<?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-3057559226352126484</id><updated>2012-01-25T17:46:40.550-08:00</updated><category term='Tyden'/><category term='Barker Family'/><category term='Thomas the Tank Engine'/><category term='Diapers'/><category term='Kung Fu Panda'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Date Night'/><title type='text'>Tyden and Hadlee</title><subtitle type='html'>Barker</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5348249251651532072</id><published>2009-09-15T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:26:19.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>So the other day I took the kids to the park with Jessica's tripod and did a photo shoot. Here are a few of my favs.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NjBff9_I/AAAAAAAABWE/HGd_tmJ-L0s/s1600-h/IMG_7596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381746081310701554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NjBff9_I/AAAAAAAABWE/HGd_tmJ-L0s/s400/IMG_7596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NbIM7_KI/AAAAAAAABV8/tBixIeaLL94/s1600-h/IMG_7575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745945672940706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NbIM7_KI/AAAAAAAABV8/tBixIeaLL94/s400/IMG_7575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NajJ1d4I/AAAAAAAABV0/csB1BcgI_3o/s1600-h/IMG_7563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745935727818626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NajJ1d4I/AAAAAAAABV0/csB1BcgI_3o/s400/IMG_7563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745933575111330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NabIlwqI/AAAAAAAABVs/TkkPNHJtEic/s400/IMG_7523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745926072352658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NZ_Lyv5I/AAAAAAAABVk/lnzy8_e5tMI/s400/IMG_7497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745921122218786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NZsvlsyI/AAAAAAAABVc/-cbynU2X4ws/s400/IMG_7495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745359233451682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_M4_i3hqI/AAAAAAAABVU/ztyu5JDazm4/s400/IMG_7478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745347132449778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_M4Sdw4_I/AAAAAAAABVM/5yNM1nKetZg/s400/IMG_7470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745341160733266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_M38N_ulI/AAAAAAAABVE/mdU-WHUBStY/s400/IMG_7469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745337196632162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_M3tc4WGI/AAAAAAAABU8/E-Ls0jWiukk/s400/IMG_7460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381745328181504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_M3L3gauI/AAAAAAAABU0/WojGFCDPgCg/s400/IMG_7430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5348249251651532072?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5348249251651532072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5348249251651532072' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5348249251651532072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5348249251651532072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2009/09/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/Sq_NjBff9_I/AAAAAAAABWE/HGd_tmJ-L0s/s72-c/IMG_7596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7700017380424438755</id><published>2009-09-03T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:57:46.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our sweet kids</title><content type='html'>Justin and I have been blessed with the sweetest kids. Sometimes they are a handful but we love them. Last night when I came home from work I drove by the kids when they were on a walk. Hadlee was calling for me. She is such a cutie. Usually when I get home she tells me that she missed me and gives me a squeeze kiss (Squeezing your cheeks with her hands while she kisses you.) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; came and sat on my lap. He is not so affectionate. Typically he doesn't care too much. He just always wants to be with Daddy and at Daddy's house. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. He is a boy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad that he has a good dad to go to. They really have been great little troopers this last year and I just love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7700017380424438755?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7700017380424438755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7700017380424438755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7700017380424438755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7700017380424438755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-sweet-kids.html' title='Our sweet kids'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4004746019923092223</id><published>2009-09-02T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T07:31:16.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting up again</title><content type='html'>Alright, after 7 months of a blog break I have decided to start blogging again. The kids have done so much this summer and I have missed blogging about it. I feel like I don't have anytime but I can squeeze in a few minutes to post a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kiddos are leaving tomorrow for Labor Day weekend with Justin and his family. They are going to T Birds families cabin in Idaho. It will be nice to have a free weekend to work extra hours but at the same time it's sad. The past 2 years I have gone to the cabin. I miss the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty sure that Justin is going to ask me to make the blog private so if you would like an invite to the kiddos blog please leave your e-mail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4004746019923092223?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4004746019923092223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4004746019923092223' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4004746019923092223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4004746019923092223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2009/09/starting-up-again.html' title='Starting up again'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2858751218318477891</id><published>2009-02-22T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:46:31.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadlee is 2!!</title><content type='html'>Miss Hadlee turned 2 on February 15th! I can't believe that she is so big already. Time really does fly buy. I miss the days when she didn't make a peep and we called her angel instead of devil baby. She is getting so smart too. She likes to get into everything and is so mischievous. I can't get the pictures to load so I will do it later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2858751218318477891?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2858751218318477891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2858751218318477891' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2858751218318477891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2858751218318477891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/hadlee-is-2.html' title='Hadlee is 2!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4300497234916789233</id><published>2009-01-16T12:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:05:44.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a while since I have done a post. I just don't have time to sit down and do it anymore. Life has got a little with me working more and shipping the kids between Justin and I. They have done so many cute things in the last little while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; has officially become a CTR 5. He's getting so big. Our new ward is FULL of young families. We have 3 nurseries. CRAZY. He has made friends with some kids across the street too. He is still continuing his love, scratch that, obsession with bowling. I now carry his ball and shoes in my car just in case. I would hate for him to have to bowl with a ball that wasn't orange or have his name on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hadlee is still my little Spawn of Satan. She is constantly getting into things and if I don't watch her all of the time she will probably end her own life. No joke. I found her shaving her legs with my razor today. I recently caught her jumping off moms coffee table onto the couch. A full jump and tuck, not just a falling over. She learned to shake her bum when she dances too. So cute. Hadlee loves nursery too. She has no problem with me leaving her in there. She doesn't give a hoot. I recently bought her a monkey harness. She loves to wear it around the house. I have always been against them and I thought parents use them when they don't want to pay attention to their kids but I can keep an eye on her 24/7 and she will still manage to get away. I haven't had to use it yet but I keep it in my car. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291998845552372802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXD06WztLEI/AAAAAAAABTg/5xBWNX5Kg0I/s400/IMG_5481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First time seeing the ball Santa brought him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291997700631750546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXDz3tpW55I/AAAAAAAABSw/DdeK1jz81_4/s400/IMG_5483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyden's&lt;/span&gt; FLAME ball. He got the matching bag and bowling shoes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291997708681717954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXDz4LonqMI/AAAAAAAABS4/ggQRQ7HHaVI/s400/IMG_5489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lambie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291997711197338962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXDz4VAY_VI/AAAAAAAABTA/e43WUmRvbLo/s400/IMG_5498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;'s Hello Kitty Bowling ball. She has a matching bag too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291997714707224146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXDz4iFNllI/AAAAAAAABTI/MdkhrpF3YZ0/s400/IMG_5507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Snow White&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291997724743569762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXDz5HeEEWI/AAAAAAAABTQ/tIAJFnWWv2Q/s400/IMG_5462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291998839869144338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXD06Bot_RI/AAAAAAAABTY/_VbCvud5OKM/s400/IMG_5459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tyden's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fishy&lt;/span&gt; Game that he is obsessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise that I will start blogging again so keep on the lookout for new posts about the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4300497234916789233?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4300497234916789233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4300497234916789233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4300497234916789233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4300497234916789233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-kids.html' title='Big kids'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SXD06WztLEI/AAAAAAAABTg/5xBWNX5Kg0I/s72-c/IMG_5481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6226557968845616684</id><published>2008-12-11T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:15:19.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Hey kiddos.....I've decided to get a new blog for myself. I am still going to keep this one but it will be for updates on the kids. Im going to make my new one private. If you want to be kept updated then leave me your e-mail and I'll add you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its VickiBarker.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6226557968845616684?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6226557968845616684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6226557968845616684' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6226557968845616684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6226557968845616684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4851124873646456611</id><published>2008-12-05T08:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:16:23.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I know, I know! It's been forever since I have been on here. A lot has been going on in our lives and I haven't had a chance to get on this thing. Don't ask questions, I'll tell you all about it later. I promise in the next week I will blog about it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4851124873646456611?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4851124873646456611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4851124873646456611' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4851124873646456611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4851124873646456611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3336530371786982079</id><published>2008-11-02T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:34:08.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cora Cora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is little Cora Stott. She so cute. This is her Halloween costume. Can you guess who she is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264145458342472834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQ4AZ1p9LII/AAAAAAAABE8/cdkPlxbiPQ8/s400/n562695778_1437056_6255.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just had to blog it. It's so cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3336530371786982079?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3336530371786982079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3336530371786982079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3336530371786982079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3336530371786982079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/cora-cora.html' title='Cora Cora'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQ4AZ1p9LII/AAAAAAAABE8/cdkPlxbiPQ8/s72-c/n562695778_1437056_6255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8348370115241130464</id><published>2008-11-01T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:13:47.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>This year Halloween was sooo much fun. We started out with Trick-or-Treating at Sysco with Papa. We walked around to all of the offices and Papa was able to show off his cute grandkids. They hit the jackpot there. King size bars. SWEET!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263815081718324530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQzT7Y0qHTI/AAAAAAAABEU/rZeLhoCZ5AI/s400/October+304.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 6 pm we started on the neighborhood. We went around the circle and up to Grammy's buddy's house with Grammy. Mom, Dad, Sis and Phil all caught up with us and we finished the route. Tyden wanted to do some more houses so Meema, Pompa, Auntie and Uncle Phil took the kids to the Ivory Homes neighborhood. It was SWARMING with kids. It was how Halloween should be in every neighborhood. I loved it. The kids were good little troopers. Hadlee loved getting all of the candy. DUH! She is such a piggy. Tyden was a little timid at first but he warmed up. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263815085961085106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQzT7ooNgLI/AAAAAAAABEc/OTuA7ppVyvg/s400/October+308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263815099875924482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQzT8cdxGgI/AAAAAAAABEk/mD4PSkJqcPw/s400/October+309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263815106701958946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQzT815OHyI/AAAAAAAABEs/TG55DsMA78s/s400/October+310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263815110484984306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQzT9D_KgfI/AAAAAAAABE0/96fc5iOSi0A/s400/October+313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was sooo cute to watch Tyden running. The little bottom of his costume would bounce up and down. It was just adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we went to Pizza Factory for dinner. All Tyden wanted to do was bowl. He probably bowled 6 or 7 games. He spent the night with Meema and Pompa and Justin and I finished our night off with High School Musical 3. I loved it. Justin hated it. He wasn't a big fan of the all the singing. Too bad for him. &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/3057559226352126484-8348370115241130464?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8348370115241130464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8348370115241130464' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8348370115241130464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8348370115241130464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008.html' title='Halloween 2008'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQzT7Y0qHTI/AAAAAAAABEU/rZeLhoCZ5AI/s72-c/October+304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6341002546383260141</id><published>2008-10-28T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:41:54.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyden's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that Tyden is 4. The time just flies by. His birthday was on Sunday. We went up to Mom and Dad's for dinner. We invited Tori and Jenna from work and the Lawrence's. Justus taught Kenny karate when we first moved to St. George and our family became good friends with them. Mom was there when Justus and Katrina had their first baby, Kai. It was so good to see them again and Tyden just loved having some new friends to play with. It's always fun to laugh about old memories and laugh at Justus and the mini van. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We opened presents, ate cake and just hung out. It was so much fun and of course Tyden was so extremely spoiled. He really hit the jackpot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday we had his birthday party at Fat Cats bowling alley. There were 6 kids there including 2 friends from preschool and 1 from his primary class. Of course Pierce and Dax too. We ate pizza, played in the arcade, bowled, ate cake, opened presents and bowled some more. It was so much fun. Tyden just loves to bowl. We had the family there too. The kids were all over the place when we were bowling. It was hectic at first but my mother stepped in and fixed that real quick.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221648929273874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcqtZHMuBI/AAAAAAAABCU/4nLEMbpFMM8/s400/October+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyden and his new skateboard&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221653781202946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcqtrL_SAI/AAAAAAAABCc/xJVNSlI2XHg/s400/October+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammy and Papa bought him Woody&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221660045580610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcquChiGUI/AAAAAAAABCk/qri86eWsCj0/s400/October+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Hadlee's static hair&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221675489664882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcqu8DsH3I/AAAAAAAABCs/wy8O0lGZ-gg/s400/October+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We bought him a digital camera. Te and Tyden were having a good time with it. Tyden put his arm around Te for this pic..... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226530413657746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcvJiDxPpI/AAAAAAAABEM/R0Urh--bFHo/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's from Tyden's camera. The quality isn't super good but what do you expect from a kids camera. It would have been better if Te's eyes were open. Te wants me to buy him a camera for his baptism on Saturday. Little stinker. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262221680501468210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcqvOumLDI/AAAAAAAABC0/CYwtFiZztTY/s400/October+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jenna said we were an Oreo. I'm so pastie white.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222305488086082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcrTm_BJEI/AAAAAAAABC8/u4Y4vBJAcxM/s400/October+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sis and Phil bought him Buzz. They searched everywhere for it. She didn't want him to be disappointed because that's what he told her he wanted. She spoils him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222310040124610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcrT38TvMI/AAAAAAAABDE/vzcRIimUe3o/s400/October+262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pierce loved the bread twists. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222314717574370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcrUJXf9OI/AAAAAAAABDM/AADlm0J1WYo/s400/October+264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dax did too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222325047366322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcrUv2UErI/AAAAAAAABDU/RLh1CU510yc/s400/October+266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee loved the pizza. She ate two slices. What a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222327887366514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcrU6bbCXI/AAAAAAAABDc/kQuavOcxIo4/s400/October+268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This isn't the greatest picture but it was so sweet. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223007643152498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcr8et1MHI/AAAAAAAABDk/kQYnp-F2f2k/s400/October+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyden and Meema bowling. Mom and Dad rode the bike that's why they are in the leathers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223015739894962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcr884PrLI/AAAAAAAABDs/zJzDCFSpcu8/s400/October+283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223017172689010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcr9CN2YHI/AAAAAAAABD0/X8noKID_XOA/s400/October+286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyden's Wall-e birthday cake. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223036742811298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcr-LHuvqI/AAAAAAAABD8/IR9v6HfKHwg/s400/October+290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyden's friend Maddie, she scrapped all of the frosting of the cake and ate it. She's so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262223039366834786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcr-U5WKmI/AAAAAAAABEE/_VhgeRSCK-U/s400/October+288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee eating her piece of cake. Always eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6341002546383260141?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6341002546383260141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6341002546383260141' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6341002546383260141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6341002546383260141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Tyden&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQcqtZHMuBI/AAAAAAAABCU/4nLEMbpFMM8/s72-c/October+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5759296023871794003</id><published>2008-10-25T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T07:45:16.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyden's Halloween program</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden's&lt;/span&gt; preschool class put on a Halloween program. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; cute. All of the kids were dressed in their costumes. The parents were laughing and snapping pictures like crazy, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261102011556545890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQMwZ63rxWI/AAAAAAAABCE/2NAF1-ZT12c/s400/October+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261102018339608770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQMwaUI5GMI/AAAAAAAABCM/ieYpwWGTbMs/s400/October+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-view of just how dang cute my kids are going to be on Halloween. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; is Bumble from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt; Bees. It's not finished yet. I need some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;antenna&lt;/span&gt; and some wings still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5759296023871794003?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5759296023871794003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5759296023871794003' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5759296023871794003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5759296023871794003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/tydens-halloween-program.html' title='Tyden&apos;s Halloween program'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SQMwZ63rxWI/AAAAAAAABCE/2NAF1-ZT12c/s72-c/October+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-9172464423476336444</id><published>2008-10-21T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:06:40.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 5th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our 5th anniversary. We didn't do too much that was special. We went to lunch at PF and got to spend a little time together while the kids slept and then I was off to work. Yes, I worked on our anniversary too. It's just like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going to be sappy and say all of this stuff about J. I love him, he knows it. We are the perfect match. That's it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Years ago.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259608020594732322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SP3hoM1YLSI/AAAAAAAABB8/IrFalsRyNRY/s400/October+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-9172464423476336444?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9172464423476336444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=9172464423476336444' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9172464423476336444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9172464423476336444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-5th-anniversary.html' title='Our 5th Anniversary'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SP3hoM1YLSI/AAAAAAAABB8/IrFalsRyNRY/s72-c/October+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2943804296846432292</id><published>2008-10-19T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T08:38:08.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 2-4!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, It has come and gone. I am FINALLY 24! It feels no different from the day before when I was 23. I ended up working on my birthday. I now work at the Pizza Factory for those of you who don't know. A Friday night is just too good to pass up on, right? I originally brought my camera so I could take pictures throughout the day but I forgot until Tanya and I were about to close up for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had so much fun. I literally greeted my tables like this...."Hi, I'm Vicki. I'm going to be taking care of you tonight. It's my birthday, so Happy Birthday to me." It totally worked. I had people leaving birthday notes and one lady gave me $25 and a hug. She was so sweet. She reminded me a lot of Granny. It was a sweet night. Mom, Sis, Phil, Justin and the kids came in to eat while I served them. Justin also took Tyden bowling. He just loves it. We did a little birthday cake and they sang. It was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wore a little poofy thing in my hair and we just had a blast the whole night. Tanya and I were closing the restaurant so basically we took forever. We decided to go to the lanes and mess around and take some pictures. She wanted it to seem like I had fun on my birthday. We ended up bowling next to these guys that I swear are in EVERY night. It really was a great birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I ended up making $150 that night. SWEET!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258883105029524434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPtOUj6Wi9I/AAAAAAAABBU/dzGsSlPJsMM/s400/October+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beauties&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258883109291720434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPtOUzyifvI/AAAAAAAABBc/jdt1cQ0l_m4/s400/October+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ruben and I, By the time I remembered the camera he was the only one in the kitchen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258883114562492706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPtOVHbMGSI/AAAAAAAABBk/ERvTcWSXfeg/s400/October+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mitch, Vicki, LaTanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258883118103961090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPtOVUningI/AAAAAAAABBs/HX_abKYQbII/s400/October+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These girls were all dressed up cute. Ah, High School days&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258883119485029698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPtOVZw0DUI/AAAAAAAABB0/nfFXtiInz44/s400/October+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our bowling buddies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c89a4b6e9ee3c188" 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" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc89a4b6e9ee3c188%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D826F0E2061574CBBE6BDC7701B23737A51851135.2943CD1C127F4E1BC6652F09519E3B94CAD129AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc89a4b6e9ee3c188%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtDKbcvPv2lxDS-oXMRtjjpVE-xY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc89a4b6e9ee3c188%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D826F0E2061574CBBE6BDC7701B23737A51851135.2943CD1C127F4E1BC6652F09519E3B94CAD129AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc89a4b6e9ee3c188%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtDKbcvPv2lxDS-oXMRtjjpVE-xY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is LaTanya dancing. I love it because she thought I was taking a pic. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2943804296846432292?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c89a4b6e9ee3c188&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2943804296846432292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2943804296846432292' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2943804296846432292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2943804296846432292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-2-4.html' title='The BIG 2-4!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPtOUj6Wi9I/AAAAAAAABBU/dzGsSlPJsMM/s72-c/October+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8621898099758595351</id><published>2008-10-13T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:04:57.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Halloween TIME!!