<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:01:33.422-07:00</updated><category term='math homeschool'/><title type='text'>Bart &amp; Jen Palmer Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3514522078746643078</id><published>2009-11-17T08:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:40:55.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>This morning Benjamin rolled over. It may not seem like a big deal and I'm pretty sure that children number 3, 4, and 5 didn't see such a flurry of excitement. After our first two we were pretty content to let things happen as they happen and content to see them finally, um, happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;      I can't say Ben has spent much time on the floor (scary as a sixth child), or that I've been practicing with him,  but seeing him perform this milestone was a miracle for me and something I've been anticipating for about a month.&lt;br /&gt;   After the first time we all gathered around and cheered as we made him perform for whomever had missed it. It's amazing the lift this small act gave me. I now know:&lt;br /&gt;1. He won't always be just a few months old, small, and susceptible.&lt;br /&gt;2. He is growing just fine.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although the doctors talked about a potential need for physical therapists and such, my gut feeling is so far true, loving parents and 5 cheering siblings are all he needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3514522078746643078?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3514522078746643078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3514522078746643078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3514522078746643078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3514522078746643078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2319797416705776360</id><published>2009-11-09T15:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:36:49.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why life is hard.......for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifC7B0GPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XAsnxOi1iVc/s1600-h/Photo+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifC7B0GPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XAsnxOi1iVc/s320/Photo+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402242625584765170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifCppwK2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HuWaov41sMc/s1600-h/Photo+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifCppwK2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HuWaov41sMc/s320/Photo+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402242620920441698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifCV2U3gI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MQBEVnphfsI/s1600-h/Photo+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifCV2U3gI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MQBEVnphfsI/s320/Photo+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402242615604469250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifB1AmPLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hfme1aZoado/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifB1AmPLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hfme1aZoado/s320/Photo+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402242606789180594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifBjsIPZI/AAAAAAAAALw/v7zytiXM45Q/s1600-h/Photo+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifBjsIPZI/AAAAAAAAALw/v7zytiXM45Q/s320/Photo+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402242602139925906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I know it's been forever. Trust me, it feels like forever. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried I'm turning into one of those people who always complains. Who you find yourself running from when you see them coming. But people keep asking all the right questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is Bart's dissertation going:&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I hate Phds, I hate disserations, I hate education, when I see him sitting on the couch in front of the computer all day I want to ring his neck!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, not always so violent but seriously getting there. He works all day on it because we are doing everything we can to get it done this semester. I couldn't tell you how it's going, it's all greek to me. All I know is sometimes he's pleased, and sometimes frustrated, and I am mainly frustrated. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are Bart's classes going?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: We are grateful for the work. (I look around for lightening to strike in case I seem ungrateful. :)) But I'm not fond of having him busy all day, then gone all evening.&lt;br /&gt;(Bart has been teaching night classes at a college in Boise for our bread. They love him and he has talent as a teacher but it is a long commute and long nights for both of us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are your (many) children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Sick again. How,  I have no idea. They are also bent on destroying the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the baby?  Answer: Sick, cranky, constipated, and cute when I have the energy to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Tired, Tired, Tired, of being dirt poor, and run ragged because I'm basically a single mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see why  people run from me? Okay, honestly I try not to come across this morose but yesterday I was thinking of these question and answers and I realized why life is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a normal 7 1/2 month old, he would be sitting up, rolling over, starting to play with toys, bigger, have some semblance of a schedule, sleeping better at night, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, after 7 1/2 months I only have a 4 month old. Sounds "duh" I know but I have been pushing myself so hard in a really tough situation on all fronts, because mentally I think I have an almost 8 month old and I should have it together by now, right?  I battle being depressed because obviously,  I feel like I'm pathetic. So this really long, horrible post is to let you all know that I fixed my mental malfunction ( atleast this one :)) and have realized I have had a new born for twice as long as normal. Things aren't hard because I'm pathetic! Yea!&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made my little goals, rejoiced in what I accomplished, and walked right by what I didn't without guilt. It was wonderful! Not to mention, I took a pause to enjoy our beautiful baby and take some photobooth pictures of him for you. Here's to making life easier on myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2319797416705776360?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2319797416705776360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2319797416705776360' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2319797416705776360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2319797416705776360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-life-is-hardfor-me.html' title='Why life is hard.......for me.'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SvifC7B0GPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XAsnxOi1iVc/s72-c/Photo+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8595895816894890359</id><published>2009-11-09T15:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:39:35.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunions 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviaHjIhhNI/AAAAAAAAALo/fe403QXClfc/s1600-h/IMG_4562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviaGSMBKuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/z7eoKt-qDM8/s320/IMG_4570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237185783048930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviaF7kgvgI/AAAAAAAAALI/K7uUnmjorCM/s1600-h/IMG_4561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviaF7kgvgI/AAAAAAAAALI/K7uUnmjorCM/s320/IMG_4561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237179711766018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunions are for puddles, cousins,  and taking apart the truck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8595895816894890359?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8595895816894890359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8595895816894890359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8595895816894890359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8595895816894890359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-reunions-2.html' title='Family Reunions 2'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviaHjIhhNI/AAAAAAAAALo/fe403QXClfc/s72-c/IMG_4562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5066270788276316938</id><published>2009-11-09T15:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:34:50.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More babies, reading, and 2 year olds birthday floats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviZA3E1lII/AAAAAAAAALA/qgXG55a5wAs/s1600-h/IMG_4530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviY_sI14II/AAAAAAAAAKo/yCOtsMUKLfI/s320/IMG_4541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402235972978335874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviY_eT4mLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JupT7yAPXQg/s1600-h/IMG_4528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviY_eT4mLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JupT7yAPXQg/s320/IMG_4528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402235969266555058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5066270788276316938?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5066270788276316938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5066270788276316938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5066270788276316938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5066270788276316938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-babies-reading-and-2-year-olds.html' title='More babies, reading, and 2 year olds birthday floats'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviZA3E1lII/AAAAAAAAALA/qgXG55a5wAs/s72-c/IMG_4530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2925154674768374219</id><published>2009-11-09T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:31:52.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunions 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviYSPRRWcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kFDJl8St0S4/s1600-h/IMG_4516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviYQ_bZCrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hfPKy-CS4Kg/s320/IMG_4519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402235170702559922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviYQe5fW3I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/J6JEZWzzpsY/s1600-h/IMG_4521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviYQe5fW3I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/J6JEZWzzpsY/s320/IMG_4521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402235161970432882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2925154674768374219?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2925154674768374219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2925154674768374219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2925154674768374219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2925154674768374219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-reunions-1.html' title='Family Reunions 1'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviYSPRRWcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kFDJl8St0S4/s72-c/IMG_4516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3218667935020685513</id><published>2009-11-09T15:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:25:44.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and two year olds with hoses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWotqi9TI/AAAAAAAAAJw/T0fUJRSp36o/s1600-h/IMG_4504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWotqi9TI/AAAAAAAAAJw/T0fUJRSp36o/s320/IMG_4504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233379227890994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWoCp8nUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/u_zjGDvdOAo/s1600-h/IMG_4503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWoCp8nUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/u_zjGDvdOAo/s320/IMG_4503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233367682653506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWnjxJljI/AAAAAAAAAJg/94EebvYyQ1o/s1600-h/IMG_4502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWnjxJljI/AAAAAAAAAJg/94EebvYyQ1o/s320/IMG_4502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233359391364658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWnLvfaGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vhlR8_qXVlg/s1600-h/IMG_4540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWnLvfaGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vhlR8_qXVlg/s320/IMG_4540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233352941955170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWmmJcUjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9tX2ewMpgrs/s1600-h/IMG_4489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWmmJcUjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9tX2ewMpgrs/s320/IMG_4489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402233342850257458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3218667935020685513?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3218667935020685513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3218667935020685513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3218667935020685513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3218667935020685513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/babies-and-two-year-olds-with-hoses.html' title='Babies and two year olds with hoses'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviWotqi9TI/AAAAAAAAAJw/T0fUJRSp36o/s72-c/IMG_4504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1234332485361600725</id><published>2009-11-09T15:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:20:13.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing, and 2 year olds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVhVH7fTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DUWgnZV1SUY/s1600-h/IMG_4482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVhVH7fTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DUWgnZV1SUY/s320/IMG_4482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402232152869535026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVg_ZX-xI/AAAAAAAAAJA/odxdJnyJI6o/s1600-h/IMG_4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVg_ZX-xI/AAAAAAAAAJA/odxdJnyJI6o/s320/IMG_4481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402232147037125394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVgnKlhdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kjISg97Qi6U/s1600-h/IMG_4479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVgnKlhdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kjISg97Qi6U/s320/IMG_4479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402232140532647378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVgN1ecMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fDXbiOgxwyQ/s1600-h/IMG_4475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVgN1ecMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fDXbiOgxwyQ/s320/IMG_4475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402232133733216450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots from the past several months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1234332485361600725?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1234332485361600725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1234332485361600725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1234332485361600725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1234332485361600725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/11/sewing-and-2-year-olds.html' title='Sewing, and 2 year olds'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SviVhVH7fTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DUWgnZV1SUY/s72-c/IMG_4482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5280749908714343069</id><published>2009-10-10T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:44:03.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5280749908714343069?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5280749908714343069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5280749908714343069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5280749908714343069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5280749908714343069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2662094668900558058</id><published>2009-09-05T23:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:45:22.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>Yes, I really don't have any pictures, but we have had some visitors that made for a great Labor Day Weekend. For some, this was their destination (how exciting!); for others this was the bed and breakfast to and from dropping off their son at BYU-I (how exciting!)...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of our fun, we stopped at Purdum's Market - wow... amazing stuff there - and got some veggies. While Enoch and I were shucking the corn he said, "Look! There is one of those bugs I said look like a mosquito!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked and saw one of these running around on the patio:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/falconne/2241027747/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/falconne/2241027747/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! It was the first time I can recall seeing a spider wasp so closely! It was amazingly large and fast on the ground. For more see:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.entomology.ucr.edu/ebeling/ebel9-2.html#spider%20wasps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and read along on the Pompilids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the jar and Enoch actually captured it by very carefully crawling over to it and placing the jar over it. We took it in for all to see and look up more information. Ours was a little more greenish with some smoky wings (closer to the Cresson?) I don't know exactly where in the wasp family it was, but it was a great diversion... such amazing color and size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, happy Labor Day Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2662094668900558058?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2662094668900558058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2662094668900558058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2662094668900558058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2662094668900558058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-labor-day-weekend.html' title='Fun Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-6685502199781964216</id><published>2009-08-26T18:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:26:54.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few words</title><content type='html'>Will update soon. We are alive. Wanted to share these words from C.S. Lewis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;"Of all tyrannies a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victim may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated, but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applies to alot of late, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-6685502199781964216?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6685502199781964216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=6685502199781964216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6685502199781964216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6685502199781964216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-few-words.html' title='Just a few words'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4359028497455492485</id><published>2009-06-21T19:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:30:11.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Lucas Palmer comes home!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZ8iqY9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/fyXx2b7kR6I/s1600-h/IMGP0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZ8iqY9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/fyXx2b7kR6I/s320/IMGP0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349957944692335570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZqiIDXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3dt2XklnzUc/s1600-h/IMGP0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZqiIDXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3dt2XklnzUc/s320/IMGP0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349957939858247026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZOJH1YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bS2KvfaCVGs/s1600-h/IMGP0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZOJH1YI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bS2KvfaCVGs/s320/IMGP0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349957932237182338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eY8SJkXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uE9LSLx1bGU/s1600-h/IMGP0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eY8SJkXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uE9LSLx1bGU/s320/IMGP0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349957927443206514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday the nineteenth of June,  his twelve week birthday, Benjamin Lucas Palmer finally came home.  He weighed 6 lbs. 8 ounces. He is still on caffeine and a monitor and has some problems with blood pressure, but we are hopeful he will continue to improve and are so grateful  we are all together as a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4359028497455492485?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4359028497455492485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4359028497455492485' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4359028497455492485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4359028497455492485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/06/benjamin-lucas-palmer-comes-home.html' title='Benjamin Lucas Palmer comes home!!!!'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/Sj7eZ8iqY9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/fyXx2b7kR6I/s72-c/IMGP0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2838384728758150129</id><published>2009-05-27T19:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:58:54.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to comment</title><content type='html'>I used to think that only 3 people read this blog. (Thank you to the three!) Then, I neglected to post on Benjamin for awhile and boy did I hear about it! It seems that many view the blog but have no idea how to post a comment. So here's how:&lt;br /&gt;  At the bottom of the post you are reading there is a line that divides it from the previous post.There you will see  blue lettering that says "0 comments" or some other number of comments. Click on the "comments" word and it will take you to a page where you can post a comment. That page is pretty self-explanatory. Now, I know I don't always comment on other blogs, but if you have the time, I would like to know your out there. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Love-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2838384728758150129?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2838384728758150129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2838384728758150129' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2838384728758150129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2838384728758150129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-comment.html' title='How to comment'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4469955585155613848</id><published>2009-05-27T19:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:49:59.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are still here....</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I'm not good at the play by play blogging. I apologize for not keeping everybody informed.&lt;br /&gt;  We are doing pretty well. I had a bit of a breakdown last week but honestly, it ended up being a good thing. It threw things back into perspective for me and I'm doing much better.&lt;br /&gt;  The 5 children at home are doing well. We are working to get better from a bout with illness last week and are battling that nasty cough that never seems to go away. It's a bit frustrating because I worry about bringing Ben home to the Palmer petri dish.&lt;br /&gt;  Ben is doing AWESOME!!  He is 1/2 ounce away from being 5 lbs. He has been off nasal cannula for almost 48 hours and has been doing well. (That means he's breathing on his own folks!) Now we need to work on the eating. He only takes about 1/3 of his feeding from nursing or a bottle and we need to get that up to 80 percent before they will take out his tube. It's a bit of a two edge sword as many things are in hospitals. If they would stop feeding through the tube he would be more motivated to learn to eat orally but he also might lose alot of weight in the process.So now we need to pray that Ben learns to eat and the other kids get better before he comes home! And of course don't forget to pray that MamaJenny doesn't lose her newly found sanity. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4469955585155613848?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4469955585155613848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4469955585155613848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4469955585155613848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4469955585155613848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-are-still-here.html' title='We are still here....'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1095731913285983326</id><published>2009-05-15T09:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:50:58.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My awesome children</title><content type='html'>I have the best children, have I mentioned that? A few days ago I  really enjoyed  noting all the neat things they do.&lt;br /&gt;   Enoch was in charge of cleaning one of the bathrooms. He took Nathan in with him and invited him to help him wash the mirror and the bathtub. They had a ball! Nathan loved being able to help and Enoch did such a great job with him. Enoch is a great buddy and mentor to our little toddler!&lt;br /&gt;  That same day, when it was Nathan 's nap time, Naomi asked if she could help put him to bed. She covered him with his blanket, gave him his puppy dog, and kissed him.&lt;br /&gt;  Joel has been so good about hopping to it lately. When he is given an assignment he has been great at getting it done immediately and without complaining. What a relief! :)&lt;br /&gt;   Eli is often my content one. He's the one that is happy to move to a different spot if someone absolutely has to have the one he's in, understands that sometimes I need to take care of the littles first and doesn't worry what everyone else has compared to him. He also LOVES to make new friends. He will love you whoever you are. (Obviously we need to watch that but an admirable trait all the same. :))&lt;br /&gt;  Nathan is his sweet, loving , cuddly self. He's the type of toddler that makes you want to always have a toddler.  