<?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-5936618816980807174</id><updated>2012-01-04T20:39:00.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A cowboy, his city girl and their little buckaroos</title><subtitle type='html'>A Cowboy, his city girl, and their little buckaroos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-4796954436324562019</id><published>2011-09-05T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T13:01:41.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Giveaway</title><content type='html'>My friend Melanie is having an awesome giveaway on her blog for a gift card to her totally cute crochet shop. She makes the most adorable beanies, leg warmers, etc. Check it out. It ends today!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thelittlecrochetshop.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-4796954436324562019?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/4796954436324562019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2011/09/awesome-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/4796954436324562019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/4796954436324562019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2011/09/awesome-giveaway.html' title='Awesome Giveaway'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-3464988509488013250</id><published>2011-03-09T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:41:47.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally an Update</title><content type='html'>I am finally finding a spare moment to update my blog! I am a little curious of how all these mommies keep their blogs updated.  I find myself doing the bare minimum to myself in the morning to get ready for the day and my head hits the pillow not long after the munchkins but decided it was finally time to get even less sleep and get a new post up. (It's funny that I started to put this post together a week ago!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a very exciting day at our house....we get our daddy home! Heath will be home and stationed at Hill Air Force Base, which means we will have a weekend daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 30, 2010 we welcomed our sweet little Quincie Bedelia who is truly my Heaven sent little lady!  She is so sweet spirited and hardly makes a noise. (Sometimes, I think it is a disadvantage because she doesnt get as much attention as I would like to give her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January was full of adjustments. Not only was it an adjustment to having a new baby, but to being a single mommy of the 3 little munchkins I have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Febuary was a very hard month for us. (The tears are already streaming down my face, as this is hard to write) We were planning to go to Phoenix to see Heath and play in the sun.  The day before we were planning to leave, Feb 16th I asked my mom to come and tend Paislee and Riker so that I could go to a doctors appt and then get my hair cut.  I drove to Salt Lake and after my doctor appt I decided to go spend some quality time with my Grandma and enjoy some lunch.  I tried to call her before going to her house to see what she would like for lunch, she didn't answer.  I was hoping that she was in the tub or just couldn't make it to the phone. I decided to get Wendy's as I knew that if I went to the house first I wouldn't have time to go and get lunch before my hair appointment. I also had a feeling something was wrong, but thought that maybe if I got lunch everything would be okay.  I preceeded to Grandma's house with two #1's with a sides of Chili, a Diet Coke, a coke and of course two Chocolate Frosty's for each of us.  When I got to Grandma's I went to the back door and new something was wrong when her news paper that her neighbors put by the back door was still there.  The door was also locked.  I call my mom and asked her to be on the phone with me while I climbed through the garage window to get a key and open the door.  When I opened the door, I found my sweet little Grandma still in the chair at the kitchen table.  There was nothing I could do for Grandma as she had passed the afternoon/evening before after my mom had been to see her before leaving for my house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, it is VERY, VERY, difficult to have Grandma gone, as she will surely be missed, my family has alot of neat memories of Grandma. Heath was the only one in the family who could give Grandma a hard time and get away with it, Paislee and Riker adored great Grandma and sweet little Quincie was able to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March has also been a bit of a challenge at our house.  Quincie was diagnosed with RSV.  We started by taking her to out patient suction clinics, but that only lasted 3 days. She ended up being admitted to the pediatric unit at Utah Valley for 4 days. We are finally on the mend. If it wasn't for my mother in law and parents, I would have been in a world of hurt.  I am so incredibly thankful for them and for all the help, support, and love they give to Heath, myself, and our kids.  We are truly blessed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also looking forward to Spring/Summer.  Riker is now potty trained, but with that comes a lack of clothes.  It is hard to keep them on him!  Although, it is funny that he always seems to have some kind of cowboy apparell on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIz2Hr6Oq8I/TXht0cbIHWI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NA9DwQAkNWY/s1600/P3080135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIz2Hr6Oq8I/TXht0cbIHWI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NA9DwQAkNWY/s320/P3080135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582332485876325730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bVWSNLVPZVU/TXhtz5QPnhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VJZWJjnI_Wk/s1600/P2030074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bVWSNLVPZVU/TXhtz5QPnhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VJZWJjnI_Wk/s320/P2030074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582332476435439122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXODwvHkGI/TXhtzrMWkyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/93UB2CGOjb0/s1600/P3050133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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There are lots of fun pics of our family and our adventures in which we have enjoyed. We went to my sisters house for Thanksgiving and had a very enojoyable day. The kids has so much fun we decided to stay the weekend and play some more. I didn't take any pics, they are on Mollie's camera, so hopefully I can get them posted before baby Quincie makes her arrival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRsuSY6v1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/pEupW0re6Q0/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545176583666057042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRsuSY6v1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/pEupW0re6Q0/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riker enjoying the first real snow fall of the season. He