</title><content type='html'>I love Halloween. Not just for the decorations and the costumes but because it means that some important things are going to happen. My birthday, Tyden's birthday and our anniversary all are in 9 days of each other. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mom bought the kids some pumpkins the other day and Tyden has been wanting to carve them for a while now. I thought that it would be the perfect Family Night activity. I love the thought of carving pumpkins but when it comes down to it, I really don't like it. The kids are still to young to do it themselves so I end up doing it all myself. Tyden didn't even want to touch the inside of the pumpkin. I went online to see if I could find some free templates and I found a lot. Tyden chose Thomas the Tank Engine, Blues Clues for Hadlee and Sponge Bob for me. I'll post the links at the bottom of my post. It took me about 2+ hours to get it all done. I hate it. Here are the pics of the finished products!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256837677643170402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPQKBBHPgmI/AAAAAAAABAs/lAnVRHmwR_c/s400/October+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is faking it. His hand is just in there. It is completely cleaned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256837677398871122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPQKBAM_zFI/AAAAAAAABA0/L1W6oi0fbIM/s400/October+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom working diligently on Thomas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256837683427993362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPQKBWqc5xI/AAAAAAAABA8/a12WeBFE1-0/s400/October+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hadlee eating the innards&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256837689919375138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPQKBu2HhyI/AAAAAAAABBE/BWMrJIToKIQ/s400/October+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyden and his favorite pumpkin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256837688532117714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPQKBprXqNI/AAAAAAAABBM/m3MPVA6cpsE/s400/October+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The finished products. They are a little blurry but I couldn't use the flash. I love them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are the links:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hersheys.com/trickortreats/activities/stencils.asp"&gt;http://www.hersheys.com/trickortreats/activities/stencils.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dltk-holidays.com/halloween/mpatterns.htm"&gt;http://www.dltk-holidays.com/halloween/mpatterns.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/halloween/templates.html"&gt;http://www.ehow.com/halloween/templates.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now I want to see all of your pumpkins!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8621898099758595351?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8621898099758595351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8621898099758595351' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8621898099758595351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8621898099758595351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-halloween-time.html' title='It&apos;s Halloween TIME!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPQKBBHPgmI/AAAAAAAABAs/lAnVRHmwR_c/s72-c/October+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6983017838022453625</id><published>2008-10-13T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:12:41.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Handbag</title><content type='html'>Check out this website......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are giving away a free purse every hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handbagplanet.com/"&gt;http://handbagplanet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6983017838022453625?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6983017838022453625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6983017838022453625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6983017838022453625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6983017838022453625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/free-handbag.html' title='Free Handbag'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6978111528179479084</id><published>2008-10-11T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:44:18.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Model Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nothing comes between him and his Calvin's!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256092712117959266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPFkeURPemI/AAAAAAAABAk/iiXfhftqby4/s400/October+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If anyone even THINKS about taking this picture and using for inappropriate things....I will hunt you down and KILL you! I promise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6978111528179479084?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6978111528179479084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6978111528179479084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6978111528179479084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6978111528179479084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-model-boy.html' title='My Model Boy'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SPFkeURPemI/AAAAAAAABAk/iiXfhftqby4/s72-c/October+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-260076870942998917</id><published>2008-10-10T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:52:23.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things</title><content type='html'>SEVEN THINGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I want to do before I die.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be sealed to my husband and children&lt;br /&gt;2. Sky dive&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to Venice&lt;br /&gt;4. Cuddle my grandkids&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy a home&lt;br /&gt;6. Go on a mission&lt;br /&gt;7. Go to New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I do now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Digital Scrapping&lt;br /&gt;2. Bake goodies&lt;br /&gt;3. Take care of my kids&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to church&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;6. Watch Greys&lt;br /&gt;7. Blog Stalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I can not do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whistle on my fingers&lt;br /&gt;2. Run a mile&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;4. Eat ANYTHING that should be a smooth texture but has chunks in it (Yogurt, jello, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cook&lt;br /&gt;6. Wear a bikini (Barf!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Clean one room at a time, I get side tracked. I have to move all around. Ask my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things that Attract me to my husband.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now or when we were dating?&lt;br /&gt;1. He is kind&lt;br /&gt;2. He is funny&lt;br /&gt;3. He is caring&lt;br /&gt;4. He is SEXY&lt;br /&gt;5. He is a good Daddy&lt;br /&gt;6. He has a nice body ;)&lt;br /&gt;7. He always takes care of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I say most often.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tyden get off of your sister!&lt;br /&gt;2. If she's crying it mean she doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't hit.&lt;br /&gt;5. TYDEN JAMES!&lt;br /&gt;6. How was work?&lt;br /&gt;7. Say, I love you Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 celebrities I admire.....I don't admire Celebrites!&lt;br /&gt;Here are 7 people that I admire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dad&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom&lt;br /&gt;3. President Hinkley&lt;br /&gt;4. Steve Christensen&lt;br /&gt;5. Jay Manning&lt;br /&gt;6. Masa Hanamaikai&lt;br /&gt;7. Kristen Christensen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite foods.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sushi&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheese Raviolis from Diccicos (Sanger, CA)&lt;br /&gt;3. Steak from Flemmings&lt;br /&gt;4. Cinnamon Twists from Taco Bell&lt;br /&gt;5. Mom's Lasagna re-heated the next day&lt;br /&gt;6. Potato Cheese soup (Chef my Father-in-law)&lt;br /&gt;7. Navajo Tacos with Tomatillo dressing from Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people that have to do this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jessica&lt;br /&gt;2. Mikelle&lt;br /&gt;3. Whitney&lt;br /&gt;4. Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;5. Katrina&lt;br /&gt;6. Rex&lt;br /&gt;7. Marci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-260076870942998917?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/260076870942998917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=260076870942998917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/260076870942998917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/260076870942998917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-things.html' title='7 Things'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2303789734153132767</id><published>2008-10-06T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:36:43.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning my Dad called me to ask me about standing in line for a conference session. After I got off the phone with him I decided that I wanted to go. I've never stood in line because the times that I have gone before I had tickets. I got in line at 11:30 am. That's 2 1/2 hours before the session starts. I made friends with a cute couple from Idaho. They have only been married for 2 1/2 months. It was nice to talk to someone to make the time pass quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conference was awesome. Dad met a some Hawaiian sisters that are living in Utah. He has invited them up for dinner next Sunday. When we got into the Conference center we were 11 rows from the pulpit! What awesome seats. Who would of thought that we would get so close? I got a TON of pics of the Prophet. AWESOME! It was a good session.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254045722757214194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOoev2qar_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/U1PXNqmyTs8/s400/IMG_5935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting in line....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254045726058663250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOoewC9izVI/AAAAAAAAA_8/K8E8d7DnLC4/s400/IMG_5936.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just thought that this was a good one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254045725472623522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOoewAx0i6I/AAAAAAAABAE/4UBhheY8ZhQ/s400/IMG_5995.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a little blurry but I love that they are laughing together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254045732471550418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOoewa2fsdI/AAAAAAAABAM/Bu-xVLS4l0o/s400/IMG_6009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254045742150114210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOoew-6C26I/AAAAAAAABAU/2EjxTTm8i5Y/s400/IMG_5977.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a bad one but L. Tom Perry is my favorite apostle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2303789734153132767?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2303789734153132767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2303789734153132767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2303789734153132767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2303789734153132767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/conference.html' title='Conference'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOoev2qar_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/U1PXNqmyTs8/s72-c/IMG_5935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8317588927955694295</id><published>2008-10-06T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:13:24.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeked Update</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I had my purse party. It was a lot of fun to just get together eat and chat. I made some sugar cookies that I didn't cook for long enough. They were still a bit on the doughy side. Mom said that they were disgusting and spit it into a napkin. RUDE! Tyden and Hadlee were my big helpers. They were able to roll the dough out and cut the cookies for me. Little stinkers. Hadlee was eating the dough as she rolled. She will seriously eat anything. After my party when the boys went to the priesthood session the girls went out to dinner with the kiddos. We decided on Cafe Rio because the kids eat for free and who doesn't love Cafe Rio? After that FUN experience went came home, cuddled up with some blankets on the couch and watched &lt;em&gt;Maid of Honor&lt;/em&gt; with my boyfriend Patrick Dempsey. He's so hot. Yum. I just love him. It was pretty funny. Jessica and I saw it in the theatres and laughed our butts off. This time it wasn't as funny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254043519363591378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOocvmYcLNI/AAAAAAAAA_c/734zRc17yAI/s400/October+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254043525201399026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOocv8ISDPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/U3oxoAAI5JY/s400/October+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I didn't get a picture of the girls but I got this one of the kids watching a movie on Aunt Bicki's bed.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254043528509024018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOocwIc4ZxI/AAAAAAAAA_s/WcAmv6CZhTw/s400/October+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8317588927955694295?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8317588927955694295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8317588927955694295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8317588927955694295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8317588927955694295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/weeked-update.html' title='Weeked Update'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOocvmYcLNI/AAAAAAAAA_c/734zRc17yAI/s72-c/October+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8124408068722072434</id><published>2008-10-02T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:19:44.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A difference between a MAN and a WOMAN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what our storage unit looks like when &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;JUSTIN&lt;/span&gt; "organizes" it.!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252745588707587634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOWASF5qdjI/AAAAAAAAA_U/xQ24XtGwvTI/s400/September+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is what it looks like when &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;VICKI&lt;/span&gt; cleans and organizes it. It seriously took me only an hour and a half. It's not like it is difficult.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252745587817709330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOWASClf_xI/AAAAAAAAA_M/9IwoZjC-HYY/s400/September+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8124408068722072434?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8124408068722072434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8124408068722072434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8124408068722072434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8124408068722072434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/difference-between-man-and-woman.html' title='A difference between a MAN and a WOMAN!!!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOWASF5qdjI/AAAAAAAAA_U/xQ24XtGwvTI/s72-c/September+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-793254849985937662</id><published>2008-09-30T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:52:45.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Tanya</title><content type='html'>Last night my fam went to dinner at Pizza Factory to visit a friend of mine that I haven't seen in a while. She just recently received her mission call to Guam and is leaving in November. We just wanted to have a good laugh with her, its easy with La Tanya. Her laugh is extremely infectious. She's so fun. We were joking last night that she is going to "Boss people in baptism." &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251825296179122898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI7SBEq0tI/AAAAAAAAA-M/4Bugex0FRiM/s400/September+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826548516041906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8a6ZDtLI/AAAAAAAAA-0/xHOZ6ycmCLo/s400/September+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She is always eating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826966717980338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8zQUK3rI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lnbyIUkvV2o/s400/September+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was taking a picture of Mom and Dad, Tyden snuck in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards Tyden wanted to go bowling so he did a game all by himself. He was so excited. Of course the kid had a orange ball.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826093208359266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8AaPP0WI/AAAAAAAAA-U/SGrB5BMlqBs/s400/September+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826097619244674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8Aqq4loI/AAAAAAAAA-k/DL3ElKU4d8E/s400/September+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826090540059522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8AQTEy4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/zkKr_0N2HC4/s400/September+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826362846550850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8QGuAG0I/AAAAAAAAA-s/kXvr1aIgNq4/s400/September+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826977974143762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI8z6P2SxI/AAAAAAAAA_E/fgGPAMJLScU/s400/September+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee played in the arcade with Auntie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-793254849985937662?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/793254849985937662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=793254849985937662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/793254849985937662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/793254849985937662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/la-tanya.html' title='La Tanya'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SOI7SBEq0tI/AAAAAAAAA-M/4Bugex0FRiM/s72-c/September+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8995821816139067750</id><published>2008-09-27T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:53:12.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>When we were at the park the girls were talking about having a Grey's party at Peg's house. I LOVE Grey's and have had it on the calander for a few weeks. I didn't know that they watched it. It's a bit on the scandalis side. Anyway, I went to the party with the girls. No kids. Justin kept them and it was nice. We all brought some snacks and I had a diet coke. What kind of night could be better? Junk food, no kids, Diet Coke and Patrick Dempsey! He's so hot. I just love these girls. They are a lot like my family. Loud, outspoken and fun. Thanks for the GREAT night girls. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250729239065067058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SN5WbGI6_jI/AAAAAAAAA9M/laQihfk3VKA/s400/September+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Sadie. It's the best one of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8995821816139067750?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8995821816139067750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8995821816139067750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8995821816139067750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8995821816139067750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SN5WbGI6_jI/AAAAAAAAA9M/laQihfk3VKA/s72-c/September+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4189307589998704726</id><published>2008-09-27T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:48:03.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thursday afternoon I took Hadlee to the park to play with her cousins. We went to Winchester Park. Cobi is moving to Florida and we wanted to get together before she moved. The kids played and we got some much needed girls talk in. There are some devil geese there and they will attack you. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250728312235213554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SN5VlJbdwvI/AAAAAAAAA9E/XPxr-kVNIW4/s400/September+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids aren't in the pic....Bella, Trixy and Scotty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4189307589998704726?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4189307589998704726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4189307589998704726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4189307589998704726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4189307589998704726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/park-play.html' title='Park Play'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SN5VlJbdwvI/AAAAAAAAA9E/XPxr-kVNIW4/s72-c/September+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2370975186515777468</id><published>2008-09-23T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:49:03.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to post this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNlV6tRN8KI/AAAAAAAAA8s/kEYjbNkcd7s/s1600-h/Bumble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249321307749609634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNlV6tRN8KI/AAAAAAAAA8s/kEYjbNkcd7s/s400/Bumble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyden helped me do this page. He just loves bumble. He now wants to be Miles, the bronco mascot and Bumble for Halloween. He's so weird.  He just looked at this all last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2370975186515777468?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2370975186515777468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2370975186515777468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2370975186515777468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2370975186515777468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-to-post-this.html' title='I had to post this....'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNlV6tRN8KI/AAAAAAAAA8s/kEYjbNkcd7s/s72-c/Bumble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3638340439502506460</id><published>2008-09-22T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:43:39.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin's Broncos</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Justin and his friend, Aaron Porter were able to go to the Saints Broncos game. Justin of course likes the broncos and Aaron like the Saints. They have been waiting to go to this particular game for a long time. He got home late last night and was still excited. He brought home a night light and a autograph for Tyden from Miles the mascot. Here are some of the pictes that they took.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248885225176050706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNfJTXFqLBI/AAAAAAAAA7M/HObo2mjS0ag/s400/DSC00390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248885222060638738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNfJTLe4whI/AAAAAAAAA7E/FUTSFKAhEdI/s400/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887029871495746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNfK8aGlSkI/AAAAAAAAA7U/6NANEDdBmsA/s400/September+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887041884379554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNfK9G2rWaI/AAAAAAAAA7k/s5NcmW6mFMc/s400/September+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887033392330914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNfK8nOA-KI/AAAAAAAAA7c/5s3J-CqGXRA/s400/September+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3638340439502506460?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3638340439502506460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3638340439502506460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3638340439502506460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3638340439502506460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/justins-broncos.html' title='Justin&apos;s Broncos'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNfJTXFqLBI/AAAAAAAAA7M/HObo2mjS0ag/s72-c/DSC00390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-9058861646695612014</id><published>2008-09-20T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:11:23.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gotten worse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are just 2 of the 5 pages that I did today. The good thing about Digital is that if you don't like it in 2 days or even a week you can just do it over. It's nice.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248306763308361890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNW7MctGaKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/FJVn_Npjyec/s400/Hadlee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248306770697139522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNW7M4OuNUI/AAAAAAAAA6M/qQZthWBNjoc/s400/Hadlee+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-9058861646695612014?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9058861646695612014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=9058861646695612014' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9058861646695612014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9058861646695612014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-gotten-worse.html' title='It&apos;s gotten worse!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNW7MctGaKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/FJVn_Npjyec/s72-c/Hadlee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3000635288468286494</id><published>2008-09-18T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:41:27.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me!! I'm obsessed!!</title><content type='html'>Now that I know how to do it...I'm going crazy! So my previous goal of 2 pages a day was smashed today by 9 pages! Who does that? I have so many years to catch up on. I have a million photos. In the month of July I downloaded over 700 pics to the computer. That was 1 month. YIKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started a blog for my digital pages. It's VickiBarker.blogspot.com .... creative name huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3000635288468286494?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3000635288468286494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3000635288468286494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3000635288468286494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3000635288468286494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/help-me-im-obsessed.html' title='Help me!! I&apos;m obsessed!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5699274865025561567</id><published>2008-09-17T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:37:29.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Digital Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was messing around with some free digital stuff today and literally 7 hours later and a lot of redos, mental brakes and almost beating the computer, this is what I had...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247199774495829874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNHMZOBVb3I/AAAAAAAAA3A/OcYSKaVxfrc/s400/Allen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that this is going to be my new hobby. It's easy once you figure it all out. I don't have 1 page scrapbooked since Tyden was born. So bad! I'm going to give myself a goal of 1 page a day. I'll get it done in...NEVER! Maybe 2 pages a day. That would be almost 6 years to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5699274865025561567?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5699274865025561567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5699274865025561567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5699274865025561567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5699274865025561567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-digital-page.html' title='My first Digital Page'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNHMZOBVb3I/AAAAAAAAA3A/OcYSKaVxfrc/s72-c/Allen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-520196567745243697</id><published>2008-09-16T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:10:30.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little spawn of Satan</title><content type='html'>My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100th&lt;/span&gt; Post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I walked into Hadlee's room to find this.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246697931162464754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNAD-F63MfI/AAAAAAAAA2g/rOGh1K8qH_E/s320/September+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She stands on the little pink chair and can pull down all of her stuff. I have already had to move her hair clips after I found them on the floor 5 times. She is such a little stinker. If I don't watch her 24/7 she can do ANYTHING! This is what it is suppose to look like....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246697926657743298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNAD91I2mcI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/02ZGkbIyCr0/s320/September+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and YES! I color coordinate all of our clothes...except Justin. He doesn't like it. Here is your proof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246697934488582178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNAD-ST3uCI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zkKHe-WPeBI/s320/September+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyden's clothes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246697942078563314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNAD-uldo_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/PzwidaqXhIs/s320/September+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My clothes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-520196567745243697?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/520196567745243697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=520196567745243697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/520196567745243697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/520196567745243697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-little-spawn-of-satan.html' title='My little spawn of Satan'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SNAD-F63MfI/AAAAAAAAA2g/rOGh1K8qH_E/s72-c/September+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1627012010500330531</id><published>2008-09-12T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:46:20.