He's joyous and spreads it easily.&lt;br /&gt;   It's so nice to have Ben at the point he is at. He still has awhile and I'm scared to death of bring him home. However, it's nice to be able to get him out of his crib and feel like he is  a newborn instead of  a really small being grasping at life. He is so patient and quiet. One of the nurses told me that she loves working with him because he has such a feeling of peace about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS .I took a great new picture of Ben and when I went to upload it, the batteries died on the camera. *sigh* Will get a new picture up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1095731913285983326?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1095731913285983326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1095731913285983326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1095731913285983326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1095731913285983326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-awesome-children.html' title='My awesome children'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-9054815959309385957</id><published>2009-05-15T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:13:13.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally, Ben has reached 4 pounds today. He weighs 4 lbs 1/2 ounce. He rapidly started gaining but as soon as he got close to 4 he slowed way down. Maybe he knew he was a "watched pot."&lt;br /&gt;    He has also graduated to a crib and is up to 35 mls on his feeds. He is still on CPAP but his spells have gotten steadily less so we hope he will be moved to cannula soon. Yea for progress!&lt;br /&gt;  On the flip side, Nathan kept us up all night with a high fever and nasty cough. We pray that we didn't get our babysitters yesterday sick, or Ben when I visited, and that this won't spread so I can see Ben again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-9054815959309385957?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/9054815959309385957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=9054815959309385957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9054815959309385957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9054815959309385957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/celebrate.html' title='Celebrate!!!!'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3577471013555631168</id><published>2009-05-08T14:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:44:34.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when your going to cruise.......</title><content type='html'>I admit it, I fell into assuming we were almost out of the woods. :) The nurse practitioner called me today to tell me that Ben was really "spelly" so they put him back on CPAP. She also mentioned that they would get a few labs to check for infection because he seemed lethargic and they would do that after his transfusion was done. My reply was, "transfusion?" She apologized for how uninformed we were today but in their defense they are usually really good about keeping us up to date. So, Ben is unwell, they have given him blood, and let's hope it's anemia and not another infection and we can perk up here in a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3577471013555631168?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3577471013555631168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3577471013555631168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3577471013555631168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3577471013555631168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-when-your-going-to-cruise.html' title='Just when your going to cruise.......'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1995142350434665315</id><published>2009-05-07T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:15:45.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby Ben</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday Ben finally reached 3 lbs and was wearing clothes!!! Lucky him! They've had him on CPAP for a week to try and help him rest so he will gain weight faster. He is on antibiotics because he has a little bit of urine that flows back to his kidneys and is at risk for urinary tract infection. He should grow out of that though. His eyes were checked and so far they look fine.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, I know we need a recent picture. I was going to take the camera today but in the insanity of getting us all out the door I forgot it. We've had many friends loaning us cars so we can have two but this week it's just the suburban so we had to get Bart to work, kids to babysitter, and me off to Boise. What's scary is some people do this kind of insanity everyday!&lt;br /&gt;  Today, Ben is up to 3 lbs 8 ounces!!!!! Bart asked me if he was getting chubby, not quite chubby, less skeletal. Although several nurses like to show off that he finally has a bum cheeks. He was put back on nasal cannula so hopefully he will do okay and keep gaining weight. Thank you for all your prayers and help!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1995142350434665315?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1995142350434665315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1995142350434665315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1995142350434665315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1995142350434665315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/chubby-ben.html' title='Chubby Ben'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-7665377205575141610</id><published>2009-05-07T15:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:08:43.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enoch's First Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNN1FNAKHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pp4bkZ0mEyU/s1600-h/IMG_4473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNN1FNAKHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pp4bkZ0mEyU/s320/IMG_4473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333191958061918322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNN09oJXLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NTn1U6EEkL0/s1600-h/IMG_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNN09oJXLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NTn1U6EEkL0/s320/IMG_4467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333191956028284082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enoch had his first pinewood derby! We even watched the show that afternoon! ("Down and Derby") He had a good time, didn't win his race but won most colorful car and he was happy. (Therefore Mom was happy.) His car is the orange one with the blue windshield.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-7665377205575141610?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7665377205575141610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=7665377205575141610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7665377205575141610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7665377205575141610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/enochs-first-pinewood-derby.html' title='Enoch&apos;s First Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNN1FNAKHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pp4bkZ0mEyU/s72-c/IMG_4473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4897823050196360626</id><published>2009-05-07T14:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:03:29.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoshone Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgpk7xQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/073kPVerXzE/s1600-h/IMG_4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgpk7xQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/073kPVerXzE/s320/IMG_4426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333190507537089794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgKYK2PI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hJmJY_Z--10/s1600-h/IMG_4418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgKYK2PI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hJmJY_Z--10/s320/IMG_4418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333190499162052850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgC4b3aI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zkaw6JtiucQ/s1600-h/IMG_4416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgC4b3aI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zkaw6JtiucQ/s320/IMG_4416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333190497149902242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, sorry everyone for the late update. I didn't want to bore anyone with a day by day journal and now I have managed to let three weeks pass!&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago Bart and the children came on a Saturday and picked me up to go see Shoshone Falls. The amount of water that was going over them was amazing! We had such a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;The Monday after I realized that it was time to return to the other children for awhile. For the past few weeks I have been living at home and visiting Ben every other day. It's been wonderful to be with my family and feel like I have purpose. Soon, it will be time to be with Ben again full time. I admit I hate the idea of choosing between the two so I have been busily been trying to figure out how I can be supermom and be there for everybody! :) Being at home with the other children has really helped my outlook on things. It feels good to have them to hold and to feel useful. It puts things into  perspective for me and we are eager to bring Ben home to join the crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4897823050196360626?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4897823050196360626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4897823050196360626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4897823050196360626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4897823050196360626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoshone-falls.html' title='Shoshone Falls'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNMgpk7xQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/073kPVerXzE/s72-c/IMG_4426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8637174066401134482</id><published>2009-05-07T14:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:56:50.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNLC_hK8RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xqbl9m6tYwA/s1600-h/IMG_4406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNLC_hK8RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xqbl9m6tYwA/s320/IMG_4406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333188898519183634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8637174066401134482?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8637174066401134482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8637174066401134482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8637174066401134482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8637174066401134482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SgNLC_hK8RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xqbl9m6tYwA/s72-c/IMG_4406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-875554362591876207</id><published>2009-04-14T22:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:04:47.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Premie Roller Coaster...</title><content type='html'>Yes, all my titles end with a horizontal ellipse...  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen called the hospital before going over this morning (14 Apr) and learned that Ben's temperature was fluctuating a bit so they ordered a blood-draw and culture. His hema-crit was low (in the 20's in stead of the 40's) and so he received a transfusion--like mama, like baby, right? :)  We hope that will help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To further help him, they put him back on the respirator (yup, the roller coaster), some heavy-duty antibiotics, and some morphine, because his spells have just been so frequent and quite severe (bagging, even). Right now they are just letting him rest and he is riding the ventilator which is exactly what he should be doing after working so hard for the last few weeks. All of this is well within the norm for ultra-premies, so there isn't really cause to worry or think the worse of this situation. Today marked the end of his 28th gestational week, tomorrow we start at 29 1/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright side, he is so tired from working so hard on his own for so long. What a little fighter. He also continues to gain weight and tipped the scales at 1110 grams (2 lb 7 oz)! We are praying hard for our little guy and for Jen's emotional strength as she is right there in the middle of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the kids have had a lot of fun with our ward members who have taken them in while I work. We are so blessed to have a good lot of neighbors and children! After dinner today we braved the sub-freezing (or at least it felt like it) Idaho wind to attempt kite flying. We were right on the edge of what those little kites could handle and it shows in their condition :)  It was fun to see them aloft for the short time that it lasted. We all came in and enjoyed some warmth and books and a chat with Mama before heading to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Nathan said goodnight to Jen, I said, "Okay Buddy, time for bed!" and he toddled right into his room, climbed into bed, and laid down. I covered him and haven't heard from him since... Wow... small blessing, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing well--all things considered. Joel's eyes "get blurry" when the emotions swell, we do get touchy about different things and need our outlets, but we are very blessed and grateful, indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-875554362591876207?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/875554362591876207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=875554362591876207' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/875554362591876207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/875554362591876207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/premie-roller-coaster.html' title='The Premie Roller Coaster...'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-9130416616495485916</id><published>2009-04-12T22:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:13:58.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SeLHPKotZUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8QWAk5o-0Zo/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; display: inline; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SeLHPKotZUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8QWAk5o-0Zo/s320/Video+call+snapshot+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324036772872414530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SeLHh1AjH5I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PrztKX7BOps/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 0px 0px; display: inline; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SeLHh1AjH5I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PrztKX7BOps/s320/Video+call+snapshot+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324037093484339090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I was on Skype with the kids the other day and they snapped these pictures. We also have some of the children today in new Easter Sunday-Go-To-Meetings garb, but that is another evening's project :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets his looks from his Mother... Just cute, cute, cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, he is out of the Giraffe and into a "normal" isolette (for more on the cool equipment we have seen, and some we hope to never see, see http://www.neonatology.org/tour/equipment.html). The Giraffe is an incubator that the top lifts up and three sides drop so you can get at baby without barriers... pretty fancy. But Ben has graduated and someone else can "enjoy" the Giraffe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-9130416616495485916?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/9130416616495485916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=9130416616495485916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9130416616495485916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9130416616495485916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-picture.html' title='Another picture'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SeLHPKotZUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8QWAk5o-0Zo/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+14.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4748009175373972467</id><published>2009-04-12T22:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:53:22.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Easter is upon us!!! We can probably be more thankful for Christ's resurrection, but sometimes it is hard to imagine how. Over these three weeks we have met so many parents who are happy, at peace, and loving their children; and their troubles make our trials look ridiculously simple... Some children are on their 4th surgery, some have another 4-6 surgeries left. Some have lost one of their twins, others have children who are near vegetables and yet they love and laugh and live life to the fullest... The inspire me and lift me when, really, it should be the other way around. The beautiful thing about all of this is Christ's Atonement covers the pains and sorrows we all feel, and that these children will live again and are saved... how beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older children came home last night. We were late getting out of Boise, so we were just starting to put things away when they arrived. It is so good to have them back! They had a wonderful Easter and all could tell us the true meaning of the celebration--even when loaded on heavy doses of sugar and chocolate! (speaking of, they are all in bed and the malt-eggs are calling my name... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all able to be at church today, a nice attempt at normalcy :)  Things went well. I didn't know how much I had missed my Sunday School class... they are such a bastion of spiritual strength and love; some would be scared to enter a room of 17-yr olds, but with the Gospel and such wonderful youth, there is every reason to rejoice. I just feel badly that our Churrasco fell through yesterday, but we are rescheduling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Easter dinner with Jen's parents and then they were off to home... they have been just fabulous! And, while I haven't really spoken with her, I think Carlynn and family are recovering well from my children (except they may miss them terribly!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local Ward is gearing up to help us. The Relief Society Presidency came over tonight and we went through the schedule: Jen with Ben, me with the other children. I'll take them to some very kind families for the mornings while I work in the office then I'll pick them up and work from home and at night. We'll be with Jen and Ben on the weekends (or other days where we'll need a break) to go to the zoo, Discovery center, or any other activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is doing so very well. Tonight they are going to 14cc's of milk every three hours. He is almost 1,100 grams now http://www.google.com/search?q=convert+1076+grams+to+ounces (there are 16 oz in a pound :) OR do it yourself at http://www.mostonline.org/BirthWeightConvCombo.htm (the pdf chart is helpful). He is just growing and eating very well. They will continue to increase his feedings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is doing so very well on the CPAP! He still has "spells" but I figure that will just make him a good writer someday ;)  *snigger*  Really, they call them spells, but it is really ABCDP(and a number of severity of intervention) So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A is for apnea (20 seconds not breathing), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B - Brady Cardia (or slow heart-rate, we have seen the 30s and 40s), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;C - color (is he still pink or some other not-so-good color), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;D - desat (do his O2 saturation levels drop), and &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P - periodic (does he stop breathing or breathe shallowly for less than 20 seconds).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Then, the numbers are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby recovers on their own,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby needs some prodding (e.g., massage, flick feet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;turn up the oxygen (he is on room air right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;something more... (we hope we don't see this one much/ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So he has some p2 or bp2 every now and again, but he pulls a 3 once a day or so. The time is coming, so we are told, where these spells become very frequent, but that by 34-36 weeks things should calm down and pretty much stop. He should be breastfeeding about then as well. So much to look forward to and seemingly so much time to wait. We know it will go quickly (in retrospect, anyway) and it will be a 'blip' in life. Right now we are just grateful for everything we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4748009175373972467?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4748009175373972467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4748009175373972467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4748009175373972467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4748009175373972467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3112295299698562581</id><published>2009-04-09T22:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:47:20.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed Time!!!</title><content type='html'>Just another update from today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Ben is doing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; well!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were there when they did "cares" (removing the CPAP mask and massaging his head, etc.) and you would have chuckled as he just loved the caresses--much like a puppy who is enjoying a good scratch behind the ear. That CPAP is really allowing him to rest and put on the pounds (grams, actually :); he is already over 1 kg (1040 grams this morning and 1010 yesterday and 992 the day before; 30 g ~~ 1 oz), he weighed in at 990 grams at birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is he resting and bulking up, there is nothing left in his stomach by the time he eats again--a very good thing. So they have him on 6 cc (also 6 ml and just over a teaspoon) of milk every three hours, but every twelve hours they will increase the meal by one cc. At that rate he'll be at the 'normal' "biggie-sized" meal of 21cc in about 7 days. Of course he'll be bigger then, so he'll just have to keep increasing (probably won't stop until he hits 30, eh? That's 30 years...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, we just couldn't feel any better about this whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know from whence the blessings come and you all have been part with every prayer. Thank you for your help. When folks ask what they can do, for the moment I say, "rest for now and just pray... The time is coming that I'll have the children at home, that is when we'll need the most help!" No, I am not afraid of being alone with my own children--quite the contrary, I cannot wait to be with them. I am more nervous about trying to balance them and work and trips to Boise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, please pray for my sister who has her five &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; my five all at once!!! Thanks Auntie Nin. Oh, and that pink-eye doesn't spread!!!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3112295299698562581?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3112295299698562581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3112295299698562581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3112295299698562581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3112295299698562581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/feed-time.html' title='Feed Time!!!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5956513989343912056</id><published>2009-04-09T22:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:31:40.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting times - it never ends...</title><content type='html'>So this evening we were enjoying a little down time with some new friends here at the Ronald McDonald House. While chatting we heard some sirens and kept talking--near a hospital, that is kind of normal, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I excused myself and came to the room. Jen follows not long after, a little anxious and turns on the TV and starts hunting for the local news... Okay... Well, turns out that there was some kind of a steam leak in the OR which somehow got into the air vents in the NICU and they were evacuating some babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called over, the nurses were plenty happy to talk to us and let us know that it was another unit down the hall and not the one little Ben is in. He has a new roommate for the time being, but nothing horrible happened and everyone is doing well--as far as we know, anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5956513989343912056?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5956513989343912056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5956513989343912056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5956513989343912056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5956513989343912056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/exciting-times-it-never-ends.html' title='Exciting times - it never ends...'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1613831125484507212</id><published>2009-04-07T14:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:35:08.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two steps forward, one step back</title><content type='html'>   Well, Ben took what good be considered a step back, but I chose not to see it as such. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  He has been having regular spells of his heartrate and oxygen levels dropping and struggling to get them back up. ( I can't remember the term, sorry.) I'm told that this is what babies at this age do. So, it is not that something is wrong necessarily, just that he needs to mature. Babies this young have trouble remembering to breathe on their own. Ben has worked hard on his own being on just nasal cannula for about 5 days now. Today they had to put him back on c-pap because he was struggling so much.  