has a blast playing while Paislee was at school. He really wants to make a "humphrey" aka a snowman! We have yet to make one, but hopefully real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRssAo2PlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cyy3LmNgeqk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545176544541294162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRssAo2PlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cyy3LmNgeqk/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riker trying out his new gogs (bogs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRsrr4J3CI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QuMSBV8OeEs/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545176538968349730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRsrr4J3CI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QuMSBV8OeEs/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riker broke his arm on November 16. He was attempting to get off of my bed after quiet time and lost his footing and did a front flip right off my bed. Since this picture he has a bright, neon green hard cast on that has been wonderful. From the time that he had nothing on his arm and a splint, Riker was unable to sleep for nap time and bedtime, since the cast he has slept all night every night! The pics of his new cast are on Mollie's camera as well and Riker is being stubborn about me taking more pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq8s_jV2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/AxTzUpe8CzQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174632302335842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq8s_jV2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/AxTzUpe8CzQ/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riker getting really good with his left hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq8Q-MrzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/XgpFB3ixi84/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174624780463922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq8Q-MrzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/XgpFB3ixi84/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids and I were fortunate to go to Texas to see Heath the first part of November. We decided to stay in the hotel on base, which ended up being heaven sent. They put us in the temporary housing. We were able to stay in a town house for a week. It was great, it definately beat staying a tiny little hotel room and it was even cheaper then you would pay for a cheap hotel! The kids called it "the house"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq8AWphaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/3SZJLel88vM/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174620319614370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq8AWphaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/3SZJLel88vM/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a blast playing at the playground every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq7qL6iKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/TrdWnurUruE/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174614369011874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq7qL6iKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/TrdWnurUruE/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having some fun play time with daddy on his day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq7cXbM_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/1Lz2Yehgpxc/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174610659193842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRq7cXbM_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/1Lz2Yehgpxc/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While in Texas, we decided to go down to Ft Worth. The kids had a blast. We were also able to meet up with Uncle Benny and his family in Ft Worth. The kids really enjoyed seeing their cousin Parker. Oh how we wish he lived closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRord03CRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/T_u-ozbMiM4/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545172137149925650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRord03CRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/T_u-ozbMiM4/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy riding the mechanical bull, Uncle Benny insisted a real cowboy show us how its done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRorOsWqAI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zb03KEKFdOA/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545172133087717378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRorOsWqAI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zb03KEKFdOA/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cautious cowgirl. She says she is never going to ride bulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRoq1_HHBI/AAAAAAAAAao/nvAMWOT27-Q/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545172126455503890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRoq1_HHBI/AAAAAAAAAao/nvAMWOT27-Q/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a little worried that Riker already has the right form for riding a bull. I am really hoping that he will decide that another rodeo sport is his thing, but I am not going to keep my fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRoqp7WpNI/AAAAAAAAAag/r9hnvm02bVs/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545172123218519250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRoqp7WpNI/AAAAAAAAAag/r9hnvm02bVs/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRoqXJTGfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/pDGaQhCg4js/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545172118176733682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRoqXJTGfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/pDGaQhCg4js/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Benny, Aunt Amberlie, Parker, Amberlie's brother Mark, Daddy, Riker and Paislee, waiting for the long horns to run down the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl3d9fnCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ux9ZlwhbvQw/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545169044809686050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl3d9fnCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ux9ZlwhbvQw/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Halloween! This year we decided to stay home and celebrate by ourselves. We had a great time, although it was a little chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl2xHWiUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vJ8S8fccdfE/s1600/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545169032771438914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl2xHWiUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vJ8S8fccdfE/s320/IMG_0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids and I went to Disneyland with a friend of mine from work when Heath left for Texas. We had a blast and are already trying to talk daddy in to taking us