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunglasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SMqAn9DPRGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/cXVpayqervE/s1600-h/September+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245146139917763682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SMqAn9DPRGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/cXVpayqervE/s400/September+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Tyden asked to me to put on my glasses and take a picture with the three of us with them on. He's so random some times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1627012010500330531?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1627012010500330531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1627012010500330531' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1627012010500330531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1627012010500330531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunglasses.html' title='Sunglasses'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SMqAn9DPRGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/cXVpayqervE/s72-c/September+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4155643867017492534</id><published>2008-09-09T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:09:11.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister is a crafty mother..to be</title><content type='html'>Jessica is beyond talented. She decided to make a pregnancy journal to sell online at her etsy store. All of you that are pregnant or have friends that are please look at these. You will love them. She can make it anyway that you like. It's so cute. BabyLooDesigns.Etsy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244064045006176978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SMaodvX9wtI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8jAgS3EiHIo/s400/il_430xN_34827128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4155643867017492534?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4155643867017492534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4155643867017492534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4155643867017492534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4155643867017492534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-sister-is-crafty-motherto-be.html' title='My Sister is a crafty mother..to be'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SMaodvX9wtI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8jAgS3EiHIo/s72-c/il_430xN_34827128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8536697407944223116</id><published>2008-09-02T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:55:55.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day weekend in Cascade, ID</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has become a Barker Family tradition to spend Labor Day weekend with the entire family together in Cascade, ID at Trent's families cabin. We have done it the last 2 years in a row. We just barely got back last night. It's a 6 1/2 hour drive. Yuck! Every year we have gone Justin hasn't been able to come so I trek the kids all by myself. Trent's family has a cute cabin nestled in the mountains. It's so much fun. Last year I wasn't a big fan, I wasn't medicated, Tyden was throwing up and Hadlee wouldn't nurse. But this year we had activities planned for the kids and Hadlee threw up. Ah, Good times. We went to the lake twice, rode the 4-wheeler, motorcycles, went on several nature walks, roasted mellows, made smores, fished, water skied, watched movies and went to the tiniest LDS church EVER. On our second night Hadlee threw-up all over me. It was about midnight and the adults had just finished our movie. I went downstairs to go to bed and she started to cry. I picked her up and BAM. She got me good. I was going up-stairs to ask Kari to help me out and she started to puke again in the tub and then in the kitchen sink. It was so thick that she was choking on it and couldn't get it out. I woke up all of the males in the house and no one had oil. So Russ gave her a blessing. That was the first night that she slept with Tyden and I in the same bed. :( The next morning she was fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to the lake I forgot to re-apply sunscreen to her face and 2 days later she got blisters on her cheeks. I'm a bad mom. She looks so sad. At the lake the boys got to fish and we got to water ski and knee board. I love to water ski and it has been so long. The last time I did it was my 6th year of girls camp. We went to lake Powell. I started to get in the water and realized that I didn't have a life jacket on and I had my sun glasses on. I would of been so mad if I would of lost them. I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our activities with the boys included several nature walks. I went online the week before we left and looked for some ideas to keep the boys busy. We went on nature walks to pick leaves and flowers. We pressed them between clear contact paper and made place mats. We also layed leaves out on colored shirts and drenched them with bleach. It bleached out everything except where the leaf is. The boys liked it and it turned out pretty good. We also played with play-doh, kaleidoscopes, punching balloons and colored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to church on Sunday we sat in the relief society room. They broadcast it in there because the chapel and the over-flow were packed. The whole building is the size of the Cultural Hall in the stake center we went to in Clovis when I was growing up. It's ridiculously small. I forgot to bring Tyden's church shoes so he wore his tenni's and he looked so white trash. It's a good thing we didn't know anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning when I woke up I could tell that I was getting sick. My back and my neck were so achy. They are the sure signs that I am getting the flu. Kari had to pull over in the canyon so I could throw up and I lost it in the restaurant. My little nephew was throwing up on the way home too. So sad. I hate being sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ, Kari and I parted ways in Jerome, ID and I stopped to see my Baba for a little while. I haven't been to see her at her home yet and she has been begging me to visit. We made a trip to Wal-mart to find a car adapter for the DVD player that conveniently broke on the way home and had no luck finding it. I bought the kids some toys and realized after I got on the road that I needed to buy batteries. Seriously, It was a AWESOME trip home. I didn't get home until 10:15 pm and we left Cascade at about 10:30 am. I was in Jerome for 2 hours! I only intended for staying for 30 min. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know that this post is forever long but I have a lot to write about and of course it needs it's "Vicki" touch with a ton of pictures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241529351346290482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2nLJrHfzI/AAAAAAAAAyA/RpsxmmMVhKk/s320/August+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riding "Brown Papa's" horse Rojo. That's what Pierce calls Trent's Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241529357499809026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2nLgmOvQI/AAAAAAAAAyI/okeBsN_UmqQ/s320/August+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Hadlee on Rojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241529363360644914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2nL2bj_zI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/xfJMMKg9lWg/s320/August+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Making our leaf place mats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241530311192621538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2oDBYUMeI/AAAAAAAAAyo/mKY-g5winc4/s320/August+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Riding with Uncle T-Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241529373836712434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2nMddQGfI/AAAAAAAAAyY/xS4EFc5rN4Y/s320/August+274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4-Wheeling with Aunt Mikelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241529377229447618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2nMqGJIcI/AAAAAAAAAyg/tF4wGlG2kHc/s320/August+283.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kisses from the Daxter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241530319801809858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2oDhc5-8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/Ym6hRk8WGZY/s320/August+296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At Cascade Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241530327754771010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2oD_FCikI/AAAAAAAAAy4/sQE07wLpqI4/s320/August+303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly Papa has to cover his face because he is a fellow whitey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241536435948591554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2tnh37mcI/AAAAAAAAAz4/tmRexVl2MdI/s320/August+444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She dropped her push pop and was trying to put it back on the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241530335240137378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2oEa9sKqI/AAAAAAAAAzI/t_2Av4UVFeg/s320/August+324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ham bone Mikelle Knee-boarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241530331120404674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2oELneCMI/AAAAAAAAAzA/I1Augq7or_I/s320/August+316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241531973967697698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2pjzsyVyI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/0DNhHZyGB0U/s320/August+370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Linz had us laughing our butts off. Every time she fell Dax would say "Mama OTay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241531983220150386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2pkWKvkHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qUdZU6QxAOA/s320/August+416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Play-doh, Orange of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241531989627582994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2pkuCZOhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/b4JaJe7PysI/s320/August+425.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyden with his SWEET necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241531994138077970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2pk-1x6xI/AAAAAAAAAzo/2Cktdxa2EKs/s320/August+432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Hadlee eating&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241532001430061058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2plaAUwAI/AAAAAAAAAzw/lKVag1GjV20/s320/August+439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love this one of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241536443976534882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2tn_x8S2I/AAAAAAAAA0A/Zd8fBBBiWAg/s320/August+463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bah-Tee was eating the sand. He's such a little squirt.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241536444659686706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2toCU0XTI/AAAAAAAAA0I/eB6u_vmBmWs/s320/August+471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fishing with Papa&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241536451644373858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2tocWGO2I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Ol2x7Rhphc0/s320/August+480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Roasting with Uncle Cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241536453615753218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2tojsHGAI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/mp1k5I7Denk/s320/August+484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Campfire with Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241539769896064098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2wply81GI/AAAAAAAAA0g/l1qx4vzed_8/s320/August+486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyden and Me, That's the leaf shirt that we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241539775630105714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2wp7KDXHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/T_CP-HEpIHc/s320/August+507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyden took this picture of Kari. I thought that it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241539783333906482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2wqX2yCDI/AAAAAAAAA0w/UPvLweYS3Dc/s320/August+536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daxter, Aunt Bittie, Pierce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241539787862827170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2wqouj4KI/AAAAAAAAA04/N5dvNNRj9gc/s320/August+546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Waiting to go to church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241539796509454242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2wrI8E76I/AAAAAAAAA1A/Fhu-KbX5gyg/s320/August+567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Sunday nature walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241541029536019506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2xy6UhNDI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/6ZTn_9NH1tg/s320/August+618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Miss Hadlee and Ninny with their purple balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241541035119273074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2xzPHq5HI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lsx9KelgBgQ/s320/August+609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Bittie taking a picture of Dax taking a picture of my camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241541036623711202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2xzUuWy-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/OJUEJUqDasE/s320/August+629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another Tyden shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241541035660760146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2xzRIxVFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ST1hS9epE08/s320/August+628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyden loves to take pictures. He got this good one of Papa.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241541026149724546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2xyttKcYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/8cV5tegXUs0/s320/August+573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Hadlee's poor little blistered cheekies. I'm a bad Mommy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8536697407944223116?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8536697407944223116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8536697407944223116' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8536697407944223116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8536697407944223116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-weekend-in-cascade-id.html' title='Labor Day weekend in Cascade, ID'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SL2nLJrHfzI/AAAAAAAAAyA/RpsxmmMVhKk/s72-c/August+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2675953904504005823</id><published>2008-09-02T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:49:14.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is Little Miss Hadlee singing &lt;em&gt;Popcorn Popping&lt;/em&gt;! She gets a little distracted though.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4e9fefb49a61514" 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" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4e9fefb49a61514%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26590437490CFD02D29DF8FEEB2EBC486FF36D9A.E47CD6C40020D24C929B75BB4C601905FCB53B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4e9fefb49a61514%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCXCd02CIvg-dkGqfdjqG5VpUXrQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4e9fefb49a61514%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26590437490CFD02D29DF8FEEB2EBC486FF36D9A.E47CD6C40020D24C929B75BB4C601905FCB53B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4e9fefb49a61514%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCXCd02CIvg-dkGqfdjqG5VpUXrQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2675953904504005823?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a4e9fefb49a61514&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2675953904504005823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2675953904504005823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2675953904504005823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2675953904504005823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-is-little-miss-hadlee-singing.html' title=''/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3963306564596107045</id><published>2008-08-27T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:25:29.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyden's 1st day of Preschool!</title><content type='html'>Well I did it and only one of us cried. Not me, him. It was sad. Miss Karen told me to give him a hug and a kiss and go. I had to give her the whole talk about his allergies. It is such a pain in the butt. This little boy Tyler walked right in and started telling Tyden about his airplane. He was cute. I think that he will be just fine. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218761837068082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SLVxtI_cPzI/AAAAAAAAAx4/AhLr5tsKhJ0/s320/August+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239218757413149218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SLVxs4gsmiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/9b6OK8N0jfI/s320/August+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These were obviously taken prior to the crying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3963306564596107045?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3963306564596107045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3963306564596107045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3963306564596107045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3963306564596107045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/tydens-1st-day-of-preschool.html' title='Tyden&apos;s 1st day of Preschool!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SLVxtI_cPzI/AAAAAAAAAx4/AhLr5tsKhJ0/s72-c/August+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5478746202644318752</id><published>2008-08-24T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:57:21.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Above</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've decided to try and sell pures. These are the same bags that they sell in the kiosks in the malls just 1/2 the price. Let me know if you would be interested in ordering some and I will send you an e-mail with a more descriptive list of the bags. Check out the Sildeshow above. I also can sell all of that cute luggage with the polka dots and bows.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238144780054239218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SLGg7LEzF_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/64mtVdfyA7Y/s200/2616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are my fav!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5478746202644318752?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5478746202644318752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5478746202644318752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5478746202644318752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5478746202644318752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-above.html' title='Look Above'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SLGg7LEzF_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/64mtVdfyA7Y/s72-c/2616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3177776706147016538</id><published>2008-08-21T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:50:47.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petting Zoo</title><content type='html'>Today we decided to take a trip down to Gardner Village to check out the Petting Zoo. We knew that they had Pony rides and Tyden has been begging me to let him ride a horse ever since he has become obsessed with the &lt;em&gt;Spirit &lt;/em&gt;movie. I should mention at a recent allergy test we discovered that he is allergic to Horses just as much as he is allergic to peanuts and eggs. I don't believe it though. I loaded him up on Zyrtec before we left and he was fine. I'm not going to keep him for experiencing things that I did when I was a little girl. We had horses. Anyway, Pierce and Tyden started out with the Pony Rides. They both loved it. Tyden wanted the horse with the blue bucket and Pierce wanted the one with the green bucket. After the rides we went into the corral. There are little goats everywhere. Hadlee didn't know where to go. She was too excited and Pierce fell in love with this one goat. Tyden kept going around to all of the animals and saying "Guys, come here and look at this." On the way over he asked Kari if there would be pigs, turtles, fish and sharks. He was happy to see one of his requests. The pigs there are huge and they have this giant sow named Sally. It was cute to watch them all walk around checking out everything. I tried to get Mikelle to put Brockie down so I could get a picture of him by the goat but she wouldn't go for it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075442539515714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3UXiZ9T0I/AAAAAAAAAww/D4U9DRIyYSk/s320/August+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075449587556498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3UX8qV4JI/AAAAAAAAAw4/BIQnivf7qSw/s320/August+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075462515584882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3UYs0n73I/AAAAAAAAAxA/8JFVtvaAT0U/s320/August+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075469679128242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3UZHgi7rI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ijh7LUcTDL8/s320/August+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075479774319730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3UZtHbVHI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Qv4G8k5D2w4/s320/August+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075966585646690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3U2CoSrmI/AAAAAAAAAxY/X2Qh69SSSvU/s320/August+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pierce's LOVE&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237075978736158514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3U2v5MxzI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Xsz0UJwwMl4/s320/August+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Miss Hadlee watching the boys ride the Ponies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3177776706147016538?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3177776706147016538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3177776706147016538' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3177776706147016538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3177776706147016538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/petting-zoo.html' title='Petting Zoo'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SK3UXiZ9T0I/AAAAAAAAAww/D4U9DRIyYSk/s72-c/August+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6582385066111415682</id><published>2008-08-17T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:42:21.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Elder Richmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Kenny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Mom and I thought that you would like this. He climbed up on it all by himself. We are just going to give it to him. I hope that you don't mind too much. You never ride it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b3fdfdff74e2107e" 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" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db3fdfdff74e2107e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47C94FA16832B9046B0AA530623F1AB09212C8D8.44191B2FE230432D6CAD0892180DAD9FE026C562%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3fdfdff74e2107e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9t6ngWySkNTAEIw7AvOa0fjt8VM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db3fdfdff74e2107e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47C94FA16832B9046B0AA530623F1AB09212C8D8.44191B2FE230432D6CAD0892180DAD9FE026C562%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3fdfdff74e2107e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9t6ngWySkNTAEIw7AvOa0fjt8VM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6582385066111415682?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b3fdfdff74e2107e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6582385066111415682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6582385066111415682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6582385066111415682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6582385066111415682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-elder-richmond.html' title='For Elder Richmond'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-9068459075521963748</id><published>2008-08-16T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:08:57.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Miss Van Gogh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After the boys got home from Father and Sons (sorry men don't take pictures) they decided to ALL take naps including the kids. Kari and I thought that we could sneak a quick trip to Dillard's in. When we got back Justin was on the porch and Hadlee was down stairs taking a crayon to the door. After I freaked and got it cleaned up, a few hours later I found this.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235255462489515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKddGwYcZWI/AAAAAAAAAwg/e6Ra72Cf47Q/s400/August+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235255473433201330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKddHZJnyrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/mIIu0x8WM-U/s400/August+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pink dresser is the one I caught Tyden coloring on when it was white, in our room and he was about Hadlee's age.  I have never had a problem since.....until Van Gogh decided to grace us with his presence.  We are so privileged!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-9068459075521963748?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9068459075521963748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=9068459075521963748' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9068459075521963748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9068459075521963748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-little-miss-van-gogh.html' title='Our Little Miss Van Gogh'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKddGwYcZWI/AAAAAAAAAwg/e6Ra72Cf47Q/s72-c/August+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3757673368173157845</id><published>2008-08-12T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:16:55.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is Tyden imitating the synchronized divers for the USA!  He was amazed at what they were doing. I'm glad that he kept doing it so I could get it on tape.  Maybe one day he will be getting a gold metal in diving.  Or he could be the next Michael Phelps.  He likes to watch him swim.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2d647c21835fe20" 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" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2d647c21835fe20%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45932F0676AA8689C2D632745341BF019147546F.5FF35E2D88CF1051B5EAA7FE45199E70A48841BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2d647c21835fe20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsjQM1runX-T2wRSVhVd3X8qbe28&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2d647c21835fe20%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45932F0676AA8689C2D632745341BF019147546F.5FF35E2D88CF1051B5EAA7FE45199E70A48841BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2d647c21835fe20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsjQM1runX-T2wRSVhVd3X8qbe28&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3757673368173157845?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3757673368173157845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3757673368173157845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3757673368173157845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3757673368173157845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-tyden-imitating-synchronized.html' title=''/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8969334615486266451</id><published>2008-08-12T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:10:40.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's "Belated" Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday the the 8th was my Dad's 52nd birthday. We went up to Mom and Dad's for dinner and gifts. Uncle Steve and Debbie had come into town for his birthday and a ride. I know that my dad wont read this but I want him to know how much I love him. He is and has been the best Daddy. He loves my children so much and has always shown them that. He loves my mother and we know that. Some of you know he is a little extreme in expressing that love but I am thankful that I know if. I love you Daddy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233786922589007826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKIlee8Ar9I/AAAAAAAAAv4/lHHxJPoIrEM/s320/August+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I found these matching shorts for Tyden on "Mall Day."  Dad bought his when he went on the cruise to Tahiti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233786922880921154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKIlegBm7kI/AAAAAAAAAwA/FcAzR7ms8HI/s320/August+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad was giving Tyden a high-five because he liked his gift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233786935563497922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKIlfPRXscI/AAAAAAAAAwI/SwhXBe4BEmk/s320/August+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Helping Bompa or Pompa blow out the candles on his orange cake that he made him. MMM Tasty!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233786937696236082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKIlfXN2sjI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/V3VoaCggQaY/s320/August+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hugging Bompa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233786936369120754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKIlfSRchfI/AAAAAAAAAwY/nlpE5_3XKx8/s320/August+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one is for Uncle Kenny! He climed up on his own and was making the motor sounds.  