He just needed a break. They checked for infection just to make sure, and no sign of it. His ultrasound on his brain yesterday looked fine. He is tolerating his feeding well and they continue to up them every day. Right now he is at 4 ml which really isn't much, but he is gaining weight. Today he is back to birth weight at 992 grams. (about 2lbs 3 oz, I believe.) And so we forge ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Tonight Bart and I go to the Ronald McDonald House. I admit I never thought I would have to do something like this again after Joel, but I am grateful things have gone well so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I am really excited to see the kids this weekend. So excited in fact that I'm half tempted to move to Boise until Ben is out of the hospital so I can actually see them more then the weekends for the next few months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Bart has been wonderful watching me like a hawk to make sure I take care of myself and watching for postpartum depression.  I try not to give him too many worries. He is looking into job possibilities but it's hard to know what to do with everything going on. Keep praying for us, only about 3 months to go............(Sorry the self-pity creeps in sometime's :))&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/907205398226532290-1613831125484507212?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1613831125484507212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1613831125484507212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1613831125484507212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1613831125484507212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-steps-forward-on-step-back.html' title='Two steps forward, one step back'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4377116673900177884</id><published>2009-04-05T09:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:09:46.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny picture before this all happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJs2EN37I/AAAAAAAAAGc/JUC94BPXqlE/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJs2EN37I/AAAAAAAAAGc/JUC94BPXqlE/s320/IMG_4358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321224732002869170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJsgRaChI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jbvMJeRPYuo/s1600-h/IMG_4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJsgRaChI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jbvMJeRPYuo/s320/IMG_4357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321224726152612370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My parents were visiting us right before I ended up in the hospital. These two pictures show my technological curious kids all hovered around Grandpa playing with his IPhone. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4377116673900177884?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4377116673900177884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4377116673900177884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4377116673900177884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4377116673900177884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-picture-before-this-all-happened.html' title='A funny picture before this all happened'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJs2EN37I/AAAAAAAAAGc/JUC94BPXqlE/s72-c/IMG_4358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5630148714592987318</id><published>2009-04-05T09:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:06:50.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben on Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJBXwLdlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MBtDpc7mJYI/s1600-h/IMG_4399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJBXwLdlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MBtDpc7mJYI/s320/IMG_4399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321223985131386450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5630148714592987318?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5630148714592987318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5630148714592987318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5630148714592987318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5630148714592987318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/ben-on-saturday.html' title='Ben on Saturday'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjJBXwLdlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MBtDpc7mJYI/s72-c/IMG_4399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1381497243435200243</id><published>2009-04-05T08:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:02:50.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs. -Sat.</title><content type='html'>  So here is our update for the past couple of days. &lt;div&gt;  Nathan has been doing well up in Washington but his illness spread to Naomi. Luckily, she's still bopping around so she must not be feeling too terribly. Joel has gone from feeling badly that we wouldn't be together as a family for his birthday to completely milking the opportunity to have a birthday party with cousins, and all the family within close range, and having one with us when they return. (He's a smart kid.) I talked to each of the kids yesterday on the phone and they are having a blast. Even Nathan mumbled at me instead of just staring at the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We will probably bring them home Easter weekend and then more adventures will begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I have been growing steadily stronger physically. We had a few little scary blips like my legs swelling slightly after I was released and worrying  my incision might be getting infected, but the swelling went down and everything else looks really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We were struggling being an hour away from Ben, so on thursday we moved in with some friends in Boise until we can get into the Ronald McDonald house on Tues. They have been extremely generous to us even to the point of moving us into their room until I am a bit stronger and can do the stairs to the guest room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Benjamin is the NICU "rock star." He has been on just nasal cannula for a few days and  has started feedings.  We have had lots of encouraging comments such as, "he thinks he is older then he is," and " he obviously hasn't read the premie book." You would think that this would make things easier for me but I have really struggled with seeing him. We would go to the hospital in the evening and I could barely stand being in his room for more than 20 minutes and would inevitably dissolve into tears on the way home. Of course, I would then add guilt to my plate that I have been such a wimp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  However, yesterday we watched General Conference for our church in the morning. Everything said spoke to us and many things spoke to me. One thing said was that Christ could have learned to understand our individual sufferings through revelation but instead he chose to suffer with us. Also said was that sometimes we have faith but it's hard to have courage. That's exactly how I have been feeling. I have faith that everything will be alright in the end but have been scared of how painful it might be to get there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I came away from Conference with the desire to look beyond Ben's fragile frame and see his  powerful Spirit. I know he's an extremely Strong Being with the ability to conquer his present struggles with the Lord's help. We left yesterday to visit him during mid-day in the hopes that the time difference would also help my ability to cope. It was the best visit ever! I could see Ben for who he is, I felt great hope and we enjoyed a great interaction with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Currently, they are a little worried that he may have rotavirus and one other virus that I don't remember the name of. He is being tested for both. They are taking extra precautions when giving him care because they are both highly contagious. However, he continues to plug along and they have upped his feedings to every three hours and hopefully, if he does have them they will be gone soon or are almost gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/907205398226532290-1381497243435200243?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1381497243435200243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1381497243435200243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1381497243435200243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1381497243435200243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/thurs-sat.html' title='Thurs. -Sat.'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-976485584855803023</id><published>2009-04-05T08:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T08:42:07.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin to Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMfrRTSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z2RO-FhFrM4/s1600-h/IMG_4388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMfrRTSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z2RO-FhFrM4/s320/IMG_4388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321217579167075618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMCuR_BI/AAAAAAAAAF8/d8QtM22nRRk/s1600-h/IMG_4383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMCuR_BI/AAAAAAAAAF8/d8QtM22nRRk/s320/IMG_4383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321217571395075090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMLb_LbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/85TL5NTH-h8/s1600-h/IMG_4382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMLb_LbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/85TL5NTH-h8/s320/IMG_4382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321217573734264242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tues. and Wed. Bart and I each had the opportunity to do "skin to skin" with Benjamin. The closeness is really wonderful for premies development. I have to admit it was a beautiful and disturbing experience all at once.  It was beautiful to be able to hold him and do something for him,  but disturbing to feel how very small he is and feel completely inadequate in taking care of him. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-976485584855803023?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/976485584855803023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=976485584855803023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/976485584855803023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/976485584855803023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/04/skin-to-skin.html' title='Skin to Skin'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdjDMfrRTSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z2RO-FhFrM4/s72-c/IMG_4388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8831425039282887564</id><published>2009-03-31T08:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:19:34.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax Season...</title><content type='html'>Ben Update: Ben was extubated (yes, a good thing) yesterday at about 6pm and is now only on a CPAP machine (often used for sleep apnea). They had been sedating him to keep him from spiking his blood pressure, but now that he is off the dopamine they don't worry so much about that. But now on the flip-side, they are giving him caffeine to help him remember to breathe. Poor kid, a sedation one day and stimulants another... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should get to hold him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...&lt;br /&gt;In the LDS Church we have the Priesthood power just like the ancient apostles and so we are able to receive blessings of healing, comfort, and for other reasons. It was through these blessings that we have had reassurances of how Ben and Jen would be just fine even though things were scary at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a blessing Sunday night in which I was told that the Lord is pleased with our faith and that my capabilities would be taxed as I take care of my family, finish my dissertation, work, and in other necessary endeavors. It wasn't long until I would find out more fully what those necessary endeavors would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon I received a letter from TVCC that due to budget issues they would not be renewing my contract on 1 July of this year... Yup, as of July first I am unemployed. So, if anyone has any knowledge of work for a former stagehand/lighting technician and web developer or instructional designer or educational researcher, please drop us a line. My vita can be downloaded at &lt;a href="http://itls.usu.edu/people/bart-palmer"&gt;http://itls.usu.edu/people/bart-palmer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good thing. It is tax season and we are being taxed, stretched, tried, tested, and refined in the Refiner's fire. Our faith is that this is preparation for greater capacity to accomplish greater things than hitherto accomplished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8831425039282887564?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8831425039282887564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8831425039282887564' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8831425039282887564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8831425039282887564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/03/tax-season.html' title='Tax Season...'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1901210699135326303</id><published>2009-03-30T12:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:18:49.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben's Diaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdEM1jMAO-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/loqcHWmCUpg/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdEM1jMAO-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/loqcHWmCUpg/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319046749019454434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of one of Ben's diapers in my hand. (Yes, that is my beautiful shoulder in a beautiful pink hospital gown.)&lt;br /&gt;Bart checked on the other kids and they are doing well. My 16 year old niece was Nathan's caregiver last night. Thank you! He seems to be doing better today. They were all watching "Cars" when Bart called. They declined to talk to him. That was how I was hoping they would be, on vacation from the parents. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1901210699135326303?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1901210699135326303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1901210699135326303' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1901210699135326303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1901210699135326303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/03/bens-diaper.html' title='Ben&apos;s Diaper'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdEM1jMAO-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/loqcHWmCUpg/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3079442757993620484</id><published>2009-03-30T11:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:20:50.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdD_RRu1SLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u1wcDVxMCDA/s1600-h/BenjaminPalmer_s2009.03.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdD_RRu1SLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u1wcDVxMCDA/s320/BenjaminPalmer_s2009.03.27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319031832207247538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3079442757993620484?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3079442757993620484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3079442757993620484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3079442757993620484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3079442757993620484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/03/benjamin.html' title='Benjamin'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SdD_RRu1SLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u1wcDVxMCDA/s72-c/BenjaminPalmer_s2009.03.27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3416976770488977109</id><published>2009-03-30T09:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:04:57.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are amazing</title><content type='html'>I fully believe that you can't be the best person you can be, until you have been a parent. Not only because of the experiences you face refining you, but also because of the amazing examples your children are to you.&lt;br /&gt;  I want to share a bit of the fun and amazing things the kids have done during this hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Enoch has really stepped up to the plate as the oldest.  They all came to visit me last week and Joel tearfully sat with me on my bed. Enoch came up and very gently told Joel that Mom would not die, that she would be alright. As terrible as it is to know that some of the children have had to worry that I might die, it's wonderful to hear of their faith and of their consideration for each other.&lt;br /&gt;  As they were preparing to be shipped off to cousins in Washington for this week Enoch asked Bart if Joel could take the family picture with him. Enoch had told Joel that one time when he had to be apart from us for awhile he had the family picture with him and it helped him feel comfort that we would be together again. Bart gave him permission and Joel took down the picture off the wall and packed it with their things. I think that is the neatest ever.&lt;br /&gt;  Enoch has decided to start a greeting card company. They made cards for me and as Enoch was showing off his he was informed that some people do that for a living. So he has added that to his list of careers.&lt;br /&gt;  Eli has been his sweet self. He is so assured that everything will be okay. He was so excited to see his cousins. Sometime's it is a comfort that they don't alway need Mom.&lt;br /&gt;  Joel was excited to go to cousins but sad because this weekend will be his birthday and he was upset that we wouldn't be a family on his birthday. After some talking he has decided it will be okay to have a family party even if it has to be after his birthday. In fact, I think he now has plans to have a party with his cousins, one with us, and one even at a family reunion that isn't until August!&lt;br /&gt;  The kids suggested names for the baby before we decided on Ben. Enoch suggested Oliver. A name of a baby of one of our dear friends. At least he's old enough to actually be suggesting real names instead of nonsense words, or food names and such! Eli suggested Troy Bolton. Yes, my mom and sister had been having a High School Musical marathon with the kids. Naomi suggested Princess, and I'm not sure what Joel suggested. However, we have chosen the first name and are know thinking of middle names. Joel suggests Franklin because then he could be name after Benjamin Franklin.&lt;br /&gt;  Naomi has amazed me. She is such a Momma's girl lately I thought this would be particularly hard on her. However, she has hardly batted an eye. She's had lot of fun with Grandma and is very excited to go visit her cousins where the odds are 4 girls and 1 boy. She's excited not to be the only girl! It has been a comfort to have her visit me with smiles and fun and not seem worried about what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;  She also helped Grandma pick out some clothes to bring to me. She picked a "beautiful' maternity shirt that is a nicer black and white blouse, she added some capris that are different shades of blue in a flower pattern. Grandma taking mercy on me, quickly added some grey yoga pants that work a "little" better with my "beautiful"shirt.&lt;br /&gt;  Being away from Nathan has been the hardest. He is still one of my "babies.' He has also been sick. He went off to Washington with a fever, cough, no appetite, and miserable. I have been worried about him. He is only 20 months and has no idea why his life is upside down. He has clung to my sister incessantly. Please pray that he will get well. I hate the idea that he is 6 hours away, confused, and really sick. I pray that soon he will be well and can enjoy the cute dog and his fun cousins and only have to deal with confusion rather than everything else.&lt;br /&gt;  It's been an amazing to me to have to literally put my children in the hands of the Lord and ask him to watch over them and all who have them in their care. It's also been amazing to me to see my kids move faithfully forward. I love being a mother. Although this pregnancy has me pretty close to convinced to adopt from here on out :), it also has me convinced that my children and my husband are treasures beyond price and well worth everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3416976770488977109?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3416976770488977109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3416976770488977109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3416976770488977109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3416976770488977109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/03/kids-are-amazing.html' title='Kids are amazing'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5281445882564102661</id><published>2009-03-30T08:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:34:15.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The day is bright</title><content type='html'>Much has happened over the past few days so I'll try to update you all and try not to be too graphic. :)&lt;br /&gt;   I spent about three days here at St. Luke's hospital in Boise trying to stay pregnant to give the baby as much time as possible. I would do pretty well during the day but at night I would bleed most of the night. My blood count kept on getting lower and lower. Finally, Thursday night I also started having contractions, which they absolutely do not want because if my cervix opened I would be in danger of hemorrhaging.&lt;br /&gt;  The doctor I had been seeing here has been a wonderful man, who listened really well, and tried to be as non-invasive as possible. Thursday night another doctor was on call to give him a break. This doctor immediately started having my nurse fill me up with medication. It was awful. Both the nurse and the doctor were confident that if they gave me the right drugs I would be fine. They did listen when I told them I didn't want a certain drug, I told them I was sure this wouldn't stop the bleeding. I honestly prayed I would make it until morning when Dr. Seyb would be back.&lt;br /&gt;  When he got in he told them to stop giving me those medications. YEA!  Then he came in and we talked. I told him I honestly didn't feel that I was going to improve and wasn't sure if my body or emotions could handle one more night.  He agreed and he immediately scheduled my c-section. I was grateful that he included me in the decision on when was the right time. It was also wonderful to have my nurse that day, (thank you Tanda), tell me she felt my decision was right, and the neonatolagist tell me he felt that this was the best decision as well. IT relieved the pain I felt knowing that the more time our of my body the harder fight my baby would have. I was only 26 weeks 3 days along.&lt;br /&gt;  I went into the c-section ,was given my spinal and because of the great team the Lord set-up for me was relatively calm for someone who has abhorred the idea of a c-section and was going to have her baby at home! However, the spinal stopped at my waist. The doctor pinched my stomach, I felt it, so they had to put me under. This scared me, I kept telling the Lord I was in his hands, to please help me. I started to cry as they put me under and looked up to see Dr. Seyb looking down at me with kind eyes, softly telling me it would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;  I later swam out of my stupor to find myself in recovery.  It turns out I had ALOT of old blood clots, and it was DEFINETLY time to get that baby out of there. Thank heavens for Doctors who actually listen to their patients! I had lost a lot of blood so they gave me two pints.&lt;br /&gt;  My mom and sister had come down to take over the kids, thank you to all who have helped up to this point! It was so comforting to have them here.&lt;br /&gt;  We had a baby boy. 2 lbs. 2 oz. 14 1/2 inches long. His name is Benjamin. So far Ben has done amazingly well. He has been put on a regular ventilator, taken off Dopamine to regulate his blood pressure, and is breathing pretty much room air. He has pretty much been forward progress, so keep praying!&lt;br /&gt;  I am doing wonderful although I still had a bit of a battle afterwards. I did alright for about 12 hours after the c-section then I started going down hill again. My kidneys weren't fuctioning alot longer then was expected and I started getting more and more tired, they did another test and my blood count was REALLY low. Turns out I still had lost a lot of  of blood and hadn't regained enough yet. So the 36 hours after surgery was spent with me getting two more pints of blood and trying not to worry about having to have something else done to get my kidneys going and fighting the heavy feeling that if I went to sleep I wouldn't wake up again. It was a constant battle between the faith I had in the promises the Lord have given me and the weakest my body has ever felt in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;  I am happy to say 3 days after surgery  I am doing extremely well. My lines are all out, I can eat, kidneys do function!, I can actually think and respond, smile, it's wonderful.  I feel so much joy as I look out the sunny window. Today is such a huge contrast to the darker days past. I am so thankful to be here, for Ben to be here, for my husband, children, for the Lord who's hands we have been in this whole time. Thank you for all your prayers! And please forgive me if I told  you to much detail! Love-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5281445882564102661?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5281445882564102661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5281445882564102661' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5281445882564102661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5281445882564102661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-is-bright.html' title='The day is bright'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8071092016120043201</id><published>2009-03-26T08:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:30:30.