next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl1TtLUgI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7AZYr3WOoxY/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545169007697154562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl1TtLUgI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7AZYr3WOoxY/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paislee and I waiting to see Tinkerbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl09sWkBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iuFasj1mLl0/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545169001788117010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRl09sWkBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iuFasj1mLl0/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riker enjoying his ice cream sandwhich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRlzjACHvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Bav9eUBAX58/s1600/372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545168977443036914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRlzjACHvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Bav9eUBAX58/s320/372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these adventures started when we went to Kansas in September to see our Papa. The kids had such a fun time with Papa. We found a frog and had many fun ventures. This is just a couple months before Papa left to go back to Iraq. Pnut and Riker really love Papa and miss him tons already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you enjoyed seeing our many fun adventures. We hope that you enjoyed the fall of 2010 as well. Our next update, will probably include a little addition, one that we are very anxious and excited about. We wish you a very merry holiday season.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-5339863725139852009?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/5339863725139852009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-fall-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/5339863725139852009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/5339863725139852009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-fall-2010.html' title='Our Fall 2010'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TPRsuSY6v1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/pEupW0re6Q0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-4123954545932880138</id><published>2010-09-03T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:42:14.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A BOY????    IT'S A GIRL????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, after a long extra week of waiting for an ultrasound we were finally off to see what this little munchkin is. Paislee reminded me before I went to the doc that it better be a girl! I had to nicely remind her that I am not the one that makes the decision, it is up to our Heavenly Father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paislee and Riker were very open about us seeing what sex they were at their ultrasounds, as for this baby, I caught an idea real quick that we may not find out during our scheduled ultrasound and it may be more waiting for me. From the get go, baby was tucked into a little ball with its feet right up against its rump so there was no showing of parts. Baby was also fast asleep, without hope of waking up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After taking lots of measurements and trying to push on my belly, baby finally decided to move, just enough to get a glimpse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is baby all curled up in a ball. The ultrasound tech was very impressed of how curled up baby was. This is the best profile picture we could get. This little one was not about to let us see what we wanted to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TIGG24eOEmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UNzth6uec5c/s1600/BABY_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512835696308392546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TIGG24eOEmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UNzth6uec5c/s320/BABY_23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once we finally got baby to move, it first crossed its ankles and then layed in this position, still making it impossible to see what sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TIGG2TW2voI/AAAAAAAAAZg/xZRaJ6opjYU/s1600/BABY_21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512835686345391746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TIGG2TW2voI/AAAAAAAAAZg/xZRaJ6opjYU/s320/BABY_21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of other pics, we finally saw the one we wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IT'S A GIRL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-4123954545932880138?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/4123954545932880138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-boy-its-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/4123954545932880138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/4123954545932880138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-boy-its-girl.html' title='IT&apos;S A BOY????    IT&apos;S A GIRL????'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TIGG24eOEmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UNzth6uec5c/s72-c/BABY_23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-1599009529444415266</id><published>2010-07-03T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T11:39:45.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Giveaway</title><content type='html'>I found this really cool online maternity store while entering giveaways on mygiveawaytoday and just went to check out there site since I am starting to get the little "pooch"  and they are having the greatest giveaway ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their site is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.milanmaternity.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.milanmaternity.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-1599009529444415266?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/1599009529444415266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/1599009529444415266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/1599009529444415266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-giveaway.html' title='Awesome Giveaway'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-7413669644599305004</id><published>2010-06-21T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:19:50.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our summer has been filled full of adventures already! A week ago I held a baby shower for my friend Emily at our house. About 20 min after the guest left Paislee pulled a bar stool on to her and cut her forehead. Heath was at work, so the kids and I packed up and drove to Utah Valley Emergency Room. Once we got there the doctor told me that he would need to do conscious sedation on Paislee to make sure he gets the least visible scar possible.  Thank you so much to my sister, Mollie, for taking Riker during the procedure and then bringing him back with plenty of treats and a new activity book.  He sure is a monster and had he been there I would have been in serious trouble!  