Kenny thinks that Dad is going to buy him one when he gets home from his mission.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8969334615486266451?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8969334615486266451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8969334615486266451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8969334615486266451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8969334615486266451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/dads-belated-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s &quot;Belated&quot; Birthday'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SKIlee8Ar9I/AAAAAAAAAv4/lHHxJPoIrEM/s72-c/August+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5315932894728479049</id><published>2008-08-10T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:06:36.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't he cute?</title><content type='html'>I just thought that I would share this picture of my brother, Kenny. He just barely sent my mom some CDs with pictures from his mission. I love this one. The primary kids wanted the missionaries to lead the 4th of July bike parade. They decorated the bikes for them. Isn't it cute? This is a typical Kenny thing, starting out with a wheelie. The kids wanted him to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just so proud of Kenny. I can already see that he is changing and growing so much. He is such a good boy. He is doing a GREAT job out there and he is such a good example for my children; especially Tyden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233091156558906178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJ-srkfug0I/AAAAAAAAAvw/Fh0iizCtrLQ/s400/Kenny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5315932894728479049?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5315932894728479049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5315932894728479049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5315932894728479049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5315932894728479049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/isnt-he-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t he cute?'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJ-srkfug0I/AAAAAAAAAvw/Fh0iizCtrLQ/s72-c/Kenny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2358567826298503348</id><published>2008-08-08T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:05:46.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a little secret!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJ0WuKmhvoI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-VAN9nTu4ng/s1600-h/IMG_5053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232363324450127490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJ0WuKmhvoI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-VAN9nTu4ng/s400/IMG_5053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Guess what? Jessica is PREGNANT! I'm going to be an Aunt....again! Yeah! I'm so excited. She is going to be having the baby around the first of April. I'm convinced it is going to be a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2358567826298503348?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2358567826298503348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2358567826298503348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2358567826298503348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2358567826298503348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-little-secret.html' title='I have a little secret!!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJ0WuKmhvoI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-VAN9nTu4ng/s72-c/IMG_5053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5630850563542730256</id><published>2008-08-04T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T09:09:26.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooter Thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJcpjHiPMJI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/j4Fo09e0194/s1600-h/august2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230695175508930706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJcpjHiPMJI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/j4Fo09e0194/s320/august2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJcpjGn6uiI/AAAAAAAAAvY/NvvCguwqgqg/s1600-h/august.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230695175264320034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJcpjGn6uiI/AAAAAAAAAvY/NvvCguwqgqg/s320/august.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hadlee is a scooter thief. Mom and Dad bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; this scooter as a present for a good soccer season. He is such a big boy. He loves it. They tried to find an orange one but could only find his second favorite color, blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5630850563542730256?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5630850563542730256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5630850563542730256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5630850563542730256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5630850563542730256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/scooter-thief.html' title='Scooter Thief'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJcpjHiPMJI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/j4Fo09e0194/s72-c/august2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8408133525894816421</id><published>2008-07-31T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:06:05.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAPA loves US!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-140f520ad5a3d1e1" 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" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D140f520ad5a3d1e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D369B9BE5CC6A6607204538CF6C7451F75647A910.18398B8F3444494B71692F7BDDF2B3A4F497B2F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D140f520ad5a3d1e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHNPsn-svQ7r16yaCNtGljyqk9dI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D140f520ad5a3d1e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D369B9BE5CC6A6607204538CF6C7451F75647A910.18398B8F3444494B71692F7BDDF2B3A4F497B2F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D140f520ad5a3d1e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHNPsn-svQ7r16yaCNtGljyqk9dI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Papa loves me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tonight after Russ and I gave the boys a LOOONG scooter ride and Popsicle's Russ made the boys ice cream cones.  This is how it looked.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378948195211378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJJ8cmsU2HI/AAAAAAAAAuc/o1MHXc6ymjQ/s400/july+645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Brockie Boy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378956293090066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJJ8dE3AqxI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Z7IRBVLdZug/s400/july+659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tyden (I just love this one!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378968289124274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJJ8dxjFn7I/AAAAAAAAAus/gg_mLv-XdHY/s400/july+671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Pierce's dirty face&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378975671445170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJJ8eNDK5rI/AAAAAAAAAu0/6xtBHngitnk/s400/july+666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Miss Hadlee&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378978740044946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJJ8eYeyBJI/AAAAAAAAAu8/8sOKVC6LT2A/s400/july+673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tyden and Pierce on the scoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8408133525894816421?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=140f520ad5a3d1e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8408133525894816421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8408133525894816421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8408133525894816421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8408133525894816421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/papa-loves-us.html' title='PAPA loves US!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SJJ8cmsU2HI/AAAAAAAAAuc/o1MHXc6ymjQ/s72-c/july+645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1372930000738701924</id><published>2008-07-31T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:28:53.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Dillards! It's my weakness!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday Kari made the mistake of telling me that Dillards was having an additional 40% off their permanently reduced merchandise.  I usually love to get their shoes when they are 75 % off.  I have acquired some really CUTE Jessica Simpson and Gianni Bini shoes that way.  Yesterday was different.  I SCORED big time.  I got 8 shirts, 1 skirt, 4 bras and 2 zip hoodies for me. 1 shirt for my Dad's birthday, 3 shirts and 1 pair of shorts for Tyden.  I won't say how much because I don't want J to find out.  Let's just say that I keep getting credit increases on my Dillards card.  YEAH! I can however tell you how much I saved.....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;$ 452.74&lt;/span&gt;. I get my skills from my Momma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1372930000738701924?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1372930000738701924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1372930000738701924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1372930000738701924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1372930000738701924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-dillards-its-my-weakness.html' title='I love Dillards! It&apos;s my weakness!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4887246063000890563</id><published>2008-07-30T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:16:02.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor Tyden</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday I noticed that Tyden's symptoms were getting a little worse.  Monday he started coughing and had a runny nose.  Yesterday his breathing was short and shallow.  I knew that it wasn't right.  This isn't our first time with this.  Kari convinced me to call Dr. Wall.  He wasn't in the office so we saw Dr. Omara. After he had me listen to Tyden's lungs he told me that the high pitch sound I was listening to wasn't good.  Sometimes children can act asthmatic without being diagnosed with asthma.  That is the case with Tyden.  He said that sometimes children have sensitive lungs.  A dust storm came through on Sunday and that is what did him in.  He told me to just keep using his inhaler and I have to give him a steroid today.  Poor little guy.  Justin and Grammy really gave him the bad genes.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I couldn't even get him to do anything.  He didn't even want the orange pancakes (his favorite color) that I made him.  He even turned down chocolate milk.  He just wanted to lay around and watch TV.  He was totally lethargic.  He seems to be getting better and yesterday Kari was saying that the steroid was giving him "Roid Rage."  He was an ornery butt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4887246063000890563?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4887246063000890563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4887246063000890563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4887246063000890563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4887246063000890563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-poor-tyden.html' title='My poor Tyden'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-9158492624711602755</id><published>2008-07-27T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T08:32:14.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brockie's Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Last night the family got together to celebrate Brockie's birthday. We all went to Nichols Park in Fruit Heights. They have this awesome playground that is this HUGE castle. The boys loved it and Pierce ate the sand. He's so cute. Tyden was walking over to us and his pants fell down a few times and these women were laughing at him. It was hilarious. It is always good to get together with J's grandparents. It's nice to just relax and visit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227716361433548114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIyUVUW-hVI/AAAAAAAAAts/dnKO4v8TMBM/s320/july+591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you tell that Pierce is eating the sand?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227716369855764754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIyUVzu_WRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/PUuUe2foD2E/s320/july+593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Hadlee's signature Paris Hilton pose.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227716398822372498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIyUXfpKtJI/AAAAAAAAAt8/sPjg90sL8TM/s320/july+620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The boys swinging&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227716402020316194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIyUXrjndCI/AAAAAAAAAuE/_Wgxdgf06G8/s320/july+624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Again with the glasses.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227716411558807906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIyUYPFxSWI/AAAAAAAAAuM/hO7eaQvdCLE/s320/july+631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I especially love this one.  It's just so sweet.  It will be framed.&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/3057559226352126484-9158492624711602755?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9158492624711602755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=9158492624711602755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9158492624711602755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9158492624711602755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/brockies-party.html' title='Brockie&apos;s Party'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIyUVUW-hVI/AAAAAAAAAts/dnKO4v8TMBM/s72-c/july+591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1774919085315184532</id><published>2008-07-26T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:00:45.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brockie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is my sweet little nephews &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st &lt;/span&gt;birthday. I just love him so much. He has a great little personality and he loves Aunt Vicki. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227337694548174738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs78ASNp5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/VYrFJmd-uuU/s400/july+561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you Brockie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1774919085315184532?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1774919085315184532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1774919085315184532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1774919085315184532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1774919085315184532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-brockie.html' title='Happy Birthday Brockie!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs78ASNp5I/AAAAAAAAAtk/VYrFJmd-uuU/s72-c/july+561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1598298144035729167</id><published>2008-07-26T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T07:57:37.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We LOVE cousins!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; On Saturday we decided to take the kids to the Gateway for lunch and a little run in the fountains. We started with lunch at Jason's Deli. Yummy. I have to toot my horn and say that a friend of mine and I discoved it when it fist came to town and I introduced the fam to it. I just love it. They have the BEST broccoli cheese soup ever! After lunch we headed to the fountains. Hadlee was the only one who walked through on her own. She was loving it. She made a little friend and followed him around. It was a lot of fun. After the fountains the boys, Ian and Papa took Trax home. The boys love trains. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331448503387282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2Qb9FxJI/AAAAAAAAAsE/L4FUSn0nnZo/s400/july+525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Hadlee at the Gateway Fountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2QwRXGZI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ujP9UMo0wiI/s1600-h/july+535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331453957118354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2QwRXGZI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ujP9UMo0wiI/s400/july+535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2RVPY6bI/AAAAAAAAAsU/lVRrTEnpBU4/s1600-h/july+541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331463880960434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2RVPY6bI/AAAAAAAAAsU/lVRrTEnpBU4/s400/july+541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hadlee's friend. I love how they are talking to eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2RjUx1NI/AAAAAAAAAsc/MmeOThstJl4/s1600-h/july+548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331467661661394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2RjUx1NI/AAAAAAAAAsc/MmeOThstJl4/s400/july+548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Hadlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2R-xqJuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/mgq2TSG_QFI/s1600-h/july+549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331475030550242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2R-xqJuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/mgq2TSG_QFI/s400/july+549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daxter with a flower in his hair.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333441684739938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs4EdIjl2I/AAAAAAAAAss/VA5icxiNRCE/s320/july+550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I just LOVE this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the water and a few naps we took the kids outside. They played in the water, ate some popsicles, fed the chickens and had some scooter rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333472757900322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs4GQ4-ZCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/yW8ezlscYS4/s320/july+568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hadlee just dove right in.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333446849115698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs4EwX1tjI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DF2UJMvhy-8/s320/july+552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333461912475154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs4FofOVhI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dP4WuECj1lE/s320/july+559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brockie and Miss Hadlee&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333470348326306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs4GH6fNaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/XkrgnhgN_DU/s320/july+562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Hadlee crying because she didn't get to go on the first scooter ride.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227336524074918738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs6337pI1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/pHxOzX92TeA/s320/july+574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eating POPSICLES with Papa!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227336528900560274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs64J6KlZI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ul4JqPwYvaY/s320/july+579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1598298144035729167?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1598298144035729167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1598298144035729167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1598298144035729167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1598298144035729167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-love-cousins.html' title='We LOVE cousins!!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs2Qb9FxJI/AAAAAAAAAsE/L4FUSn0nnZo/s72-c/july+525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4336553126083143641</id><published>2008-07-26T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T07:33:25.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneer Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well we started out the day with the Days of '47 Parade. I have never been to this parade so imagine my surprise when I saw this....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326538179142978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIsxynkj5UI/AAAAAAAAAq8/AlnlwlRiHbc/s320/july+464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You would think that I would have known but no. This was the closest I have ever been to the Prophet. I wish that he would of been on our side but I will take the sign and Francis. Totally rad. The boys got to see their favorite too. BUMBLE!! They were so excited. Pierce couldn't contain himself.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326541291701474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIsxyzKpxOI/AAAAAAAAArE/6nJpCx6gPPg/s320/july+468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326547532906722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIsxzKarAOI/AAAAAAAAArM/vXYyjAfXo6k/s320/july+472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm never in the pictures so I took this one of Mikelle and I. I HATE my hair. It looks too red.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the parade we headed home and put the kids down for some naps and had a BBQ. Russ got those special hamburger patties that I like. (the elementary ones) YUMMY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately it seems that Hadlee's hair has been commented on for being a mullet. I finally let Linz cut it. She cut bangs too. So sad but she looks so dang cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227328164683806994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIszRSxfeRI/AAAAAAAAArk/x6rbc-jobQM/s320/july+474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tramatic hair cut we headed to the Bees game. It was so much fun. The boys just love it. They are constantly searching for Bumble. Tyden was saying the days before that he wanted to take a picture with Bumble and the boys but when the time came he freaked, as did Dax. I saw that Bumble was going to be coming down some stairs so we rushed the boys over. We got there when no one was around. He even signed Pierce and Dax's new hats. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326558324437058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIsxzynksEI/AAAAAAAAArc/sKC7Fjzo5vU/s320/july+475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330393834592866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs1TDAdGmI/AAAAAAAAArs/9dO_BQHTIQ8/s400/july+482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330405494657154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs1TucbkII/AAAAAAAAAr0/YAms36Bhza8/s400/july+486.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Elton John&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330407165960002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIs1T0q5n0I/AAAAAAAAAr8/3i1syOQF-fg/s400/july+497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4336553126083143641?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4336553126083143641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4336553126083143641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4336553126083143641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4336553126083143641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/pioneer-day.html' title='Pioneer Day'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIsxynkj5UI/AAAAAAAAAq8/AlnlwlRiHbc/s72-c/july+464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-36091003860957678</id><published>2008-07-23T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:43:21.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Me!!</title><content type='html'>So I was wondering if you guys would be willing to help me out with my business. I am willing to make all of my friends my Baby Learning Blocks at cost. I need to get them out there. I need people to see your kids with them at church and have you tell them about me. Let me know if you guys are interested. It only costs me about $5-7.00 give or take a little. You can choose the colors and I'll make it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226405448871120226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIfsEKghDWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/AEeOW2Muu_w/s320/july+388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-36091003860957678?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/36091003860957678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=36091003860957678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/36091003860957678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/36091003860957678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/help-me.html' title='Help Me!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIfsEKghDWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/AEeOW2Muu_w/s72-c/july+388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1086165414823617607</id><published>2008-07-22T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:48:19.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Anyone???</title><content type='html'>So I have been putting this off for a while......Justin has started his own online travel website. It's called 1SuiteVacation.com! Every time you book anything (flights, cruise, hotel, car rentals) Justin will make a commission. There is also a business opportunity for you. You can sign up your own travel site and make a commission. You also have the choice of signing up others and making money. I know that it sounds like MLM but it's not. It books using travelocity and hotels.com. Just check it out. Compare it. Book it. Pay the Barkers :) You can also look at MakeMoneyWhenPeopleTravel.com. That's another one of his websites. Let me know if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1086165414823617607?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1086165414823617607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1086165414823617607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1086165414823617607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1086165414823617607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/travel-anyone.html' title='Travel Anyone???'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-161065146864379443</id><published>2008-07-22T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:29:57.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couches for SALE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have decided to sell our couches. Does anyone know anyone that would be interested in buying them? Justin and I have 2 storage units and we have combined into one. The couches will not fit so we are getting rid of them. We have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; days. Nice huh? We are thinking about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$500&lt;/span&gt;. Let me know. If we don't sell them Justin will take them to the DI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225871440986047650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIYGY0HVBKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/xMNknYQAiFY/s320/TRIBECCA-2PC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course this is the stock photo. I don't have a good one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We sold them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-161065146864379443?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/161065146864379443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=161065146864379443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/161065146864379443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/161065146864379443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/couches-for-sale.html' title='Couches for SALE!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIYGY0HVBKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/xMNknYQAiFY/s72-c/TRIBECCA-2PC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5433723497634462068</id><published>2008-07-21T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:31:32.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first SALE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITHnp5oRuI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hzX4Sl_dQao/s1600-h/j0433199.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITG12OsRUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rymWNtKDFJI/s1600-h/july+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITG2IwyqOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/amYUhdxzsJE/s1600-h/july+343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225520101023983842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITG2IwyqOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/amYUhdxzsJE/s320/july+343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; did it! I made a sale. I actually posted this blanket on KSL and someone e-mailed me about it. I told her to go to my web page CozyCuddleCreations.Etsy.com and she ended up buying the matching Skills Cube to go with it. Sweet. I feel all official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225521082593658050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITHvRZPRMI/AAAAAAAAAqk/26UspEK1fGU/s200/j0433199.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is just a picture that I use for my business.  I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITGhNGZeTI/AAAAAAAAAqE/XAOueZnWRas/s1600-h/july+341.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5433723497634462068?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5433723497634462068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5433723497634462068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5433723497634462068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5433723497634462068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first-sale.html' title='My first SALE!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SITG2IwyqOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/amYUhdxzsJE/s72-c/july+343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4342224935701750142</id><published>2008-07-19T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:59:33.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raging Waters</title><content type='html'>For the past 3 years our HUGE Barker family has attended the annual Sysco work party at Raging Waters. This year was no different....except we were missing over half of the family. Whit and Cam are in Lake Powell. Lindsay was working and Ian didn't want to bring the boys by himself and Trent and Mikelle had planned a BBQ at their house. We sure did miss having the little guys around us.  