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Hard Day's Night"</title><content type='html'>Well, time for another dump :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many know, we are expecting a baby about the first of July. Last month Jen's water broke over President's Day weekend. We put her on bed-rest and it closed up and she slowly started back into activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Saturday happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2:30 AM her water broke again and she was spotting... Back to bed-rest. Her parents were in town, so they were able to help with everything going on (kids, pruning, housework before Sunday, etc.). Sunday was a great day—it was great to have Gma &amp;amp; Gpa and Auntie Steph S. here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Tuesday happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2 AM she leaked (yes, a technical term) a surprising amount of blood and amniotic fluid. The leakage waned and we were praying and waiting to see what would happen. After some consultation (again) with the midwife, we decided it was time to head in to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Ontario at about 5AM (thank you Kerri for coming over so early and staying so late) and had an ultra-sound (sorry, still no definitive gender but leaning toward boy) and got transported to Boise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been touch and go since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a great team of periontologists, neonatalologists, residents, nurses, and food service folks looking out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The periontologist did an ultra-sound and diagnosed the double-whammy of marginal placenta previa (where the placenta is very close to the "exit" sign) and an abruption of the placenta (or tearing away) toward the top of the uterus. Either one of those is a case for C-Section, so with both together, we are planning a C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, though, the folks here are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; in a hurry to get baby out—more on why later. If only we could rest a bit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More in the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8071092016120043201?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8071092016120043201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8071092016120043201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8071092016120043201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8071092016120043201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/03/hard-days-night.html' title='&quot;A Hard Day&apos;s Night&quot;'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-7684582284217553765</id><published>2009-01-02T16:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:20:48.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hPAf5dZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/nBA1PUQ3oDE/s1600-h/IMG_4107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hPAf5dZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/nBA1PUQ3oDE/s320/IMG_4107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286840291783439762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hOqu88VI/AAAAAAAAAZc/eXKaqBcLw_g/s1600-h/IMG_4105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hOqu88VI/AAAAAAAAAZc/eXKaqBcLw_g/s320/IMG_4105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286840285941002578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hNwMEARI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PyMjRBzvsiw/s1600-h/IMG_4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hNwMEARI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PyMjRBzvsiw/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286840270225408274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-7684582284217553765?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7684582284217553765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=7684582284217553765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7684582284217553765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7684582284217553765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/01/naomi-faces.html' title='Naomi Faces'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6hPAf5dZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/nBA1PUQ3oDE/s72-c/IMG_4107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3753774178674308615</id><published>2009-01-02T16:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:16:46.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gUWyB9dI/AAAAAAAAAZM/43K_t_PJdPc/s1600-h/IMG_4088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gUWyB9dI/AAAAAAAAAZM/43K_t_PJdPc/s320/IMG_4088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286839284152792530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gT-FGL-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/4Pgay2hpsWE/s1600-h/IMG_4077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gT-FGL-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/4Pgay2hpsWE/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286839277521874914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gTQv9wyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/spe1uspquNI/s1600-h/IMG_4073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gTQv9wyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/spe1uspquNI/s320/IMG_4073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286839265353646882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gSrbJe2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/yBVLJp6EGpo/s1600-h/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gSrbJe2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/yBVLJp6EGpo/s320/IMG_4068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286839255334222690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gRlH1N4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/oiDKAeSBWDs/s1600-h/IMG_4060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gRlH1N4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/oiDKAeSBWDs/s320/IMG_4060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286839236462720898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We had a lot of fun for Naomi's birthday. The children wanted to spread the presents out so we opened one after each meal. She received a lovely doll, dress up clothes, and moola. The coolest present was the one that her brother made her. Enoch drew her a Wall-E, Eve, cockroach, and Mo, pictures from the movie, "WALL-E." They are now hanging in a place of honor in her room. &lt;br /&gt;  We had a yummy breakfast cake, and after dinner we had a pile of different cookies. (We had a party just a few days before for Mom's, Naomi's and a friend's birthday so instead of more cake we took advantage of the holiday goodies. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3753774178674308615?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3753774178674308615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3753774178674308615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3753774178674308615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3753774178674308615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2009/01/naomis-birthday.html' title='Naomi&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SV6gUWyB9dI/AAAAAAAAAZM/43K_t_PJdPc/s72-c/IMG_4088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-6566166832924416834</id><published>2008-12-30T19:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:52:18.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw an elf!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVreWyvylHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DPMrIA2lgG4/s1600-h/IMG_4058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVreWyvylHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DPMrIA2lgG4/s320/IMG_4058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285781595833406578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-6566166832924416834?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6566166832924416834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=6566166832924416834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6566166832924416834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6566166832924416834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-saw-elf.html' title='I saw an elf!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVreWyvylHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DPMrIA2lgG4/s72-c/IMG_4058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8759276476183443790</id><published>2008-12-30T19:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:50:39.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrd0rbGSgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cuiK00o317c/s1600-h/IMG_4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrd0rbGSgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cuiK00o317c/s320/IMG_4049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285781009752017410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrd0MNFDQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/aGY-vxeFjFE/s1600-h/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrd0MNFDQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/aGY-vxeFjFE/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285781001371716866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Only moved in a few weeks and we hosted Thanksgiving. Luckily, I have a very laid back family who doesn't need coddled, and I don't need to be the "hostess with the mostest".&lt;br /&gt;It also helps that we had a room to "hide" everything not unpacked yet. (Where everything still is a month later!) &lt;br /&gt; It was a great time, we each of my siblings made it over at some point and we enjoyed Grandma and Grandpa the whole time! Thanks everybody!&lt;br /&gt; The pictures are of Joel and Naomi at the tableand Aunt Steph with Nathan. I know a picture was taken with everybody at the table, but who's camera it ended up on, I'm not sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8759276476183443790?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8759276476183443790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8759276476183443790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8759276476183443790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8759276476183443790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrd0rbGSgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cuiK00o317c/s72-c/IMG_4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-749629516484620227</id><published>2008-12-30T19:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:28:39.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss the "dangerous" playgrounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrYyNwCrRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/xQihD0UGIs8/s1600-h/IMG_4041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrYyNwCrRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/xQihD0UGIs8/s320/IMG_4041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285775469868920082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrYxfjjTsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_aGtrezFCAQ/s1600-h/IMG_4038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrYxfjjTsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_aGtrezFCAQ/s320/IMG_4038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285775457468501698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On our move to Fruitland, Idaho we stopped in Hines, Oregon for lunch. The playground there was old. It was great! The old merry-go-rounds, teeter-totters, swings, and a HUGE slide. This things was a monstrosity of height and length. Definitely an over-protective parent nightmare. Miss those "dangerous" days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-749629516484620227?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/749629516484620227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=749629516484620227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/749629516484620227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/749629516484620227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-miss-dangerous-playgrounds.html' title='We miss the &quot;dangerous&quot; playgrounds'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVrYyNwCrRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/xQihD0UGIs8/s72-c/IMG_4041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-6887932772417270959</id><published>2008-12-27T10:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:13:32.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medieval Times at the Palmers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwONTeb1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/X2hSV8RRtbo/s1600-h/IMG_4026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwONTeb1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/X2hSV8RRtbo/s320/IMG_4026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284534602157682514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwNylyF-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/X5weVftAFkU/s1600-h/IMG_4023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwNylyF-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/X5weVftAFkU/s320/IMG_4023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284534594986711010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwNOWmcII/AAAAAAAAAXU/KM-UQxDvpq4/s1600-h/IMG_4022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwNOWmcII/AAAAAAAAAXU/KM-UQxDvpq4/s320/IMG_4022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284534585259356290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We had been studying medieval times while in Oregon and as we packed up to leave the children were loathe to part with some of our creations. To ease the sadness we took pictures of some of them for our memory books. Pictured is our cardboard castle,(catapult is hidden inside), our diorama of a peasant hut, and the poem the boys composed about peasant life. &lt;br /&gt; Of course, the helmets, shields, and swords we made came with us. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-6887932772417270959?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6887932772417270959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=6887932772417270959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6887932772417270959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6887932772417270959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/12/medieval-times-at-palmers.html' title='Medieval Times at the Palmers'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZwONTeb1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/X2hSV8RRtbo/s72-c/IMG_4026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1076627266802238227</id><published>2008-12-27T10:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:54:54.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enoch's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZrwWB-4rI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HJZRdr873_M/s1600-h/IMG_4007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZrwWB-4rI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HJZRdr873_M/s320/IMG_4007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284529691057644210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Enoch's presents for his eighth birthday was a (real) bow and arrow set. Here is a picture of him posing with it. He is very excited to develop his archery skills. He had a great birthday and we were also able to baptize him a few days before we left Myrtle Creek. The family picture in the blog title is a picture of our family we took for his baptism. It was a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1076627266802238227?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1076627266802238227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1076627266802238227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1076627266802238227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1076627266802238227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/12/enochs-birthday.html' title='Enoch&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZrwWB-4rI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HJZRdr873_M/s72-c/IMG_4007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4851563549744599270</id><published>2008-12-27T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:47:32.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love Grandpa and Grandma Schoenwald!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZqJM9Wf4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/q_QGBtYZ0kw/s1600-h/IMG_3996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZqJM9Wf4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/q_QGBtYZ0kw/s320/IMG_3996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284527919095775106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4851563549744599270?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4851563549744599270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4851563549744599270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4851563549744599270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4851563549744599270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-love-grandpa-and-grandma-schoenwald.html' title='We love Grandpa and Grandma Schoenwald!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SVZqJM9Wf4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/q_QGBtYZ0kw/s72-c/IMG_3996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-7813862618950670040</id><published>2008-11-12T22:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:46:07.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Core Dump</title><content type='html'>Sorry everybody for the core dump. We have been busy lately and when the computer comes free after the kids are in bed, (such is the life with a work-at-home husband) blogging hasn't been high on the list. So here is the catch up from the past 5 weeks. You may have to go back a page to catch it all!&lt;br /&gt;  Also to let you know, we will be moving to Fruitland, Idaho next week. Bart has excepted a job in Ontario, Oregon right across the river from Fruitland. We are very excited. Let you know more later!-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-7813862618950670040?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7813862618950670040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=7813862618950670040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7813862618950670040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7813862618950670040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/core-dump.html' title='Core Dump'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4990885570971509933</id><published>2008-11-12T22:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:42:05.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-JgaZWiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/83Qa8OT28g0/s1600-h/IMG_3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-JgaZWiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/83Qa8OT28g0/s320/IMG_3858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268013259668675106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-JHTUT8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/motZbPBHiXE/s1600-h/IMG_3882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-JHTUT8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/motZbPBHiXE/s320/IMG_3882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268013252928098242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-IqRJdMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/V4qixjR1XHo/s1600-h/IMG_3883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-IqRJdMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/V4qixjR1XHo/s320/IMG_3883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268013245134369986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4990885570971509933?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4990885570971509933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4990885570971509933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4990885570971509933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4990885570971509933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/cuteness.html' title='Cuteness'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu-JgaZWiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/83Qa8OT28g0/s72-c/IMG_3858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-639904300799771026</id><published>2008-11-12T22:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:39:51.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Costumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu9oJGqOjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fU7hPPkV5jA/s1600-h/IMG_3991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu9oJGqOjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fU7hPPkV5jA/s320/IMG_3991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268012686476196402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu9nyOWorI/AAAAAAAAAVk/3wdUZcGPGVM/s1600-h/IMG_3994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu9nyOWorI/AAAAAAAAAVk/3wdUZcGPGVM/s320/IMG_3994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268012680334451378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Enoch and Eli decided to create costumes with paper bags all themselves. Of course Naomi had to try one on, and Nathan won't pass up a chance to be in front of the camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-639904300799771026?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/639904300799771026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=639904300799771026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/639904300799771026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/639904300799771026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/creative-costumes.html' title='Creative Costumes'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu9oJGqOjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fU7hPPkV5jA/s72-c/IMG_3991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5710345635073173297</id><published>2008-11-12T22:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:34:04.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enoch's Eighth Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8HnWawxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RRi5nKAwcIo/s1600-h/IMG_3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8HnWawxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RRi5nKAwcIo/s320/IMG_3976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268011028148044562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8HfIedOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/p4D91oK4Oqw/s1600-h/IMG_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8HfIedOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/p4D91oK4Oqw/s320/IMG_3978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268011025942082786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8G-ZDM7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/v7r1xYq1lRc/s1600-h/IMG_3985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8G-ZDM7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/v7r1xYq1lRc/s320/IMG_3985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268011017153229746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Enoch's birthday was three days ago. I had wonderful plans which just wouldn't materialize as evidenced by his cake. I was going to make him a great R2-D2 3-D cake. Instead, the day played out where we hurriedly drew R2-D2 on right before dinner. Oh well, he didn't seem to mind&lt;br /&gt; He got some money from Grandma and Grandpa Palmer, some Eli creations, Wall-E sheets and legos from Grandma and Grandpa Schoenwald, and my favorite, a bow, arrows, and guards from us. He is excited for when we move to get a bale of hay and start practicing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5710345635073173297?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5710345635073173297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5710345635073173297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5710345635073173297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5710345635073173297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/enochs-eighth-birthday.html' title='Enoch&apos;s Eighth Birthday'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu8HnWawxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RRi5nKAwcIo/s72-c/IMG_3976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5180357674064767844</id><published>2008-11-12T22:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:54:47.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacksmith field trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu678AXTZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1FAgPdRpPn4/s1600-h/IMG_3968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu678AXTZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1FAgPdRpPn4/s320/IMG_3968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009728022629778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu67tadRcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/k_gsa8Ch0Bg/s1600-h/IMG_3969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu67tadRcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/k_gsa8Ch0Bg/s320/IMG_3969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009724105541058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu67IyePfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nXBr4SI6NIU/s1600-h/IMG_3972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu67IyePfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nXBr4SI6NIU/s320/IMG_3972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009714274156018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu66okcdfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZUsmSU8ve1M/s1600-h/IMG_3973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu66okcdfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZUsmSU8ve1M/s320/IMG_3973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009705625384434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Our friend, Scott Wadsworth, loves his hobby of being a blacksmith. You can't find too many people who do it the way it used to be done. He and his father's shop is lined with hundreds of tools from an old train engine smithy. It's pretty awesome. &lt;br /&gt; He showed us how to make several things and even let Enoch help him twist a piece. &lt;br /&gt;We came home with several souvenirs. He even made us two nails that would be very similar to the type that would have pierced the hands of our Savior. Very moving.&lt;br /&gt; He has some you tube videos of he and a friends work. I will have to find them and post them. &lt;br /&gt; Although Enoch is the only one pictured in the pictures I posted, all the children were there and were wonderously  well-behaved and sad that they were to short to jump in and do something too!(And just in case you think I'm crazy, Bart was there too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5180357674064767844?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5180357674064767844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5180357674064767844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5180357674064767844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5180357674064767844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/blacksmith-field-trip.html' title='Blacksmith field trip'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu678AXTZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1FAgPdRpPn4/s72-c/IMG_3968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5515652886676240930</id><published>2008-11-12T22:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:20:14.