Paislee did great for the procedure and was quite hilarious coming out of the sedation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P01rht-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/fn9eEcfIzWY/s1600/P6120049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331377830344674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P01rht-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/fn9eEcfIzWY/s320/P6120049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the next day. She was pretty proud of her stitches. It looks really small, but they managed to fit 7 stitches in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P0ryD34I/AAAAAAAAAZE/iYpIHJLYAe8/s1600/P6130052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331375173394306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P0ryD34I/AAAAAAAAAZE/iYpIHJLYAe8/s320/P6130052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Riker's new found treasure. We have had this bummer bottle sitting around since Spit Fire was a colt and we had to bottle feed him after Splash died. Riker likes to try and feed M&amp;amp;M out of it, who does not want anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P0NRmSsI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pmv_u1GaIbo/s1600/P6210064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331366984174274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P0NRmSsI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pmv_u1GaIbo/s320/P6210064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee and Riker have also been taking swimming lessons. Daddy swims with Riker and both did very well the first session! Riker is a natural fish in the water. Paislee on the other hand, is more into play than in to learning how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_Pz8l7bCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yfqoBpqGNuI/s1600/P6150056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331362506042402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_Pz8l7bCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yfqoBpqGNuI/s320/P6150056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee sitting on the sidelines while her stitches were in. Thanks heavens they were only in for 5 days. She did not like sitting on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_PzTUAS8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/FGzvUUOyNMw/s1600/P6150059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331351425010626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_PzTUAS8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/FGzvUUOyNMw/s320/P6150059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope to continue to have a fun filled summer. Riker will be 2 next month! I can't believe our little monkey is that big! Heath is almost done building his round pen and once it is done he will be able to start working on his colt. We also have many fun fishing, camping, and dirt biking trips planned. I am hoping with all of our fun activities that we have planned that we can make time to work on the basement. I am hoping that we can have the basement finished by the end of the year since we will be welcoming 2 more little feet into our home then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you have a fun filled summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5936618816980807174-7413669644599305004?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/7413669644599305004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7413669644599305004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7413669644599305004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/TB_P01rht-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/fn9eEcfIzWY/s72-c/P6120049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-9179455323874773557</id><published>2010-05-14T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:14:45.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devils Race Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our favorite hobbies is to ride dirt bikes and 4-wheelers.  Papa and grandma came down for Mother's Day and then stayed the night so we could go on a dirt biking "adventure" on Monday.  Heath and my dad had gone riding the week before out to the Devils race track and had such a good time that we all decided to do it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sure that I am going to be being some 50cc dirt bikes in the near future.  My kids, are addicted to motorcycles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riker doesn't have all the gear yet, so he wears a bicycle helmet and sun glasses. He is so patient when his glasses (that are too big) slide down, he just waits for someone to notice and push them back up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36I3HOZXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RNYXb0lhC4s/s1600/P5100041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471304152465171826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36I3HOZXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RNYXb0lhC4s/s320/P5100041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us on top of Dutchmans Arch.  It was amazing.  You could see for miles.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36ItlKizI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6gy6UwzQia0/s1600/P5100039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471304149906393906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36ItlKizI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6gy6UwzQia0/s320/P5100039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is papa and grandma!  We stopped to have lunch by Swayze's cabin and found this cool little cubby in the rock. What better place to have a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36IbmcY4I/AAAAAAAAAYU/5owF7eFVWno/s1600/P5100037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471304145079919490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36IbmcY4I/AAAAAAAAAYU/5owF7eFVWno/s320/P5100037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is inside the Ice Box.  I can see how the pioneers kept things cool.  It was a little chilly in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36H66TDMI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DSbKkOoHS7E/s1600/P5100031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471304136304823490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36H66TDMI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DSbKkOoHS7E/s320/P5100031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids eating there sandwhiches in the little cubby.  They thought this was the neatest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33EFWas9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/LUjb7yKa6QU/s1600/P5100033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471300771852760018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33EFWas9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/LUjb7yKa6QU/s320/P5100033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heath and my dad standing in front of Swayze's Cabin.  I am not sure how the pioneers did it, but I am sure thankful for my house and all my worldy possesions.