAAAAAAABF8/66v2T7hA7oo/s320/2009+Summer+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/261182483183230523-2692133207226151768?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2692133207226151768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=2692133207226151768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2692133207226151768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2692133207226151768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2010/04/2009-performance-season.html' title='2009 PERFORMANCE SEASON'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NZZ4EoPxI/AAAAAAAABGk/wpfqPD7R3h4/s72-c/2009+Summer+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-2438009483401668344</id><published>2010-04-12T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:24:15.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Grandma Faye, I LOVE you so much and I hope we see each other again someday! I really miss you on Thursdays cause that was Grandma Day and we would take you out to lunch and you would let me drink your coke cola. I liked to dance and sing with you and I loved your puffy hair and the smell of your perfume. Thanks for letting me wear your lipstick and make up! You have a pretty smile and I think about you at night when I fall asleep because you make me happy. I know you are watching me from Heaven so I try to real good! I LOVE you Grandma Faye!!! Bug xoxoxox &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRYfzMsZI/AAAAAAAABF0/1lGqmZrtsZ0/s1600/2009+-+Spring+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459296654598123922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRYfzMsZI/AAAAAAAABF0/1lGqmZrtsZ0/s320/2009+-+Spring+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting Grandma Faye on Mother's day.. The kids put Purple flowers on her grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRX8yFCiI/AAAAAAAABFs/BV_S0u0hvzI/s1600/2009+-+Spring+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459296645198187042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRX8yFCiI/AAAAAAAABFs/BV_S0u0hvzI/s320/2009+-+Spring+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan, Bug and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRXYfKyCI/AAAAAAAABFk/1O8c0TM72zg/s1600/2009+-+Spring+141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459296635455195170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRXYfKyCI/AAAAAAAABFk/1O8c0TM72zg/s320/2009+-+Spring+141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ky and the Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRW44OdTI/AAAAAAAABFc/r8jAidaoOW4/s1600/2009+-+Spring+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459296626970359090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRW44OdTI/AAAAAAAABFc/r8jAidaoOW4/s320/2009+-+Spring+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Kathy and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRWAhgOXI/AAAAAAAABFU/rzuOthKEHZM/s1600/2009+-+Spring+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459296611842668914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRWAhgOXI/AAAAAAAABFU/rzuOthKEHZM/s320/2009+-+Spring+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey giving Gram Faye a Mother's day hug. Even though she is gone she's always on our minds, we keep her in our hearts and are so grateful for all the wonderful memories we have of her. One day while at the mall we walked past the perfume counter and Bailey says to me ,"Mom, heaven must be really close cause I can smell Grandma Faye."&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that she's watching over us and that she's never far away. We LOVE and Miss you Grams xxOxx!&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/261182483183230523-2438009483401668344?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2438009483401668344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=2438009483401668344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2438009483401668344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2438009483401668344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2010/04/2009-mothers-day.html' title='2009 MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NRYfzMsZI/AAAAAAAABF0/1lGqmZrtsZ0/s72-c/2009+-+Spring+140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-3594671611064356698</id><published>2010-04-12T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:54:26.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Soccer Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLOBS81MI/AAAAAAAABFM/damz4bIxIEc/s1600/2009+-+Spring+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459289877541344450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLOBS81MI/AAAAAAAABFM/damz4bIxIEc/s320/2009+-+Spring+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always figured that Luke would be the biggest child out of his playmates his same age because he was such a big baby. Apparently NOT the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLNppEVKI/AAAAAAAABFE/2VHAXH8tmA4/s1600/2009+-+Spring+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459289871191659682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLNppEVKI/AAAAAAAABFE/2VHAXH8tmA4/s320/2009+-+Spring+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was by far the smallest child on his soccer team even the girls stood a head taller than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLNPYf41I/AAAAAAAABE8/M15u1w3gpHQ/s1600/2009+-+Spring+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459289864142840658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLNPYf41I/AAAAAAAABE8/M15u1w3gpHQ/s320/2009+-+Spring+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Bug's second year of Soccer so she was pretty much a pro at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLMh0EJ1I/AAAAAAAABE0/CDEgp5UrVac/s1600/2009+-+Spring+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459289851910432594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLMh0EJ1I/AAAAAAAABE0/CDEgp5UrVac/s320/2009+-+Spring+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ended up being quite the little player this year and took after her daddy plaing GOALIE.&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/261182483183230523-3594671611064356698?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3594671611064356698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=3594671611064356698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3594671611064356698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3594671611064356698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2010/04/2009-soccer-season.html' title='2009 Soccer Season'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/S8NLOBS81MI/AAAAAAAABFM/damz4bIxIEc/s72-c/2009+-+Spring+126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-6125351425806367338</id><published>2009-05-14T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:23:10.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GYMNASTICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids took morning classes at the Gymnastics Training Center with a few of their  neighborhood friends  The big girls did really well and improved on their cartwheels and bar work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt; were mostly interested in jumping in the pit and doing their own thing. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sgyl8Yi-BhI/AAAAAAAAA_k/HIDzDfT0Q4s/s1600-h/St.+George+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335822115327051282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sgyl8Yi-BhI/AAAAAAAAA_k/HIDzDfT0Q4s/s320/St.+George+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Riley, Bailey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-6125351425806367338?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/6125351425806367338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=6125351425806367338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6125351425806367338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6125351425806367338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2009/05/gymnastics.html' title='GYMNASTICS'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sgyl8Yi-BhI/AAAAAAAAA_k/HIDzDfT0Q4s/s72-c/St.+George+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-5990269209177181935</id><published>2009-04-07T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T19:40:43.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ST. GEORGE ON THE FLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week Luke had bronchitis and could not get feeling better. We decided last minute to pack the family all up and head down to St. George to get out of the nasty cold and into some sunshine. (Hoping that a bit of fresh air would help clear up his little lungs, my poor boy.) I needed it too, for sanity sake! (I&lt;/a&gt; had been cooped up in the house way too long with sick kids!) We kept breathing each other’s air with nowhere to go, probably bouncing the same sickness around and around because we couldn't get outside to play?!?! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SduvLACkG9I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/HrGDVhEY2x0/s1600-h/St.+George+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322039988192549842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SduvLACkG9I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/HrGDVhEY2x0/s320/St.+George+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first morning there we took the kids on a hike to Red Cliffs, one of my personal favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We couldn't have asked for better weather, it was sunny and not a single cloud in the sky.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu4pEgRtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/o3u5l9t79oM/s1600-h/St.+George+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322039672789026514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu4pEgRtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/o3u5l9t79oM/s320/St.+George+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In College when Russ and I were dating we took a summer Botany class together at UVSC and went on a field trip to Red Cliff's Desert Reserve and Recreation area to see this old cotton wood tree, supposedly the oldest in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu4SEZjSI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gsLGv4B7Y5M/s1600-h/St.+George+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322039666614570274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu4SEZjSI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gsLGv4B7Y5M/s320/St.+George+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red Cliffs Recreation Area is located just off of I-15, 15 miles north of St George, Utah near Quail Creek reservoir and is part of the Red Cliffs Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu4PG_BFI/AAAAAAAAA_A/6TcjV3W9USU/s1600-h/St.+George+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322039665820107858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu4PG_BFI/AAAAAAAAA_A/6TcjV3W9USU/s320/St.+George+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The camping area is open year round but I like the spring and fall the best when the plants are in bloom and the creeks are running. The fall colors along the creek are spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu34CqPdI/AAAAAAAAA-4/mnbBIJUUYlQ/s1600-h/St.+George+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322039659627953618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu34CqPdI/AAAAAAAAA-4/mnbBIJUUYlQ/s320/St.+George+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are several marked hiking trails that lead you through amazing red rock formations and to waterfalls and Indian ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu3h9yu2I/AAAAAAAAA-w/cXeiECr62fk/s1600-h/St.+George+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322039653701958498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduu3h9yu2I/AAAAAAAAA-w/cXeiECr62fk/s320/St.+George+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite part is where the trail disappears into the creek bed and you have to scale the walls like Spiderman and use these footholds carved out of the rock, luckily the BLM has anchored a rope for balance but it's steep and wouldn't take much to slip into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduts-I4JHI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZjocYff4LQU/s1600-h/St.+George+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322038372774454386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sduts-I4JHI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZjocYff4LQU/s320/St.+George+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was too little to maneuver the steps by himself so here he is balancing precariously on daddy's shoulders. (made my toes curl a bit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdutsXCd6_I/AAAAAAAAA-g/osppOuL8BBY/s1600-h/St.+George+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322038362278587378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdutsXCd6_I/AAAAAAAAA-g/osppOuL8BBY/s320/St.+George+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey and Luke tagged this adventure, “THE COOLEST HIKE EVER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdutsBPLypI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/J3Pdu6t9AHI/s1600-h/St.+George+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322038356426345106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdutsBPLypI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/J3Pdu6t9AHI/s320/St.+George+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdutr2OD8LI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/uY_8ju1x-sc/s1600-h/St.+George+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322038353468846258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdutr2OD8LI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/uY_8ju1x-sc/s320/St.+George+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey was so excited to see flowers, acting almost like she'd never seen them before.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sure because it's been such a long winter in Salt Lake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdutrllfOEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/8Zt29ZBi0HQ/s1600-h/St.+George+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322038349003700290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdutrllfOEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/8Zt29ZBi0HQ/s320/St.+George+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some areas are too steep to walk upright so you have to sit down on your bum and slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdusym-dkiI/AAAAAAAAA-A/u6Nz6Z_goTA/s1600-h/St.+George+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322037370124341794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdusym-dkiI/AAAAAAAAA-A/u6Nz6Z_goTA/s320/St.+George+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke was loving every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusyrQltYI/AAAAAAAAA94/J0vY0ftAiTw/s1600-h/St.+George+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322037371274114434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusyrQltYI/AAAAAAAAA94/J0vY0ftAiTw/s320/St.+George+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did it myself..........in case you are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusyWdkH4I/AAAAAAAAA9w/EBwJ2mbLo8Y/s1600-h/St.+George+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322037365691391874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusyWdkH4I/AAAAAAAAA9w/EBwJ2mbLo8Y/s320/St.+George+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey was so brave and did a Great job by herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Russ only had to help her a little bit on the way back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdusx7atfQI/AAAAAAAAA9o/fBJrov7AKGw/s1600-h/St.+George+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322037358431665410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdusx7atfQI/AAAAAAAAA9o/fBJrov7AKGw/s320/St.+George+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusxiBQArI/AAAAAAAAA9g/CWl7ipzYESg/s1600-h/St.+George+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322037351613989554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusxiBQArI/AAAAAAAAA9g/CWl7ipzYESg/s320/St.+George+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusBZ54tuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/llJNbEtvIeA/s1600-h/St.+George+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322036524801898210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusBZ54tuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/llJNbEtvIeA/s320/St.+George+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusBd6Zt1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/z4BUA85S4qs/s1600-h/St.+George+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322036525877802834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusBd6Zt1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/z4BUA85S4qs/s320/St.+George+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bug walked around with my camera for awhile taking pictures of every flower and flowering tree she could find so we could remember how beautiful the flora was on our hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusAf4Jl3I/AAAAAAAAA84/va3SnrfEkaw/s1600-h/St.+George+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322036509225359218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdusAf4Jl3I/AAAAAAAAA84/va3SnrfEkaw/s320/St.+George+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a PERFECT Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;It's not unusual for us to run into someone we know down in St. George. I have family that lives there and both Russ and I went to school at Dixie but this weekend we ran into family members from Salt Lake who all had the same idea as us to get out of the winter weather. We met up with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Russell's sister Christine and her husband Reid and their two children Reagan and Cole for dinner. Coincidentally at the Pizza Factory we ran into Russell's other sister Kathryn and her husband John with their five children who were down there for Kathryn tennis tournament and business. It was a bit like a mini family reunion.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurEPfd60I/AAAAAAAAA8w/FukR2LVc94M/s1600-h/St.+George+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322035474034715458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurEPfd60I/AAAAAAAAA8w/FukR2LVc94M/s320/St.+George+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bug and Luke posing with their best friends/cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So good to see my kids smiling and feeling better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurDyEsLmI/AAAAAAAAA8o/FkP6GfaOEVM/s1600-h/St.+George+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322035466137775714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurDyEsLmI/AAAAAAAAA8o/FkP6GfaOEVM/s320/St.+George+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming at the hotel with Reagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurD1KtiAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/eFJeG0EUdMs/s1600-h/St.+George+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322035466968336386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurD1KtiAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/eFJeG0EUdMs/s320/St.+George+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out to lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurDXL9egI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JbWYrffCW5c/s1600-h/St.+George+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322035458920512002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurDXL9egI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JbWYrffCW5c/s320/St.+George+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting the Old fashioned Candy shop off of Main. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke was in absolute H E A V E N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurDEb0nFI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/I7bCG4UvFrI/s1600-h/St.+George+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322035453886766162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdurDEb0nFI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/I7bCG4UvFrI/s320/St.+George+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner at Aunt Annie's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of my uncles were also in town to do a little golfing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul was here from Alaska and Gord flew down from Salt Lake to meet up for the weekend. Russ golfed with the boys one morning while Annie and I spent the day soaking up some Vitamin D at the pool with the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunmFWecxI/AAAAAAAAA8I/TFfaL_TNOXc/s1600-h/St.+George+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322031657381688082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunmFWecxI/AAAAAAAAA8I/TFfaL_TNOXc/s320/St.+George+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bug and Luke were in the water that day a good 8 hours! (NOT an exaggeration by any means!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunlpdB44I/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sz-4eOECqeU/s1600-h/St.+George+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322031649892983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunlpdB44I/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sz-4eOECqeU/s320/St.+George+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey was swimming like a FISH and Lukie did a good job doggie paddling in the shallow end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunlQn6m5I/AAAAAAAAA74/jMGHUg9iPrs/s1600-h/St.+George+141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322031643227757458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunlQn6m5I/AAAAAAAAA74/jMGHUg9iPrs/s320/St.+George+141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to bribe them out of the pool for dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the end of the trip everyone was sunburned, waterlogged, windblown and completely hiked out but couldn't be any hApPiEr!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunlEf1uzI/AAAAAAAAA7w/XnyDOqafjVQ/s1600-h/St.+George+144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322031639972657970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SdunlEf1uzI/AAAAAAAAA7w/XnyDOqafjVQ/s320/St.+George+144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very last night we stayed in Mont and Sue's condo and Russ took the kids (one at a time) on a scooter ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdunk3IJVfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/8GLrFaiXYGM/s1600-h/St.+George+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322031636383618546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/Sdunk3IJVfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/8GLrFaiXYGM/s320/St.+George+139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spontaneous family vacations are the B E S T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-5990269209177181935?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/5990269209177181935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=5990269209177181935' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/5990269209177181935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/5990269209177181935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2009/04/st-george-on-fly.html' title='ST. GEORGE ON THE FLY'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SduvLACkG9I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/HrGDVhEY2x0/s72-c/St.+George+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-8364895110065844665</id><published>2008-12-22T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:06:39.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've done a lot of things involving Santa this year but Christmas wouldn't be the same without heading to the local shopping center and getting a picture done with the Mall Santa. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp3c55h-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/5aS-ItFYAbU/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282768395534174178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp3c55h-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/5aS-ItFYAbU/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course the very second that we jump into line "Santa" had to go and feed his reindeer. (I think that's mall code for Santa's gone for lunch) We had to wait over an hour for him to finally return. Luckily we had a lot of dinning options in the food court and a few good friends to help pass the time as quickly as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp3N6Fc2I/AAAAAAAAA6k/y_ef5Md-28w/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282768391508423522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp3N6Fc2I/AAAAAAAAA6k/y_ef5Md-28w/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not usually a cheap person, but I'll admit I was a little miffed after waiting in line so long. I asked Santa's helper if I could just use my own camera so I didn't have to pay for one of their pictures and the guy in charge told me that the mall policy is that parents are allowed 3 pictures with their own camera but they don't ever tell you that unless you ask. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp2kVDBMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/T8G_inqrEjA/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282768380347221186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp2kVDBMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/T8G_inqrEjA/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was a nice Santa and asked each of the kids what they wanted and if they had been good all year. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp2Ru5ziI/AAAAAAAAA6U/LHnLxg1nPGE/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282768375355395618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp2Ru5ziI/AAAAAAAAA6U/LHnLxg1nPGE/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke said yes he's been a good boy but not all year. That sometimes he's been a little bit naughty and mom has to get after him and send him to the naughty chair. (the things kids come up with!) Based on what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; told Santa I sure hope I get a present this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-8364895110065844665?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8364895110065844665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=8364895110065844665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/8364895110065844665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/8364895110065844665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures-with-santa.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Pictures with Santa&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAp3c55h-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/5aS-ItFYAbU/s72-c/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-2792459108578582952</id><published>2008-12-22T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:50:47.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-School Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwxwtN2I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ddmCCjkESbY/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282762783315539810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwxwtN2I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ddmCCjkESbY/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the second year that Bailey has done a Christmas Program with "Children's Discovery". Last year she sang "I'm the littlest Christmas Tree" and she was with the group of little 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. This year she has moved up an age group and sang the Big kids song "Hey, Hey Pack up the Sleigh". She did such a great job! We could hear her voice over the top of all the other children just belting her little heart out. We were so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwu6xswI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OO7Wsy6Bkng/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282762782552470274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwu6xswI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OO7Wsy6Bkng/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a yearly tradition that the Dad's get to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rudolf&lt;/span&gt; when the kids sing "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rudolf&lt;/span&gt; the red nose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reindeer."&lt;/span&gt; All the men get up in front of everyone with their big funny red noses and sing with the children. Russ was a great sport and continued to wear his nose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; it was taken by Luke so he could feel big and manly by wearing one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwRZDwNI/AAAAAAAAA58/9Vubl3-BRyk/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282762774626418898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwRZDwNI/AAAAAAAAA58/9Vubl3-BRyk/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Future &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rudolf&lt;/span&gt; the Red Nose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Reindeer&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkvwmToYI/AAAAAAAAA50/yRcJ3Gi5wK4/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282762765823615362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkvwmToYI/AAAAAAAAA50/yRcJ3Gi5wK4/s320/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bug and her best girl friends from school, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt; and Riley. We all live in the same neighborhood and I have become good friends with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; mothers Strawberry and Cindy. The girls did such a fantastic job at the program that afterwards we all went to McDonalds to get a little treat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkvdZjo0I/AAAAAAAAA5s/K1kDNeihcR0/s1600-h/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/261182483183230523-2792459108578582952?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2792459108578582952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=2792459108578582952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2792459108578582952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2792459108578582952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-school-christmas-program.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Pre-School Christmas Program&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAkwxwtN2I/AAAAAAAAA6M/ddmCCjkESbY/s72-c/2008+Christmas+Program-Mall+Santa+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7209583680710166451</id><published>2008-12-22T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:11:39.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi2h6d6lI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Yd68cccLkSg/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282760683117472338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi2h6d6lI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Yd68cccLkSg/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last year for Christmas we did the Polar Express in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heber&lt;/span&gt; and it was fun, everyone really enjoyed it. This year we decided to mix things up a little and do something different so we saw Santa at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; Point's "Breakfast with Santa'. Just thought that it is worth mentioning that Dylan wore this hat the entire day, he was so funny about it and wouldn't take it off for anything. He spent the rest of the day at my house with the kids and he even insisted on wearing it during his nap. (he told me because his daddy gave it to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi17wCmbI/AAAAAAAAA5c/Vdc2Jrr49Xo/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282760672873191858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi17wCmbI/AAAAAAAAA5c/Vdc2Jrr49Xo/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a group with us this year: Grandma Kathy, Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rolene&lt;/span&gt; and Jeanine, Kyle, Dylan, Luke, Bailey and Reagan. The breakfast was only so so but the activities and entertainment made it worth it. They had a wide variety of things for the kids to do while they were waiting for the "Big man in Red" to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi1hsdwII/AAAAAAAAA5U/4ZRb8cbp1QY/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282760665878872194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi1hsdwII/AAAAAAAAA5U/4ZRb8cbp1QY/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decorated yummy sugar cookies, talked to the Ginger Bread man, had our photo taken with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grinch&lt;/span&gt;, the girls had their faces painted while the boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;participated&lt;/span&gt; in a few "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reindeer&lt;/span&gt; games". I was going to include the photo of the kids with the Grinch, who promised the children that he has had a change of heart and that he is no longer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grinchy&lt;/span&gt;. But Reagan wouldn't go near him. When I asked her about it she told me that she doesn't like him and that the Grinch could be a "Stranger Danger" because she doesn't know who is in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Grinchy&lt;/span&gt; suit. Bailey on the other hand was petting his fur and asking if she could see if his heart had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; grown since becoming a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi1c7OdgI/AAAAAAAAA5M/sngGQxEs1rQ/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282760664598607362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi1c7OdgI/AAAAAAAAA5M/sngGQxEs1rQ/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting in line for Santa they had booths set up with paper and pencils so the kids could write down their wish list. Bug wrote down that she'd like an American Girl doll, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;puzzles&lt;/span&gt; of the continents and a few Early reader books. Luke knew just off the top of his head what he needed for christmas, SUPERHEROS, so he didn't have to write anything down. Dylan asked for a bike, which he's wanted FOREVER. But his dad told him he couldn't have one until he pooped in the potty so he thought he'd try to convince Santa instead. My cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; Reagan came already prepared with one that she had made at home earlier that morning with her mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I know, so cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi08SkUNI/AAAAAAAAA5E/c-pfUdGNRIE/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282760655838138578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi08SkUNI/AAAAAAAAA5E/c-pfUdGNRIE/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls followed the "Sugar Plum Fairy' around until she would pose for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt;. I not quite sure but I think Kyle was following her too. She was really cute! It turned out to be a really fun day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-7209583680710166451?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7209583680710166451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7209583680710166451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7209583680710166451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7209583680710166451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/breakfast-with-santa.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast with Santa&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SVAi2h6d6lI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Yd68cccLkSg/s72-c/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-6848029092069982563</id><published>2008-12-22T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:04:50.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Nicholas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year Russell and I decided that the kids were old enough to introduce them to a beloved German tradition that I grew up celebrating. It is a Dutch/German holiday called St. Nicholas Eve. It is celebrated on the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of December and as the story goes St. Nicholas and his companion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; (Black Pete) travel on horses through out the country side delivering small toys and goodies to the good girls and boys. Children would place their newly polished shoes outside in hopes of receiving something special and occasionally they would set out a carrot and a bucket of water to refresh the riders horses. This tale is something to look forward to if you have been good, minding your parents and behaving like a proper child but it has a much darker side than the American tale of Santa Claus, who only leaves a lump of Cole for those who have been naughty. This is where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; steps in. According to the more modern Saint Nicholas legend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; is a servant who accompanies Saint Nicholas on his holiday travels. In some versions, it is alleged that Saint Nicholas once liberated a young slave named Peter, who decided to serve Nicholas (as a free servant) rather than enjoy liberty alone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; is today commonly depicted as a black man in the colorful pantaloons, feathered cap and ruffles of a Renaissance European Page, a tradition based on a single illustration in a book published in 1850.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; is often portrayed as a mischievous but rarely a mean-spirited character. Parents used to tell their children that if they have been good, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; will bring them gifts and sweets, but if they have been bad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; will scoop them up, stuff them in his huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dufflebag&lt;/span&gt; and spirit them away to Spain for a year to teach them manners as punishment. Though this is increasingly uncommon nowadays, he can still carry some type of whip or scourge, especially a birch, which could be used for birching or in modern words, to chastise children who have been too naughty to deserve presents. The character is believed to have been derived from pagan traditions of evil spirits. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5l3kB16I/AAAAAAAAA48/J-C0OIzCgU4/s1600-h/275px-Sint_in_spanje.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282715316894422946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5l3kB16I/AAAAAAAAA48/J-C0OIzCgU4/s320/275px-Sint_in_spanje.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After listening to the legend of Saint Nicholas and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; the kids were excited to find a pair of shoes and set them out on the porch. We had polished their Sunday shoes but they both agreed that they had been especially good all year long and decided instead on setting out their moon boots which were much bigger and could hold a lot more. That evening Bailey fell right to sleep. However, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lukie was up half the night, &lt;/span&gt; terrified about what he might encounter the following morning and required verbal reassurance all evening long that he had indeed been a good boy. The next morning Bailey ran for the front door in excitement and found her moon boots filled to the brim with all kinds of treats. Luke was a little more apprehensive, not quite sure if his boots or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Zwarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Piet&lt;/span&gt; was going to greet him on the porch. He was more than relieved to find that his moon boots were also stuffed with small gifts and goodies and of course a note from St. Nicholas' companion. It said that children must mind their parents because they love them and know what is best for them. To always use your manners and be on your best behavior. Be understanding of others and always use kind words. Be selfless and giving to those in need. If you continue to do these things then you will never have to worry about Black Pete. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5U_tgccI/AAAAAAAAA40/gvzxXSmD1bQ/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282715027023884738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5U_tgccI/AAAAAAAAA40/gvzxXSmD1bQ/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I have quickly come to the realization that there is absolutely &lt;em&gt;nothing &lt;/em&gt;wrong with instilling a little bit of fear in your youngsters. I haven't had to remind Luke once since Dec. 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to be a good boy. He has been an absolute model child and we are very proud of him. As you can see this particular tradition has worked rather well for our family. (as I'm sure it has for many other families throughout the world) Now I totally understand why my parents insisted on celebrating this fabulous German holiday year after year. (besides the fact that my father, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Uwe&lt;/span&gt;, is German) You can never have too many reminders to be on your best behavior. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; something that we continue through out the years with our little ones. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5UinGxOI/AAAAAAAAA4s/n9NoefguPtw/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282715019212408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5UinGxOI/AAAAAAAAA4s/n9NoefguPtw/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey and her loot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5UKBmZfI/AAAAAAAAA4k/O8He7aGTljc/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282715012612646386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5UKBmZfI/AAAAAAAAA4k/O8He7aGTljc/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; relieved to have treats in his shoes instead of the alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5TASSLpI/AAAAAAAAA4c/rJeHqef0KCo/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282714992818400914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5TASSLpI/AAAAAAAAA4c/rJeHqef0KCo/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saint Nicholas Eve has taken the place of our Christmas Stockings. We figure that the kids are so inundated with things on Christmas morning that the stockings are just too much for them. It has been a fun way to continue to celebrate and pass down the traditions of my German heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5Sq0ijaI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wnjJ4CpR60c/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282714987056500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5Sq0ijaI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wnjJ4CpR60c/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What Luke thinks about the Switch and the bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not having it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-6848029092069982563?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/6848029092069982563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=6848029092069982563' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6848029092069982563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6848029092069982563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-5th-st-nicholas-night.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Saint Nicholas Eve&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_5l3kB16I/AAAAAAAAA48/J-C0OIzCgU4/s72-c/275px-Sint_in_spanje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-1469050393159547792</id><published>2008-12-22T11:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:31:16.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grand America&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qYG_3sxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/a0ZJQ13xIgI/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282698587845145362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qYG_3sxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/a0ZJQ13xIgI/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the years our extended families have gotten too big to get together under one roof for dinner. Our sweet little grandmother has passed away and she was usually the one to hold Thanksgiving Dinner in her home, since it was the only one large enough to accommodate a big group. So we have resorted to a new family tradition, Dinner at the Grand America Hotel. It is a special occasion and something my children look forward to all year long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qXjT372I/AAAAAAAAA4E/CCBVIz7jXkc/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282698578265370466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qXjT372I/AAAAAAAAA4E/CCBVIz7jXkc/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Hotel was decorated for the Holiday season with Christmas trees in every corner, life size vignettes and Gingerbread Houses too big to eat. Dinner was a massive buffet with all the traditional Thanksgiving feast in addition to crab legs, prime rib and a Chocolate fountain with an endless assortment of goodies to dip. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; favorite) They had a children's buffet with chicken strips, hot dogs, french toast and just about anything else the kids could possibly want. I loved the fact that after we were finished eating we didn't have to worry about cleaning up the kitchen or doing the dishes. Instead, we went to the movies! Mom and I skipped out a bit early and went to see Australia &lt;em&gt;(Oh Hugh!)&lt;/em&gt; while the men watched football and let the kids play at home. Russell put a Turkey breast in the oven while we were at the show so we could all have a Turkey sandwich and a piece of pie when we got home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just let me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reiterate&lt;/span&gt; that I absolutely, 100%,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/strong&gt; this tradition!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qXcoQDXI/AAAAAAAAA38/z0M38uCkUvc/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282698576471788914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qXcoQDXI/AAAAAAAAA38/z0M38uCkUvc/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the second year that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rolene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, John and Jaime have celebrated Thanksgiving with us. We hope it continues for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qXNnfIEI/AAAAAAAAA30/QeN8dtFxUJA/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282698572442050626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qXNnfIEI/AAAAAAAAA30/QeN8dtFxUJA/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Janine and Darcy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qWkH-b0I/AAAAAAAAA3s/aYGSUkjZNMY/s1600-h/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282698561304031042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qWkH-b0I/AAAAAAAAA3s/aYGSUkjZNMY/s320/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke dipped everything imaginable in the Chocolate fountain: Strawberries, pineapple, cheese, hot dogs, turkey, chicken strips, crab legs, sausages, grapes, cake, fingers, his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; and I'm sure he would have tried his head if we weren't watching him properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke was completely drenched in chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I'm talking literally from head to toe.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-1469050393159547792?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1469050393159547792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=1469050393159547792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1469050393159547792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1469050393159547792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-thanksgiving.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;2008 THANKSGIVING&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SU_qYG_3sxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/a0ZJQ13xIgI/s72-c/2008-Thanksgiving%26Santa+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7384417197864815977</id><published>2008-11-18T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:45:59.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney on Ice'/><title type='text'>A Magical Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what you're thinking, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wow, Bell and Snow White, what the heck are they doing in town?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The answer to your question is, they were celebrating a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Magical day together at Disney's Princess' on Ice. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAxV_LMI/AAAAAAAAA3k/-dvvcvMGgl4/s1600-h/08+Disney+on+Ice+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270167052873575618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAxV_LMI/AAAAAAAAA3k/-dvvcvMGgl4/s320/08+Disney+on+Ice+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bug and I invited Mia and her mother Jenn to join us for a fun girls day out. We went to lunch before the show and the two girls got such a kick out of all the attention they attracted in their Princess costumes. For some reason everyone could easily figure out who Mia was (Snow White) but they just couldn't quite figure out Bug's character (Belle, in case you don't know). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mind you the majority of people who commented on the costumes were at Olive Garden in the middle of the afternoon, elderly and probably haven't seen a Disney movie since Fantasia was released. But hey, it was still fun to keep them guessing. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAkjl9tI/AAAAAAAAA3c/GEDPFuFlKq8/s1600-h/08+Disney+on+Ice+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270167049440982738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAkjl9tI/AAAAAAAAA3c/GEDPFuFlKq8/s320/08+Disney+on+Ice+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The show was truly magical, done in trademark Disney style. Bug's favorite part was Belle dancing with her handsome Prince and the number from "It's a Small World." She sat on the edge of her seat with eyes as big as saucers never moving a muscle until intermission. It was entertaining for of all ages and I even found myself a little disappointed when it was over. They did a tremendous job at keeping the excitement level up and flowing from one story to the next. I was impressed to see a wide variety of characters from the older well known Pinocchio to the newer Mulan and Incredibles. My favorite part was being able to hear all the little girls voices over the top of the sound system singing as loud as they possibly could to all their favorite songs. I couldn't help but smile at how adorable these young girls were, singing about their future love and all their wishes coming true. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAXyf1cI/AAAAAAAAA3U/78blDL9n-Xk/s1600-h/08+Disney+on+Ice+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270167046013834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAXyf1cI/AAAAAAAAA3U/78blDL9n-Xk/s320/08+Disney+on+Ice+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was strangely reminiscent of myself when I was young, down in my unfinished basement listening to Disney records, rollerskating and singing out loud to all my favorite songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNk_0KoasI/AAAAAAAAA3M/qG3iUbNwFj0/s1600-h/08+Disney+on+Ice+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270167036451384002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNk_0KoasI/AAAAAAAAA3M/qG3iUbNwFj0/s320/08+Disney+on+Ice+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disney is timeless, I guess that's why we all love it so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It brings back nostalgic memories of the past and enables us to re create those moments for younger generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNk_XsF9II/AAAAAAAAA3E/j_lA2VdF1t0/s1600-h/08+Disney+on+Ice+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270167028807103618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNk_XsF9II/AAAAAAAAA3E/j_lA2VdF1t0/s320/08+Disney+on+Ice+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a fun day with my Bug, well worth every penny!&lt;br /&gt;Even for the ridiculously overpriced $12 snow cone. &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/261182483183230523-7384417197864815977?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7384417197864815977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7384417197864815977' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7384417197864815977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7384417197864815977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/magical-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;A Magical Day&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SSNlAxV_LMI/AAAAAAAAA3k/-dvvcvMGgl4/s72-c/08+Disney+on+Ice+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-8501456556152386500</id><published>2008-11-12T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:59:03.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom and Luke'/><title type='text'>Quality time with my boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my mom took Bailey for the afternoon which allowed Lukie and I to spend some time together. It's not very often that we get good quality, mother son, one on one. I wish I could say that we used it doing something adventurous or creative. But, since he wasn't feeling 100% (gotta love this time of year) we ran a few quick errands then spent the rest of the day at home doing laundry, playing good guy bad guy (guess who I always get to be) and watching as many Batman shows that we could stomach. Periodically Luke would jump up to teach me a new "super hero game" or tell me a lengthy imaginative story then he would kindly pause and wait for me to teach him something new and exciting. I'm not very experienced in the art of boy play so after a few miserably failed attempts at swords the best I could come up with was........ dancing. He didn't seem to mind, we just giggled our heads off at each other acting like such silly goofballs.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRu16bYA2cI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YiZURKHDybc/s1600-h/Cool+Luke+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268004204525443522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRu16bYA2cI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YiZURKHDybc/s320/Cool+Luke+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I know it might be considered "rushing the season" a little but today I had such an urge to listen to Christmas music. While cleaning the house I busted out the &lt;/span&gt;holiday CD's and told Luke to get changed into something more appropriate so we could cut a serious rug. He was on it, and with in seconds he had shed his costume and walked out of the bathroom looking like this, with his hair gelled and sun glasses on. Amazing, I know it's unusual to see the boy with out Super hero garb on. It's a battle every day to convince him to put on "civilian clothing". So you can imagine my surprise when I asked him about his handsome getup, he proceeded to tell me that he no longer wants to go byLuke or Lukie, he would much rather be addres&lt;/span&gt;sed as Lit'l Russ when he isn't in super hero attire. After all he was wearing Russell's signature back fleece jacket, shades, outdoor shoes and sporting one cool dude attitude. Hilarious! I got such a kick out him dressing up as his Dad to dance with me, what a little gentleman. I didn't have the heart to tell him that his daddy doesn't dance. (sorry Babe, you're good at a lot of things but Dancin' definitely not it.) Luke was an amazing partner, you should have seen him light the floor on fire with his breath taking footwork. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally when he coul&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error&lt;span" id="SPELLING&lt;span"&gt;d tak&lt;/span&gt;e it no more, Lit'l Russ retreated into the bat cave for a nap. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRu15XyETHI/AAAAAAAAA2A/tdHSNEv2ti8/s1600-h/Cool+Luke+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268004186381110386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRu15XyETHI/AAAAAAAAA2A/tdHSNEv2ti8/s320/Cool+Luke+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a laid back, ordinary day with out doing anything of major importance. However, I know that these are the days I will remember when my children are grown and gone. I love being home with my kids and I truly enjoyed the day with my very favorite boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-8501456556152386500?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8501456556152386500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=8501456556152386500' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/8501456556152386500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/8501456556152386500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/quality-time-with-my-boy.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Quality time with my boy&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRu16bYA2cI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YiZURKHDybc/s72-c/Cool+Luke+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-3638492430930953002</id><published>2008-11-05T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:59:44.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween 2008'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween is my kids favorite holiday and with good reason it's not every day that you get to dress up and walk around town begging all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neighbors&lt;/span&gt; for candy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRH90BovygI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ouFKAhH8IEQ/s1600-h/Halloween+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268509607184898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRH90BovygI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ouFKAhH8IEQ/s320/Halloween+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey was Tinkerbell and Luke was... Guess Who? None other than the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' awesome Superman and his side kick Scout the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Superdog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwQf-kyJI/AAAAAAAAAxo/O11RYVZGAx0/s1600-h/Halloween+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265253605625350290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwQf-kyJI/AAAAAAAAAxo/O11RYVZGAx0/s320/Halloween+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Superdogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Super Amazing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Magical abilities is to shoot powerful yellow "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lasers&lt;/span&gt;" out of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eyeballs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;included with costume&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwPg733HI/AAAAAAAAAxg/9qrt48OFNNc/s1600-h/Halloween+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265253588702583922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwPg733HI/AAAAAAAAAxg/9qrt48OFNNc/s320/Halloween+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What did Superman say to Dash the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Incredible&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Mine are BIGGER than yours are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Adam , Luke and Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwPPBaW7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/jMUDEUGjffg/s1600-h/Halloween+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265253583893978034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwPPBaW7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/jMUDEUGjffg/s320/Halloween+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are lucky to live in a neighborhood with a lot of little kids so we met up with a group of friends and hit the town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; in mass. It was such a beautiful night the weather was like a September evening. The kids loved being able to Trick-or-Treat with out their coats on because then they could show off their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Bug, Riley, Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwOiOVNyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/9Be5flK6mUQ/s1600-h/Halloween+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265253571868571426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwOiOVNyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/9Be5flK6mUQ/s320/Halloween+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;moly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I've never seen so much candy! There were quite a few full size Candy bars that Russell and I had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;confiscate&lt;/span&gt; for Adult inspection (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;consumption&lt;/span&gt;). It's going to take weeks to eat it all and I'm sure grateful that it only comes once a year, we were totally worn out. What a Happy Halloween, hope you all had the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwOeqJa5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/lkENX98NL9k/s1600-h/Halloween+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265253570911497106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHwOeqJa5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/lkENX98NL9k/s320/Halloween+022.JPG" border="0" /&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/261182483183230523-3638492430930953002?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3638492430930953002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=3638492430930953002' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3638492430930953002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3638492430930953002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRH90BovygI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ouFKAhH8IEQ/s72-c/Halloween+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-4940705438420662801</id><published>2008-11-04T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:00:00.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carving Pumpkins'/><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a little bit behind on my blogging so today I am playing catch-up. Last month Heather and I took the kids to a great Pumpkin patch in West Jordan where you got to pick your very own pumpkin off the vine. Poor little Dylan wasn't feeling well and it sure shows in this picture. I just want to pick him up and give him a love.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHleF8focI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lcjZe7OuuVY/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265241744527565250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHleF8focI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lcjZe7OuuVY/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Russ helped Bug and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; scoop the guts out, yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHldnoBV2I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/aknOgd-8iCo/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265241736388630370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHldnoBV2I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/aknOgd-8iCo/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made it a fun family night and ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; favorite Pizza. Kyle, Dylan and Gram helped carve pumpkins &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHldOQODpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/DKi-xtyV0bQ/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265241729577914002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHldOQODpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/DKi-xtyV0bQ/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the carving was over and the Pumpkins were set out on the porch Gram got the kids into jammies and helped settle the boys in by reading them a couple of stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHlctARKNI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nfQfdKRcYlc/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265241720652638418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHlctARKNI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nfQfdKRcYlc/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little blurry but you get the picture&lt;br /&gt;Cat by Bailey&lt;br /&gt;Ghost by Dylan&lt;br /&gt;Bat, cause it was the closest thing to a Superhero by Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHlcQNQGrI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uxGHtLi4Q5o/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265241712922466994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHlcQNQGrI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uxGHtLi4Q5o/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-4940705438420662801?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4940705438420662801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=4940705438420662801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4940705438420662801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4940705438420662801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkins.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Pumpkins&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRHleF8focI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lcjZe7OuuVY/s72-c/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-4841255746745017155</id><published>2008-11-01T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:12:24.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In memory of Donna Faye Bowen Day Rogers'/><title type='text'>My Grandma Faye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SQ0F8NinhvI/AAAAAAAAAug/7pkatO_Bs-k/s1600-h/10_30_Rogers_Donna2_jpg_20081028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263870071451125490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SQ0F8NinhvI/AAAAAAAAAug/7pkatO_Bs-k/s320/10_30_Rogers_Donna2_jpg_20081028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SQ0F8OSRKwI/AAAAAAAAAuY/GssrTChARqo/s1600-h/10_30_Rogers_Donna1_jpg_20081028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263870071650986754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SQ0F8OSRKwI/AAAAAAAAAuY/GssrTChARqo/s320/10_30_Rogers_Donna1_jpg_20081028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Donna Faye Bowen Day Rogers&lt;br /&gt;Donna Faye Bowen Day Rogers 2/24/1922 ~ 10/27/2008 Our dear wife, mother, grandmother and friend was born Feb. 24, 1922 and died peacefully on Mon., October 27, 2008 following complications from a stroke. She was at home surrounded by her family. Faye was born on Feb. 24, 1922 to Edith Mary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stagg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Abner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Womac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bowen. She was the youngest of nine children. She grew up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Utah. She had a lovely singing voice and was invited often to perform in plays, church and special occasions. She graduated from Jordan High School in the spring of 1940. She enrolled in beauty school in Salt Lake City in the fall of 1940. Faye opened her first beauty shop on Main Street in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Dec. 1941. She married Harold Robert Day on August 17, 1943. He died on Jan. 15, 1954. She married Rex G. Rogers on February 1, 1958. Faye was a member of the L.D.S. Church. She served as Stake and Ward Drama Director and was Coordinator in the Junior Sunday School in the Draper 3rd Ward for many years. She taught the five year old class in Primary for many years. She had a beauty shop, "Faye's Style Shack" in her home in Draper for 50 years. She closed the shop in 2000 at the age of 78. They moved to a lovely new home on Arrow Creek Drive in Draper. She loved her association with the operators and patrons that flowed through the shop over the years. She enjoyed playing games and played monthly with a group of friends from her high school years and with a second group of good friends from Draper right up to her death. She loved going to the movies and went each week with her best friend Avis, whom she loved dearly. She liked to travel and had many nice trips over the years. She loved to attend activities and go to lunch with her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She was fun loving and spunky throughout her life. She was happiest when surrounded by her family. She is survived by her husband of 50 year Rex G Rogers and three daughters, Kathleen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Klindt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Salt Lake City; Anne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pinarelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, St. George; and Cheryl (Doug) Perkins, Salt Lake City; and three sons, Gordon (Suzanne) Day, Sandy, Utah; Paul Robert (Carmen) Day, Anchorage, Alaska; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LaMont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A. (Susan) Day, Draper, Utah. One daughter Kathy preceded her in death. She has 17 grandchildren, 16 great-grand-children and one great-great-granddaughter. The family wishes to thank those that helped us in caring for her these last months. A special thanks to Aundrea, Tim and Yolanda and to the staff of the Highland Care Center. &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/261182483183230523-4841255746745017155?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4841255746745017155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=4841255746745017155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4841255746745017155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4841255746745017155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/11/grandma-faye.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;My Grandma Faye&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SQ0F8NinhvI/AAAAAAAAAug/7pkatO_Bs-k/s72-c/10_30_Rogers_Donna2_jpg_20081028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-425831254400265186</id><published>2008-10-22T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:54:55.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><title type='text'>Luke is 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember when I was pregnant with Luke, Russ and I went to get my ultrasound and the tech told us it was a boy. Russ had him check 3 times to make sure he wasn't mistaken. It was such a happy day for us because we wanted a boy so badly. Bailey had put an order in for a new teeny tiny little white fluffy puppy but she finally decided that she was satisfied with a baby brother. We all wondered what Luke's personality would be like, since Bailey is such a character, we worried that if he was timid he would end up in his big sisters shadow. He surprised us all and was born with all the personality and charisma that a 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pounder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; could hold. Luke is so much like his daddy it just makes me laugh. They both run non-stop all day, everyday and it wears me out! We are working on harnessing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; energies into Athletics and motorcycling and he seems to understand and enjoy them all. He loves to test himself to see how far he can push his little body and he is always making up games to see who can do this or that bigger, better or badder. Luke is boy through and through and yet he remains my little gentleman. He is kind and polite and he always makes sure to open doors for the girls and tell them that they look pretty, Gram Faye in particular. Luke is hilarious and he loves to entertain - not to mention he's a pretty great dancer. Here is my Birthday tribute to the Boy in honor of him turning 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-ooBBNBsI/AAAAAAAAAt0/X8G1R5gnEPQ/s1600-h/100_4230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260108295213745858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-ooBBNBsI/AAAAAAAAAt0/X8G1R5gnEPQ/s320/100_4230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were delighted to have boy in our family and he was such a easy baby. I think I was the only mother known to history to have brought home a newborn that slept through the night every night. I had insomnia something terrible and so I stayed up nights on end watching my sweet baby boy sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-ooo9yTBI/AAAAAAAAAt8/NzYIcjf4wiM/s1600-h/100_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260108305936829458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-ooo9yTBI/AAAAAAAAAt8/NzYIcjf4wiM/s320/100_0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two buddies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;. Luke has always idolized his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-oo_dRHlI/AAAAAAAAAuE/5PlPptgHF74/s1600-h/100_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260108311974452818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-oo_dRHlI/AAAAAAAAAuE/5PlPptgHF74/s320/100_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Blue Eyes. We all wondered where he came from since Russ and I both have Brown eyes. Apparently Russ and I both carry a recessive gene that causes blue eyes and we think they're beautiful! If you ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where he got them he will tell you, "From the sky".&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-opaF9-bI/AAAAAAAAAuM/oYtuGTL2Ygk/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260108319124486578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-opaF9-bI/AAAAAAAAAuM/oYtuGTL2Ygk/s320/DSC02802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of Luke's favorite foods:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Broccoli, Lemonade, Candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of Luke's favorite shows:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Batman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Scoobydoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 favorite places Luke has been:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lagoon with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Murray Pool with friends and Cousins, Bear Lake with the Taylor Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 of Luke's favorite Things:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Batman Costume, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Costume, 50 Motorcycle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Facts about Luke:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wears his underpants backwards so he can see which superhero he has on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is sensitive, kind and tender hearted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He tells the most imaginative stories you've ever heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke's Buddies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dylan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Jager, Bug, Cole, Chance, Josh, Adam, Dad, Brandon, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gram Faye, Gram Kathy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rolene, John and Tyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things Luke wants to be when he grows up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with big Muscles, His dad with big Muscles, Motorcycle Guy with big Muscles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Things Luke looks forward to about getting older:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Getting Taller"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Growing Big Muscles"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Being a Superhero"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-425831254400265186?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/425831254400265186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=425831254400265186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/425831254400265186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/425831254400265186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/10/luke-is-3.