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu42AbLTwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3PoJp-HPw5I/s1600-h/IMG_3956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu42AbLTwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3PoJp-HPw5I/s320/IMG_3956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268007427106361090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu41x0yTnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SgV67dgrOEU/s1600-h/IMG_3948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu41x0yTnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SgV67dgrOEU/s320/IMG_3948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268007423187242610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu41QXaLgI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SZ2RSXbsAKc/s1600-h/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu41QXaLgI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SZ2RSXbsAKc/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268007414205656578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu40m3hW1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/x0iqjmPKzOU/s1600-h/IMG_3951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu40m3hW1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/x0iqjmPKzOU/s320/IMG_3951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268007403066055506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu4yCNxBwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/68GkL_OEUss/s1600-h/IMG_3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu4yCNxBwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/68GkL_OEUss/s320/IMG_3958.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268007358867506946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Halloween the boys made their own armor to be knights. Although the swords are from a friend's birthday party. (Went well with our homeschooling of medieval times.) Naomi was of course, the princess, outfit made by Grandma. Nathan was a baby in pajamas. (If he doesn't care, I admittedly am glad just to get four out the door.) &lt;br /&gt; We went to Wild Life Safari for the night. It was great!  A little trunk or treating, ride the train, see the animals,  pet a baby croc, ton of games, make a carmel apple, and watch an animal show, etc. We had a ball.&lt;br /&gt; We loved having Grandma Schoenwald and Aunt Stephie with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5515652886676240930?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5515652886676240930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5515652886676240930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5515652886676240930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5515652886676240930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu42AbLTwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3PoJp-HPw5I/s72-c/IMG_3956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2672060960059271744</id><published>2008-11-12T22:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:13:35.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3bAZwiDI/AAAAAAAAAT8/le-2HmsEIrA/s1600-h/IMG_3946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3bAZwiDI/AAAAAAAAAT8/le-2HmsEIrA/s320/IMG_3946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268005863732316210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3a-00SdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/XDtfg9Z_9p0/s1600-h/IMG_3941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3a-00SdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/XDtfg9Z_9p0/s320/IMG_3941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268005863308937682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3avqd_VI/AAAAAAAAATs/MZuwl5uan98/s1600-h/IMG_3936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3avqd_VI/AAAAAAAAATs/MZuwl5uan98/s320/IMG_3936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268005859239001426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our dear neighbor and friend Barb, came over to show us how to decorate using frosting tips and such. She does cakes as a hobby. With the kids we chose sugar cookies to experiment on. The loved it! In the end it was all just a pile of frosting but they enjoyed it. I took a picture of each of them, but Naomi looked so adorably professional, I chose hers to include here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2672060960059271744?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2672060960059271744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2672060960059271744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2672060960059271744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2672060960059271744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/decorating-class.html' title='Decorating class'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu3bAZwiDI/AAAAAAAAAT8/le-2HmsEIrA/s72-c/IMG_3946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8154223262453307133</id><published>2008-11-12T22:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:10:07.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cleaning of the pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu2Z-4fbFI/AAAAAAAAATk/6KO0NqgMvcc/s1600-h/IMG_3932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu2Z-4fbFI/AAAAAAAAATk/6KO0NqgMvcc/s320/IMG_3932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268004746632850514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu2ZQkAmMI/AAAAAAAAATc/stXiEWjU3ig/s1600-h/IMG_3931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu2ZQkAmMI/AAAAAAAAATc/stXiEWjU3ig/s320/IMG_3931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268004734198913218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The children enthusiastically jumped into the cleaning of their pumpkins. However, when they realized what I meant by "cleaning them out," their enthusiasm waned. They were, of course, enthusiastic once more for the baking of the pumpkin seeds, (mostly retrieved by me) and the carving, (done by me.) I suggested painting them, but *sigh* didn't fly this year. :)&lt;br /&gt; They were worried that neither Dad or I had picked a pumpkin. I told them I was okay with just theirs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8154223262453307133?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8154223262453307133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8154223262453307133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8154223262453307133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8154223262453307133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/cleaning-of-pumpkins.html' title='The cleaning of the pumpkins'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu2Z-4fbFI/AAAAAAAAATk/6KO0NqgMvcc/s72-c/IMG_3932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-676135902913651896</id><published>2008-11-12T22:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:05:26.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaves, need I say more?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu1iyf9tQI/AAAAAAAAATU/uJR8UIBozMY/s1600-h/IMG_3918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu1iyf9tQI/AAAAAAAAATU/uJR8UIBozMY/s320/IMG_3918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268003798415947010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu1iS1EO2I/AAAAAAAAATM/mKcUV_ub2H4/s1600-h/IMG_3920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu1iS1EO2I/AAAAAAAAATM/mKcUV_ub2H4/s320/IMG_3920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268003789914520418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-676135902913651896?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/676135902913651896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=676135902913651896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/676135902913651896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/676135902913651896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/leaves-need-i-say-more.html' title='Leaves, need I say more?'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu1iyf9tQI/AAAAAAAAATU/uJR8UIBozMY/s72-c/IMG_3918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1652992057217286194</id><published>2008-11-12T21:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:03:34.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Orford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu04VbBraI/AAAAAAAAATE/j6Xjx-Gt1NE/s1600-h/IMG_3896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu04VbBraI/AAAAAAAAATE/j6Xjx-Gt1NE/s320/IMG_3896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268003069056101794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu04KzLLzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/gjkZMNjkMBo/s1600-h/IMG_3894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu04KzLLzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/gjkZMNjkMBo/s320/IMG_3894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268003066204598066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu03pmP9QI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DH4yLICAuu4/s1600-h/IMG_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu03pmP9QI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DH4yLICAuu4/s320/IMG_3885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268003057292014850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We found out that our old friends the Elliots, from Logan, were going to be vacationing not to far from us on the coast. So we met them at their rental in Port Orford. The day was gorgeous, it was lovely to see them. Unfortunately, Eli fell really ill. He was having respiratory difficulties and a high fever. He recovered a few days later and no one else has gotten anything but a cold.&lt;br /&gt;  Krislyn and I are happy that our hubbies are such great sand creators. The kids loved the turtle they built with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1652992057217286194?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1652992057217286194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1652992057217286194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1652992057217286194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1652992057217286194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/port-orford.html' title='Port Orford'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRu04VbBraI/AAAAAAAAATE/j6Xjx-Gt1NE/s72-c/IMG_3896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1696416987097204301</id><published>2008-11-12T21:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:58:48.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-truck field trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-o2YpLI/AAAAAAAAASs/W4iETgHEvw4/s1600-h/IMG_3880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-o2YpLI/AAAAAAAAASs/W4iETgHEvw4/s320/IMG_3880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002077838714034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-dZ_PeI/AAAAAAAAASk/Q1s4-tQTmAk/s1600-h/IMG_3878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-dZ_PeI/AAAAAAAAASk/Q1s4-tQTmAk/s320/IMG_3878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002074766818786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-KOdXCI/AAAAAAAAASc/6N_YuCcSlqg/s1600-h/IMG_3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-KOdXCI/AAAAAAAAASc/6N_YuCcSlqg/s320/IMG_3863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002069618187298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz91wwAYI/AAAAAAAAASU/rItk4hoWEIc/s1600-h/IMG_3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz91wwAYI/AAAAAAAAASU/rItk4hoWEIc/s320/IMG_3861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002064124871042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz9eBL-TI/AAAAAAAAASM/U9ppxVCTWx8/s1600-h/IMG_3860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz9eBL-TI/AAAAAAAAASM/U9ppxVCTWx8/s320/IMG_3860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002057751361842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of ours owns his own semi-truck so for a field trip we met him  in our church parking lot. He showed us all about it, took us for a ride around the block (a few of us at a time plus the dog) and even had us help him do some maintenance. Very fun. Although I think we may have made the neighbors wonder with our experiments with the horn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1696416987097204301?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1696416987097204301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1696416987097204301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1696416987097204301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1696416987097204301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/semi-truck-field-trip.html' title='Semi-truck field trip'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuz-o2YpLI/AAAAAAAAASs/W4iETgHEvw4/s72-c/IMG_3880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1764700994287199530</id><published>2008-11-12T21:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:49:44.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRux0AZrsBI/AAAAAAAAARc/vr8uUqN--Ug/s1600-h/IMG_3960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRux0AZrsBI/AAAAAAAAARc/vr8uUqN--Ug/s320/IMG_3960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267999696158961682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuxz2yDGTI/AAAAAAAAARU/apjmZpaN5_c/s1600-h/IMG_3854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRuxz2yDGTI/AAAAAAAAARU/apjmZpaN5_c/s320/IMG_3854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267999693576804658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The kids and I have decided to make aprons. I helped them cut them out because our scissors were horrid. I have been slowly having them help me sew them. Eli and Joel sit on my lap but Enoch likes to do it himself with me standing beside him giving him verbal guidance. Going well so far. (Except for the time when Enoch and I had our hands by the needle to try and do something and Eli decided to fall and land on the pedal. We were grateful not to have our fingers sewn!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1764700994287199530?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1764700994287199530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1764700994287199530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1764700994287199530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1764700994287199530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/11/aprons.html' title='Aprons'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SRux0AZrsBI/AAAAAAAAARc/vr8uUqN--Ug/s72-c/IMG_3960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-6790110454936986301</id><published>2008-10-02T23:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:42:19.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung-Fu you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWwrkhTXuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9BBYz76Xhco/s1600-h/IMG_3848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWwrkhTXuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9BBYz76Xhco/s320/IMG_3848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252798802981773026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWwryxanMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4xGwi0HSxLQ/s1600-h/IMG_3849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWwryxanMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4xGwi0HSxLQ/s320/IMG_3849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252798806807452866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the couch talking to the kids when out of the blue Naomi and Joel pulled some random kung-fu pose on me. The looks on their faces were hilarious! The picture is not as good as the original pose, but you get the idea. And of course, Enoch and Eli have to get in on the camera action.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-6790110454936986301?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6790110454936986301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=6790110454936986301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6790110454936986301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6790110454936986301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/10/kung-fu-you.html' title='Kung-Fu you'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWwrkhTXuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9BBYz76Xhco/s72-c/IMG_3848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2908992613381552399</id><published>2008-10-02T23:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:34:28.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Every kid should have a tractor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3F45qDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hfRDkuV8Ekk/s1600-h/IMG_3843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3F45qDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hfRDkuV8Ekk/s320/IMG_3843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796801894426674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3aUQF6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/WTlTvRcpkKw/s1600-h/IMG_3844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3aUQF6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/WTlTvRcpkKw/s320/IMG_3844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796807377852322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3aGGv6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_FZ70ZEdoJM/s1600-h/IMG_3845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3aGGv6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_FZ70ZEdoJM/s320/IMG_3845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796807318519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3gAQfbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PbtHmdx-R3o/s1600-h/IMG_3846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3gAQfbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PbtHmdx-R3o/s320/IMG_3846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796808904605106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures from our field trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2908992613381552399?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2908992613381552399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2908992613381552399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2908992613381552399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2908992613381552399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/10/every-kid-should-have-tractor.html' title='Every kid should have a tractor....'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWu3F45qDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hfRDkuV8Ekk/s72-c/IMG_3843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8387216082645549193</id><published>2008-10-02T23:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:32:08.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip to the Hewitt Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuTl8GYGI/AAAAAAAAADU/F-qyvbudqks/s1600-h/IMG_3829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuTl8GYGI/AAAAAAAAADU/F-qyvbudqks/s320/IMG_3829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796192022487138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuTz9cbHI/AAAAAAAAADc/G9VKD9gy2Mk/s1600-h/IMG_3833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuTz9cbHI/AAAAAAAAADc/G9VKD9gy2Mk/s320/IMG_3833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796195786222706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuT5aV3gI/AAAAAAAAADk/Dke5YO4ShfM/s1600-h/IMG_3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuT5aV3gI/AAAAAAAAADk/Dke5YO4ShfM/s320/IMG_3836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796197249605122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuUOhmI1I/AAAAAAAAADs/sCY7bP2KkXw/s1600-h/IMG_3840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuUOhmI1I/AAAAAAAAADs/sCY7bP2KkXw/s320/IMG_3840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796202917176146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuUfj4KTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0o3WSiuJVWw/s1600-h/IMG_3842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuUfj4KTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0o3WSiuJVWw/s320/IMG_3842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252796207490148658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last Monday we had a wonderful time visiting the small farm of our friends, the Hewitts. We enjoyed lunch together (and our five little ones were impressively polite :)), played with the pups and dogs, fed the cows, braved the blackberry bushes to eat their yummy fruit and walked the river looking at beaver dams. It was a great four hours. Thanks Mark and Ruth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8387216082645549193?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8387216082645549193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8387216082645549193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8387216082645549193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8387216082645549193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/10/field-trip-to-hewitt-farm.html' title='Field Trip to the Hewitt Farm'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWuTl8GYGI/AAAAAAAAADU/F-qyvbudqks/s72-c/IMG_3829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3189451147707904315</id><published>2008-10-02T23:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:15:32.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It all looks innocent....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWqbcE4NhI/AAAAAAAAACc/mWPb9F94IqI/s1600-h/IMG_3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWqbcE4NhI/AAAAAAAAACc/mWPb9F94IqI/s320/IMG_3824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252791928767395346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWqbYkPPMI/AAAAAAAAACk/z729p3r_r14/s1600-h/IMG_3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWqbYkPPMI/AAAAAAAAACk/z729p3r_r14/s320/IMG_3825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252791927825185986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may look like ordinary cardboard boxes laying all over the living room floor. Wait until you see what's inside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3189451147707904315?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3189451147707904315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3189451147707904315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3189451147707904315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3189451147707904315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-all-looks-innocent.html' title='It all looks innocent....'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWqbcE4NhI/AAAAAAAAACc/mWPb9F94IqI/s72-c/IMG_3824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5783343635089465766</id><published>2008-10-02T23:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:09:57.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay on the Floor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpF5X8DhI/AAAAAAAAABs/leK_KTfgb_8/s1600-h/IMG_3808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpF5X8DhI/AAAAAAAAABs/leK_KTfgb_8/s320/IMG_3808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252790459163217426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpGAzjrZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zLvkIcl3dQE/s1600-h/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpGAzjrZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zLvkIcl3dQE/s320/IMG_3810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252790461158108562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpGFknO8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/tFDeIGjEoQA/s1600-h/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpGFknO8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/tFDeIGjEoQA/s320/IMG_3818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252790462437604290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpGXeRksI/AAAAAAAAACE/YXwqthlvKkA/s1600-h/IMG_3815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpGXeRksI/AAAAAAAAACE/YXwqthlvKkA/s320/IMG_3815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252790467242857154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan is a climber! It's a good thing he smiles so cute when I catch him at the dinner table smearing the butter everywhere. Here are a couple shots of him on the table, getting his own cheerios, and in the entertainment center.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5783343635089465766?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5783343635089465766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5783343635089465766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5783343635089465766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5783343635089465766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-on-floor.html' title='Stay on the Floor!'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SOWpF5X8DhI/AAAAAAAAABs/leK_KTfgb_8/s72-c/IMG_3808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1419344221208249103</id><published>2008-09-21T22:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:38:59.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SNchXiDNubI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TBfjrPnWl1U/s1600-h/PA180010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SNchXiDNubI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TBfjrPnWl1U/s320/PA180010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248700578884598194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching through pictures I came across this one of Joel as a baby. This was when we were in Hawaii, after he and I came back from our stay at the children's hospital in Ohio. He looks a little different from the steroids and his trial but I love this picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1419344221208249103?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1419344221208249103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1419344221208249103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1419344221208249103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1419344221208249103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SNchXiDNubI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TBfjrPnWl1U/s72-c/PA180010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8750903991689482381</id><published>2008-09-21T21:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:20:00.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I conquered the cake!</title><content type='html'>Last week a friend told me about her exercise group that she meets with in the mornings. She has mentioned the group to me before, but this time I considered joining. It is in the early morning so it doesn't interfere with the family and it's a private group of ladies, no clubs or anything and there are MANY levels of fitness. (much less intimidating then the college gym) I've known I've needed something for a long time. I've been amazed at how falling apart I already feel at my young age.&lt;br /&gt;   Enoch: "Mom, can you do a cartwheel?"&lt;br /&gt;    Me: "You bet!"&lt;br /&gt;  As I turn my beautiful cartwheel my body cries out in pain.&lt;br /&gt;  Me: "That didn't used to hurt!"&lt;br /&gt; We also plan on having atleast one more baby and I'm nervous about being up to snuff, so I talked to Bart about joining this group. Then I prayed to the Heavenly Father that I felt like this would be good for me but I haven't slept through the night in over a year and a half so he would have to get me out of bed.  5:15 AM the next morning. PING! I was awake, guess I'm going.&lt;br /&gt; The two days that were left in that week I worked my tail off. (Hopefully) It was brutal for someone who considers kneading bread exercise. (And I still do.:)) I have been so stiff and sore the past three days.