Sis and Phil didn't go either.  They thought that it would be more fun to work for Phil's step-dad.  Boring!  Tyden was so lonely. He played with Papa and Dad most of the day. I was so excited to go. I don't get out in the sun....ever and last year they served hamburgers that I swear are the exact same ones they served at Garfield Elementary. I was loving them. But this year they had some stinky ones and I was mad. We played BINGO and I won. I never win anything so Kari and I were excited. I won the chick vs. guys edition of Scene It! Oh yeah, everyone I know will be playing with me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.....what would a family outing be without some adorable pictures of my children?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902951558800018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKVjT2NYpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/w8FA9ahHbrc/s320/july+399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrying tubes with Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224903723055261266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKWQN5TJlI/AAAAAAAAApk/-OeWuOF2CPI/s320/july+420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's trying to block the water holes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902970025413266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKVkYo_ipI/AAAAAAAAApE/EyXK3mDMTCk/s320/july+408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's so skinny. I actually had a lady at his swim lessons ask me if he is just skin and bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224903728515781042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKWQiPMEbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M5Wx6NyJ6PQ/s320/july+402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902957922598482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKVjrjdPlI/AAAAAAAAAo8/wE3PrFNJgK4/s320/july+405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224903726906263410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKWQcPcx3I/AAAAAAAAAps/gwKUko6mJds/s320/july+414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902979283441138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKVk7IR1fI/AAAAAAAAApU/vqLP0rvNHt8/s320/july+427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa gave her an ice cream bar. She is always after food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224903716184119938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKWP0TF2oI/AAAAAAAAApc/rEX3GZPd6ac/s320/july+435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902973202841970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKVkkejQXI/AAAAAAAAApM/kP7kzArZHXQ/s320/july+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My two little burritos. I use to call Tyden my little burrito after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he got out of the tub. Now I have two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224904662317911378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKXG469zVI/AAAAAAAAAp8/emKtg6WEtWI/s320/july+440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Again with the food. She is sucking down root beer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from a straw and going for the cheez-its. &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/3057559226352126484-4342224935701750142?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4342224935701750142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4342224935701750142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4342224935701750142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4342224935701750142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/raging-waters.html' title='Raging Waters'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SIKVjT2NYpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/w8FA9ahHbrc/s72-c/july+399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7253541747901644477</id><published>2008-07-15T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:37:56.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a slacker....</title><content type='html'>I have done a post in the longest time. There has been plenty of things to talk about I just haven't felt like it....Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st of all I am following Jessica and I have started a online business as well. It's called Cozy Cuddle Creations. Cozycuddlecreations.etsy.com You can go to that website and take a peek. It's just small and I only have a few things on there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autumn my long lost cousin FINALLY came into town this last week. She moved to Missouri and I hate it. This visit was long overdue. Mom bought the kids these giant suckers and we got the cutest pictures of them on the porch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265233577312594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHzEDk8GAVI/AAAAAAAAAok/6OnRv4EfHSs/s320/july+324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we went up to Mom and Dad's because they had gone to the MTC on Friday and picked up Aunt Jennie for the day. When we were outside Dad picked up a grasshopper and gave it to Hadlee. Oddly enough she loved it. She would pick it up off the grass and put it on her shirt. Dad taught me to like bugs when I was little so it was fun to see him to the same with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265236930517570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHzEDxbj2kI/AAAAAAAAAos/6mFckyBU8_s/s320/Grasshopper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265231420508514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHzEDc53yWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ljsDf2LGhtc/s320/Grasshopper1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday night I finally had someone call about the surround sound system that I have been trying to sell for Kari. He happens to be a fireman and asked if I could bring it down to the station because they are not allowed to leave when they want. He called on Monday and said that he would just stop by and pick it up on the way back from a training. My visiting teachers were over and I saw them pull up....in the fire truck. I didn't think that they would be in it. So COOL!! Leslie, Jennifer and I brought Tyden and Maddy outside with us. They we able to sit in the truck and try the helmet on. Of course I took pictures. They told me that I could bring the kids by the station anytime and they would let the kids sit in the truck. I was so excited. They even were running the sirens.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265227835733250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHzEDPjMdQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0KdMBVMUBNw/s320/july+346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7253541747901644477?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7253541747901644477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7253541747901644477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7253541747901644477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7253541747901644477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-slacker.html' title='I&apos;m a slacker....'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHzEDk8GAVI/AAAAAAAAAok/6OnRv4EfHSs/s72-c/july+324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2549537874872451742</id><published>2008-07-08T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:08:50.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Swimmer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHQO0gIdTdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BrqtiqhiF6Q/s1600-h/july+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220814163170643410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHQO0gIdTdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BrqtiqhiF6Q/s320/july+289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; has officially started his swim lessons. Jessica and I both had swim when we were little. I was younger that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; when I learned and it is something that I have really been wanting him to do. He is learning in a group so it is a little strange. He has had 2 lessons and he loves it. He doesn't want to leave when the lesson is over. He has 8 lessons 30 minutes a day, for 2 weeks and I only paid $20. What a deal. Hopefully by the end of the 2 weeks he will be a fishy in the water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220814175375617762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHQO1NmWbuI/AAAAAAAAAn8/gmeB1q2P5x8/s320/july+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220814186502574994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHQO13DOU5I/AAAAAAAAAoM/GKWCgwJo0C8/s320/july+291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220814181020581730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHQO1ioNv2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/pPRcTcOVgGM/s320/july+296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2549537874872451742?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2549537874872451742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2549537874872451742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2549537874872451742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2549537874872451742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-little-swimmer.html' title='My little Swimmer!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SHQO0gIdTdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BrqtiqhiF6Q/s72-c/july+289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2217312214745905590</id><published>2008-07-05T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:39:17.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope that everyone had a wonderful 4th. Ours was packed full of activities. We started out with a neighborhood breakfast. I took Tyden with me while Justin stayed at home waiting for Miss Hadlee to wake up. After breakfast we went to the West Jordan Parade. We were able to sit in some prime spots. It was reserved for the WJPD's family. Luckily we went with Linda Shober. Her husband is WJPD. During the parade the dumbest lady sat by us. She told her daughter that the Samoans that walked were from Hawaii. She was beyond obnoxious and sort of invaded our territory. After the parade we headed straight to Aunt Peggy's for a family get together. It was so fun. I always like getting together with the Roger's. Tyden was saying on the way over that he wanted to go to Piggy's. I didn't understand it until he said Aunt Piggy's. What a little cutie. After we left Peg's we went home for a quick snoozer and then we headed to the BEES game. The boys love Bumble. The kids did great. Pierce was yelling, "Goooo Bumble." He's so stinkin cute. Hadlee went and sat on some random woman's lap that was sitting behind us. She will go to ANYONE, just like her mother did. We got to take a picture with Bumble and see fireworks so it was a perfect ending to a good day. Of course I have pics....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219562802898240306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-ctv2XgzI/AAAAAAAAAmM/g9_ExloFnx4/s320/july+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219562807134353042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-ct_oVdpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/D5XaO0bVmqg/s320/july+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her hair was so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219562813506528386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-cuXXlJII/AAAAAAAAAmc/OU3kLcKaj9o/s320/july+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyden's favorite part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219562818370849346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-cupfUykI/AAAAAAAAAmk/phaeXHyCbzQ/s320/july+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I peed a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219562823880815266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-cu-BAMqI/AAAAAAAAAms/7B0UHMsKO3A/s320/july+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cute nephew Daxter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564065974796114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-d3RLSP1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/CrhS25lc9LM/s320/july+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She's such a big girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564070695996274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-d3iw6C3I/AAAAAAAAAm8/xPUrFE5bPL4/s320/july+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Playing volleyball with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564082379216194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-d4OSZ1UI/AAAAAAAAAnE/R1_f4Lrbaxw/s320/july+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Shootin' hoops with Pierce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564091811479378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-d4xbOv1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/3uRJBmcBDfc/s320/july+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Swinging with Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564106732825522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-d5pAwa7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/EmdA9ZDLJvI/s320/july+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bees game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564961988583410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-erbFnn_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/c3Pc_SBbuZY/s320/july+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BUMBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564964453393090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-erkRRosI/AAAAAAAAAnk/NKU1dQUEVqE/s320/july+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee wearing Tyden's hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219564973274551746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-esFIZ1cI/AAAAAAAAAns/xqdmtOv4G0c/s320/july+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my favorite pic.  It was a little windy so they didn't turn out as good as I would of liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2217312214745905590?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2217312214745905590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2217312214745905590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2217312214745905590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2217312214745905590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SG-ctv2XgzI/AAAAAAAAAmM/g9_ExloFnx4/s72-c/july+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-787355793399880224</id><published>2008-07-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:47:25.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Mom</title><content type='html'>Tyden had his very first soccer game today. He looked so cute. Mom, Dad, Sis and Ninny came out to watch him. They were all so cute to watch run around. They don't know what they are doing. His team won. It was something like 10-0. They killed 'em but then again they are only 3 and 4. He picked up the ball 2 times and got hurt once. He wasn't a very aggressive player...SURPRISE! Justin was a ref and Tyden really just wanted to be around his Daddy. He has games twice a week. There names are the Yellow Wolves. So cute. I guess this means that I am a soccer mom. Tyden's game reminded me of Kenny when he use to play. It was always so fun to go watch Kenny play sports.  It's weird to think that my son is playing now.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611915552425122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGw740cfhKI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RVhfzypbbbc/s320/june+304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611938418191058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGw76JoHatI/AAAAAAAAAmA/AhyvSKBAdLs/s320/june+270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611930157630386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGw75q2pQ7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/b7yz4IXAlI4/s320/june+287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611926498099218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGw75dOJQBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/93UrgqvMZns/s320/june+311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-787355793399880224?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/787355793399880224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=787355793399880224' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/787355793399880224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/787355793399880224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/soccer-mom.html' title='Soccer Mom'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGw740cfhKI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RVhfzypbbbc/s72-c/june+304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2629257715524930067</id><published>2008-06-30T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:03:40.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica's NEW project</title><content type='html'>Jessica has started a online business. These are a few of the things that she is selling online. The first is a WIPE CASE. Isn't it cute? I hate carrying around the ugly green one. She has a bunch of things on there. Check it out. It's BabyLooDesigns.Etsy.com, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BabyLoo&lt;/span&gt; is what she calls Hadlee. Buy stuff! She'll love you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217690081658837186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGj1fBlamMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2hFYENaL_Qk/s320/il_fullxfull_30692811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217689332820748034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGj0zb8gJwI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qB0OX3nIz4Y/s320/il_430xN_30692684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217689334171242578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGj0zg-fEFI/AAAAAAAAAko/p9yAHgfFscg/s320/il_430xN_30545069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217689338727934610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGj0zx84qpI/AAAAAAAAAkw/u00rcAB_6ik/s320/il_430xN_30545096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2629257715524930067?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2629257715524930067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2629257715524930067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2629257715524930067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2629257715524930067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/jessicas-new-project.html' title='Jessica&apos;s NEW project'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGj1fBlamMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2hFYENaL_Qk/s72-c/il_fullxfull_30692811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3284763796162104811</id><published>2008-06-29T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:45:35.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylorsville AGAIN....</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning we started out with the Taylorsville Parade and then later that night we went to the Neil Diamond Tribute Concert and then watched the fireworks again. These are way better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514670292720050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhV8vUv2bI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YIINyRQFiwQ/s320/june+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514342227982226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhVppMBN5I/AAAAAAAAAjw/FcPGv3x0ueU/s320/june+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514367425195810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhVrHDgLyI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5iyShqIZEmk/s320/june+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514358134635618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhVqkcdfGI/AAAAAAAAAkA/B_p_jJfrNGk/s320/june+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217514351957182818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhVqNbpCWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5iUeCtUAiOQ/s320/june+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217515578816973858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhWxn1zzCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pUJbTtCWlSo/s320/june+263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3284763796162104811?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3284763796162104811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3284763796162104811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3284763796162104811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3284763796162104811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/taylorsville-again.html' title='Taylorsville AGAIN....'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGhV8vUv2bI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YIINyRQFiwQ/s72-c/june+195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2632926220866884033</id><published>2008-06-28T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T07:14:44.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylorsville Dayzz</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to Taylorsville Dayzz to watch the Fireworks. Here are a few of the pictures that I was able to get. Tonight I'm going to try again and the 4th and the 24th. There will be more to come.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZG9fG_EHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0PtVWKPsavs/s1600-h/june+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216935240492060786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZG9fG_EHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0PtVWKPsavs/s320/june+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGaY5eX0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/3Si9RFRt63g/s1600-h/june+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216934637529358146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGaY5eX0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/3Si9RFRt63g/s320/june+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGbkKohcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/JGNjDMSj9-0/s1600-h/june+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216934657733985730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGbkKohcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/JGNjDMSj9-0/s320/june+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGbQkL8LI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rkpp2mIYFk4/s1600-h/june+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216934652472455346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGbQkL8LI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rkpp2mIYFk4/s320/june+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGa_1nyGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/IhY-Xpm71zk/s1600-h/june+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216934647982180450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZGa_1nyGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/IhY-Xpm71zk/s320/june+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-2632926220866884033?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2632926220866884033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2632926220866884033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2632926220866884033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2632926220866884033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/taylorsville-dayzz.html' title='Taylorsville Dayzz'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGZG9fG_EHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0PtVWKPsavs/s72-c/june+190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3154442821093355206</id><published>2008-06-27T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:09:34.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Justin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGUuL3gReVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/2ho3Q4NHSHs/s1600-h/vicki4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216626524791339346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGUuL3gReVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/2ho3Q4NHSHs/s320/vicki4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGUuCcwmcmI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZLTDJ4jiJvg/s1600-h/vicki4.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He hates that I do this but I can't help it. Justin is turning 31 today. What an old fart! He is such a good Daddy and husband. I love him so much. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3154442821093355206?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3154442821093355206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3154442821093355206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3154442821093355206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3154442821093355206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-justin.html' title='Happy Birthday Justin!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGUuL3gReVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/2ho3Q4NHSHs/s72-c/vicki4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-4677976875145535854</id><published>2008-06-26T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:55:45.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Hadlee's Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQQHSTriII/AAAAAAAAAiY/-BpC1TSA738/s1600-h/IMG_3091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311985761388674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQQHSTriII/AAAAAAAAAiY/-BpC1TSA738/s320/IMG_3091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQQH7m-a2I/AAAAAAAAAig/f7r_wekYgT8/s1600-h/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311996848171874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQQH7m-a2I/AAAAAAAAAig/f7r_wekYgT8/s320/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I decided that I was going to take Hadlee to the temple and try to get some pictures of her. It was so hard to keep her attention because she just wanted to eat the grass and touch the water. She is such a stinker. My next attempt will be taking Tyden down there. He will be so much easier. Here are just a few of the ones that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPlFAkoGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3EtPgSDC0b4/s1600-h/IMG_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311398076031074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPlFAkoGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3EtPgSDC0b4/s320/IMG_3093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPQ_TrcdI/AAAAAAAAAhY/_fq983N4pqc/s1600-h/IMG_3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311052948173266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPQ_TrcdI/AAAAAAAAAhY/_fq983N4pqc/s320/IMG_3045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPRTN-6YI/AAAAAAAAAho/fY-5G2gXfXY/s1600-h/IMG_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311058292992386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPRTN-6YI/AAAAAAAAAho/fY-5G2gXfXY/s320/IMG_3066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPRFJcLnI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LB0VWnqU-XE/s1600-h/IMG_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311054515842674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPRFJcLnI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LB0VWnqU-XE/s320/IMG_3060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPR_RO0TI/AAAAAAAAAhw/HL2Y2dnMhgc/s1600-h/IMG_3068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311070117777714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPR_RO0TI/AAAAAAAAAhw/HL2Y2dnMhgc/s320/IMG_3068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPSE8Aw2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ibwCY1Gi07w/s1600-h/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311071639389026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQPSE8Aw2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ibwCY1Gi07w/s320/IMG_3069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO84njxnI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vJ7ROnnO1Gg/s1600-h/IMG_3021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216310707555124850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO84njxnI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vJ7ROnnO1Gg/s320/IMG_3021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO9UzOyKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/MUVu9fzaA0Y/s1600-h/IMG_3039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216310715120273570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO9UzOyKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/MUVu9fzaA0Y/s320/IMG_3039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO-RiuCTI/AAAAAAAAAhI/xNEZ2l3YKVM/s1600-h/IMG_3040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216310731425581362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO-RiuCTI/AAAAAAAAAhI/xNEZ2l3YKVM/s320/IMG_3040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO9xHJd_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/3kyrEcvPXIM/s1600-h/IMG_3032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216310722720004082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO9xHJd_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/3kyrEcvPXIM/s320/IMG_3032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO_dS11pI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xx94RT08VSM/s1600-h/IMG_3036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216310751760078482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQO_dS11pI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xx94RT08VSM/s320/IMG_3036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-4677976875145535854?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4677976875145535854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=4677976875145535854' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4677976875145535854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/4677976875145535854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/miss-hadlees-photo-shoot.html' title='Miss Hadlee&apos;s Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGQQHSTriII/AAAAAAAAAiY/-BpC1TSA738/s72-c/IMG_3091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6317493124335019550</id><published>2008-06-26T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:33:54.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for PHIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGPE5Wx2P7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0zBgjYVV5AE/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216229283071410098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGPE5Wx2P7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0zBgjYVV5AE/s320/thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to 971zht.com and vote for PHIL. He entered the Hannah MANtana contest. He is contestant #13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6317493124335019550?