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Luke is 3&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SP-ooBBNBsI/AAAAAAAAAt0/X8G1R5gnEPQ/s72-c/100_4230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-149244875691561965</id><published>2008-10-19T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:01:38.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bailey&apos;s 5th Birthday'/><title type='text'>Bailey is 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to believe that I am the mother of a 5 year old. The time has just flown by and I feel like it is getting away from me. It seems just like yesterday that Russell and I brought home this sweet little baby girl with more hair on her head and personality in her body than one person should be allowed. Bailey is such a gift! She has the amazing ability to read people and to connect with everyone and bring joy and happiness into all our lives. She is continually smiling or goofing around, she gets a pure kick out of life and is always searching for the next big adventure. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxHXVrXjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/PYo56R4d9lM/s1600-h/old+pics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259062098711502386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxHXVrXjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/PYo56R4d9lM/s320/old+pics+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided to put 5 of my favorite pictures of Bug throughout the years on this birthday blog, the only problem was looking through all the old pics I realized that they are all my favorite. I had such a hard time breaking it down to just 5. I have truly enjoyed every moment that I have had with my girl. Watching her grow and develop with each new stage has been a joy and a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxHsV4rQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gV4O_HxfA9M/s1600-h/old+pics+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259062104349519106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxHsV4rQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gV4O_HxfA9M/s320/old+pics+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxH8ud_kI/AAAAAAAAAtc/qMZmIjgF9L8/s1600-h/100_3889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259062108747595330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxH8ud_kI/AAAAAAAAAtc/qMZmIjgF9L8/s320/100_3889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always making us laugh. She is known for making Dress-ups out of anything, even a bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxICFHwHI/AAAAAAAAAtk/pnsIqSXUWrA/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259062110184783986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxICFHwHI/AAAAAAAAAtk/pnsIqSXUWrA/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She grew up so much the day she became a Big Sister. I was so proud of the way she took care of her baby brother. So Loving and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;protective&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxIZSeUrI/AAAAAAAAAts/6ViY-LrxLo4/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259062116414804658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxIZSeUrI/AAAAAAAAAts/6ViY-LrxLo4/s320/DSC00973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey Picked out her own Christmas outfit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which was supposed to be Red but she talked me into all pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess you could say it's her signature color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Morning of Bug's birthday she woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed and had a revelation to tell me, she was no longer a toddler interested in silly little kid things, &lt;em&gt;she was now a big 5 year old.&lt;/em&gt; In her own words, "I am practically a grown up". (Yes, she actually said this to me)&lt;br /&gt;In honor of her 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday here is a Tribute to Bailey in all 5's.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvCe_ZUL7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/QkILVN9HTgk/s1600-h/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259010827554664370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvCe_ZUL7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/QkILVN9HTgk/s320/DSC02764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;5 of Bailey's favorite Foods:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crab, Pomegranates, Waffles, Lasagna, Tuna Fish &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(funny thing about her liking Tuna is that it was the only thing I craved while I was pregnant with her. Coincidence?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 of Bailey's Favorite Shows:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted, Stardust, The Little Mermaid, All of the Shirley Temple Movies, Sound of Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 favorite Places Bailey has been: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arizona with Gram Faye and Kathy to see Gracie perform her Irish step Dance. South Dakota road trip, California with Reagan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chiristine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, St.George to visit Aunt Annie and Bear Lake with the Taylor family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 of Bailey's favorite things: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polly Pocket dolls, Stuffed Cat, American Girl baby doll, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Dress up clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 facts about Bug: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an amazing little artist with a fascinating imagination, She is a true Social Butterfly, She wakes up with a smile every day, She has a beautiful singing voice and likes to make up songs, She is kind to everyone and does a great job to make sure no one is left out, even if that means including her little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bailey's best Friends: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn, Reagan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Mia, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; Riley, Gram Kathy, Gram Faye, Annie, Rolene and Janine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things Bailey would like to be when she grows up: &lt;/strong&gt;Artist, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Scientist&lt;/span&gt;, Ballet Dancer, Singer or a Princess. (I say shoot for the moon and go for them all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things that Bailey looks forward to about getting older:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"loosing my teeth"&lt;br /&gt;"getting my ears pierced"&lt;br /&gt;"Kindergarten"&lt;br /&gt;"Getting Married"&lt;br /&gt;"Going to bed when ever I want" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-149244875691561965?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/149244875691561965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=149244875691561965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/149244875691561965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/149244875691561965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/10/bailey-is-5.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Bailey is 5&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SPvxHXVrXjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/PYo56R4d9lM/s72-c/old+pics+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-2285237235809545322</id><published>2008-10-19T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:25:08.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bouncin&apos; off the walls'/><title type='text'>It's a Birthady Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bug, Luke and Kaylie could not wait for the party! Infact, they were all so hyped up and ready to go that while looking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie's&lt;/span&gt; tennis shoes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt; and Bug accidentally locked his bedroom door from the inside and I had no way of getting in until Russ got home from work. So, what do you do in this kind of situation - you improvise right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; sucked it up and ran all of our last minute Birthday errands in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Girly&lt;/span&gt; Pretty Pink Princess shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you think they look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Camo&lt;/span&gt; pants?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcLbDjOfI/AAAAAAAAA1g/VPZrihbOy7Q/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265794478125562354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcLbDjOfI/AAAAAAAAA1g/VPZrihbOy7Q/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lukie's&lt;/span&gt; request, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we celebrated this year at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bouncin&lt;/span&gt;' off the Walls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our cousin Dylan also has an October Birthday so we included him to make it a Super Duper Party for 3 lucky birthday kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcLIUwNoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Lc2P7cq5w7g/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265794473097442946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcLIUwNoI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Lc2P7cq5w7g/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke and Russ horsing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcK7hJ6qI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/PbVf41jC-r0/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265794469659798178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcK7hJ6qI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/PbVf41jC-r0/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stacie and Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcKXieI0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/UxxoCK78mns/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265794460001641282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcKXieI0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/UxxoCK78mns/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson Bell&lt;br /&gt;(Bug tells me all the time that she is going to marry him someday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcJwRWkvI/AAAAAAAAA1A/OtkdjUDySTY/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265794449460859634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcJwRWkvI/AAAAAAAAA1A/OtkdjUDySTY/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPX26LisRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Usv_GLBpm74/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jake using me as a toboggan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm holding on to Autumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPX2cC7r0I/AAAAAAAAA0w/3zXnmbEOo0o/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265789719567642434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPX2cC7r0I/AAAAAAAAA0w/3zXnmbEOo0o/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather, me and Stacie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPX2MFZ3QI/AAAAAAAAA0o/67HNRLkJ4C4/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265789715283041538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPX2MFZ3QI/AAAAAAAAA0o/67HNRLkJ4C4/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big 3 year old birthday boy Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN7dqSA6I/AAAAAAAAA0I/Se2cb1zdYsk/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265778810784187298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN7dqSA6I/AAAAAAAAA0I/Se2cb1zdYsk/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mass carnage! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm embarrassed to say that the evening got a little out of hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The place completely lived up to its name and everyone children and adults included &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"bounced off of the walls", ceiling and floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you say DAN-GER-OUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The injury count was as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mia age 4- Bloody Nose -ran into Russell's massive Popeye forearm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jager age 1- Badly sprained arm- going to fast down the steep slide (we thought it was broken)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ali age 2 - Near concussion- malfunction in basketball bouncer, flipped her on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; age 3 - Near spinal cord injury and concussion- basketball bouncer once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know there were a few others but can't remember specifically who and what exactly happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than these few "unfortunate incidents" the night was a total blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN7OtQhOI/AAAAAAAAA0A/nbqcq_IJ8Vs/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265778806770140386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN7OtQhOI/AAAAAAAAA0A/nbqcq_IJ8Vs/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What? Who's this? Could it be.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Love goddess" Rita &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hayworth&lt;/span&gt;, "Pin up girl" Betty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Grable&lt;/span&gt;, and "Bombshell" Mae West. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Better believe it, we're a pretty classy crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN6rJOPaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8lrSsHdOMRA/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265778797223755170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN6rJOPaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8lrSsHdOMRA/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neighbors James and Adam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adam is leaning over the infamous Basketball Bouncer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that needs to be renamed the "Death Trap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN6caJtKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fl6qK_VtcvY/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265778793268229282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPN6caJtKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fl6qK_VtcvY/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt grandma Sue and Dylan&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKNitSx9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/Ld1t-NN26E4/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774723330131922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKNitSx9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/Ld1t-NN26E4/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liz, Cindy, Darrin, Bree, Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKNDUk4EI/AAAAAAAAAzg/b01KkdEHzaU/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774714904961090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKNDUk4EI/AAAAAAAAAzg/b01KkdEHzaU/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madison &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKM5nA_4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/LMI-PXZkKK8/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774712297947010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKM5nA_4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/LMI-PXZkKK8/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good friends Jenn and Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKMpUNCeI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wJZxaALGJd0/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774707924077026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKMpUNCeI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wJZxaALGJd0/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKMeYglkI/AAAAAAAAAzI/yMQ5m9PHlrk/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265774704989345346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPKMeYglkI/AAAAAAAAAzI/yMQ5m9PHlrk/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bug's entourage; Jordan, Mia, Reagan and Brooklyn&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGf7qqO8I/AAAAAAAAAzA/-L41ytRobaM/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265770641221106626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGf7qqO8I/AAAAAAAAAzA/-L41ytRobaM/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presents.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGfKd_bfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KAi8W9MEyfM/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265770628014632434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGfKd_bfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KAi8W9MEyfM/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;presents............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGevWyrYI/AAAAAAAAAyo/VpiDOHmSRYc/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265770620736679298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGevWyrYI/AAAAAAAAAyo/VpiDOHmSRYc/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and more presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGeVLwgiI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Z2SuWdLX6ng/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265770613711077922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPGeVLwgiI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Z2SuWdLX6ng/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year I decided to try Cupcake cakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Loved them because they were so easy and made very little mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Once again, thank you Sunny for the wonderful suggestion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEaU3a_GI/AAAAAAAAAyY/PhYfhNdzQKU/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768345883049058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEaU3a_GI/AAAAAAAAAyY/PhYfhNdzQKU/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke's Birthday cake was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEaGmE-LI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/6-oT2m9SP4k/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768342052206770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEaGmE-LI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/6-oT2m9SP4k/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bug had Tinkerbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEZ9NWKGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/9FXSqkDmDXQ/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768339532556386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEZ9NWKGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/9FXSqkDmDXQ/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Dylan wanted Fire Engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEZeMD2nI/AAAAAAAAAyA/01eDZRUUu4s/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768331205663346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEZeMD2nI/AAAAAAAAAyA/01eDZRUUu4s/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The evening was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chaotic&lt;/span&gt;, it felt a bit like a 3 ring circus with everything going on at once. But we managed to get through it and really had a fantastic time. Thank you to everyone that came to support the kids and to make this birthday such a memorable year!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEZDWhRUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/cFAtUiA3lZY/s1600-h/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768324001776962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPEZDWhRUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/cFAtUiA3lZY/s320/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know it was a successful Party when the evening ends on this note. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday and Goodnight my big 3 year old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/261182483183230523-2285237235809545322?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/2285237235809545322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=2285237235809545322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2285237235809545322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/2285237235809545322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-birthady-party.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;It&apos;s a Birthady Party!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SRPcLbDjOfI/AAAAAAAAA1g/VPZrihbOy7Q/s72-c/08+Kids+birthday-chevy+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7080795304784890607</id><published>2008-10-14T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:01:49.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged for the very first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never been tagged before but thanks to Kristi I'll give it my best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 8 Favorite TV Shows:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;So you think you can Dance&lt;br /&gt;Fame&lt;br /&gt;Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SNL&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preferably&lt;/span&gt; the ones with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; that plays a wicked cow bell!)&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Race (one day Russ and I are going to be on that show!)&lt;br /&gt;Anything on Discovery&lt;br /&gt;Anything semi-educational that holds the kids attention for 1/2 hour so I can squeeze in a quick shower or cat nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Outback&lt;br /&gt;Bombay House (Indian)&lt;br /&gt;The Other Place (Greek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt; (Mexican, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought I'd say it but much better than Cafe Rio&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Red Mango, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt; Red Mango... does Frozen Yogurt Count??&lt;br /&gt;Chin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; (guessed it? Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Anything that offers a kids meal and has a slippery slide&lt;br /&gt;The Sev (What can I say, I LOVE slurpees!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things that Happened Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed the kids bedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Organized&lt;/span&gt; the kids new birthday toys in the playroom (thanks to everyone!)&lt;br /&gt;Made Salmon and Broccoli for dinner&lt;br /&gt;Finished a book that I really enjoyed and highly recommend titled "It's all Good"&lt;br /&gt;Went to lunch&lt;br /&gt;Colored with the kids&lt;br /&gt;Picked up around the house&lt;br /&gt;Went to a Pumpkin Patch with Heather.Kaylie, Dylan and my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I Look Forward to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remodeled House&lt;br /&gt;Halloween with the kids&lt;br /&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Nutcracker with Bug&lt;br /&gt;Spending the day with Gram Faye and Aunt Annie Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Girls night out&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving at the Grand America Hotel (Love, love, love this tradition!)&lt;br /&gt;Dates with Russ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I Love about Fall:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves (that's a given)&lt;br /&gt;The Harvest Moon&lt;br /&gt;Soup for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hoodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisp Air&lt;br /&gt;Apple Cider&lt;br /&gt;Fire in the Fireplace&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling in bed for a few minutes longer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it's chilly outside the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things on My Wish list&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Healthy&lt;/span&gt; Children&lt;br /&gt;World Peace&lt;br /&gt;Remodeled House&lt;br /&gt;More Energy!&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention a Remodeled House?&lt;br /&gt;For my brother and his son to move to up to Salt Lake closer to me and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel more&lt;br /&gt;Disney Land soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 People I am Tagging:&lt;/strong&gt;Heather,Liz,Bree,Sunny,Christine,Sandi,Nat,Traci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-7080795304784890607?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7080795304784890607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7080795304784890607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7080795304784890607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7080795304784890607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-for-very-first-time.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Tagged for the very first time&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-4389488301727309370</id><published>2008-10-05T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:41:40.