&lt;br /&gt;  Then I noticed something. Today is our ward's "Linger Longer." A potluck dinner they do  every third Sunday after church. Now  I don't buy junkfood, I don't usually make junkfood, but hey, if those cookies show up in the hands of my visiting teacher I will eat most of them to save everybody else the torture. So potlucks are an obvious temptation. But today it was different.&lt;br /&gt;  I found myself thinking,"I should go back! Kathy just brought Lasagna. I need some Lasagna."&lt;br /&gt;  Another voice replied."Why? Don't you have enough on your plate to fill you up?" I didn't get any lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;  "Look at all those desserts! I should try all of them!"&lt;br /&gt;  "You don't need all those desserts, how about a small piece of cake and a cookie?" (which actually turned out to still be more than I needed.)&lt;br /&gt;  Later that evening we had popcorn with the kids. Suddenly, I thought. "I don't want this anymore. I'm done." Now, does that ever happen? NO!  Popcorn make everyone a mindless eating machine, but we left some in the bowl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Then tonight after the kids were in bed, Bart offers me some of our leftover cake that we had scraped together for the "Linger Longer."  (Yes, ironically enough we made cake to take.) I thought about it and said:&lt;br /&gt; "No, I think I'll just have a glass of water."&lt;br /&gt; Who is this person? Did I just pass up a piece of spice cake with my mother's maple frosting on top? It suddenly hit me all the will power I  had demonstrated today over food. Where did it come from?&lt;br /&gt; I tell you this long story because I think it comes from the exercise! Just this small beginning of challenging myself physically has made me already respect myself more. I haven't been aching for three days only to screw it up for a free sugar cookie. (More than one anyway. :))I also feel stronger on all fronts because I found the will power to get up before 6 am and challenge myself physically.&lt;br /&gt;   I admit, it may not last. But the idea that this experience is helping me in so many ways, might just get me out of bed tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8750903991689482381?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8750903991689482381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8750903991689482381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8750903991689482381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8750903991689482381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-conquered-cake.html' title='I conquered the cake!'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1401595703929302006</id><published>2008-09-19T22:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:30:51.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum popsicles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8cL2D36I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ijci49JT5J4/s1600-h/IMG_3797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8cL2D36I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ijci49JT5J4/s320/IMG_3797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956289451188130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8chgI80I/AAAAAAAAAPc/ftQFeWOAG3w/s1600-h/IMG_3798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8chgI80I/AAAAAAAAAPc/ftQFeWOAG3w/s320/IMG_3798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956295264826178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8dPwHNFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/f2IBXeXTmC8/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8dPwHNFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/f2IBXeXTmC8/s320/IMG_3799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956307679851602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1401595703929302006?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1401595703929302006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1401595703929302006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1401595703929302006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1401595703929302006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/09/yum-popsicles.html' title='Yum popsicles!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR8cL2D36I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Ijci49JT5J4/s72-c/IMG_3797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-9091923223085854645</id><published>2008-09-19T22:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:28:35.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7l-ASfaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iJxZC4jvM9M/s1600-h/IMG_3787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7l-ASfaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iJxZC4jvM9M/s320/IMG_3787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247955358023056802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7mTU-cvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OQOAUpUI3JU/s1600-h/IMG_3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7mTU-cvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OQOAUpUI3JU/s320/IMG_3786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247955363746968306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7msZcZUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PMcuA8WZcu8/s1600-h/IMG_3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7msZcZUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PMcuA8WZcu8/s320/IMG_3783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247955370476594498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7m8_5L0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/pjFngP3VXeo/s1600-h/IMG_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7m8_5L0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/pjFngP3VXeo/s320/IMG_3794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247955374932832066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7nYiHiQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GcbKs_PvKbk/s1600-h/IMG_3781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7nYiHiQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GcbKs_PvKbk/s320/IMG_3781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247955382324136194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On the way home from Utah we discovered about midway through Oregon that the road we had planned to take was closed do to a fire. Luckily, there was another road we could take instead of turning around. Granted it was a little roaming :) but only added about 2 hours more. Could have been worse. It was definitely pretty! We stopped at a pretty trail for a break and a small hike to get the wiggles out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-9091923223085854645?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/9091923223085854645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=9091923223085854645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9091923223085854645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9091923223085854645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-way-home.html' title='On the way home...'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR7l-ASfaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iJxZC4jvM9M/s72-c/IMG_3787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-6765514253661716403</id><published>2008-09-19T22:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:18:12.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back a bit.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR5fVcuCuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xIAl6lYx2Rw/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR5fVcuCuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xIAl6lYx2Rw/s320/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247953045033978594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last week we got back from a wonderful trip to Utah to attend the sealing of our dear friends, the Belands. However, as I get ready to post this I realized I have an extremely sad lack of pictures, not to mention a smudge on my camera lens. *sigh* We had a great time with so many loved ones, I apologize to you all that your pictures are not on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;  We drove through the middle of Oregon ( no mans land) and stayed the night at our friends, the Goings in Boise. We had a good time that night at the playground with them and their three daughters. &lt;br /&gt;  Next day, we went to Logan. We stayed with the Belands and immensely enjoyed our time there. Thank heavens they have a big house! Together we had eleven children and they did beautifully. They played so well together, it was great! Pictured are the all children except Nathan, and their twins, Oliver and Elliot. &lt;br /&gt;  We enjoyed having a Medieval themed birthday party for their eldest, Truman, attending their daddy's endowment, and their family sealing. We also had lots of great conversation and even traded babysitting so we could have date nights!&lt;br /&gt;  We also had a nice time attending church in our old ward and seeing old friends there, and seeing family Sunday afternoon. Bart's parents, and three siblings' families came together to visit us and we are so grateful for their effort to come from Idaho (and for Ruth for hosting) so we could see them all.&lt;br /&gt;  I also made a new friend. Hi Katie! :)&lt;br /&gt; On the way back to Oregon we spent the night with the Dames in Fruitland. What would we do without all these good friends! It is so much better to be able to enjoy time with friends then go to a hotel. (Hopefully our friends we imposed on felt the same way.):)&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, thank you to all, and we know we didn't catch everybody (sorry to those we missed), but we thank you all for being there for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-6765514253661716403?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6765514253661716403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=6765514253661716403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6765514253661716403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6765514253661716403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-back-bit.html' title='Going back a bit.....'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SNR5fVcuCuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xIAl6lYx2Rw/s72-c/IMG_3713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4751675728901354923</id><published>2008-09-15T22:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:57:58.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I was determined to get back on track. Uh-oh. The funny thing about that idea is when your trying to raise 5 independent, thinking individuals, (and one husband) that is a lot of tracks to well, keep track of. (Until, they are independent, thinking individuals. And I mean the kids, Bart does pretty well for himself. :))&lt;br /&gt;  So as a salute to myself, I'm going to list what we did today. Follow along if you so desire. &lt;br /&gt; -Got up at 6:30 AM with baby. Had personal scripture. Made breakfast for my Dad who was stopping in and had an early meeting.&lt;br /&gt;-Devotional with Family. Kids put to right their bedrooms, I put together breakfast. (Hubby very helpful)&lt;br /&gt;-Eat breakfast. Kids wash their own bowl and  spoon. ( I have no dishwasher so I employ 4, Enoch, Eli, Joel and Naomi.)&lt;br /&gt;-We divvied up chores during breakfast, so then we did our chores. I did mine, and gave assistance to those who needed help. (Thanks Naomi for watering the plants.) Best two year old ever! :) While I finish up my chores kids do activity books.  &lt;br /&gt;-Got together for "Mom school." Well, all except Eli who wasn't finished with chores yet. I won't badger you, you just start missing out. &lt;br /&gt;-We are studying the middle ages for "mom school" this year. We talked about ideas, schedules and our cool new school supplies. We read out of our Book of Mormon readers for our Ward's Book of Mormon challenge.&lt;br /&gt;-Designed and Decorate our personal notebooks for this year. &lt;br /&gt;-Snack&lt;br /&gt;- Sneak laundry in many times of the day.&lt;br /&gt;-Did another art project with some of our cool, new, supplies. &lt;br /&gt;-Naomi needed attention, played "memory" with her and other kiddos joined. (North American wildlife memory no less, thanks Grandma. )&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch&lt;br /&gt;-Joel break. He's tired and stressing. SO he and I hide in a room and read a few books. Grab Naomi to read a book and put her down for a nap. &lt;br /&gt;-Mom study time. Make a list of all the cool things I would do and study if I had any money. :) Enoch and I practice our cursive. (Yes, I said Enoch and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-20 minutes outside, we play around and dehead flowers. &lt;br /&gt;-Silent reading time. We all read books for 30 minutes then all who wanted to, read a book to the group or shared a favorite part of their reading.&lt;br /&gt;-We clean out the Suburban. After our long trip to Utah, (did I mention that?) We had to empty it and vacuum it. Ironically, the "stuff" is now sitting in two boxes in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;-Free time. Everyone plays, while Mom sorts mail, does laundry, etc. &lt;br /&gt;-We ALL make dinner. Joel watches and flips eggs, Eli toasts the english muffins, Enoch slices cheese, and cuts the green pepper, and Naomi sits on the floor and peels a carrot. (Peels onto a cookies sheet.) Mom supervises and washes dishes. The scene reminds me of the breakfast scene on "Cheaper By the Dozen," with kids everywhere in the kitchen, but that's how we like it.  Yes, we had egg and cheese sandwiches, but hey, there were pepper slices and carrots on the side! :)&lt;br /&gt;-Clean up dinner in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;-We got outside to have our FHE treat. (homemade Popsicle) Yes, we have the treat right after dinner. We decided it's the best way to let the sugar run it's course BEFORE bed. &lt;br /&gt;-Enjoy outside so much we decided to have the activity first and played frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;-Come in and clean up for bed and the rest of FHE. Bathe three younger ones who are covered in "treat." All children get a room to pick up, helped by Dad, Mom vacuums under the dining room table from dinner. &lt;br /&gt;-FHE Lesson. &lt;br /&gt;-Brush teeth, go potty, put away your clean clothes, etc. TO BED! Pray, Read three books, Sing one song. Leave room.&lt;br /&gt;-Bart and I sit and sip our peach tea, eat our shortbread. (which I made this morning did I mention that?) (Thanks Amber for a new tradition!) Relax and look over the Pier One Catalog. Not impressed. Look over Diabetic Cooking that comes in the mail for my Dad, actually find some good recipes. &lt;br /&gt;-Bart working, I"m blogging, and will hopefully  be going to bed soon. &lt;br /&gt;I read this this post and think sure, I also took care of Baby Nathan, changed two kids diapers continually, returned phone calls, etc. But it doesn't sound like so much written down. SO why am I wondering: When do I find time to plan for tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4751675728901354923?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4751675728901354923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4751675728901354923' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4751675728901354923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4751675728901354923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/09/whew.html' title='Whew!!!!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2914697541458097098</id><published>2008-08-28T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:58:46.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm, never mind.</title><content type='html'>You know those trials that make you grow? I must not be paying much attention because I sometimes feel like we are being given quite a few lately. &lt;br /&gt;  Colorado is out, on hold? I'm not sure how to label it. We got called two days ago and told that they weren't ready for us. There is talk about consulting for the next 4 months and maybe being hired on full time in Jan. &lt;br /&gt;  We are still here in Oregon, looking at other jobs, again. It might work out in Colorado but I am frankly disgusted with how this all played out. So we shall see if I like them in a couple of months (disdainful sniff) :). &lt;br /&gt;  So we will keep plugging along, now the question is, how much should  I unpack?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2914697541458097098?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2914697541458097098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2914697541458097098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2914697541458097098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2914697541458097098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/umm-never-mind.html' title='Umm, never mind.'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2670035812831961684</id><published>2008-08-24T17:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:07:47.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch ya on the flip side.</title><content type='html'>Well, at the moment it looks like we will be moving to Colorado. We should have the final, final job offer tomorrow. However, we are planning on leaving Oregon this week in order to spend a few days with family in Idaho. Then, we will be in Logan for a week or so for Bart to be able to take care of things at USU and so we can attend the sealing of some of our dearest friends. That's all we know. Bart is planning on going to Colorado after that, but when and how the kids and I will get there, or where we will live are still very much up in the air. Ah, how I love these adventures! :) Keep us in your prayers that things will be opened up as we try to move forward. I don't know when I'll get to post again and from where. So catch you on the flip side!&lt;br /&gt;Love-The Palmers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2670035812831961684?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2670035812831961684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2670035812831961684' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2670035812831961684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2670035812831961684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/catch-ya-on-flip-side.html' title='Catch ya on the flip side.'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5372941899034056587</id><published>2008-08-24T16:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:44:23.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip and slide fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkOB-U3EI/AAAAAAAAANY/w1WcoXTS2WM/s1600-h/IMG_3680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkOB-U3EI/AAAAAAAAANY/w1WcoXTS2WM/s320/IMG_3680.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238218771307748418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkOgGhVvI/AAAAAAAAANg/Vudjloozwi8/s1600-h/IMG_3678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkOgGhVvI/AAAAAAAAANg/Vudjloozwi8/s320/IMG_3678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238218779395184370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkPFUXx6I/AAAAAAAAANo/xtM4nRcvVG0/s1600-h/IMG_3681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkPFUXx6I/AAAAAAAAANo/xtM4nRcvVG0/s320/IMG_3681.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238218789385389986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkPTmk8yI/AAAAAAAAANw/wR__eotgCFA/s1600-h/IMG_3682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkPTmk8yI/AAAAAAAAANw/wR__eotgCFA/s320/IMG_3682.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238218793219846946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkP6JMU8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJQDZNLGMUo/s1600-h/IMG_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkP6JMU8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJQDZNLGMUo/s320/IMG_3683.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238218803565581250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5372941899034056587?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5372941899034056587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5372941899034056587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5372941899034056587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5372941899034056587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/slip-and-slide-fun.html' title='Slip and slide fun!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHkOB-U3EI/AAAAAAAAANY/w1WcoXTS2WM/s72-c/IMG_3680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4384156965577834485</id><published>2008-08-24T16:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:39:49.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enoch and the Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjK9avdmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vdQoiAjIKBc/s1600-h/IMG_3664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjK9avdmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vdQoiAjIKBc/s320/IMG_3664.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238217619033519714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjLDdb6hI/AAAAAAAAANA/PwGut9uwcl8/s1600-h/IMG_3670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjLDdb6hI/AAAAAAAAANA/PwGut9uwcl8/s320/IMG_3670.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238217620655434258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjLfNqDFI/AAAAAAAAANI/IntLTv5JiOc/s1600-h/IMG_3674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjLfNqDFI/AAAAAAAAANI/IntLTv5JiOc/s320/IMG_3674.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238217628105444434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjLtwa_KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Bvo7pYMRHhc/s1600-h/IMG_3675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjLtwa_KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Bvo7pYMRHhc/s320/IMG_3675.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238217632009354402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Enoch called me over to show me he had a butterfly/moth friend. We have read about butterflies and so he knew not to touch it's wings. He had waited quietly and patiently and it had finally crawled onto his fingers. It sat there patiently while I tried to take a picture, discovered the batteries were dead, ran back to my room, got new batteries, tried to take more pictures only to discover that the settings were off, got things corrected and finally took those pictures. Whew! What an awesome experience for Enoch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4384156965577834485?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4384156965577834485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4384156965577834485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4384156965577834485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4384156965577834485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/enoch-and-butterfly.html' title='Enoch and the Butterfly'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHjK9avdmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vdQoiAjIKBc/s72-c/IMG_3664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5190421929922631063</id><published>2008-08-24T16:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:32:07.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Multnomah Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhUOUGEXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/J4pvVFu2Bwg/s1600-h/IMG_3655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhUOUGEXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/J4pvVFu2Bwg/s320/IMG_3655.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238215579164610930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhWvPyhXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oE-1erksNOc/s1600-h/IMG_3657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhWvPyhXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oE-1erksNOc/s320/IMG_3657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238215622364661106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhWx82w4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/cS31MO9BxVk/s1600-h/IMG_3660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhWx82w4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/cS31MO9BxVk/s320/IMG_3660.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238215623090553730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhXDjNYpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LFuRDbn26-4/s1600-h/IMG_3659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhXDjNYpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LFuRDbn26-4/s320/IMG_3659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238215627814822546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After we went to Mt. Rainer the kids went with Grandma Schoenwald and Bart, Nathan and I flew out for an interview in Colorado. On our way home from picking them back up we made our stop at Multnomah falls, another childhood favorite. (Ignore the bad traveling pictures of me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5190421929922631063?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5190421929922631063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5190421929922631063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5190421929922631063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5190421929922631063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/multnomah-falls.html' title='Multnomah Falls'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHhUOUGEXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/J4pvVFu2Bwg/s72-c/IMG_3655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3822662690924330650</id><published>2008-08-24T16:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:08:28.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi ya'll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHbz6pe5uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OCqPX-Gv-z4/s1600-h/IMG_3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHbz6pe5uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OCqPX-Gv-z4/s320/IMG_3552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238209526571656930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3822662690924330650?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3822662690924330650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3822662690924330650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3822662690924330650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3822662690924330650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-yall.html' title='Hi ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHbz6pe5uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/OCqPX-Gv-z4/s72-c/IMG_3552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5509795098515267237</id><published>2008-08-24T16:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:06:38.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Rainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHbXdKfMnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/04D7xmMaZps/s1600-h/IMG_3564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHbXdKfMnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/04D7xmMaZps/s320/IMG_3564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238209037620687474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We went camping up at Mt. Rainer in Washington with Grandma Schoenwald and Aunt Steph. We used to go when I was a kid all the time and we have been wanting to do this with our family for a long time. It was the best! So check out the next several posts about our trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5509795098515267237?