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6317493124335019550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6317493124335019550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6317493124335019550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6317493124335019550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/vote-for-phil.html' title='Vote for PHIL'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SGPE5Wx2P7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0zBgjYVV5AE/s72-c/thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-540026039427149959</id><published>2008-06-17T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:48:13.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barker Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year the reunion was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt; but I did get some good pictures...of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213029834947292306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhnA9uL7JI/AAAAAAAAAeo/yQiuHwp2K5Q/s320/june+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Little Miss Hadlee with her 1st corn on the cob!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213029915687916290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhnFqgQEwI/AAAAAAAAAfI/3Ko6vFdLQQY/s320/june+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ninny and Tyden fishing! It was the boys 1st time too. Thanks Uncle Cam for getting the boys set up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213029891077222946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhnEO0msiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/-UoLtl7ttKc/s320/june+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daxter, Tyden and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213029859790836818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhnCaRWVFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/UxG7fxKmv68/s320/june+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyden hitting the Pinata!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213029846906306674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhnBqRcAHI/AAAAAAAAAew/N4UeihpcMaU/s320/june+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Pierce eating his watermelon! I love this kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213031525478755650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhojXcS7UI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/SPytKFRG0ms/s320/june+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My nephew Brocky, the camera lover!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*I'm mad that I didn't get a good picture of Lil' Jo. Everyone is always holding the kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-540026039427149959?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/540026039427149959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=540026039427149959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/540026039427149959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/540026039427149959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/barker-reunion.html' title='Barker Reunion'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFhnA9uL7JI/AAAAAAAAAeo/yQiuHwp2K5Q/s72-c/june+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6890620166976425607</id><published>2008-06-12T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:12:21.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have BAD luck</title><content type='html'>Last night Jessica watched the kids for us so we could go to a meeting for Justin's job. On our way home she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; us and said that she had taken them to the park. They walked over to the park so we were driving her home. Jessica was in the front seat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; was in his seat and Hadlee was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Justins&lt;/span&gt; lap in the back passenger seat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hadlees&lt;/span&gt; car seat was still in Sis' car. When I was in the parking lot I had stopped to let a car back up. When I started to drive some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IDIOT &lt;/span&gt;backed into me. I was furious. Remember that Hadlee wasn't in a car seat so Justin took the kids and booked it (his license is suspended too.) Well the guy got out of his truck and tried to tell me that everything was okay and there was no damage to my car. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Freakin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; loser! He wouldn't give me his information and I was yelling at him. He asked me why I didn't honk my horn. Everyone know that I am a horn honker. I told him that I did and he wouldn't give me anything until I called these two men over to act as witnesses. He didn't even want me to call the cops. I was so livid. He was probably the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dumbest person&lt;/span&gt; that I have ever dealt with. After the cop arrived I realized that I didn't have a current insurance card. I was so mad. To make a long story short, the officer loved Jessica and I. The other driver got a ticket and he let me go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scott&lt;/span&gt; free. He is in his bishopric and use to do security for Harmon's. What a coincidence! So basically my car looks like white trash now. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211133359795437698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFGqLlPLgII/AAAAAAAAAeA/k0RbtmxpI1I/s320/June+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211134175693146322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFGq7EsWiNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ACE_G_IgiCk/s320/June+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211133367053568658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFGqMARpypI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Tr5F7ixaRYo/s320/June+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211133372423124770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFGqMUR2tyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vKwK9EbRxWo/s320/June+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note....&lt;br /&gt;Last night after we got home we were kneeling down to have family prayer.  I had Hadlee on my knees and Justin was across from us.  I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; that it was time for prayer and he walked over to us and put his hands on Hadlee's head like he was going to give her a blessing.  It was just the sweetest thing.  All morning he has been putting his hand on her head and saying a prayer.  I had to explain to him that it was something that we did for Hadlee when she is sick and needs to get better.  He's so sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6890620166976425607?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6890620166976425607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6890620166976425607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6890620166976425607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6890620166976425607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-poor-car.html' title='I have BAD luck'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SFGqLlPLgII/AAAAAAAAAeA/k0RbtmxpI1I/s72-c/June+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5565436976632394399</id><published>2008-06-08T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:44:50.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Date Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kung Fu Panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyden'/><title type='text'>Saturday Date Night</title><content type='html'>Last night I decided to take Tyden to the movies, just him and I. We went and saw &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It was so cute. He loved it. He was laughing the whole time and if you ask him what his favorite part is he'll say, "When the Panda sat on his head. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Skadoosh&lt;/span&gt;!" It's so cute. We started the date by buying popcorn, drinks and candy. I asked him what he wanted to drink and he said Diet Coke. It runs in the family. When we were waiting for the movie to start and the previews were running and Tyden yelled out when it was quiet, "When is the movie going to start?" He doesn't have a whisper voice so it was a little embarrassing. He took a drink of his drink and said, "Mmm, thanks for buying me this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Diet Coke&lt;/span&gt; Mom." He wanted to sit on my lap during the movie and when I picked him up I knocked down the red tray and the huge tub of popcorn. It was everywhere. I had a girl take a picture of us outside of the fountain. I decided that I am going to take him once a month for a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"date night"&lt;/span&gt; and when Hadlee is a little older Justin can start it with her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209534159657311954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEv7t4ejHtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/E3-xKrUl_ZQ/s320/June+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209534168605491378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEv7uZz9gLI/AAAAAAAAAdk/o31ksu0lN4c/s320/June+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209534172629832130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEv7uozcEcI/AAAAAAAAAds/7br4uOoeEA8/s320/June+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5565436976632394399?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5565436976632394399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5565436976632394399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5565436976632394399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5565436976632394399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-date-night.html' title='Saturday Date Night'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEv7t4ejHtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/E3-xKrUl_ZQ/s72-c/June+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1203281674230291373</id><published>2008-06-05T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:30:19.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFgCk9LtI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eIyDQqnofQk/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208419017059806930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFgCk9LtI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eIyDQqnofQk/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFgkR9YnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VnKfftoyIuA/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208419026106933874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFgkR9YnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VnKfftoyIuA/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFM5jDF-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/qegbDy-wi5Q/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208418688218372066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFM5jDF-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/qegbDy-wi5Q/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFNYvcziI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CS4cfr0sX4U/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208418696591887906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFNYvcziI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CS4cfr0sX4U/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1203281674230291373?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1203281674230291373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1203281674230291373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1203281674230291373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1203281674230291373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEgFgCk9LtI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eIyDQqnofQk/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8290794406197574628</id><published>2008-05-30T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:53:17.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a WILD HAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEAU2lWsGAI/AAAAAAAAAco/14eemM7GN2k/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEAU2lWsGAI/AAAAAAAAAco/14eemM7GN2k/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it.  I decided to go dark.  Mom took me to the beauty supply to buy it and Kari did it.  It was only a level 3 which is NOT black but let's be honest it sure does look like it.  Justin hated it and was mean and made me cry so the next morning I went to have it fixed.  I went to this guy Nick at Fantastic Sam's.  He does Jessica's hair.  He looks, talks and dresses like a woman but he is a guy.  He was so good.  He did a all over bleach and then added a all over color.  We are going to give my hair a 2 week rest and then go back and put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; back in.  I'm in trouble until I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; back in it.  So I'll have another picture then.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8290794406197574628?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8290794406197574628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8290794406197574628' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8290794406197574628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8290794406197574628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-wild-hair.html' title='I got a WILD HAIR'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SEAU2lWsGAI/AAAAAAAAAco/14eemM7GN2k/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7659755622074676053</id><published>2008-05-23T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:01:53.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas the Tank Engine'/><title type='text'>Our Day Out with Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm sure that most of you have seen the commercial for A Day Out with Thomas recently. As you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; is obsessed. My Mom and Dad have been wanting to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heber&lt;/span&gt; Creeper this summer and when Mom heard that they were going to have Thomas she couldn't resist. My parents really wanted to take him but because of some recent events weren't able too. Instead, Mom bought tickets for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt;, Jessica, Phil and I to go, Hadlee's free. I'll be honest, I wasn't really looking forward to battling the crowds of little kids that were going to be there but I knew that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; would just love it. It only took us 30 minutes to get there and we were the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; ride of the day so it really wasn't that busy. All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; wanted to do was see and ride Thomas so we ended up getting in line early and waiting. They had some little carnival things there for the kids but he just didn't care. The actual ride is about 25 minutes. We chose to sit in the open car so the kids could look out. They both were eating it up. Hadlee kept waiving with both hands to everyone and we couldn't get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; to turn around and look for a picture. It took some skill to get one. After the ride we had our picture taken with Thomas and then we left. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; wanted nothing to do with Sir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Topham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hatt&lt;/span&gt;. He is still afraid of characters dressed up, thanks to the Harmon's Hippo. We drove to Park City, ate at McDonald's and then went up to see my parents. It was a great day and now it's good to be home and have the kids sleeping. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203754163630774034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDdy11WsFxI/AAAAAAAAAag/85c_OoUbecs/s320/May+813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thomas the Tank Engine&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203754185105610578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDdy3FWsF1I/AAAAAAAAAbA/_FNdyy84yRQ/s320/May+789.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Riding in the car. I've got skills!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203754180810643266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDdy21WsF0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/TlsS_RAtXao/s320/May+821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My sweet kids! Jessica had to help me up on the hay bale. I'm a wimp!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203754176515675954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDdy2lWsFzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TDN1wC1TJRc/s320/May+820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The 5 of us. If Sis and Phil wouldn't have come I would have killed myself.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203754172220708642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDdy2VWsFyI/AAAAAAAAAao/RPe6wg3a8oA/s320/May+818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Scary Sir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Topham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203757724158662498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDd2FFWsF2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/8ezr7S-s-V0/s320/May+777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Little Miss Hadlee&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203757728453629810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDd2FVWsF3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YyP2Ga7PhKA/s320/May+793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee and Mommy on the train&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203758471482972050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDd2wlWsF5I/AAAAAAAAAbg/wtiJwmiWbos/s320/May+848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My little cheese ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7659755622074676053?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7659755622074676053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7659755622074676053' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7659755622074676053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7659755622074676053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-day-out-with-thomas.html' title='Our Day Out with Thomas'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDdy11WsFxI/AAAAAAAAAag/85c_OoUbecs/s72-c/May+813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7980981958567258448</id><published>2008-05-22T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:12:23.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 of these things are not like the others</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203258219462137554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDWvyFWsFtI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uqnTSunvKH0/s320/May+770.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On Tuesday we had a family dinner at Mom and Dad's because Uncle Steve and our cousins Mike and Jared were in town. Would you look at Mike (Middle) and Jared (right) and know that they are family? It's been so long since I had seen the two of them. The last time I saw Jared he was a little kid not more than 8 or 9 max. He's 21 now so that gives you a pretty good idea. He looks the same as he did then. It was so much fun to see them. Mike is actually my cousin Loni's brother, for those of you that know her. Mom and Dad were on a bike ride in Oregon with the family and Mike and Jared trailored Dads bike back here for him.  They rode with Uncle Steve, Debbie, Uncle Ford, Aunt Peg, Mike, Jared, Pat (Dads cousin), Judy (Pats blow up doll), and a few others. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203262269616297730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDWzd1WsFwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/bcB7j78LEzM/s320/049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dad had some patches made for their leather vests that say THE WOODS. They are all hard core bikers now. Mom and Dad both have leather chaps and dew rags....The whole works. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictured from left to right:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jared, Uncle Ford, Aunt Peg, Pat, Dad, Mom, Mike, Uncle Steve and Aunt Debbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203258232347039458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDWvy1WsFuI/AAAAAAAAAaE/mzXa98CA3_s/s320/May+767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203258240936974066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDWvzVWsFvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FZKwsOtf0qg/s320/May+762.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My children LOVE Uncle Steve. Who wouldn't? He was laying on the floor in the living room and they were all over him. They just can't get enough of him. Tyden talks about him after his visits with us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7980981958567258448?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7980981958567258448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7980981958567258448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7980981958567258448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7980981958567258448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-of-these-things-are-not-like-others.html' title='2 of these things are not like the others'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDWvyFWsFtI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uqnTSunvKH0/s72-c/May+770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6947595068982133273</id><published>2008-05-20T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:25:55.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Debbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my baby girl had her 15 month check up. When I was driving to the appointment I was talking to Mom and telling her that in 3 months Hadlee will be in Nursery. How weird! The time flies by with your second because your hands are more full with two. She is such a joy to have in our home, as is Tyden. Lately she will pucker up, give you a kiss and say, "Tisses." It's so cute. At her appointment Dr. Wall said that her height and weight are proportional for her size and if she was a full grown adult she would be 5'7". I find it hard to believe that those cottage cheese thighs are proportional. She had to get 2 shots too. I just hate that part. It makes me and Tyden so sad. He worries about her so much. It's so cute. When we got home Tyden asked if he could play outside. He got himself some pop tarts and headed out. Of course I took pictures of them. I told you, I just can't not have my camera with me. I'm afraid that I'm going to miss something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202527061049334994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDMWzEAz3NI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4JAcr_3KVcw/s320/May+703.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My very own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Little Debbie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This outfit reminds me of something that Mom would wear.  All she is missing is heels and some silver jewelry.  It helps that she looks like her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202524715997191298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDMUqkAz3II/AAAAAAAAAZE/z2hofrhl7Dk/s320/May+709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Da Boy&lt;/span&gt; in his police car. He got this for his 1st Birthday when he couldn't even touch the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202524724587125922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDMUrEAz3KI/AAAAAAAAAZU/dzNRekExwaE/s320/May+741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Miss Hadlee&lt;/span&gt; on Tydens bike. She loves it. Thanks Bompa for showing us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202524720292158610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDMUq0Az3JI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2_M0KjXYVYE/s320/May+745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again, one the bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202525630825225410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDMVf0Az3MI/AAAAAAAAAZk/BAj2--t5z2s/s320/May+733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My sweet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6947595068982133273?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6947595068982133273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6947595068982133273' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6947595068982133273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6947595068982133273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-debbie.html' title='My Little Debbie'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SDMWzEAz3NI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4JAcr_3KVcw/s72-c/May+703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5663506277819518231</id><published>2008-05-17T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T08:48:26.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I got this wild hair and decided to clean out my inlaws garage. It was so bad that my father-in-law couldn't park his car inside. In my cleaning escapades I found this Spiderman water slide that Kari had found on clearance last year. Today was such a nice day that I put it out and attempted to teach Tyden how to use it. I wasn't about to get into a swimsuit in the front yard. I would look like a beached whale in SLC. I had to blow up the GIANT hand and it took me 10 minutes. I thought that I was going to pass out. Here are some pictures of the day. I can't not take pictures of my kids. I'm obsessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549230140021714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-dd0Az29I/AAAAAAAAAXs/voPc_NgLGMw/s320/May+513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how we started....with a FULL bottle of dish soap. What's a slip-n-slide without soap? I say FULL because I turned my back for 1 minute and it was empty. Hadlee was getting mad because she couldn't walk on it. She kept falling down. It was too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549247319890930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-de0Az2_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/qhZ75BwHqsQ/s320/May+519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had to physically put him on his bum and pull him on it. He didn't like that and we ended up just running down it. I'm not wearing make-up and I didn't do my hair so just look at him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549646751849506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-d2EAz3CI/AAAAAAAAAYU/K8uLo-uPjmM/s320/May+555.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Running through the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-d20Az3EI/AAAAAAAAAYk/e5v19JGEh7g/s1600-h/May+544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549659636751426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-d20Az3EI/AAAAAAAAAYk/e5v19JGEh7g/s320/May+544.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Hadlee calls a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549234434989026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-deEAz2-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/f1HZ9Q7JVBw/s320/May+524.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this one. It's the Tyra Banks signature over the shoulder look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549251614858242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-dfEAz3AI/AAAAAAAAAYE/RzMI-kUVE50/s320/May+539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hadlee crying because she is getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549655341784114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-d2kAz3DI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fpti3fp1nWA/s320/May+548.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the kids playing with the neighbors dog, Gracie. She looks like our old doggie Jade. All of the kids love her. Poor little dog, she is always locked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-dfUAz3BI/AAAAAAAAAYM/UPjqqMK0fE4/s1600-h/May+553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201549255909825554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-dfUAz3BI/AAAAAAAAAYM/UPjqqMK0fE4/s320/May+553.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is seriously how skinny my kid is. I swear you would never know that he was a fat baby. You can actually see his ribs. He's got Justin's body and Hadlee has mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201552919516929122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-g0kAz3GI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2Q2LjmoZfxI/s320/May+529.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this little swimsuit of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5663506277819518231?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5663506277819518231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5663506277819518231' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5663506277819518231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5663506277819518231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC-dd0Az29I/AAAAAAAAAXs/voPc_NgLGMw/s72-c/May+513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-733265523664580736</id><published>2008-05-16T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:52:48.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SWEET LITTLE BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just had to post about this before I forget about it and never remember the precious things that he tells me. Just barely we were playing in Tydens room. It's just the kids and I tonight because Justin is at the Jazz playoff game tonight. It was an early birthday present from my Mom and Dad. Anyway, we were playing and he gave me one of my trains and this is how the conversation went down....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mommy, this train is for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yeah because you are my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm your heart? What does that mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It means I love you Mom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that not just the most precious thing? He can be the sweetest thing sometimes. I can tell you that is didn't last long. He just came running full force at Hadlee and hucked a squishy ball at her head. I think that he is Bi-polar. Seriously. I don't know anyone who can change like him...besides me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201174283790048194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC5IdEAz28I/AAAAAAAAAXk/xiGXuY5dKaE/s320/404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a cute picture of the boy that Mom took. I don't like to blog without a picture. It's just cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-733265523664580736?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/733265523664580736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=733265523664580736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/733265523664580736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/733265523664580736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sweet-little-boy.html' title='MY SWEET LITTLE BOY'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SC5IdEAz28I/AAAAAAAAAXk/xiGXuY5dKaE/s72-c/404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7388837433873514593</id><published>2008-05-14T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:26:24.