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008 - 10th Anniversary'/><title type='text'>10th Anniversay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Russ and I celebrated our 10th Anniversary last weekend in San Francisco. Can you believe it? 10 whole adventurous, exciting, never a dull moment, years! It took a little work to get out of town - making sure the kids were cared for and dog fed but thanks t0 the Walker family and Brayden Orgle it was all made possible and boy was it worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We badly needed some time away together!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlZr2bGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/drB8kFAFM6Q/s1600-h/stow+away.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253753073086917730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlZr2bGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/drB8kFAFM6Q/s320/stow+away.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke couldn't understand why he wasn't invited because he is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; much fun. I had everything packed and ready to go then walked out of my room to pick up the house, when I returned I found a the &lt;em&gt;cutest&lt;/em&gt; little stow away in my suitcase instead clothes. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlU-zLwI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xNv29ExyIL0/s1600-h/surprise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253753071824219906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlU-zLwI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xNv29ExyIL0/s320/surprise.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Russ grew up north of San Fran just on the other side of the Bay so we decided to spend our first night at the Courtyard Marriott in Novato. That evening we had a very thoughtful "Welcoming Gift" -a red rose, yummy smelling bath candle and bath soaps along with a decorative towel and a note pad - waiting in our room courtesy of Sherine and Nelson, a lovely couple who live in Olympus Cove that Russ is currently building for. We have met&lt;br /&gt;some of the most genuine and caring people through Russell's work over the years, many of whom remain close family friends forever. We are truly blessed to have have so many supportive wonderful people surrounding our little family.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlmami9I/AAAAAAAAAso/yo9-pnYm7Mk/s1600-h/map.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253753076504234962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlmami9I/AAAAAAAAAso/yo9-pnYm7Mk/s320/map.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I woke up to my hubby's old stompin' grounds and little did I know I was in for a first hand education in the History of Russell Taylor, what a treat! We spent the day visiting all of Russell's old Haunts and a few old friends and I got to learn some new things about my husband. I am making Russ "Man Post" the history attached to all these pictures for posterity and all of man kind because it is his history not mine and I want an authentic account in the books. Hopefully it gets done sooner than later so until then you will all have to pardon the picutres with out captions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkOiK1V81I/AAAAAAAAAro/DpCwXQ1Is8M/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746420490826578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkOiK1V81I/AAAAAAAAAro/DpCwXQ1Is8M/s320/San+Fran+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is his childhood home on CORTE NORTE in a cul de sac perfect for playing night games and riding your bike, jumping cars on roller blades or riding your skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkOi7lJXkI/AAAAAAAAArw/7MIos6-oqlM/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253746433576230466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkOi7lJXkI/AAAAAAAAArw/7MIos6-oqlM/s320/San+Fran+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the infamous "hill" that the boys had to weed. I don't know about you but it looks like a mountain to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLfteH26I/AAAAAAAAAqo/zSBUcF5kpwo/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253743079714184098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLfteH26I/AAAAAAAAAqo/zSBUcF5kpwo/s320/San+Fran+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best Buddy Johnny's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgNeoMVI/AAAAAAAAAqw/RA9IfBcP72c/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253743088306237778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgNeoMVI/AAAAAAAAAqw/RA9IfBcP72c/s320/San+Fran+2008+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Safeway that Russ broke his arm at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgQZd47I/AAAAAAAAAq4/aCvtd7XCgsQ/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253743089089897394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgQZd47I/AAAAAAAAAq4/aCvtd7XCgsQ/s320/San+Fran+2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgs9eNEI/AAAAAAAAArA/oLjm5Z1uW8Q/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253743096757105730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgs9eNEI/AAAAAAAAArA/oLjm5Z1uW8Q/s320/San+Fran+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin the barber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knew exactly who Russell was even though he hasn't seen him for over 15 years. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgzoUJCI/AAAAAAAAArI/v7bfF1SEOTE/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253743098547414050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkLgzoUJCI/AAAAAAAAArI/v7bfF1SEOTE/s320/San+Fran+2008+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI6n3rCxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PZMZ4P5LDh4/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740243532319506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI6n3rCxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PZMZ4P5LDh4/s320/San+Fran+2008+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI7MRFluI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pC9AayqmJtQ/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI7nWpDzI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/oAhwUe0LG-A/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740260573646642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI7nWpDzI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/oAhwUe0LG-A/s320/San+Fran+2008+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI8P2xMtI/AAAAAAAAAqY/SmPOeZ9dO0o/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740271445816018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI8P2xMtI/AAAAAAAAAqY/SmPOeZ9dO0o/s320/San+Fran+2008+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI8mz0GTI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ILEKm7xjNUs/s1600-h/tied+dye+ashbury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253740277607438642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkI8mz0GTI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ILEKm7xjNUs/s320/tied+dye+ashbury.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHE4ABNrI/AAAAAAAAApY/OxWZdr_ntp8/s1600-h/1684506-HAIGHT_District_Ashbury-San_Francisco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253738220637730482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHE4ABNrI/AAAAAAAAApY/OxWZdr_ntp8/s320/1684506-HAIGHT_District_Ashbury-San_Francisco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHFH8sC0I/AAAAAAAAApg/dReeFBPNkGo/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253738224918727490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHFH8sC0I/AAAAAAAAApg/dReeFBPNkGo/s320/San+Fran+2008+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHFdmx5-I/AAAAAAAAApo/mNWgOkUh-iM/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253738230732416994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHFdmx5-I/AAAAAAAAApo/mNWgOkUh-iM/s320/San+Fran+2008+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHFjmF6JI/AAAAAAAAApw/MZhtqZwNhW4/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253738232340146322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHFjmF6JI/AAAAAAAAApw/MZhtqZwNhW4/s320/San+Fran+2008+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHF6frdZI/AAAAAAAAAp4/vMmv14JkVbQ/s1600-h/San+Fran+2008+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253738238487262610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkHF6frdZI/AAAAAAAAAp4/vMmv14JkVbQ/s320/San+Fran+2008+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/261182483183230523-4389488301727309370?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4389488301727309370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=4389488301727309370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4389488301727309370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4389488301727309370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/10/10th-anniversay.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;10th Anniversay!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SOkUlZr2bGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/drB8kFAFM6Q/s72-c/stow+away.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-1218834216077342559</id><published>2008-09-22T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:02:45.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Luke'/><title type='text'>Feminine Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfGCe80JII/AAAAAAAAApI/ETZGRs-bWCo/s1600-h/362483510406_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248881636693779586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfGCe80JII/AAAAAAAAApI/ETZGRs-bWCo/s320/362483510406_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sis and cousin Reagan had a ball dressing him up like a White Fairy Princess. At first he wasn't too happy about it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(see the scowl)&lt;/span&gt; but eventually he decided to run &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in heels)&lt;/span&gt; with the idea and have a little fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfGCmgayjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/4sN8QnJ5XeI/s1600-h/242483510406_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248881638722161202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfGCmgayjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/4sN8QnJ5XeI/s320/242483510406_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too much fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfDXmIdPxI/AAAAAAAAAog/PnAgaWK3NTk/s1600-h/642483510406_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248878700864028434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfDXmIdPxI/AAAAAAAAAog/PnAgaWK3NTk/s320/642483510406_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't he &lt;em&gt;LOVELY&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfDYC3LYWI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZmchQcvpF4/s1600-h/137173510406_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248878708576182626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfDYC3LYWI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vZmchQcvpF4/s320/137173510406_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who knew that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spiderman's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has changed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from Peter Parker to "Tinkerbell"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfDYUOg5mI/AAAAAAAAAow/-SW1v5b8raI/s1600-h/752483510406_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248878713237464674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfDYUOg5mI/AAAAAAAAAow/-SW1v5b8raI/s320/752483510406_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Don't even know what to say about this one. other than &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Russ should be so Proud!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-1218834216077342559?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1218834216077342559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=1218834216077342559' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1218834216077342559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1218834216077342559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-afraid-to-explore-his-feminine-side.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Feminine Side&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNfGCe80JII/AAAAAAAAApI/ETZGRs-bWCo/s72-c/362483510406_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-6234115196866460918</id><published>2008-09-19T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:58:45.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is the Place state Park'/><title type='text'>This really is the Place!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was such a perfect day I couldn't stand to keep the kids at home and let it go to waste. I guess I'm getting a little bit antsy knowing that winter is around the corner and if this winter is going to be anything like the last, I want to spend as much time outside as humanly possible until the first snow. (regardless if there is laundry or cleaning to be done, because there's always tomorrow or the next day.... or the next..right?)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPUVvISBxI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/S3THrW7sQK8/s1600-h/DSC02670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247771460710303506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPUVvISBxI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/S3THrW7sQK8/s320/DSC02670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bailey had two of her friends from school &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over and we all jumped into the car and headed up to the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THIS IS THE PLACE state park. I have never been there but have always heard great things about it so we decided to give it a try. For $5 a child you get a wrist band with three punches on it that allows one pony ride, one pioneer craft, and one train ride. Well worth the money, if you ask me! We enjoyed ourselves so much, it has become one of my favorite outings with the kids. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPUV8_7BrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/odqOHgiKIeQ/s1600-h/DSC02672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247771464433338034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPUV8_7BrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/odqOHgiKIeQ/s320/DSC02672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the perfect weather with our friends Riley and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNwFJ7STI/AAAAAAAAAno/awRDgIGnUiA/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247764216717986098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNwFJ7STI/AAAAAAAAAno/awRDgIGnUiA/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Playing in the fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNwZWLTpI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5WZY1m90K7I/s1600-h/DSC02674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247764222138076818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNwZWLTpI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5WZY1m90K7I/s320/DSC02674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the fun was being able to see the way the Pioneer children lived and the chores that they were expected to do. We were lucky enough to get in on the action and help a real life Pioneer family pick apples for a pie. The kids couldn't get enough, I was suprised that they got such a kick out of it! Who would have thought that helping out with chores would be such a hit? They begged to see if we could find any more pioneers working in their gardens so we could be of some assistance. But unfortunately some other helpers beat us to it......maybe next time.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNwmb7VnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/NBdTZTgw-t4/s1600-h/DSC02676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pioneer Crafts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was impressed to see that Elmer's Glue and Crayola Markers were around back then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't imagine having to make Pinwheels with out them. Those pioneers thought of everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNw8fLs8I/AAAAAAAAAoA/DSecYEH6U5k/s1600-h/DSC02677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247764231571092418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNw8fLs8I/AAAAAAAAAoA/DSecYEH6U5k/s320/DSC02677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt; and Bug getting a little bit Creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNxIBU85I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AaSo4uYuJMU/s1600-h/DSC02678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247764234667094930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPNxIBU85I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AaSo4uYuJMU/s320/DSC02678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Showcasing our finished Pinwheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLTupfMuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/7tgfseLzHK8/s1600-h/DSC02684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247761530616754914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLTupfMuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/7tgfseLzHK8/s320/DSC02684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pioneer Batman Boy's Firehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLVeQy0xI/AAAAAAAAAnI/0ARbkVtU1Js/s1600-h/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247761560577954578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLVeQy0xI/AAAAAAAAAnI/0ARbkVtU1Js/s320/DSC02687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the highlights was playing in the Children's Village. Everything was just their size and they spent over an hour just running around and exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLWJ6Dy2I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/2g8tYmUbTGs/s1600-h/DSC02681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247761572293757794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLWJ6Dy2I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/2g8tYmUbTGs/s320/DSC02681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLWyKJVsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ZK95GcM6cw8/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247761583098648258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLWyKJVsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ZK95GcM6cw8/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Crazy Indians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLXTWtjoI/AAAAAAAAAng/YyHMQcegCts/s1600-h/DSC02693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247761592009723522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPLXTWtjoI/AAAAAAAAAng/YyHMQcegCts/s320/DSC02693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sitting "Indian" Style in a Tee Pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJVop0BCI/AAAAAAAAAmY/YcrFND3eT64/s1600-h/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247759364343989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJVop0BCI/AAAAAAAAAmY/YcrFND3eT64/s320/DSC02675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke could not figure out this puzzle........ it's a Pioneer Parking Spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJV2yP56I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Qcsxx3DXbBM/s1600-h/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247759368137467810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJV2yP56I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Qcsxx3DXbBM/s320/DSC02694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The "pony ride" just happened to be Big Horses which made it more exciting for the children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riley was quite the natural, she looked like a pro when the horses changed direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJWYgYK4I/AAAAAAAAAmo/PitEsBsux1Q/s1600-h/DSC02696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247759377189317506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJWYgYK4I/AAAAAAAAAmo/PitEsBsux1Q/s320/DSC02696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giddy UP Luke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; on "Lucky", he misunderstood the lady when she was telling us the names of the horses and thought he was riding his name-twin "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; the Horse".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJWtUs-fI/AAAAAAAAAmw/55WPpGdLvLg/s1600-h/DSC02697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247759382777494002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJWtUs-fI/AAAAAAAAAmw/55WPpGdLvLg/s320/DSC02697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Saydi&lt;/span&gt; riding "Lucky" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm willing to bet that she's been on a horse before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJWzsgF8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/LcQIlwBhyWU/s1600-h/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247759384487925698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPJWzsgF8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/LcQIlwBhyWU/s320/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey riding "Banjo", who by the way was the fastest horse in town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHk7ItEJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/eUCEZ54avyg/s1600-h/DSC02701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757427980177554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHk7ItEJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/eUCEZ54avyg/s320/DSC02701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is "Jack" the billy goat. He is part of the petting zoo and fast became one of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BFF's&lt;/span&gt;. I have never seen such a friendly petting zoo in all my life, you didn't need to walk up to any of the animals because they are all so tame they just walk on over to you. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHlApBaQI/AAAAAAAAAl4/aw-7vYfOQAk/s1600-h/DSC02705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757429457905922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHlApBaQI/AAAAAAAAAl4/aw-7vYfOQAk/s320/DSC02705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, Jack was mildly intimidated by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I think it was the batman shirt) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and took some coaxing to get him out into the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHluYYTEI/AAAAAAAAAmA/9GJe2X-_gFE/s1600-h/DSC02708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757441736133698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHluYYTEI/AAAAAAAAAmA/9GJe2X-_gFE/s320/DSC02708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley re-named every animal in the petting zoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe the new name she gave Jack was "Boo the billy goat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHmEhOIjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ytrwvUtf6vY/s1600-h/DSC02709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757447678796338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHmEhOIjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ytrwvUtf6vY/s320/DSC02709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack was a character and wanted to come home with us. The clever little fellow kept following us through the gate. When we finally slipped out with out him he stood at the gate and cried for us to come back and play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; adorable! It about broke all our hearts to leave him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHmdYHxzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Qch02NhQB4o/s1600-h/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757454351517490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SNPHmdYHxzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Qch02NhQB4o/s320/DSC02710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finished off the Day with a Train Ride and Tour around the Village. &lt;div align="center"&gt;The park was such a hands on experience for the kids. All in all they went to pioneer school class, visited the cabinet maker, did chores, visited the shaving parlor, danced the Virginia Reel, visited the blacksmith, and they even got to pull a hand cart. It was fun, educational and entertaining! It was a treat to actually experience pioneer life and compare it to our lives today. There was so much to do and see that we weren't able to fit it all in and so we are going back very soon. I hear Halloween is full of new activities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone that is up for the adventure let me know! &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/261182483183230523-6234115196866460918?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/6234115196866460918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=6234115196866460918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6234115196866460918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6234115196866460918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-place.