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5509795098515267237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5509795098515267237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5509795098515267237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5509795098515267237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/mt-rainer.html' title='Mt. Rainer'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHbXdKfMnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/04D7xmMaZps/s72-c/IMG_3564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-7590392594782923304</id><published>2008-08-24T16:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:03:40.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel and Mosquitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHao-r7dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z7sgf_66HOw/s1600-h/IMG_3632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHao-r7dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z7sgf_66HOw/s320/IMG_3632.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238208239165470050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and mosquitos just don't get along. He has always had bad reactions to mosquito bites so we kept him well sprayed. However, our efforts were in vain. They LOVED Joel! Didn't really care about anybody else. So Joel looked like he had chicken pox! At least he's still smiling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-7590392594782923304?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7590392594782923304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=7590392594782923304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7590392594782923304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7590392594782923304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/joel-and-mosquitos.html' title='Joel and Mosquitos'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHao-r7dWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z7sgf_66HOw/s72-c/IMG_3632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3553313197987311130</id><published>2008-08-24T15:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:00:02.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp and it's wildlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZZceyklI/AAAAAAAAALg/jOpRFAKGDYo/s1600-h/IMG_3579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZZceyklI/AAAAAAAAALg/jOpRFAKGDYo/s320/IMG_3579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238206872773890642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZZtU4wQI/AAAAAAAAALo/a6b0i-fb9Xo/s1600-h/IMG_3582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZZtU4wQI/AAAAAAAAALo/a6b0i-fb9Xo/s320/IMG_3582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238206877295755522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZan_nZPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PA-ovldnbrg/s1600-h/IMG_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZan_nZPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PA-ovldnbrg/s320/IMG_3630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238206893044229362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of our camp, which included Grandma Schoenwald and Aunt Steph.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I have a bad habit of taking pictures of all the cute kids and forget to take pictures of the not-so-cute adults. However, Grandma and Steph are cute enough to sneak them in there now and then! (I also try to be BEHIND the camera as much as possible!)&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of critters camping with us. Squirrels, Stellar's Jays, a vole and Two frogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3553313197987311130?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3553313197987311130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3553313197987311130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3553313197987311130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3553313197987311130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/camp-and-its-wildlife.html' title='Camp and it&apos;s wildlife'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHZZceyklI/AAAAAAAAALg/jOpRFAKGDYo/s72-c/IMG_3579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3261391755682494726</id><published>2008-08-24T15:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:50:53.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXrhHvp1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/4WVEoAmW8JE/s1600-h/IMG_3621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXrhHvp1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/4WVEoAmW8JE/s320/IMG_3621.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238204984233797458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXsGFho2I/AAAAAAAAALA/yDY8oUdhDZA/s1600-h/IMG_3623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXsGFho2I/AAAAAAAAALA/yDY8oUdhDZA/s320/IMG_3623.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238204994156602210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXsVMZGxI/AAAAAAAAALI/-YRKIvYO67g/s1600-h/IMG_3620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXsVMZGxI/AAAAAAAAALI/-YRKIvYO67g/s320/IMG_3620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238204998211934994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXskyWYbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/SSXf2QoCtaM/s1600-h/IMG_3624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXskyWYbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/SSXf2QoCtaM/s320/IMG_3624.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238205002397671858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXs5sWLbI/AAAAAAAAALY/3XH_7GKgpFQ/s1600-h/IMG_3625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXs5sWLbI/AAAAAAAAALY/3XH_7GKgpFQ/s320/IMG_3625.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238205008009637298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another one of our favorite hikes is Silver Falls. The flooding a few years ago destroyed some of the lookouts but you can still get close to them on the rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3261391755682494726?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3261391755682494726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3261391755682494726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3261391755682494726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3261391755682494726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/silver-falls.html' title='Silver Falls'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHXrhHvp1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/4WVEoAmW8JE/s72-c/IMG_3621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1236504871137520971</id><published>2008-08-24T15:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:44:30.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Campfire Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHUg2INoRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qwIG2jKZWc4/s1600-h/IMG_3616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHUg2INoRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qwIG2jKZWc4/s320/IMG_3616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201502359462162" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHUhaSi1lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/50v9ogRfwwg/s1600-h/IMG_3617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHUhaSi1lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/50v9ogRfwwg/s320/IMG_3617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201512066471506" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHUhjLn3PI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2lhHSrkzn8w/s1600-h/IMG_3619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHUhjLn3PI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2lhHSrkzn8w/s320/IMG_3619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238201514453359858" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids started a band up at camp. They would find wood, sticks, and rocks and pretend to play instruments. One of them would be chosen to be the lead singer and the rest of them would "play" and hum along as best as they could. They did this constantly when we were at camp. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQll9CU8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/PRUSrHD0yO8/s320/IMG_3572.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238197185870451650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQmPGwU9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_xJRE4SkBtQ/s1600-h/IMG_3570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQmPGwU9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_xJRE4SkBtQ/s320/IMG_3570.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238197196917068754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQmCNgp1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Z9GLYXpWUVc/s1600-h/IMG_3573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQmCNgp1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Z9GLYXpWUVc/s320/IMG_3573.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238197193455740754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQmb_6K8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/rfFcOvbpPPc/s1600-h/IMG_3567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQmb_6K8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/rfFcOvbpPPc/s320/IMG_3567.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238197200378014658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There is a part of Mt. Rainer park called Paradise. It has amazing views! Here are some shots from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3188479461771646720?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3188479461771646720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3188479461771646720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3188479461771646720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3188479461771646720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-we-love-paradise.html' title='Why we love Paradise.'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHQll9CU8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/PRUSrHD0yO8/s72-c/IMG_3572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-6292662974015769159</id><published>2008-08-24T15:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:15:54.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The CD Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHPgYg-VBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jHpITHkgUVw/s1600-h/IMG_3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHPgYg-VBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jHpITHkgUVw/s320/IMG_3575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238195996852114450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the boys crashed out after our hiking up at Paradise. It's usually pretty chilly up there but it had been unusually hot and I had not noticed that they had put on long sleeve shirts under their jackets! So they were hot and tired. When we got to the lookout at the visitor's center they took a breather on the cushions. Bart says this picture looks like the cover of a cd for a boys band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-6292662974015769159?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6292662974015769159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=6292662974015769159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6292662974015769159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/6292662974015769159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/cd-cover.html' title='The CD Cover'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHPgYg-VBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jHpITHkgUVw/s72-c/IMG_3575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-2209631882823113635</id><published>2008-08-24T15:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:11:01.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grove of the Patriarchs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOThviiWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/96J_cNnsAGY/s1600-h/IMG_3587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOThviiWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/96J_cNnsAGY/s320/IMG_3587.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238194676479199586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOTifBFEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SvrQIuYp4Sw/s1600-h/IMG_3589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOTifBFEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SvrQIuYp4Sw/s320/IMG_3589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238194676678333506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOUA4NmuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-Qg4bEi6qAg/s1600-h/IMG_3591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOUA4NmuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-Qg4bEi6qAg/s320/IMG_3591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238194684837075682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOUbaoZeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5hS3sm-feKg/s1600-h/IMG_3599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOUbaoZeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5hS3sm-feKg/s320/IMG_3599.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238194691960759778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One of the trails we went on at Mt. Rainer was the Grove of the Patriarchs. It's really amazing to see all the large, old trees. The new bridge is skinny and you can only go across one at a time because it is small and bounces a lot. That was quite an adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-2209631882823113635?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2209631882823113635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=2209631882823113635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2209631882823113635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/2209631882823113635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/grove-of-patriarchs.html' title='The Grove of the Patriarchs'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHOThviiWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/96J_cNnsAGY/s72-c/IMG_3587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4896040786444768222</id><published>2008-08-24T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:05:23.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grove of the Patriarchs #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM8VDj4PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j9U7r1zzMfQ/s1600-h/IMG_3594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM8VDj4PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j9U7r1zzMfQ/s320/IMG_3594.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193178424893682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM8tcN81I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gvVT25vesQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM8tcN81I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gvVT25vesQ8/s320/IMG_3595.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193184970765138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM9E2zEsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NSGcbkfcZFg/s1600-h/IMG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM9E2zEsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NSGcbkfcZFg/s320/IMG_3597.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193191256265410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM9e_FEgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wsgoDC1dNoI/s1600-h/IMG_3606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM9e_FEgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wsgoDC1dNoI/s320/IMG_3606.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193198270321154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM9vqaPDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ciH-DVANuSc/s1600-h/IMG_3605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM9vqaPDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ciH-DVANuSc/s320/IMG_3605.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238193202747030578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We took individual shots of each of the kids in the Grove. As you will see in the next post, Nathan challenged that idea. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4896040786444768222?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4896040786444768222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4896040786444768222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4896040786444768222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4896040786444768222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/grove-of-patriarchs-2.html' title='The Grove of the Patriarchs #2'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHM8VDj4PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j9U7r1zzMfQ/s72-c/IMG_3594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-301798088414361448</id><published>2008-08-24T14:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:00:25.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grove of the Patriarchs and Nathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHLzgILyjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AaWACp1YOEM/s1600-h/IMG_3601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHLzgILyjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AaWACp1YOEM/s320/IMG_3601.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238191927266626098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHLz1o2YTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/RVxxSzvD7Wg/s1600-h/IMG_3602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHLz1o2YTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/RVxxSzvD7Wg/s320/IMG_3602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238191933040779570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHL0Zo4lFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4gVj81T1L4E/s1600-h/IMG_3603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHL0Zo4lFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4gVj81T1L4E/s320/IMG_3603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238191942704600146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHL00IwIgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ksAJ4KiWjRQ/s1600-h/IMG_3604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHL00IwIgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ksAJ4KiWjRQ/s320/IMG_3604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238191949817586178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, just stay, stay, &lt;br /&gt;NO, just stay there!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-301798088414361448?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/301798088414361448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=301798088414361448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/301798088414361448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/301798088414361448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/grove-of-patriarchs-and-nathan.html' title='Grove of the Patriarchs and Nathan'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SLHLzgILyjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AaWACp1YOEM/s72-c/IMG_3601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-1273503065050161719</id><published>2008-08-03T19:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:51:20.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She can knit! Sort of......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SJZgkUpKmsI/AAAAAAAAAII/x27GP1LH9L8/s1600-h/webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SJZgkUpKmsI/AAAAAAAAAII/x27GP1LH9L8/s320/webcam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230474194370337474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, I admit my craftiness comes and goes. My mother-in-law showed me how to knit a wash cloth once. It had one long corner.............. :)&lt;br /&gt;  However, I found out about a month or so ago that our RS president knits socks. Learning how to knit socks has been one of those quirky aspirations of mine. So she has been teaching a few of us. &lt;br /&gt;  Imagine my horror when I found out I would be using not one, not two, but 4-5 needles at a time! They look like miniature bamboo skewers. (Which explains why Naomi is always trying to put our  real bamboo skewers into my yarn!)&lt;br /&gt;  Needless to say, I restarted 4 times and had to go to my mentor for fixing 1-2 times a week, but I am slowly progressing. I may actually get to the foot eventually! I am enjoying my new skill and I after I finish this pair ( sometime next year :) I want to make some for the kids. &lt;br /&gt;  The other fabric in the picture is my "knitting bag." (Sorry I didn't picture it too.) It's a reversable bag I made in one of my craftier moments. I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-1273503065050161719?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1273503065050161719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=1273503065050161719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1273503065050161719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/1273503065050161719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/08/she-can-knit-sort-of.html' title='She can knit! Sort of......'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SJZgkUpKmsI/AAAAAAAAAII/x27GP1LH9L8/s72-c/webcam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4393187682780155998</id><published>2008-07-27T22:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:16:28.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan: Happy child</title><content type='html'>Well, just so you all know he is okay, we took this video of him this afternoon as we did the pictures (we really need to get our digital camera fixed and purchase a video camera...). So, here are a couple of videos of just how fun our lives are with this little one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-10e6eb0d5c627839" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D10e6eb0d5c627839%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331988497%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3099601A66286FD78B9EBF377703782442DBD2DC.7FBBC33D8008ED034B075283289AB2F1A7D59315%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D10e6eb0d5c627839%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMyT6zrCVKn5t7LBfs7nJAbe5xWk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now another one, where Bart has quite the serious face while trying to figure out how to capture single images from the software he just started using this week (EvoCam--which is great, BTW, if you are looking for something to do time-lapse, motion-detection capture, or other webcam video capturing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2e9bd031323ada59&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4393187682780155998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4393187682780155998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4393187682780155998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4393187682780155998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/nathan-happy-child.html' title='Nathan: Happy child'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8287360504647460844</id><published>2008-07-27T21:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:21:47.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan's Mishap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI1EpnBnCAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ebNg-pkHLeI/s1600-h/2008-07-27-15-57-54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI1EpnBnCAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ebNg-pkHLeI/s320/2008-07-27-15-57-54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910224088074242" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today I had one of those parenting experiences that you know happen all the time, but they shouldn't to you. Right?&lt;br /&gt;  I was getting ready for church, Nathan playing at my feet. I finished with my curling iron, unplugged it, and ran out of the room to finish packing for church. For some odd reason I had forgotten the curling iron once I had unplugged it. I figured Nathan was fine, Bart was behind the closed door close by in the shower. &lt;br /&gt;  Suddenly, I hear him crying. I run in thinking he must have shut his finger in a cupboard door. There I see my poor sweet baby sitting on the floor, bawling, with a curling iron sitting beside him. I couldn't believe what I had done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI1Ep8efcUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LAMxUAIkT98/s1600-h/2008-07-27-15-58-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI1Ep8efcUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LAMxUAIkT98/s320/2008-07-27-15-58-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910229846356290" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I found the burn on his head and immediately started cooling it. He also has a small one on some fingers, that I found later. They aren't to bad of burns, we are so grateful. I must admit sometimes I think I "hurt" worse then he does knowing that I failed to protect him.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, kids heal fast, (thank goodness) and as you can see from the pictures and especially from the videos, that our sweet Nathan will live. With gusto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8287360504647460844?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8287360504647460844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8287360504647460844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8287360504647460844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8287360504647460844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/nathans-mishap.html' title='Nathan&apos;s Mishap'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI1EpnBnCAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ebNg-pkHLeI/s72-c/2008-07-27-15-57-54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-913538610985507394</id><published>2008-07-27T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:24:49.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0t6_2rAqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/56AD-ZuTjXU/s1600-h/IMG_3546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0t6_2rAqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/56AD-ZuTjXU/s320/IMG_3546.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227885234043421346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-913538610985507394?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/913538610985507394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=913538610985507394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/913538610985507394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/913538610985507394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/oregon.html' title='Oregon'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0t6_2rAqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/56AD-ZuTjXU/s72-c/IMG_3546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-165432640454881114</id><published>2008-07-27T20:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:23:57.