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabbage Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCsEn0Az26I/AAAAAAAAAXU/TYIAB9O3zU8/s1600-h/May+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCsEn0Az26I/AAAAAAAAAXU/TYIAB9O3zU8/s320/May+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite photos of my baby girl.  This is Mikelle's old cabbage patch doll and she is sitting in one of the play strollers for a baby doll.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7388837433873514593?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7388837433873514593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7388837433873514593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7388837433873514593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7388837433873514593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/cabbage-patch.html' title='Cabbage Patch'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCsEn0Az26I/AAAAAAAAAXU/TYIAB9O3zU8/s72-c/May+387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1579587182679367881</id><published>2008-05-07T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:31:16.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday I kept telling Tyden that we were going to wash Meema's (My Mom) car in the driveway. He was adamant that he wash his bike and his Flintstones car. I got everything ready for him and he loved it. His police car was so dirty. In our last house he use to make "chocolate milk dirt" in the back compartment. He's a weird kid; just like Justin. I couldn't help but take pictures of him doing it. I set the timer to get a picture of us doing it together too. I'm always the photographer and never in the picture.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJiAMEaG7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/9_alfQdi8LU/s1600-h/May+415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197824675318209458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJiAMEaG7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/9_alfQdi8LU/s320/May+415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJh-8EaG6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/GaN8NsA81_8/s1600-h/May+414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197824653843372962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJh-8EaG6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/GaN8NsA81_8/s320/May+414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night went Justin came home I took Tyden on a scooter ride on the canal. There are all sorts of animals that we never knew about that live on the canal. We saw a few ducks and he asked if he could feed them. We had to go home to get some more bread. When we went back there were no more ducks so we headed to opposite way. To our surprise we found a Mommy duck and 5 babies. Earlier that day I had seen a news story about baby ducks and I was hoping that we would see them. Tyden was so cute and tender with them. I couldn't help but take more pictures. We ended up seeing 7 ducks and 5 babies, a colt, 3 turkeys, 2 swans, 1 goose, 2 cows, 6 horses and a ton of chickens. Seriously, we live in Taylorsville not farm country. Tyden loved it. I'll be honest....I was a little scared of the Turkey with the blue neck, it was a little close for comfort. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197826449139702722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJjncEaG8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/JvZ4RmnkL9Y/s320/May+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197826474909506562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJjo8EaHAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Y83Axz8m_Wg/s320/May+431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197826453434670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJjnsEaG9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/UYtqYon1rXs/s320/May+425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197826466319571954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJjocEaG_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/FASgc4vk2tE/s320/May+430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197826457729637346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJjn8EaG-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/YhuvNTHpKH0/s320/May+429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197827471341919298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJki8EaHEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ec2ym3F1nR4/s320/May+435.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My mother-in-law has been chased by this goose and I've seen it wings up chasing a dog!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197827449867082770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJkhsEaHBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eyXFuDqTP9o/s320/May+427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197827467046951986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJkisEaHDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/g6Q-Jf3qMk8/s320/May+436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-1579587182679367881?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1579587182679367881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1579587182679367881' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1579587182679367881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1579587182679367881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCJiAMEaG7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/9_alfQdi8LU/s72-c/May+415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7003620584433050207</id><published>2008-05-06T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:57:58.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadlee's first SCOOT ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCCbobODMqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/phAAwgAA00w/s1600-h/May+369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197325088789312162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCCbobODMqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/phAAwgAA00w/s320/May+369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Justin and I were dating he bought us a pair of matching scoots. We had a blast on them. I was living in St. George and working at my parents sandwich shop when we bought them. Justin didn't get much use out of them because he was working in San Fransisco when we got them. Haleigh and I rode them all around town. They have been through MANY, MANY accidents. I think that they have both been crashed about 5 times. Justin and I both have the scars to prove it. When Justin and I got married we brought them up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; and never rode them. We gave one to Mom and Dad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macfarlane&lt;/span&gt; rode it until he got his license. Justin used ours to run Jade. She would run to the side of him. Justin did it every day until we &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCCborODMrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JuCeEY-fOis/s1600-h/May+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197325093084279474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCCborODMrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JuCeEY-fOis/s320/May+368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gave Jade away. Now that we have kids Justin gives them a ride on it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; loves it. He would always ask for rides. Now that it is starting to warm up the rides are starting again. Justin gave Hadlee her first ride on Sunday. Of course I was out there taking pictures of it. If you look closely you can see she has a serious grip on Justin. It's so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7003620584433050207?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7003620584433050207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7003620584433050207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7003620584433050207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7003620584433050207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/hadlees-first-scoot-ride.html' title='Hadlee&apos;s first SCOOT ride'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SCCbobODMqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/phAAwgAA00w/s72-c/May+369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8530613702544278448</id><published>2008-05-04T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:46:14.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Jonah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_cLODMfI/AAAAAAAAATs/iKyEuUmX4IU/s1600-h/May+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196731142056915442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_cLODMfI/AAAAAAAAATs/iKyEuUmX4IU/s320/May+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we woke up at the crack of dawn (6:20) to drive to Logan where our newest nephew, Jonah was blessed. He is so dang cute and he is the spitting image of Dax when he was blessed. I swear it was deja vu seeing him in the same blessing outfit. After the blessing we went back to Ian and Lindsay's for some yummy food. Of course my father-in-law was the culprit of the delicious food. We are so lucky to have him in the family. They have a playground in the front of their house and the boys were having a hay day. They are learning to play so well together. Here are some of the pictures that I took today. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_cbODMgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/T6YAfmx6Hws/s1600-h/May+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196731146351882754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_cbODMgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/T6YAfmx6Hws/s320/May+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our family looked like today and then what we looked like 2 years ago when Dax was blessed. We have grown by 3 kids and 1 brother. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196731580143579682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_1rODMiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lxnDSuekNGA/s320/camron+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_brODMeI/AAAAAAAAATk/shLL47dwq8k/s1600-h/May+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196731133466980834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_brODMeI/AAAAAAAAATk/shLL47dwq8k/s320/May+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8530613702544278448?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8530613702544278448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8530613702544278448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8530613702544278448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8530613702544278448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-jonah.html' title='Baby Jonah'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SB5_cLODMfI/AAAAAAAAATs/iKyEuUmX4IU/s72-c/May+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6806560411112268744</id><published>2008-05-01T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:15:36.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to the ER</title><content type='html'>Sorry, this is the longest post EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like any normal day for the kids and I. It was Wednesday so Mikelle brought the boys down so we could do "Mall Day." I was a very productive day. I bought 3 pairs of shoes and I got Hadlee her 4th of July outfit (I know it's a little early.) Pierce rode with me so Mikelle could leave the mall a little early and take Brocky to the Dr. When we got back to the house the boys were playing downstairs because it had gotten too cold to play outside (go figure.) We had been home for close to 30 minutes and I was getting Hadlee ready to take a nap. I was changing her diaper when Kari told me to come out and look at Tyden. He was trying to make Pierce laugh by dancing around and stuff. He always is trying to be the comedian, just like his Daddy. When I started to walk out of Hadlee's room to see what was going on he was screaming. I went to Kari and got him. There was a little bit of blood on his hand and I thought that he had just bit his lip or something. When he falls and hurts his mouth his teeth are always a concern. I don't think that they could take another beating. :) I was carrying him to the bathroom to get a better look and that's when he tilted his head back. I could see the fat on his chin the split was so bad. It was split a little over 1 inch long. This is what I said, "S**t Kari, we have to go to the ER." I was so calm. I was totally surprised. I got my shoes on and started to go to the car. Now remember we have Pierce and Hadlee who is half naked from her diaper change. Mikelle still hadn't got back from the Dr. Possible babysitters started to run through my head. When I got to the door Mikelle was outside. I was in the backseat of Mom's car and Kari drove. We had Sister with us. I had a choice of what hospital I wanted to go to and I chose the new IHC. Pioneer and Jordan Valley were out of the question. I wanted my kid to live. Mikelle brought the boys and pants for Hadlee to the ER. Justin was meeting us there. After we were all settled in the room and the doctors and nurses had questioned me a thousand times what had happened they gave him a topical anesthetic to start to numb it before he was given a shot. We asked the doctor that they put him under for the stitches. We just didn't think that he would be able to sit still for it. We had to wait for the right medicine from the pharmacy and while we were waiting for the medicine I had a feeling that Tyden needing a blessing. I just didn't feel comfortable with the idea of him going under without one. I guess that the policies have changed recently in the hospital and they will not announce over the intercom for a blessing. It's all about who you know that is LDS. We waited for a blessing for about an hour. When we were waiting for the blessing Tyden got to see the Life Flight Helicopter land and take off. He loved it. After we had a blessing the started with the IV. Justin had to leave the room of course and couldn't watch it. Tyden didn't even flinch when they put it in. They said that he was the best 3 year old ever. My kid is tough what can I say. When he was less than a year he had to have his blood drawn and wouldn't cry then either. They hooked him up and gave him the medicine. The doctor told me that his eyes would be twitchy and he would look like he had a thousand mile stare. When they started to give him the shot and numb him Justin had to leave again. I sat by him the whole time they were stitching him up. He was holding my hand. He wasn't asleep. He was awake but just not there. I was asking the nurse if I could get some for home. When he started to come out of the anesthesia he was so funny. He kept touching my nose with his finger and smiling. Justin was trying to get him to hold up his legs and he couldn't. We were just messing with him. The respiratory nurse said that Justin and I reminded her of her and her husband. Justin kept telling people that I didn't know who the father was and he was just there. He thinks that he is so funny. They were all so nice. The doctor made sure that he was just fine. They even had a respiratory nurse in there with us. He ended up having 6 stitches in his chin. What a trooper. We ended up getting home at about 8:30. We were there for about 4 1/2 hours. What a day!!! When we left the hospital he asked for french fries. Seriously, he never skips a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451744313881026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBnz1bODMcI/AAAAAAAAATU/JVR9dZdJFoc/s320/Stitches+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451108658721186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBnzQbODMaI/AAAAAAAAATE/uhWa_vkoq2k/s320/Stitches+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451121543623090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBnzRLODMbI/AAAAAAAAATM/uPnJwoeuC-s/s320/Stitches+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he slept in his bloody shirt. He was so tired that we weren't worried about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when he woke up we were playing the Wii and he said, "Great! I have blood on my shirt. Oh Great!" He is so smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures later when I can get him to take the band-aid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and Dad are in Tahiti for 10 days too so they don't know about it. Mom is going to crap her pants.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195551988850569682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBpPAbODMdI/AAAAAAAAATc/_k5s6ZMcgF4/s320/Stitches+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6806560411112268744?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6806560411112268744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6806560411112268744' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6806560411112268744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6806560411112268744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-er.html' title='A trip to the ER'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBnz1bODMcI/AAAAAAAAATU/JVR9dZdJFoc/s72-c/Stitches+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3292754154513694837</id><published>2008-04-29T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:58:33.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Everyone</title><content type='html'>So this will be my last post EVER. Tomorrow I will be dead.  I will die tonight in my sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding, but I sure do feel like it.  I haven't posted about this yet but I have registered to do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Harmons&lt;/span&gt; Best Damn Bike Tour in support of MS.  It is in June and I have signed up to do the 40 mile bike ride.  I was suckered into by a guy that I work with.  I went for a ride a few weeks ago and I couldn't even make it a mile.  I thought for sure that it just wasn't going to happen for me.  Today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yamil&lt;/span&gt; (Jamil) and I went for a ride on the Jordan River Parkway.  Please remember that this is "technically" my first ride.  It started out good.  I felt like I could just go forever.  At mile 5 we stopped and they asked me if I felt like I could keep going.  I felt good so we kept on.  At mile 7 we turned around and headed back.  I ended up biking a little over 14 miles.  I can't even believe it.  I feel like someone shoved a brick up my butt and I will most likely not be able to walk tomorrow.  When I walked downstairs my legs were shaking and I felt like they would buckle underneath me.  I'm glad that it is over.  I only need to add 26 miles to that and I'm golden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3292754154513694837?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3292754154513694837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3292754154513694837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3292754154513694837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3292754154513694837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-everyone.html' title='Goodbye Everyone'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8112365563089525022</id><published>2008-04-28T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T09:44:58.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for Uncle Kenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d41b94066f09508f" 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 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d41b94066f09508f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8112365563089525022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8112365563089525022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8112365563089525022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8112365563089525022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-for-uncle-kenny.html' title='This is for Uncle Kenny'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-1786252546561986024</id><published>2008-04-26T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:03:20.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One at a time boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPQa7ODMWI/AAAAAAAAASY/MT99DlThIgg/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193723956280111458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPQa7ODMWI/AAAAAAAAASY/MT99DlThIgg/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOcrODMTI/AAAAAAAAASA/XeLjXwAzNiA/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721787321626930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOcrODMTI/AAAAAAAAASA/XeLjXwAzNiA/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyden and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOdLODMUI/AAAAAAAAASI/hmi9T-2zLD0/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721795911561538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOdLODMUI/AAAAAAAAASI/hmi9T-2zLD0/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hadlee and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOdbODMVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bbXJNen4KHY/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721800206528850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOdbODMVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bbXJNen4KHY/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dax, Mikelle and Pierce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPODbODMOI/AAAAAAAAARY/Bt0Y2rQ-61U/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721353529929954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPODbODMOI/AAAAAAAAARY/Bt0Y2rQ-61U/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brocky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOD7ODMPI/AAAAAAAAARg/TnSdaf-oxEc/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721362119864562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOD7ODMPI/AAAAAAAAARg/TnSdaf-oxEc/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jonah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOELODMQI/AAAAAAAAARo/ndwDAWm4pvE/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721366414831874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOELODMQI/AAAAAAAAARo/ndwDAWm4pvE/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Hadlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOEbODMRI/AAAAAAAAARw/lnMTayjOCB0/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721370709799186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOEbODMRI/AAAAAAAAARw/lnMTayjOCB0/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to dance with Hadlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOE7ODMSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WSzi2o1eo-0/s1600-h/Natti%27s+Wedding+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721379299733794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPOE7ODMSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WSzi2o1eo-0/s320/Natti%27s+Wedding+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dax, bustin' a move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday Justin's cousin Nattilee got married in Bountiful. The men weren't able to make it up there and all of the girls went to the wedding. It was so much fun. After the wedding we went to the luncheon and then we had a few hours before we needed to be back up there for the wedding reception. We had all of the kids during the wedding reception. They had this live band and the kids just loved it. Dax was shaking his groove thing and Pierce and Dax wanted to dance with Hadlee. It was so dang cute. I love to take pictures so of course I was in everyones face while I tried to catch the perfect one. Now that Hadlee is walking she was all over the dance floor. Here are some of the pictures that I was able to get.&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/3057559226352126484-1786252546561986024?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1786252546561986024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=1786252546561986024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1786252546561986024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/1786252546561986024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-at-time-boys.html' title='One at a time boys...'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SBPQa7ODMWI/AAAAAAAAASY/MT99DlThIgg/s72-c/Natti%27s+Wedding+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3724907855523726819</id><published>2008-04-23T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:01:53.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadlee's Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SA-jqrODMNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YZ3UCL7DNuQ/s1600-h/April+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192548848932958418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SA-jqrODMNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YZ3UCL7DNuQ/s320/April+460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Things about Miss Hadlee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She LOVES Blues Clues&lt;br /&gt;2. She just barely got her 3rd tooth and she is 14 months old&lt;br /&gt;3. She loves her binkie&lt;br /&gt;4. She sleeps with the stuffed cow that Lindz gave her at the hospital when she was born. She LOVES it&lt;br /&gt;5. She is always happy and rarely cries&lt;br /&gt;6. She loves to eat and she stores it in her caboose&lt;br /&gt;7. She loves to wrestle with Tyden, sometimes he's a little rough&lt;br /&gt;8. She loves her Mommy, she is a total Mommy's girl&lt;br /&gt;9. She is FINALLY walking&lt;br /&gt;10. Her nicknames are Baby Girl, Miss Hadlee and Sister (Pierce calls her sister too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3724907855523726819?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3724907855523726819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3724907855523726819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3724907855523726819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3724907855523726819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/hadlees-tag.html' title='Hadlee&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SA-jqrODMNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YZ3UCL7DNuQ/s72-c/April+460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6193826273968805394</id><published>2008-04-21T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T08:10:55.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A SICK weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAysgV-3DwI/AAAAAAAAAQs/K3u6KF1MdBs/s1600-h/April+424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191714142107930370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAysgV-3DwI/AAAAAAAAAQs/K3u6KF1MdBs/s320/April+424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAysgl-3DxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yosszo36BDY/s1600-h/April+425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191714146402897682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAysgl-3DxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yosszo36BDY/s320/April+425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My poor children. They have been coughing their brains out. I thought that maybe they had caught what Pierce and Brocky had so on Saturday morning I took them to the doctor. The Dr. said that they have a virus and it needs to just run its course. They listened to Tyden's breathing and decided to give him a breathing treatment. His breathing improved afterwards and the doctor said this....."Well, I'm going to say that Tyden has asthma." Can you believe it? Can the kid get a freaking break? He really got the short end of the stick, just like his dad. He gave us a presciption for an inhaler and a chamber. I'll explain. There is this chamber that is attached to a mouth piece. You put the inhaler in the chamber end and squeeze a puff into the chamber. Then Tyden takes big breaths. He is still too small to do it the normal way.  He loves taking his medicine.  He actually asks for it and doesn't like people to watch him do it.  It's too cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Hadlee has been throwing up with her sickness. It's been really bad and Justin has be awesome. He has offered to stay home with her while I went to my parents. Uncle Steve and Debbie were in town and I wanted to spend time with them. While we were up there Dad and Uncle Steve gave Tyden a blessing too. I'm so thankful that they are worthy Priesthood holders. It is such a blessing to have that. Last night when we were up there Tyden asked Uncle Steve to blow bubbles with him on the back porch. Uncle Phil took this picture for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191714159287799586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAyshV-3DyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wEgJn9mdobk/s320/April+422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had a waxing party. I waxed Dads ears and Phils back. Debbie did Uncle Steves ears too. I didn't take pictures. I don't think that that would be something that people would want to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6193826273968805394?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6193826273968805394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6193826273968805394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6193826273968805394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6193826273968805394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick-weekend.html' title='A SICK weekend'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAysgV-3DwI/AAAAAAAAAQs/K3u6KF1MdBs/s72-c/April+424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8138654349247018398</id><published>2008-04-18T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:26:46.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE OBSESSED LITTLE BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAi4boaCRKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Pobv53hJ3aU/s1600-h/April+418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190601355387094178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAi4boaCRKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Pobv53hJ3aU/s320/April+418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyden has moved on to being obsessed with Thomas the Train. I tried to avoid it. I'm kind of weird about character things. Anyway, he has a bunch the take along trains. They are the little die-cast ones that are magnetic. I have a stash of them in my closet so when he does something good or when he goes to Primary he get a surprise. It's a way of bribing him to stay in Primary, lets be honest. Anyway, the Easter Bunny gave him a Thomas DVD in his basket and he loves it. We watch it a million times a day. Literally. He has learned a lot of the characters from the DVD. Lately he has been asking for Emily, Molly and Spencer. Of course I haven't been able to find them anywhere in the stores. I even looked online and on Ebay and I still couldn't find them. I found this toy store online called All Aboard Toys and they have tons of stuff. They have so many trains. I bought him Emily, Molly and Spencer on Monday. They sell them 20% off too. They were each only 6.97. That's good for a double train. I had him open it up at Mom and Dad's last night. I wanted to get him opening it on Video. He's so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-718b641373b8dcf" 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" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0718b641373b8dcf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BCF2636595A908D965B23614B90C678F58A76EB.8A1ABBA045B19EA342F875672788531C6251379%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D718b641373b8dcf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPw7N2PEVNdFdc2y5npcCfPA_Bck&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0718b641373b8dcf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BCF2636595A908D965B23614B90C678F58A76EB.8A1ABBA045B19EA342F875672788531C6251379%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D718b641373b8dcf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPw7N2PEVNdFdc2y5npcCfPA_Bck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8138654349247018398?