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;This &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oZxAE95I/AAAAAAAAAlo/yoGgi947z1g/s320/sfx_CMYK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hero spotting is a new phenomenon around here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while Bailey is obsessed Princess’s,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is equally obsessed with all the Super Hero’s and it has become quite the "norm" at our place to spot famous faces flying ,crawling or just hanging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oOnIu1yI/AAAAAAAAAlA/HPcVz_5cQ0g/s1600-h/DSC02652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245963741189560098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oOnIu1yI/AAAAAAAAAlA/HPcVz_5cQ0g/s320/DSC02652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is not unusual for 3 or 4 different Hero’s to drop by our home in a single day&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oO66OTjI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jct5fPn5R64/s1600-h/DSC02654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245963746497416754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oO66OTjI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jct5fPn5R64/s320/DSC02654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes they are ones we recognize, like &lt;em&gt;The Batman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oPJVnfTI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Yc3VF6orF7w/s1600-h/DSC02656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245963750370409778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oPJVnfTI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Yc3VF6orF7w/s320/DSC02656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Superman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oPgov6_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/M84UjumLvHQ/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245963756624669682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oPgov6_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/M84UjumLvHQ/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;or Mighty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oPldo6uI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zDdon70ftSE/s1600-h/DSC02662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245963757920250594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oPldo6uI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zDdon70ftSE/s320/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Other times the Hero is an entirely new breed, an unusual mixture of every member of "The Justice League of Hero’s" all wrapped in one with phenomenal super powers that can accomplish absolutely anything! Luke has such an active imagination and surprises me everyday what he comes up with - like the "Indivisible Snake Boy", an invisible, silent emissary who does good and leaves gifts for those in need, one of my personal favorites.&lt;br /&gt;In fact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; reminds me a bit of a Super Hero he's got the intelligence, brute strength, advanced athletic ability, massive size &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(OK, so just his feet are considered above average right now)&lt;/span&gt; and an amazing heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is all fun and games but I'm trying to teach my little Super Hero&lt;br /&gt;that while costumes and capes are fantastic,&lt;br /&gt;if he continues to do good then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Every man can become a Superman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/261182483183230523-949920862101316683?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/949920862101316683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=949920862101316683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/949920862101316683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/949920862101316683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/phenomenon.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Phenomenon&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SM1oZxAE95I/AAAAAAAAAlo/yoGgi947z1g/s72-c/sfx_CMYK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-282894825763549495</id><published>2008-09-05T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:04:09.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mole'/><title type='text'>"Beauty Mark"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGkkjUklNI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7bMcVxev7QI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242652389099738322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGkkjUklNI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7bMcVxev7QI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took Bailey to see my brother-in-law Dr. Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to have a mole removed from the back of her leg. He had looked at it a few months ago and warned me that it was extremely dark and uneven around the edges, suspicious for someone her age and that it was important to get it removed before it could do her any harm. It's always better to be safe than sorry and who needs a &lt;em&gt;Beauty Mark&lt;/em&gt; on the back of their leg anyway. We are lucky to have a Dr in the family to keep tabs on all this stuff because I wouldn't have thought much about it, since she's a child. You only really hear about older people getting these things removed. So, Thank you Dr. Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGklNb2IzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z_aTfHaZErI/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242652400404538162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGklNb2IzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z_aTfHaZErI/s320/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was nervous about how she would do, besides a broken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tibia&lt;/span&gt; last year she's never had anything done like this before. She cried and screamed a little bit, mostly out of fear of the unknown I'm sure because &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mark was extremely gentle with her. O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all she surprised her mom and was very brave little girl. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Of course the M&amp;amp;M's from the staff and bribery of a new Doll of her choice also helped.)&lt;/span&gt; Mark gave her a love and some final instructions about how she needs to take it easy, no swimming and rough housing because she has stitches in the back of her leg. As we were walking out to the car she stops me in the middle of the parking lot and says, "But mom, you forgot to ask Dr. Mark if I can still dance." Yep, that's my girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-282894825763549495?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/282894825763549495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=282894825763549495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/282894825763549495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/282894825763549495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/mole.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Beauty Mark&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGkkjUklNI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7bMcVxev7QI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-1633049484197219108</id><published>2008-09-05T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:04:24.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovery School'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGczMGzy6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/0zyWN7bRTZQ/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242643844473015202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGczMGzy6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/0zyWN7bRTZQ/s320/DSC02601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bug has been waiting for this day all summer long! She's really missed her cute friends from class last year and has been looking forward to seeing them again. She loves going to "Rocket School" which is really Children's Discovery, they just have a Rocket ship on the play ground hence - "Rocket School". Her teachers are just darling and as Bailey told me when she got home, "Mom, they have really great hair." (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because at 4, that's her way of determining if they are "good" teachers. or not) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I let her pick out her own school clothes so as you can imagine everything is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P I N K , P I N K, P I N K ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;from head to toe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I have to admit I am grateful to have my girl home with me one more year and that she's not heading off for grade school just yet. (she barley missed the cut off date with an October B-day - next year she will be one of the oldest in her grade) I'm not ready for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kindergartner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; miss my good helper, not to mention her little brother would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; lost with out his best friend and playmate. Never the less she's growing up on me and there's nothing I can do about it other than enjoy every little moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-1633049484197219108?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1633049484197219108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=1633049484197219108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1633049484197219108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1633049484197219108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;First Day of School&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SMGczMGzy6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/0zyWN7bRTZQ/s72-c/DSC02601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-1298289647317248341</id><published>2008-09-03T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:04:48.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><title type='text'>First Visit to the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We visited our local Library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Trying to get the kiddies excited for back to school &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-school) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7sE9B4GjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/4iJ-UJEDntw/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241886586151901746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7sE9B4GjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/4iJ-UJEDntw/s320/DSC02503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Great Experience! However, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; needs to work a little on his Library Voice before we can go back.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bailey picked out a Fairy Princess chapter book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and Luke, "Curious George"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7sFz34JAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/pmS5y8upg2Y/s1600-h/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241886600873911298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7sFz34JAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/pmS5y8upg2Y/s320/DSC02504.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We love reading!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Some essentials in our Library are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Sylvester and the Magic Pebble" William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Steg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"King &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bidgood's&lt;/span&gt; in the Bathtub" Audrey Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Little Turtle and the Song of the Sea" Sheridan Cain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Bringing the Rain to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kapiti&lt;/span&gt; Plain" Verna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aardema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Frank was a Monster Who Wanted to Dance" Keith Graves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"I Ain't Gonna Paint No More" Karen Beaumont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pinkalicious&lt;/span&gt;" Victoria &amp;amp; Elizabeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Fancy Nancy" Jane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;O'connor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"How Do Dinosaurs Say Good Night?" Jane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yolen&lt;/span&gt; and Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Teague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Parts" Tedd Arnold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"I Love you Forever" Robert N. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Munsch&lt;/span&gt; and Sheila &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;McGraw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/261182483183230523-1298289647317248341?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1298289647317248341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=1298289647317248341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1298289647317248341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1298289647317248341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-visit-to-library.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;First Visit to the Library&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7sE9B4GjI/AAAAAAAAAjA/4iJ-UJEDntw/s72-c/DSC02503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-8451514294971922076</id><published>2008-09-03T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:10:18.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogle Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We love spending time with our little cousin Dylan! We were lucky to have him sleep over Saturday night. The next day we went to the Hogle Zoo. It was absolutely perfect weather but, note to self, don't try going over Labor Day weekend next year - way too many people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lgYsfhYI/AAAAAAAAAig/qT0HyWdl5IY/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879360853476738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lgYsfhYI/AAAAAAAAAig/qT0HyWdl5IY/s320/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Riding the Choo Choo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lgsQGQGI/AAAAAAAAAio/IRTLSWEzRd0/s1600-h/DSC02570.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879366103089250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lgsQGQGI/AAAAAAAAAio/IRTLSWEzRd0/s320/DSC02570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Looking at Salamanders - Luke thought he saw Barbies Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lhE3iipI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qPHigsR1n7Y/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879372710972050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lhE3iipI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qPHigsR1n7Y/s320/DSC02575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Our favorite part was the Albino Alligator - we walked through the exhibit 3 times - I'm convinced he's made of plastic because he never moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lha9UfyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3OA2Hx7a20g/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879378640797474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lha9UfyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3OA2Hx7a20g/s320/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Gator Boy - its a new Exhibit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j5z4xjoI/AAAAAAAAAh4/6EwOrMY-8r0/s1600-h/DSC02577.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877598626221698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j5z4xjoI/AAAAAAAAAh4/6EwOrMY-8r0/s320/DSC02577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j6TzI4WI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZemYOdFw_t0/s1600-h/DSC02579.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877607192519010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j6TzI4WI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZemYOdFw_t0/s320/DSC02579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Riding the new Carousel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j6zk4wpI/AAAAAAAAAiI/o5cN5mhOfMQ/s1600-h/DSC02580.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877615722676882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j6zk4wpI/AAAAAAAAAiI/o5cN5mhOfMQ/s320/DSC02580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Luke on a Sea Otter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j7J5vTvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_wSq5dqrs9w/s1600-h/DSC02581.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877621715717874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j7J5vTvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_wSq5dqrs9w/s320/DSC02581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cutie Pie Dylan playing in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j7Y7JiZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XC0JyhT8EMg/s1600-h/DSC02588.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877625748162962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7j7Y7JiZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XC0JyhT8EMg/s320/DSC02588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-8451514294971922076?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/8451514294971922076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=8451514294971922076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/8451514294971922076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/8451514294971922076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/hogle-zoo.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Hogle Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7lgYsfhYI/AAAAAAAAAig/qT0HyWdl5IY/s72-c/DSC02569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7000324352408407463</id><published>2008-09-03T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:11:45.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Gateway/Discovery Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZwuhX5cI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WAl45aFk7II/s1600-h/DSC02519.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866447450793410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZwuhX5cI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WAl45aFk7II/s320/DSC02519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Best Buddies Bailey the Bug and Reagie the Roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZxFee_tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/E5t6KipVNtw/s1600-h/DSC02526.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866453612691154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZxFee_tI/AAAAAAAAAgw/E5t6KipVNtw/s320/DSC02526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Luke the Hungry Police Man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Luke had gone over to the pretend Grocery store and made himself a fake sandwich, with cheese and tomato, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;that he is carting around in the back of the Police car just in case he gets hungry while he is saving people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZxupRuvI/AAAAAAAAAg4/-g6jet8c2g0/s1600-h/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866464663812850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZxupRuvI/AAAAAAAAAg4/-g6jet8c2g0/s320/DSC02531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The kids put on a cute play at the Discovery Museum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When I asked Bailey about it she said it was called, &lt;strong&gt;"The Frog&lt;/strong&gt; (Bailey), &lt;strong&gt;the Mermaid&lt;/strong&gt; (Reagan) &lt;strong&gt;and the Angry Eskimo&lt;/strong&gt; (Luke) not sure if this one is going to make it to Broadway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7Zx-AJCqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/krdDf62eMGI/s1600-h/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866468786244258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7Zx-AJCqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/krdDf62eMGI/s320/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Singing "Bringing home a Baby Bumble Bee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZyGyMqBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GX0kGSPbRgA/s1600-h/DSC02541.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866471143680018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZyGyMqBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GX0kGSPbRgA/s320/DSC02541.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bubble class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XfMyrG6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/L5DKXrJ-CzI/s1600-h/DSC02548.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863947315518370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XfMyrG6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/L5DKXrJ-CzI/s320/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Playing out in the water one last time before school starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XftlE0PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/N_mxqQzDwE4/s1600-h/DSC02550.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863956116852978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XftlE0PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/N_mxqQzDwE4/s320/DSC02550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Busy Cole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I've never seen anything hold his attention for so long - he loved the fountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XfxnWpvI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/clGQthJg0fg/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863957200152306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XfxnWpvI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/clGQthJg0fg/s320/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Warming up in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XgWMWxcI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nzEHEAdm_JA/s1600-h/DSC02551.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863967019025858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XgWMWxcI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nzEHEAdm_JA/s320/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XgptvsvI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6QlrwNyT-5w/s1600-h/DSC02555.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863972259345138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7XgptvsvI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6QlrwNyT-5w/s320/DSC02555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It seems like every post ends with a Bailey dance so I guess it is appropriate that this is the last picture of the summer - goodbye to Swimming suits, AC, bare feet and warm weather. Hello to Pre-school, library visits, falling leaves and pumpkins. Looking forward to getting on a better schedule and heading into my favorite time of year - AUTUMN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-7000324352408407463?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7000324352408407463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7000324352408407463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7000324352408407463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7000324352408407463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-to-summer.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye to Summer&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SL7ZwuhX5cI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WAl45aFk7II/s72-c/DSC02519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-5520614514804127030</id><published>2008-08-27T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:12:10.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing with the Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFggoiuTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5W6jWoxbbNY/s1600-h/IMG_5302%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240535077730610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFggoiuTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5W6jWoxbbNY/s320/IMG_5302%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Family night at SnowBird fishing with the Bells. We caught so many fish the novelty of reeling it in completely wore off. The kids were more interested in chasing a gofer and eating "Oreo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cakesters&lt;/span&gt;" by the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFg2NlvTI/AAAAAAAAAfA/H_er9nE6XVE/s1600-h/IMG_5317%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240540870262066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFg2NlvTI/AAAAAAAAAfA/H_er9nE6XVE/s320/IMG_5317%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; I however never lost interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFg8pp6yI/AAAAAAAAAfI/vdMyq6XXLzY/s1600-h/IMG_5337%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240542598589218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFg8pp6yI/AAAAAAAAAfI/vdMyq6XXLzY/s320/IMG_5337%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;There was a concert in the park that we got to listen to as we were walking around the grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFhPHblcI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aOqQkTEm4fE/s1600-h/IMG_5338%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240547555317186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFhPHblcI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/aOqQkTEm4fE/s320/IMG_5338%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; and Brandon dancing to the groovy tunes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-5520614514804127030?