&lt;br /&gt;Riker also found himself a furry little friend.  A MOUSE!  It was dead and he picked it up, so I screamed and he screamed for about 10 minutes.  I scared him half to death. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33DXcofXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/UB9AjXIYWP8/s1600/P5060008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471300759530798450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33DXcofXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/UB9AjXIYWP8/s320/P5060008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our little Pnut and her riding get up!  She couldn't part with her blanket, so grandma decied to improvise and put it up under her helmet so she could suck it while she rode.  She is sure the 4-wheelin princess in this seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33C1TSU1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/MgM3KyNZ5no/s1600/P5100027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471300750364791634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33C1TSU1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/MgM3KyNZ5no/s320/P5100027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Eagles Canyon, it is under I-70.  These bridges are about 300ft above us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It was so amazingly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33CsQwvdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GdvBwhTizVo/s1600/P5100026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471300747938282962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-33CsQwvdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GdvBwhTizVo/s320/P5100026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our latest adventure!   I hope that we soon have more to share with you and that I can get them posted as soon as our next adventure arrives.&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;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/5936618816980807174-9179455323874773557?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/9179455323874773557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/05/devils-race-track.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/9179455323874773557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/9179455323874773557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/05/devils-race-track.html' title='Devils Race Track'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-36I3HOZXI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RNYXb0lhC4s/s72-c/P5100041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-6110299950758412213</id><published>2010-05-14T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:04:32.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA "Next" Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heath had a few extra days off work, so we decided to take the kids to "next" Vegas.  We had a really fun time and Paislee is still talking about all the exciting adventures we had while in "next" Vegas, as she calls it.  We also had a really fun suprise when we arrived in Vegas, grandpa and grandma decided to go down for a few days too.  The weather was a little chilly, but that didn't stop my munchkins from wanting ice cream.  They enjoyed their ice cream and people watched!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQy4jToI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xhuzhmRIk-M/s1600/spring+2010+372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471292194140933762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQy4jToI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xhuzhmRIk-M/s320/spring+2010+372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heath had this brilliant idea that we weren't staying too far from the main strip.  After our first night of walking the strip, Heath decided that it would be just as fast to walk back to the condo as it would be to wait for the shuttle.  After walking 8 miles and 2 hours later, we finally made it back to the condo.  We did get to see the famous Las Vegas sign on our walk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQglKCJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bJgOR8kLU7w/s1600/spring+2010+345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471292189227747474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQglKCJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bJgOR8kLU7w/s320/spring+2010+345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked passed this mime about a dozen times and half the time Riker thought he was cool and the other half he was scared to death of him.  He was probably the coolest mime I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQO6pNZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/t6k5iBlJZFA/s1600/spring+2010+363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471292184486032786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQO6pNZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/t6k5iBlJZFA/s320/spring+2010+363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the Harley Davidson restaurant with grandma and grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vPrfSOzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/PR5MO5O7yv8/s1600/spring+2010+351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471292174976039730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vPrfSOzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/PR5MO5O7yv8/s320/spring+2010+351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the Tournament of Kings.  It was alot of fun.  That was the nicest meal out with kids we have ever had.  The munchkins didn't make a peep and they ate all there food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vPM7lJtI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nhhvs3M3SYA/s1600/spring+2010+368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471292166773221074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vPM7lJtI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nhhvs3M3SYA/s320/spring+2010+368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5936618816980807174-6110299950758412213?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/6110299950758412213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/05/viva-next-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/6110299950758412213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/6110299950758412213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/05/viva-next-vegas.html' title='VIVA &quot;Next&quot; Vegas'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3vQy4jToI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xhuzhmRIk-M/s72-c/spring+2010+372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-3766245395100743788</id><published>2010-05-14T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:26:24.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe how fast the time goes.  I knew it has been a while since I blogged, but didn't realize it has been this LONG!  