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=718b641373b8dcf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8138654349247018398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8138654349247018398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8138654349247018398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8138654349247018398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-obsessed-little-boy.html' title='ONE OBSESSED LITTLE BOY'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAi4boaCRKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Pobv53hJ3aU/s72-c/April+418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3164201320178548657</id><published>2008-04-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:54:25.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blues Clues</title><content type='html'>Since Hadlee was born she has always loved Blues Clues. I use to sit her in her highchair in front of the TV and play recorded shows over and over. She would literally sit and watch it for hours. Well now that she is older she likes to dance. I caught her dancing the other day and I wanted to get a video of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c93fe6ab62110995" 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" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc93fe6ab62110995%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC99C4250A59110C6506F74154B0337EB0C34668.51573C626C3731AD8C81D29D1D24D91429636872%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc93fe6ab62110995%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN6_X4RDjw9_alyk0EAlA-OZh1zs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc93fe6ab62110995%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330189310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC99C4250A59110C6506F74154B0337EB0C34668.51573C626C3731AD8C81D29D1D24D91429636872%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc93fe6ab62110995%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN6_X4RDjw9_alyk0EAlA-OZh1zs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3164201320178548657?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c93fe6ab62110995&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3164201320178548657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3164201320178548657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3164201320178548657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3164201320178548657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/blues-clues.html' title='Blues Clues'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7889012849388735123</id><published>2008-04-16T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:25:51.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD RAGE gone bad!!</title><content type='html'>Most of you that have driven with me or have been on the phone while I'm driving, know that I have TERRIBLE road rage. I would like to think that it has calmed down in the last few years but I'm sure that it hasn't. People in Utah think that they can just drive however they want and that it will be okay. It just drives me crazy. I especially hate when people flip me off. I will admit that I am a honker and occasionally I will flip it. I mostly will just yell at people (like they can hear me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the GOOD part.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Justin had taken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; on a scooter ride and I was sitting on the steps out in back. When they pulled up Justin and I were talking and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyden&lt;/span&gt; was sitting in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flintstones&lt;/span&gt; car (you know that one that uses feet.) He honked the horn twice and yelled, "Get out of the way, you JERK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I should be grateful that he picked up on one of the more mild ones. It could have been worse. I swear that kid is so observant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7889012849388735123?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7889012849388735123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7889012849388735123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7889012849388735123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7889012849388735123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/road-rage-gone-bad.html' title='ROAD RAGE gone bad!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-9188362659755009543</id><published>2008-04-12T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:27:34.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAFxNIaCRJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4AybvkAjhdU/s1600-h/Easter+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188552716116444306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAFxNIaCRJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4AybvkAjhdU/s320/Easter+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the last 2 weeks Justin has been gone in Seattle for training. I have been a single parent for 2 weeks and let me tell ya, it has been hard. Luckily since we live with Justin's parents it has been easier on me. We went to the airport to pick him up today. I wanted to surprise him when he walked through security and be waiting for him but I failed. Kari called me and told me that he was waiting in the pick-up area. I walked outside to get him and he had no luggage with him (I sent him with 2 bags.) He then explained his night from Hell.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was staying with the manager at his condo in downtown Seattle. It is similar to the gateway condos. If you leave the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foyer&lt;/span&gt; then you have to have a special key or a pass code to get back in. Well a bunch of people from the office went out to party last night and Justin stayed back. He decided that he wanted to go down and get some ice cream. He didn't have a key and was locked out. He didn't have anything on him. The night before he had left his cell in another guys car. So he didn't have any numbers....not even mine. (He needs to memorize it) The security guards wouldn't let him in either, not without the "code." He tried to sleep on the street. This was about 1 a.m. They had just got back into town, that's why it late. So he was approached numerous times for money and offered crack. He had to hide his money in his shoe. He didn't have a coat either. All he was wearing was a church shirt and slacks. It's right by the ocean so he was getting a serious breeze. So he couldn't sleep so he tried to pound on the door and call up but no one was home...still. It was about 4:30 am when he called a taxi and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to eat. At 7:30 am when he got to the airport. I had already purchased his plane ticket so he knew that he had to catch his flight. He tried to change it to a later time but he couldn't. His flight was at 11:30 am so he got on and came home. He got to me tired and needing a shower. So he has no church clothes, toothbrush, razor, shoes, or anything that he took with him. The manager from Seattle is coming down next week so he will be bringing Justin's stuff down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a trip huh? I'm so glad to have him home. It is difficult to be without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-9188362659755009543?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9188362659755009543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=9188362659755009543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9188362659755009543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/9188362659755009543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/daddys-home.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Home'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/SAFxNIaCRJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4AybvkAjhdU/s72-c/Easter+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-5524345361963913032</id><published>2008-04-09T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:14:16.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Oompa Loompa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_1bp6uEZQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qXgUB2RAoiA/s1600-h/April+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187403121495926018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_1bp6uEZQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qXgUB2RAoiA/s320/April+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_1bqquEZRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZFlka1O-opQ/s1600-h/April+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187403134380827922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_1bqquEZRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZFlka1O-opQ/s320/April+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I took the kids to my parents. Mom fixed Spaghetti for dinner. Hadlee was literally shoving it in her mouth. This is what she looked like when she was finished. I put my camera on B&amp;amp;W and told it to pick out the orange. She looks a little freaky but it was all over her. She even has the junk in the trunk to make her a Oompa Loompa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-5524345361963913032?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5524345361963913032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=5524345361963913032' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5524345361963913032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/5524345361963913032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-oompa-loompa.html' title='My Oompa Loompa'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_1bp6uEZQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qXgUB2RAoiA/s72-c/April+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6972848943073704782</id><published>2008-04-06T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:22:00.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under or Over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS7N2t_VI/AAAAAAAAAP0/rk9cIht_WWA/s1600-h/April+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186197254434585938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS7N2t_VI/AAAAAAAAAP0/rk9cIht_WWA/s320/April+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hadlee is obsessed with crawling under things. We catch her doing it all of the time. My mom found her inside of a box yesterday. She is so random. I don't know what the fascination is with it but she loves it. She likes to crawl through tiny spaces too. She isn't the skinniest thing either and most of the time she gets stuck. She needs whiskers like a cat so she can sense how big the space is and not get stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meema's Chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS7t2t_WI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jI2XWjHaH1c/s1600-h/April+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186197263024520546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS7t2t_WI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jI2XWjHaH1c/s320/April+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS8N2t_XI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KYlaXEr0kRI/s1600-h/April+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy's Steamer&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS8N2t_XI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KYlaXEr0kRI/s1600-h/April+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186197271614455154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS8N2t_XI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KYlaXEr0kRI/s320/April+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meema's Pot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6972848943073704782?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6972848943073704782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6972848943073704782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6972848943073704782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6972848943073704782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/under-or-over.html' title='Under or Over?'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kS7N2t_VI/AAAAAAAAAP0/rk9cIht_WWA/s72-c/April+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6449336525642823473</id><published>2008-04-06T11:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:11:53.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>General Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQXt2t_RI/AAAAAAAAAPU/9uhv7jy-TZg/s1600-h/April+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQZN2t_UI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ojOWqlzMVo4/s1600-h/April+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186194471295778114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQZN2t_UI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ojOWqlzMVo4/s320/April+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQYt2t_TI/AAAAAAAAAPk/n4ElCfDlOBs/s1600-h/April+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186194462705843506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQYt2t_TI/AAAAAAAAAPk/n4ElCfDlOBs/s320/April+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQYd2t_SI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Hvz4Qx5IJ_Y/s1600-h/April+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQZN2t_UI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ojOWqlzMVo4/s1600-h/April+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Haleigh e-mailed me this General Conference Activity packet for the kids. I told Tyden it was a game so he was all over it. There are these ties next to the Apostles pictures and they are suppose to color the tie that they are wearing. It is a really cute thing. He wanted to color every tie and would tell me when the women didn't have them. He's so smart. He was doing a maze to "Follow the Prophet." I got him on video singing the song. It's so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a great way for him to be able to listen and pay attention to the talks. The packet is geared towards older kids that can write but there is bingo and pictures of all of the Prophets that they can color. It's a good way for him to get into the habit of watching conference. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQZN2t_UI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ojOWqlzMVo4/s1600-h/April+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6449336525642823473?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6449336525642823473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6449336525642823473' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6449336525642823473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6449336525642823473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/general-conference.html' title='General Conference'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_kQZN2t_UI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ojOWqlzMVo4/s72-c/April+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6808504706990761767</id><published>2008-04-02T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:52:52.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She'll hate them one day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_RGE92t_PI/AAAAAAAAAPE/weTLoenw36U/s1600-h/April+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184846122147773682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_RGE92t_PI/AAAAAAAAAPE/weTLoenw36U/s320/April+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I came down stairs to find Hadlee going through my box of Tampax. She was actually sucking on them (she thinks that everything is food) and putting them on her head. I told her in 10 years she'll hate them. One day she'll appreciate these pictures. What a little stinker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided that I'm going to add something to my blog. I want to start posting things that Tyden says that are funny. He says the weirdest things. It will be my sidebar. Check it out. Mikelle do it for Pierce too. You too, Lindz.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_RGFd2t_QI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dxb4Uq914uw/s1600-h/April+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184846130737708290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_RGFd2t_QI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dxb4Uq914uw/s320/April+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture that I took of Hadlee at Mom and Dad's.  She has managed to stuff 2 Nilla Wafers in her mouth.  She looks like a duck.  I told you that she will eat anything and as much of it as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6808504706990761767?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6808504706990761767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6808504706990761767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6808504706990761767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6808504706990761767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/shell-hate-them-one-day.html' title='She&apos;ll hate them one day'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R_RGE92t_PI/AAAAAAAAAPE/weTLoenw36U/s72-c/April+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7531044690853529196</id><published>2008-03-24T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:06:28.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffQ92t_MI/AAAAAAAAAOs/kOpQ19blR-U/s1600-h/Easter+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181355378888015042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffQ92t_MI/AAAAAAAAAOs/kOpQ19blR-U/s320/Easter+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that everyone had a great Easter. Ours was wonderful. We started by going to church with my parents at 9. We had a early start. After church the kids got their Easter baskets from the Easter Bunny and Tyden had his egg hunt. My Aunt Teany and her family was in town so they came over for a early dinner. After our vistit with my family we went back home. The Barker family was gathering for our Easter fun. We took p&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-fd_d2t_LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/V5zBf1650aY/s1600-h/Easter+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ictures of the kids, ate dinner and then the kids had their egg hunt. Here are the pictures that I took yesterday.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffRt2t_NI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Au8MmEMxzkU/s1600-h/Easter+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181355391772916946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffRt2t_NI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Au8MmEMxzkU/s320/Easter+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffR92t_OI/AAAAAAAAAO8/39DNbJpIkYA/s1600-h/Easter+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181355396067884258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffR92t_OI/AAAAAAAAAO8/39DNbJpIkYA/s320/Easter+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-fd892t_HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/pF1dJY9vDyU/s1600-h/Easter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-fd9t2t_II/AAAAAAAAAOM/WUHKOHm4Ng4/s1600-h/Easter+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-fd-92t_KI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Is2r6q7beQk/s1600-h/Easter+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3057559226352126484-7531044690853529196?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7531044690853529196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7531044690853529196' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7531044690853529196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7531044690853529196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R-ffQ92t_MI/AAAAAAAAAOs/kOpQ19blR-U/s72-c/Easter+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7513355148860079231</id><published>2008-03-19T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:49:41.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY KID PEES IN THE SHOWER</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I left the kids with my mom for a few hours because I needed to go to a meeting at work.  When I got home she was telling me a story about Tyden having to go potty.  He can go completely on his own except for the few occasions that he needs his bum wiped.  Anyway, he went on his own like any other time.  She followed him in there afterwards and noticed that the toilet was filling itself up with water and her shower floor was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;.  What a stinker.  So on top of that last night he was going potty before bedtime and I could hear him peeing.  When I walked past the bathroom he wasn't in front of the toilet.  He was in the shower.  When I caught him he got scared and started peeing on the bathroom floor.  Where did he get this from?  I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7513355148860079231?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7513355148860079231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7513355148860079231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7513355148860079231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7513355148860079231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-kid-pees-in-shower.html' title='MY KID PEES IN THE SHOWER'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-6832867701533349147</id><published>2008-03-18T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:45:29.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_u_x-ybcI/AAAAAAAAANc/XOCdfzobeAM/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179120876015218114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_u_x-ybcI/AAAAAAAAANc/XOCdfzobeAM/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Hadlee looks like in the morning after a day of piggy tails. This is also a good idea of what Justin calls pajamas. We have the nightly fight of who puts who to bed. Hadlee is really easy. You just put her down and thats it. Tyden on the other hand is so good at stalling. It literally takes 15 minutes...Movie and chocolate milk, potty, prayers, 5 books, prayers again, whining about the glow in the &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179120884605152722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_vAR-ybdI/AAAAAAAAANk/nMHknFF9yQc/s320/IMG_0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;dark stars and then asking for whoever didn't put him to bed. Seriously he is the Master of Stalling. So Justin beat me to it last night. He got Hadlee in her jamjams. She is wearing a pajama shirt and white and silver striped tights. The funny thing is that Hadlee didn't wear tights yesterday. He wanted her to be warm. The other day when I was working he brought her to my work with her shirt on backwards and inside out. If I don't have clothes layed out he will put them in the weirdest things.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_vKx-ybeI/AAAAAAAAANs/l-MOe-111OM/s1600-h/family+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought that it would be fun to see what the kids looked like 1 year ago. Scroll down a little bit to see them now. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_weB-ybgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RQThHdti7RQ/s1600-h/family+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179122495217888770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_weB-ybgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RQThHdti7RQ/s200/family+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_wdh-ybfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lFY-qnVolJo/s1600-h/March+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179122486627954162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_wdh-ybfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lFY-qnVolJo/s200/March+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-6832867701533349147?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6832867701533349147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=6832867701533349147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6832867701533349147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/6832867701533349147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-hair.html' title='Morning Hair'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9_u_x-ybcI/AAAAAAAAANc/XOCdfzobeAM/s72-c/IMG_0715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-2260131703955775263</id><published>2008-03-17T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:37:05.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R984OB-ybZI/AAAAAAAAANE/thmKYU_DMVY/s1600-h/March+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178919910200470930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R984OB-ybZI/AAAAAAAAANE/thmKYU_DMVY/s400/March+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my too sweet babies in their Patty's Day shirts. Grammy always buys the grandkids a shirt corresponding to the holiday from Old Navy. Tyden is Mom's Lucky Charm and Hadlee is Dad's Lady Luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing special happened today. I wanted to take the kids out because they looked so cute in their shirts so Kari and I went to Ross to find Justin his Easter tie. He HATES church clothes but this year I have decided to have us all match for Easter Sunday. After Ross we went to Target and I bought a dress for myself. It was on sale for $19. Yeah! I love sales. I want to take a family picture on Sunday so I will blog those later.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R984bh-ybbI/AAAAAAAAANU/YFfmR4i2I5Q/s1600-h/March+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178920142128704946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R984bh-ybbI/AAAAAAAAANU/YFfmR4i2I5Q/s400/March+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3057559226352126484-2260131703955775263?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2260131703955775263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=2260131703955775263' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2260131703955775263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/2260131703955775263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R984OB-ybZI/AAAAAAAAANE/thmKYU_DMVY/s72-c/March+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-8201942257406517226</id><published>2008-03-17T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:02:01.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE FOR TYDEN!</title><content type='html'>Today is the day to vote for the kiddieoke contest on 97.1  Go to 971zht.com click on the Kiddieoke link.  He is contestant number 6.  Please vote Tyden needs a vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-8201942257406517226?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8201942257406517226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=8201942257406517226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8201942257406517226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/8201942257406517226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/vote-for-tyden.html' title='VOTE FOR TYDEN!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-7624732503935195418</id><published>2008-03-14T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:34:47.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 50th Birthday Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9rTSx-ybWI/AAAAAAAAAMo/623SMb3PEs0/s1600-h/russ+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177683041223601506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9rTSx-ybWI/AAAAAAAAAMo/623SMb3PEs0/s320/russ+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Russ' 50th birthday. I asked Tyden this morning if he wanted to call and sing "Happy Birthday" to Papa and he said "Sure" He actually took the phone from me and sang the whole thing and then told him that he loved him. It was the sweetest thing.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let Russ know how much we love and appreciate him. He takes such good care of all of us. He's an awesome Dad and Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-7624732503935195418?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7624732503935195418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=7624732503935195418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7624732503935195418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/7624732503935195418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-50th-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy 50th Birthday Papa!'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9rTSx-ybWI/AAAAAAAAAMo/623SMb3PEs0/s72-c/russ+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057559226352126484.post-3083831856117872859</id><published>2008-03-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:33:37.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BABY hungry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9qozB-ybVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7hkCzEqS100/s1600-h/Hadlee+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177636316274388306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9qozB-ybVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7hkCzEqS100/s200/Hadlee+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been reading girls blogs that I went to high school with and they are ALL pregnant. It makes me sad because I know that we are not going to be having anymore kids (or so Justin thinks.) It makes me miss that sweet time when they are born. It's my favorite. I could do the labor a million times for the first 5 minutes when they are born. I absolutely HATE being pregnant but I would do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Let's just keep this between us. If Justin finds out he'll be in the doctors tomorrow getting a vasectomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3057559226352126484-3083831856117872859?l=tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3083831856117872859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3057559226352126484&amp;postID=3083831856117872859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3083831856117872859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3057559226352126484/posts/default/3083831856117872859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tydenandhadlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-baby-hungry.html' title='I&apos;m BABY hungry...'/><author><name>Vicki Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17759553466694750571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs15B5lA31Q/R9qozB-ybVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7hkCzEqS100/s72-c/Hadlee+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