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/5520614514804127030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=5520614514804127030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/5520614514804127030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/5520614514804127030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/fishing-with-bells.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Fishing with the Bells&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLWFggoiuTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5W6jWoxbbNY/s72-c/IMG_5302%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-1815096247378683721</id><published>2008-08-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:12:35.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty Park - Last Hurrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9nhdZpII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LoqMj0bwqhU/s1600-h/DSC02420.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231859465495682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9nhdZpII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LoqMj0bwqhU/s320/DSC02420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Riding the Ferris Wheel with Cort and Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9oN3aExI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TzQSHzZlKZY/s1600-h/DSC02441.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231871385735954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9oN3aExI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TzQSHzZlKZY/s320/DSC02441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Eating our fave Snow cones - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Flavor and Bugs new favorite is "Tiger's Blood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9o43_AcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cabvSedITF4/s1600-h/DSC02443.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231882930880962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9o43_AcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cabvSedITF4/s320/DSC02443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Cooling off in the waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9pBEBSdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5tcyU5ocN68/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231885128845778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9pBEBSdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5tcyU5ocN68/s320/DSC02444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Luke flexing his "Daddy Muscles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9prpmDDI/AAAAAAAAAew/FSjlyDKhtJ8/s1600-h/DSC02446.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231896560733234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9prpmDDI/AAAAAAAAAew/FSjlyDKhtJ8/s320/DSC02446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Listening to the "Hair Dog" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rockin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Roll band in the park - they were pretty good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV7vOKUsaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_4TNn-bMHy0/s1600-h/DSC02452.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239229792700903842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV7vOKUsaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_4TNn-bMHy0/s320/DSC02452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rockin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out to the cool music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's almost ridiculous the number of places and things we've done this summer, but that's the reason I stay home with my kids - to spend quality time with them and help them experience every thing. We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; blessed to have a dad that works so hard so I can be home to enjoy and have have fun with my little kids. We had so many fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;outings&lt;/span&gt; and as always there is never enough time to get in everything that we had planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-1815096247378683721?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1815096247378683721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=1815096247378683721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1815096247378683721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1815096247378683721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/liberty-park-last-hurrah.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Liberty Park - Last Hurrah&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLV9nhdZpII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LoqMj0bwqhU/s72-c/DSC02420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-499029602851664596</id><published>2008-08-26T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:12:51.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Park City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Heath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6Uu7-iOI/AAAAAAAAAdI/4bHwcTGPAe4/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239087500642650338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6Uu7-iOI/AAAAAAAAAdI/4bHwcTGPAe4/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Aunt Stacie and Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6U9GuA5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/or3wkFxLsKU/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239087504445801362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6U9GuA5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/or3wkFxLsKU/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6U_jL8AI/AAAAAAAAAdY/aApts2a8kPs/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239087505102073858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6U_jL8AI/AAAAAAAAAdY/aApts2a8kPs/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Em and Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6VJmiyXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/YHiDgfHywik/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239087507800508786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6VJmiyXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/YHiDgfHywik/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hLWOpVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/2sblYJSwlaw/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239086614915753298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hLWOpVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/2sblYJSwlaw/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hGSrK3I/AAAAAAAAAco/vDc6Ikda-do/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239086613558668146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hGSrK3I/AAAAAAAAAco/vDc6Ikda-do/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Face Painting -&lt;br /&gt;Bailey wanted to be a puppy dog - she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; wanted to do her whole body but I talked her into just the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hUDefSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/BZ2kxEpu-5M/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239086617253018914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hUDefSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/BZ2kxEpu-5M/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Always the super Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hb3cNtI/AAAAAAAAAc4/BT1QqxyBZcs/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239086619350021842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hb3cNtI/AAAAAAAAAc4/BT1QqxyBZcs/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hWl0LTI/AAAAAAAAAdA/F6sFBltHj_E/s1600-h/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239086617933917490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT5hWl0LTI/AAAAAAAAAdA/F6sFBltHj_E/s320/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; A few weeks ago Russ and John Paul went fishing on the green River for a few days which left me alone with the kiddies so my girlfriend Heather and I decided to pack them all up and go spend a fun weekend in Park City. We were even lucky enough to have Heath's little sister Stacie, who my kids now call Aunt Stacie, join us. We rode both the Alpine coaster and slide, ate Pizza, bought treats at the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory and had a sleepover at the Marriott Hotel. There just happened to be a Farmers market on Main street the next day so we took our time walking through and the kids got their faces painted. We all had a great time and we are looking forward to doing it again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-499029602851664596?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/499029602851664596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=499029602851664596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/499029602851664596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/499029602851664596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-in-park-city.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Weekend in Park City&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT6Uu7-iOI/AAAAAAAAAdI/4bHwcTGPAe4/s72-c/Overnight_Trip_in_Park_City_(July_12_%26_13,_2008)_005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7424587138912879203</id><published>2008-08-26T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:13:10.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Look at that form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2ILfHcyI/AAAAAAAAAcA/RWXmyku0SZo/s1600-h/DSC02291.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239082886921417506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2ILfHcyI/AAAAAAAAAcA/RWXmyku0SZo/s320/DSC02291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Pointed toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2IIsYzWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zDq9MS327TU/s1600-h/DSC02295.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239082886171774306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2IIsYzWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zDq9MS327TU/s320/DSC02295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I have to say at two he's got quite a "Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Phelps-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; quality about him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2IRQSQ5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/pp6gXJEJ5jU/s1600-h/DSC02279.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239082888469824402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2IRQSQ5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/pp6gXJEJ5jU/s320/DSC02279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Doing pretty good for such a little guy - So proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2IaoUTNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/vOIVU8Mv-a4/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239082890986540242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2IaoUTNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/vOIVU8Mv-a4/s320/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have just finished their second year of swimming lessons and boy can they swim. Bug can jump off the diving board and swim underwater just like a mermaid with her eyes open. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can do everything his big sister can, no fear what so ever! We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a lot of opportunities to practice our skills this summer at the Murray pool, Park City, Hot Lava (Lava Hot Springs), Bear Lake and we get to finish it off with a bang at Lake Powell. Thanks to to the kind and patient &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lyons, the best swim teacher ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="quickedit" title="Edit" onclick="'return" href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;amp;widgetType=Text&amp;amp;widgetId=Text5&amp;amp;action=editWidget" target="configText5"&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/261182483183230523-7424587138912879203?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7424587138912879203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7424587138912879203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7424587138912879203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7424587138912879203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/swimming-lessons.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Swimming Lessons&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLT2ILfHcyI/AAAAAAAAAcA/RWXmyku0SZo/s72-c/DSC02291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-4488679964251765746</id><published>2008-08-26T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:13:29.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Bear Lake - Taylor Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTmCEqnpsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XzVoy39MkSc/s1600-h/CIMG0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239065189825357506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTmCEqnpsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XzVoy39MkSc/s320/CIMG0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; We spent an adventure filled weekend at Bear Lake with all our cousins. When I say &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; our cousins I mean &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; 20 of them - soon to be 22 (mind you Russ has 2 brothers and 3 sisters) Russ brought the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the kids to play around on and they were all so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt; to take turns and watch out for one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTekn3bhTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OPzp8nNEJSM/s1600-h/CIMG0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056987296859442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTekn3bhTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OPzp8nNEJSM/s320/CIMG0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Some highlights of our trip were: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Holding baby Grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Making yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;S'mores&lt;/span&gt; around the fire pit/sand box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Relaxing on the porch and swinging on the hammock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Raspberry Shakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Playing in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Visiting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Minnetonka&lt;/span&gt; Cave - Luke looked for the Bat Man but decided that he must have been saving someone, dang it, maybe next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Boating - thanks to Lynne and Mark for bringing the boat and allowing everyone to have a turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Grandma Georgie's Gourmet Breakfasts (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Excellent Dinners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Taylor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Peloton&lt;/span&gt; - I know seriously, the Brothers rode "Tour De France" style around the Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Spending time with the people that we love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Our vertically challenged cousin Jake&lt;br /&gt;No really he just got stuck in a hole -He got in so deep that the Big strong dads had to get him out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTeanRRRBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qH3vzMbNYls/s1600-h/CIMG0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056815338112018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTeanRRRBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qH3vzMbNYls/s320/CIMG0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Luke, Russ, Isaac, Riley and Dave relaxing in the warm shallow water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTean5eqUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/buQkANGLzlg/s1600-h/CIMG0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056815506762050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTean5eqUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/buQkANGLzlg/s320/CIMG0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Claire and Reagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTearkpnHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ZE1queXUwTM/s1600-h/CIMG0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056816493141106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTearkpnHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ZE1queXUwTM/s320/CIMG0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ry guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTeax_oQ8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/RPSyr6nWvNc/s1600-h/CIMG0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056818216911810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTeax_oQ8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/RPSyr6nWvNc/s320/CIMG0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bathing Beauties Claire and Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTea0Fzm-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/k6Yd6x-F3lg/s1600-h/CIMG0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239056818779692002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTea0Fzm-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/k6Yd6x-F3lg/s320/CIMG0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-4488679964251765746?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4488679964251765746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=4488679964251765746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4488679964251765746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4488679964251765746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/2008-bear-lake-taylor-family-vacation.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;2008 Bear Lake - Taylor Family Vacation&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTmCEqnpsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XzVoy39MkSc/s72-c/CIMG0879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7061065295913443124</id><published>2008-08-26T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:13:49.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Money For Nyoman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjicK3UFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vMbbNp4H6Bw/s1600-h/DSC02359.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238992078611370066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjicK3UFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vMbbNp4H6Bw/s320/DSC02359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Last week Bailey, my mom and I went to help support &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Myle&lt;/span&gt; and experience the Night out for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nyoman&lt;/span&gt;. It was so much fun, not only to get dressed up and have a girls night out but to know that what you are doing is helping someone in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSji2CMFMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pRzfXEbyKj8/s1600-h/DSC02360.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238992085554304194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSji2CMFMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pRzfXEbyKj8/s320/DSC02360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Myle&lt;/span&gt; had live music, great food, pedicures,(which Bailey took full advantage of) and totally awesome deals in the store. Thanks to everyone who helped:) and it's not to late for those of you that would still like to make a difference in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nyoman's&lt;/span&gt; life - No donation is too large or small please send to - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Myle&lt;/span&gt; Walsh 312 E 300 N Midway Utah 84049&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjEx4NGGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/L03rcTJ2auU/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238991569042610274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjEx4NGGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/L03rcTJ2auU/s320/DSC02331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Something happened recently that made me really proud of Bug. One day I received an email from my good friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Myle&lt;/span&gt; Walsh (the wonderful lady that I went to Bali with) about a fundraiser she is holding to help buy a vehicle for an Indonesian man named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nyoman&lt;/span&gt;. Bailey asked me to read her the invite and it sounded something like this;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nyoman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pada&lt;/span&gt; is a wonderful Father of 3, husband and good friend! He scrapes out a living by driving and working in the rice fields near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ubud&lt;/span&gt;, Bali. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nyoman&lt;/span&gt; is in dire need of a new vehicle that will help him attract customers - his present van is old and run down (I can attest to that since it broke down on my trip) Competition in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ubud&lt;/span&gt; is fierce- and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nyoman&lt;/span&gt; is finding it more and more difficult to attract business. It takes about $2700.00 to buy him a new vehicle and in doing so he will become the village bus, medical supply runner, ambulance, taxi and it will enable him to work year round and supply for his family. " I met him on my trip and he is a very kind humble man. After reading Bailey the story and explaining what a fund raiser is for, she quietly slipped upstairs and began coloring a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Nyoman&lt;/span&gt; and his new car, took an envelope out side and ran around the neighborhood (little brother and dog in tow) knocking on doors collecting her cute little heart out. When she finally came home she had a little over $70.00 to send off to Bali. I've never been so proud of her - It is a special gift to think of others and do kind things for them, she has one big heart!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjFFPomuI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/sweY9vtTXoI/s1600-h/DSC02329.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238991574241155810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjFFPomuI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/sweY9vtTXoI/s320/DSC02329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My little activist collecting door to door with little brother and Dog in tow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-7061065295913443124?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7061065295913443124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7061065295913443124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7061065295913443124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7061065295913443124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/raising-money-for-nyoman.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Raising Money For Nyoman&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLSjicK3UFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vMbbNp4H6Bw/s72-c/DSC02359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-7702166159455175330</id><published>2008-08-22T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:14:30.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK70DK13feI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7WP3H8tU8nE/s1600-h/DSC02478.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237391751965539810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK70DK13feI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7WP3H8tU8nE/s320/DSC02478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; We spent Monday afternoon at Classic Skating with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt;, Sunny and the kids. We were all laughing our heads off because we remember back in the day when Aunt Sue would drop us off there, each with $5, to skate and hang out at the water slides all day long. Pretty funny to see ourselves there now with children, who would have thought. The place hasn't changed much in 15 years, they still have nasty black flannel on the walls, bright pink bathrooms, $1.00 hot dogs, gum under the concession stands, glow in the dark carpet, uneven seems on the slides - oh, the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zlPzE8TI/AAAAAAAAAXo/394QPa7DtDI/s1600-h/DSC02482.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237391237899940146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zlPzE8TI/AAAAAAAAAXo/394QPa7DtDI/s320/DSC02482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Kids loved it! We actually had a great time, it was the perfect place for our kids age group. I could sit on the hill and watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; in the kiddie pool while Bailey ventured out on the big water slides. It's not cool enough for all the teenagers or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-teens so we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;had the place pretty much to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zlZQ9F0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/HrgI_GobfpQ/s1600-h/DSC02484.