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More of the Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsevPrWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TUA1fQJle2Y/s1600-h/IMG_3534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsevPrWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TUA1fQJle2Y/s320/IMG_3534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884984635731298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsuiLnYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/E8vdaeZQvoY/s1600-h/IMG_3545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsuiLnYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/E8vdaeZQvoY/s320/IMG_3545.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884988875906434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsyp5kZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lwpkRw9x-2E/s1600-h/IMG_3544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsyp5kZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lwpkRw9x-2E/s320/IMG_3544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884989982019986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0ttHWGL1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/p-yFSvZ1F0U/s1600-h/IMG_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0ttHWGL1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/p-yFSvZ1F0U/s320/IMG_3526.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884995536105298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0ttkiVVsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Q6vfPf_H8r0/s1600-h/IMG_3528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0ttkiVVsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Q6vfPf_H8r0/s320/IMG_3528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227885003372058306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-165432640454881114?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/165432640454881114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=165432640454881114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/165432640454881114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/165432640454881114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-of-ocean.html' title='More of the Ocean'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0tsevPrWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TUA1fQJle2Y/s72-c/IMG_3534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-162512202657269032</id><published>2008-07-27T20:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:20:29.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic of the Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0syHDIxdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-ne7m7dYXuM/s1600-h/IMG_3540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0syHDIxdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-ne7m7dYXuM/s320/IMG_3540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227883981844301266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0syvMxLyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VzHj8HUiPpA/s1600-h/IMG_3520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0syvMxLyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VzHj8HUiPpA/s320/IMG_3520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227883992622116642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0szDYPhnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-h8oELDpTdI/s1600-h/IMG_3538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0szDYPhnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-h8oELDpTdI/s320/IMG_3538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227883998038951538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0szkvRgsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zPLBadPqtMU/s1600-h/IMG_3536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0szkvRgsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zPLBadPqtMU/s320/IMG_3536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884006993920706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0sz1KMSOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/m6kefgVc8Eo/s1600-h/IMG_3537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0sz1KMSOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/m6kefgVc8Eo/s320/IMG_3537.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884011401791714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-162512202657269032?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/162512202657269032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=162512202657269032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/162512202657269032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/162512202657269032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/magic-of-ocean.html' title='The Magic of the Ocean'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0syHDIxdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-ne7m7dYXuM/s72-c/IMG_3540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4503646948837618899</id><published>2008-07-27T20:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:12:28.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes on when I'm not there.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0q8D_6wJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/izEPxQrswEI/s1600-h/IMG_3418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0q8D_6wJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/izEPxQrswEI/s320/IMG_3418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227881953800929426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in Hawaii recently, Grandma Schoenwald and Aunt Steph came down to babysit the 4 oldest. I'm not sure what they were up to or what trouble they caused while we were gone! ( Or who these mysterious characters in this photo are)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4503646948837618899?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4503646948837618899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4503646948837618899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4503646948837618899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4503646948837618899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-goes-on-when-im-not-there.html' title='What goes on when I&apos;m not there.......'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0q8D_6wJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/izEPxQrswEI/s72-c/IMG_3418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-7411958183579357590</id><published>2008-07-27T19:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:09:02.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking the Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0qDPelJFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u_MQDg_nHh8/s1600-h/IMG_3378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0qDPelJFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u_MQDg_nHh8/s320/IMG_3378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227880977629783122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0p5WrKR7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4Ig1pSxbcrc/s1600-h/IMG_3371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0p5WrKR7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4Ig1pSxbcrc/s320/IMG_3371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227880807762905010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0ptt4ckAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PIDGCnZ1BdM/s1600-h/IMG_3369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0ptt4ckAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PIDGCnZ1BdM/s320/IMG_3369.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227880607834214402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A little while ago we hiked to the one of the waterfalls in this area. There are many beautiful waterfalls to hike to. Grandma and Grandpa Schoenwald and Aunt Steph joined us.&lt;br /&gt; We also had a deer join us for our picnic lunch. She stood and munched only 8 feet or so away, content as long as we didn't make any sudden moves. Very neat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-7411958183579357590?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7411958183579357590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=7411958183579357590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7411958183579357590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7411958183579357590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiking-falls.html' title='Hiking the Falls'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SI0qDPelJFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u_MQDg_nHh8/s72-c/IMG_3378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3093522527550038947</id><published>2008-06-29T19:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:48:35.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi has hair and likes it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg7UvaMO_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HCmaI5Ljgqc/s1600-h/Photo+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg7UvaMO_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HCmaI5Ljgqc/s320/Photo+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217485395818462194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg7O3yDWnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/emvN3rX9fUw/s1600-h/Photo+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg7O3yDWnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/emvN3rX9fUw/s320/Photo+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217485294986812018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Naomi actually has enough hair to put into piggy tails! Kind of. And she likes it!&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to actually put little clippies in her hair but she would take them out immediately. Grandma bought her some little pony tail holders and she suddenly decided she loves them! I kind of figured since she hasn't had hair for 2 1/2 years she would never want her hair done but now she loves having her hair done. Now it just needs to get thicker so they will stay in when she moves, lays down, or sneezes........ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3093522527550038947?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3093522527550038947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3093522527550038947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3093522527550038947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3093522527550038947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/naomi-has-hair-and-likes-it.html' title='Naomi has hair and likes it!'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg7UvaMO_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HCmaI5Ljgqc/s72-c/Photo+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-8492521329357063051</id><published>2008-06-29T19:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:44:37.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli's Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg56Rjie9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_sxDgYdbC4o/s1600-h/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg56Rjie9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_sxDgYdbC4o/s320/Photo+103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217483841616378834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Some of Eli's presents were legos and the a Klutz book called "Lego contraptions".&lt;br /&gt;It has directions and extra parts to make cool contraptions. The picture is of Enoch's creation he made with Eli's legos. The contraption they have been playing with lately is a cable car we made. It zooms along a string and at the end a trapdoor opens up and things fall out. ( It started with a lego man with a napkin parachute but of course there was much experimentation. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-8492521329357063051?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8492521329357063051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=8492521329357063051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8492521329357063051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/8492521329357063051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/elis-presents.html' title='Eli&apos;s Presents'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg56Rjie9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/_sxDgYdbC4o/s72-c/Photo+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3465091983693312308</id><published>2008-06-29T19:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:40:53.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli's Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg5lZmvNnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/95vWMECknRI/s1600-h/Photo+96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg5lZmvNnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/95vWMECknRI/s320/Photo+96.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217483483000026738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice he has to hold up one of the towers with his nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-3465091983693312308?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3465091983693312308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3465091983693312308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3465091983693312308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3465091983693312308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/elis-cake.html' title='Eli&apos;s Cake'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SGg5lZmvNnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/95vWMECknRI/s72-c/Photo+96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-566905504318767959</id><published>2008-06-29T19:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:39:32.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli's birthday</title><content type='html'>We really need to get that camera fixed!!!! The only pictures we could take were with photobooth on the computer. Pretty sad!&lt;br /&gt;  Eli's birthday was a crazy affair. Dad was in Utah defending his Dissertation propasal. (Which went fabulously by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;  I decided I was to lazy to cook lunch so we went to the Dairy Queen. (Ours is actually pretty cool.) There I was hanging out with my five children at Dairy queen trying to convince them that we didn't need ice cream with out lunch because there would be plenty of that later. I received nice compliments from the next table over on how well-behave my children are. Then they started to get restless and the restaurant suddenly filled with people. So I tried to leave. We are all trying to weave through everybody. Enoch is stressing because he's afraid I'll lose them. Naomi drops her little bit of leftover cheeseburger, and I mistakenly throw it away. She follows after me crying for her cheeseburger. I pause to tell the cashier who had offered a birthday treat that we couldn't stay but thank-you anyway, then hear screaming. Eli has accidentally shut Joel's fingers in the door. It feels like all 5 of my children are screaming and everyone is looking at me with that, " oh, why didn't someone tell her about birth control look." In all actuality only 2 children were crying and they had perfectly good reasons. Believe it or not, I will take them all out by myself again.&lt;br /&gt;  Later on, after much playing we made the cake and dinner. The cake was a sand castle cake, again from FAMILY FUN. It looked like a sand castle cake. Sandy, and slowly disintegrating. Eli loved it, bless his heart. We also made individual homemade pizzas. Needless to say the kitchen looked like World War 3. I believe there were enough crumbs on the floor for another whole meal. The dishes were daunting. (Bart's lucky he wasn't there. :) &lt;br /&gt; Then we did a video chat with daddy while we opened presents. In the end it was lots of fun. But Mom was pooped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-566905504318767959?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/566905504318767959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=566905504318767959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/566905504318767959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/566905504318767959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/elis-birthday.html' title='Eli&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-7013488701178993459</id><published>2008-06-02T22:35:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:50:46.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Apple Blossom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETNnr00_aI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hWY9-z9IuSg/s1600-h/IMG_3209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETNnr00_aI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hWY9-z9IuSg/s320/IMG_3209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207513150810029474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLr700_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yv9_gaIzPOU/s1600-h/IMG_3215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLr700_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yv9_gaIzPOU/s320/IMG_3215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207511024801217938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra boy in orange shirt is Braden, my cousin Jake's son. He was a lot of fun to add to our crew for the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLa700_YI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KJRuu2jcNmw/s1600-h/IMG_3213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLa700_YI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KJRuu2jcNmw/s320/IMG_3213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207510732743441794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLP700_XI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MVSoTJd5_4w/s1600-h/IMG_3212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLP700_XI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MVSoTJd5_4w/s320/IMG_3212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207510543764880754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLDb00_WI/AAAAAAAAADw/YkdyZqz2vzQ/s1600-h/IMG_3211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETLDb00_WI/AAAAAAAAADw/YkdyZqz2vzQ/s320/IMG_3211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207510329016515938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETKvb00_VI/AAAAAAAAADo/fFVp3boKfp4/s1600-h/IMG_3209.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-7013488701178993459?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7013488701178993459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=7013488701178993459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7013488701178993459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/7013488701178993459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-apple-blossom.html' title='More Apple Blossom'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETNnr00_aI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hWY9-z9IuSg/s72-c/IMG_3209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-5815321277762432603</id><published>2008-06-02T22:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:35:14.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Blossom In Wenatchee, WA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETJkL00_UI/AAAAAAAAADg/wzhStztjpsU/s1600-h/IMG_3207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETJkL00_UI/AAAAAAAAADg/wzhStztjpsU/s320/IMG_3207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207508692633976130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETJGr00_TI/AAAAAAAAADY/UKxMRCG35ls/s1600-h/IMG_3204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETJGr00_TI/AAAAAAAAADY/UKxMRCG35ls/s320/IMG_3204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207508185827835186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETIz700_SI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u2kd_JmsXCA/s1600-h/IMG_3203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETIz700_SI/AAAAAAAAADQ/u2kd_JmsXCA/s320/IMG_3203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207507863705287970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETIdb00_RI/AAAAAAAAADI/__iB_KKAqrs/s1600-h/IMG_3200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETIdb00_RI/AAAAAAAAADI/__iB_KKAqrs/s320/IMG_3200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207507477158231314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to go up to Wenatchee for Apple Blossom Festival this year. I loved being able to share with the kids and Bart, something I really enjoyed as a kid. Down in Cache Valley they haven't quite figured out Festivals as far as I have seen.  It was nice to enjoy the two hour parade with royalty, bands and floats from all over the State. The Craft Fair was huge, and was all crafts! (I'm afraid there wasn't a Pampered Chef booth, Stampin up booth, or a Republican booth.:))&lt;br /&gt;We are yummy food at the food fair, and the kids enjoyed riding at the train down at the park. (well worth it's 2 dollars a person price!!!) We had a ball.&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice for me to see all my extended family. It was like old times with all my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-5815321277762432603?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5815321277762432603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=5815321277762432603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5815321277762432603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/5815321277762432603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/apple-blossom-in-wenatchee-wa.html' title='Apple Blossom In Wenatchee, WA'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETJkL00_UI/AAAAAAAAADg/wzhStztjpsU/s72-c/IMG_3207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-4958617714310855726</id><published>2008-06-02T22:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:20:13.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel's Fourth Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETFRr00_QI/AAAAAAAAADA/u4Vh1kUJMlA/s1600-h/IMG_3192upright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETFRr00_QI/AAAAAAAAADA/u4Vh1kUJMlA/s320/IMG_3192upright.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207503976759885058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETFH700_PI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_xEW-qXYU_M/s1600-h/IMG_3189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETFH700_PI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_xEW-qXYU_M/s320/IMG_3189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207503809256160498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETEz700_OI/AAAAAAAAACw/lDOElmAKsMw/s1600-h/IMG_3187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETEz700_OI/AAAAAAAAACw/lDOElmAKsMw/s320/IMG_3187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207503465658776802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel's b-day was April 5th.  I attempted a fancy "Family Fun" cake. This was brave for me because my kitchen skills do not usually cover cake decorating.&lt;br /&gt;  Notice in the second picture who is the only one not holding a piece to the new track. Glad you like your presents&lt;br /&gt;Joel!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-4958617714310855726?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4958617714310855726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=4958617714310855726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4958617714310855726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/4958617714310855726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/06/joels-fourth-birthday.html' title='Joel&apos;s Fourth Birthday'/><author><name>D'oh Bart!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02492477987863828690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://ia.usu.edu/images/bart.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SETFRr00_QI/AAAAAAAAADA/u4Vh1kUJMlA/s72-c/IMG_3192upright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-3354449603336783912</id><published>2008-05-29T22:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:07:52.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Heavens for Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SEMtQr00_NI/AAAAAAAAACo/M_nvilQpk7E/s1600-h/NathanAndGrandmaS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SEMtQr00_NI/AAAAAAAAACo/M_nvilQpk7E/s320/NathanAndGrandmaS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207055358835883218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for us broken camera people we have a Grandma who takes pictures. So I want to post some of the pictures we got from Grandma. The first one is of Grandma Schoenwald and "Booga Baby." "Booga Baby" is Nathan's nickname that his siblings have given him. They all four call him, "Booga" or "Booga Baby." "Where it came from, I can't say, but I bet they have come a long, long, way." -Dr. Seuss (How I feel about a lot of things my children do and say.)&lt;br /&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/907205398226532290-3354449603336783912?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3354449603336783912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=3354449603336783912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3354449603336783912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/3354449603336783912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-heavens-for-grandma.html' title='Thank Heavens for Grandma!'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OFY7Rn_kYnc/SEMtQr00_NI/AAAAAAAAACo/M_nvilQpk7E/s72-c/NathanAndGrandmaS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-907205398226532290.post-9167838544195431001</id><published>2008-05-27T20:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:54:37.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SD-IOqnJb-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7FFH4OI_FFY/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SD-IOqnJb-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7FFH4OI_FFY/s320/Photo+14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206029479801614306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Enoch has been interested in Robots lately. So when we arrived in Oregon Grandma asked if he had seen any of the original Star Wars movies. We have created a monster. : ) They ask to watch a Star Wars movie every day and Enoch has bought a little R2D2. So for a recent activity the children created their own R2D2's out of marshmallows. &lt;div&gt; We took about 4 pictures but there was always someone with a weird look on their face. So we chose this one. Sorry Enoch. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/907205398226532290-9167838544195431001?l=boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/feeds/9167838544195431001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=907205398226532290&amp;postID=9167838544195431001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9167838544195431001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/907205398226532290/posts/default/9167838544195431001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boombandsareplaying.blogspot.com/2008/05/star-wars.html' title='Star Wars'/><author><name>MamaJenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bmafmUd0KIU/SD-IOqnJb-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7FFH4OI_FFY/s72-c/Photo+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