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237391240441173826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zlZQ9F0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/HrgI_GobfpQ/s320/DSC02484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bug, Brooklyn, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aj&lt;/span&gt; and Jagger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zltkie4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/lOsp4VeG55g/s1600-h/DSC02488.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237391245892025218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zltkie4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/lOsp4VeG55g/s320/DSC02488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can tell who the baby is, he is surrounded by little mothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zmNiDGqI/AAAAAAAAAYA/krM3bQ6GiXs/s1600-h/DSC02471.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237391254471514786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zmNiDGqI/AAAAAAAAAYA/krM3bQ6GiXs/s320/DSC02471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Luke and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aj&lt;/span&gt; really wanted to get out on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zmR3j7bI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HH11bmhKuog/s1600-h/DSC02473.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237391255635488178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7zmR3j7bI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HH11bmhKuog/s320/DSC02473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a fun day with our Cousins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-7702166159455175330?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/7702166159455175330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=7702166159455175330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7702166159455175330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/7702166159455175330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/classic.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;That&apos;s Classic&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK70DK13feI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7WP3H8tU8nE/s72-c/DSC02478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-3191690514530815258</id><published>2008-08-19T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:14:48.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGOON -  It's What Fun Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGDqt9-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/XxuY2nb9pWE/s1600-h/DSC02365.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385204509571042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGDqt9-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/XxuY2nb9pWE/s320/DSC02365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Russ has been working a lot this summer which is great, I'm thankful that he's busy, but with him being gone so much, it makes it hard sometimes to get things accomplished with two small children. So I called in the reinforcements - Madison and Cortlyn, our cute older cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGUr5I1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/HdWP530LYdU/s1600-h/DSC02374.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385209077900114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGUr5I1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/HdWP530LYdU/s320/DSC02374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Last Thursday night we had a sleepover and we made a deal that if they helped me clean up and organize the kids’ playroom that I would take them the following day to Lagoon. Talk about results, we now have one super duper organized playroom. Thanks Cort and Madison we love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGzpwZpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Yclfv0ZEVeE/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385217390438034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGzpwZpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Yclfv0ZEVeE/s320/DSC02376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Waiting in line at Pioneer Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uHYumObI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KmkEZtAc7ug/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385227342854578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uHYumObI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KmkEZtAc7ug/s320/DSC02382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;My college Roommate Heather met us there with her family - Stacy, Kaylie and her mom (the best sport ever in my book) Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uH4f0wDI/AAAAAAAAAXg/sFyhVjG18QU/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385235870826546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uH4f0wDI/AAAAAAAAAXg/sFyhVjG18QU/s320/DSC02401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; My Iron-man and the Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sDdb-7LI/AAAAAAAAAWY/IsiHlhiN9uQ/s1600-h/DSC02385.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382960864226482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sDdb-7LI/AAAAAAAAAWY/IsiHlhiN9uQ/s320/DSC02385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sD6dvuwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ITB1Yw-FyS8/s1600-h/DSC02386.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382968656247554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sD6dvuwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ITB1Yw-FyS8/s320/DSC02386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Getting wet on another ride - how do those jeans feel Heath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sEb0JTZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ucXxETYUT_M/s1600-h/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382977608568210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sEb0JTZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ucXxETYUT_M/s320/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We were at Lagoon until 11pm and the next day Russ got up and did a Half-Iron-Man, unbelievable? No, not even surprising after all he is Russell Taylor. By the way his finishing time was 2hours 14 minutes, not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sE79w_eI/AAAAAAAAAWw/jUeROVYTVqI/s1600-h/DSC02394.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382986238852578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sE79w_eI/AAAAAAAAAWw/jUeROVYTVqI/s320/DSC02394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Brave kids on Puff the roller coaster- notice Kaylie's arms straight up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sFBBmgII/AAAAAAAAAW4/12k-s0cGg9k/s1600-h/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382987597119618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7sFBBmgII/AAAAAAAAAW4/12k-s0cGg9k/s320/DSC02398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Luke was in absolute heaven behind the wheel of his own little car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7ov1qSKBI/AAAAAAAAAVg/eDnkqpMf7eI/s1600-h/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237379325234391058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7ov1qSKBI/AAAAAAAAAVg/eDnkqpMf7eI/s320/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; I guess this is what we have to look forward to in a 10 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7owK3ZFNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JiJGQUH-vJA/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237379330926515410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7owK3ZFNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JiJGQUH-vJA/s320/DSC02416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Luke asked me to put my hand on his tummy to see if I could feel anything funny. I'm pretty sure he was talking about having butterflies in his stomach but when I asked him about this he laughed and said, "No Mom, I didn't eat butterflies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7owhyVVLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QIIh-QqKUnY/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237379337079313586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7owhyVVLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QIIh-QqKUnY/s320/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Its hard to see in this photo because it's so dark (I know I need to get a new camera) but Russ won the kids an armload of stuffed animals. He loves to test himself athletically, especially when there is a bet or a prize involved. We had so many animals it was hard to get them all in the car, we seriously considered leaving a child or two at Lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-3191690514530815258?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3191690514530815258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=3191690514530815258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3191690514530815258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3191690514530815258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/lagoon-its-what-fun-is.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;LAGOON -  It&apos;s What Fun Is&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SK7uGDqt9-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/XxuY2nb9pWE/s72-c/DSC02365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-3791497626205982928</id><published>2008-08-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:47:13.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Family Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtH80jhtFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lFmXjJCw_60/s1600-h/DSC02354.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236358101973709906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtH80jhtFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lFmXjJCw_60/s320/DSC02354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Slider the snake has been a member of our family for about 4 months. I am terrified of snakes and so is Russ but the kids love him and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it or not he really is an easy pet. It's been a great learning experience for the kids to feed him and to watch him shed his skin. In fact the day he shed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; totally freaked out because he thought Slider was throwing up. It's kind of been like a Science Lab in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtHOwFeMXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/J47nYWKAJYU/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236357310499926386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtHOwFeMXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/J47nYWKAJYU/s320/DSC02370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; We have a new edition to our family thanks to Bailey Bug Taylor. I don't know what it is about that girl but she seems to find every injured, helpless animal within a 20 mile radius and wants to bring them home and love them back to good health&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.(one of the many things I love so much about her)&lt;/span&gt; I took the kids to the park about a week ago to have a picnic and play on the play ground, we hadn't been there 15 minutes when Bug runs out of the bathrooms in tears because there was a salamander curled up in the corner that she absolutely had to save. She grabbed my McDonald's cup, threw out my ice and coke and marched back into the bathroom - the rest is history and now we have a beautiful, healthy salamander named Barbie, who eats very small crickets that I have to go buy at Pets Mart once a week:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-3791497626205982928?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/3791497626205982928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=3791497626205982928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3791497626205982928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/3791497626205982928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/taylor-family-zoo.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Family Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtH80jhtFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lFmXjJCw_60/s72-c/DSC02354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-4707851176688005361</id><published>2008-08-11T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:15:25.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtEIlVjzMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/eD29si_zqUo/s1600-h/DSC02351.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236353906000514242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtEIlVjzMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/eD29si_zqUo/s320/DSC02351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKB7ESW7wMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PuNoMQOW3NI/s1600-h/100_4958.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233318080582238402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKB7ESW7wMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PuNoMQOW3NI/s320/100_4958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm quickly discovering some of the differences between raising girls vs. boys (besides of course the obvious) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Potty training is such a great example - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt; it was pretty easy, pull off the bottom half of clothing, jump up on the throne and do your business (which we are so proud of him for and continue to praise him about!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For Bug it was all a huge production that required keen fashion sense, superb cooking skills, athletic ability and patience, patience, patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-4707851176688005361?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/4707851176688005361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=4707851176688005361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4707851176688005361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/4707851176688005361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/potty-training.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Potty Training&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKtEIlVjzMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/eD29si_zqUo/s72-c/DSC02351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-1858531644984505710</id><published>2008-08-07T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:17:03.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Five, Six, seven, eight, Liz's shoes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - my costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4DUTILI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yjmZmVPdaGI/s1600-h/IMG_1292%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233755476014080178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4DUTILI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yjmZmVPdaGI/s320/IMG_1292%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So you think You can dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4OWpYvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pixdw5cCqqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1293%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233755478976717554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4OWpYvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pixdw5cCqqQ/s320/IMG_1293%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Yeah, Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4RNDXaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z_bhHCGmn8M/s1600-h/Emily.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233755479741783458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4RNDXaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z_bhHCGmn8M/s320/Emily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hiding out in the back of the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4XzCV-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cfimyTOB1mk/s1600-h/IMG_1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233755481511712738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4XzCV-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cfimyTOB1mk/s320/IMG_1278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing for pinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4h6TtuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/z1lR9J0mOdE/s1600-h/IMG_5230%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233755484226565858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4h6TtuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/z1lR9J0mOdE/s320/IMG_5230%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Amanda aka the Big Cheese, Bree, Liz, Em and Bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYbap3LI/AAAAAAAAAPA/BPz43wDuwEE/s1600-h/IMG_1285%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233754932727372978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYbap3LI/AAAAAAAAAPA/BPz43wDuwEE/s320/IMG_1285%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Fire in the Hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYnRrAlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/CnNlfj4uDsg/s1600-h/IMG_5221%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233754935910924882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYnRrAlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/CnNlfj4uDsg/s320/IMG_5221%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Illegal fireworks are fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYkAN29I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NC84m0k1w0Y/s1600-h/IMG_5227%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233754935032404946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYkAN29I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/NC84m0k1w0Y/s320/IMG_5227%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-sac of Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIY0-1_KI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bCuziuXMtD4/s1600-h/IMG_1281%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233754939590048930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIY0-1_KI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bCuziuXMtD4/s320/IMG_1281%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Honestly, Russ just needed a little light for Clean Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYzAbaEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5swkfeFUe_w/s1600-h/IMG_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233754939059824706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKIIYzAbaEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5swkfeFUe_w/s320/IMG_1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fire...............Ha, ha, ha FIRE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I've seriously been contemplating this post - as it contains material inappropriate for children. Just want every one to know that no animals or humans were injured in the process, unless you want to count the personal injury by humiliating myself in old Drill Team costumes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;which I am now just overcoming..........&lt;br /&gt;We had an amazing 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks to our good friends and neighbors the Bells and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mackay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes the spontaneous get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the best and I have to say that this one ranks up there among my favorites. Russ had bought some fireworks in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. on our way home from Bear Lake and it would have been such a waste to not share them with someone. We literally lit the neighborhood on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-1858531644984505710?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/1858531644984505710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=1858531644984505710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1858531644984505710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/1858531644984505710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/july-24th.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;July 24th&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SKII4DUTILI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yjmZmVPdaGI/s72-c/IMG_1292%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261182483183230523.post-6484723782555684404</id><published>2008-08-07T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:20:59.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orem City Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Boys in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; City Fire Engine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzUrAyyvI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QBRD9LJNxWk/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239079803007716082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzUrAyyvI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QBRD9LJNxWk/s320/DSC02310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Luke and Dylan on the Mum Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzUxRXhMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ze-10GlbUPE/s1600-h/DSC02323.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239079804687844546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzUxRXhMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ze-10GlbUPE/s320/DSC02323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bug and friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaylie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzVBh8mXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yuJNz0w1idw/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239079809052350834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzVBh8mXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yuJNz0w1idw/s320/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lukie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the big slide all by himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzVKhi1XI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fFCxvzD69zE/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239079811466581362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzVKhi1XI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fFCxvzD69zE/s320/DSC02320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Em and D on the slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzVOlwsuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gFGXQCE1aYE/s1600-h/DSC02322.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239079812558009058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzVOlwsuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gFGXQCE1aYE/s320/DSC02322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you that don't know, I grew up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Good'ol&lt;/span&gt; Utah County. I lived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; for most of my life and as it may &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; you, I actually loved it! In fact, I still miss a lot about it like the wonderful  friends and neighbors that have become more like family over the years. I miss autumn in the canyon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Stratton's&lt;/span&gt; Fruit Stand, eating fish and chips by the river, the view of Mt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Timpanogos&lt;/span&gt; right out my kitchen window, Bridal Veil Falls, Cascade Springs, climbing Rock canyon, fishing the Provo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Crandall's&lt;/span&gt; Apple Cider, running the Utah County trails, golfing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tri&lt;/span&gt;-City and just being familiar with everything and everyone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; was a great little community to grow up in. After living there for over 20 years I became pretty rooted which gave me an amazing support system in friends, family, church and community. I really felt a part of things. So, now that I have moved north I still try to make it down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; City Festival every year to show my kids the home where I grew up, spend some time with my little brother Kyle and his son Dylan (who both still live there) and enjoy the amusements and fireworks of the "Fest". I have to say it is a little nostalgic to be there, I have memories attached to &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; , plus I always thought that I would just live and raise my family there. I hope that my children will feel as much a part of things here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Holliday&lt;/span&gt; that I felt growing up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/261182483183230523-6484723782555684404?l=taylorfam4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/feeds/6484723782555684404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=261182483183230523&amp;postID=6484723782555684404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6484723782555684404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/261182483183230523/posts/default/6484723782555684404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorfam4.blogspot.com/2008/08/orem-city-days.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Orem City Days&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02554050742333622658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ICUZcMUt8E/SLTzUrAyyvI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QBRD9LJNxWk/s72-c/DSC02310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