So there will be a few post tonight to catch up on the fun we have been having at the Weber Ranch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n3mwmB2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/GmdgRbcCES0/s1600/spring+2010+394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471284064808208226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n3mwmB2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/GmdgRbcCES0/s320/spring+2010+394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On one of the few and far between nice days, our kids enjoyed a nice horse back ride on Skeeter.  Horse back riding turns into a day long excersion at our house.  Once the kids get on the horse, we have to pry them off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n3YeCnzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/M7XXEEXH0is/s1600/spring+2010+381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471284060972293938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n3YeCnzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/M7XXEEXH0is/s320/spring+2010+381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee has taken on the task of being our gardner.  She gets very upset when she forgets to go out and water first thing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n2yRY1YI/AAAAAAAAAV0/J4ESTjO8p24/s1600/spring+2010+379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471284050718676354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n2yRY1YI/AAAAAAAAAV0/J4ESTjO8p24/s320/spring+2010+379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riker helping water the garden.  So far, we have our onions, peas, radishes, and carrots planted.  This year we are going to try and plant our corn in front of the pasture.  Hopefully it grows and we have lots of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3mqH1S50I/AAAAAAAAAVs/jWLw6DUKn3U/s1600/spring+2010+384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471282733656500034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3mqH1S50I/AAAAAAAAAVs/jWLw6DUKn3U/s320/spring+2010+384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riker loves to help water my flowers and bushes, although they do have sprinklers to them.  It is alot more fun to water them by hand and take lots of drinks from the hose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been very busy and having lots of fun.  We hope you are having fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-3766245395100743788?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/3766245395100743788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/3766245395100743788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/3766245395100743788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-spring.html' title='Welcome Spring!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S-3n3mwmB2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/GmdgRbcCES0/s72-c/spring+2010+394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-2851112826816862087</id><published>2010-01-26T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:38:32.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our January!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our family is feeling better, we have had many fun filled days.  Our friends own a farm and invited us down to see their brand new baby calves.  Our kids had so much fun, Riker wanted to stay and love on the babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UwBuiJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ro7SvLvs4Mg/s1600-h/P1010043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UwBuiJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ro7SvLvs4Mg/s320/P1010043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431191973516970130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riker enjoying the sunshine and opportunity to play outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UV1QKzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/kSPgJ_lPHw8/s1600-h/P1240057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UV1QKzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/kSPgJ_lPHw8/s320/P1240057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431191966485326642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been lucky enough to have our cousin FiFi at our house to play for a few days, they girls enjoyed grooming our newest family member M&amp;amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UOLKDSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I4pHdCbwaHk/s1600-h/P1240058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UOLKDSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I4pHdCbwaHk/s320/P1240058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431191964429716770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love this pic of Riker, but have tried multiple times to rotate it and can't get it to, sorry.  I think he is going to be our next extreme adventurist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194TPZehiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XUqv-lVZMYo/s1600-h/PC300034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194TPZehiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XUqv-lVZMYo/s320/PC300034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431191947578344994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Paislee enjoying being pulled in the sleigh.  We really wish that the winter was warmer, so that we can stay outside and play longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x8jlmtPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ibT7PXUOtX4/s1600-h/PC290008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x8jlmtPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ibT7PXUOtX4/s320/PC290008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184960791164146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two special men in my life.  Aren't they so stinkin cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x8HMx-qI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3v8satfIsp8/s1600-h/PC300025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x8HMx-qI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3v8satfIsp8/s320/PC300025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184953170852514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee and I in front of Grandpa and Grandma Webers'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x72PdJlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BaKqrzM2lL4/s1600-h/PC300031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x72PdJlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BaKqrzM2lL4/s320/PC300031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184948618667602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handsome little devil and I at Grandpa and Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x7nGsgTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/D8Vmv7fu4mU/s1600-h/PC300033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S19x7nGsgTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/D8Vmv7fu4mU/s320/PC300033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431184944555393330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you are having a great start to the New Year.  Hope to have new and exciting pics up soon.&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/5936618816980807174-2851112826816862087?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/2851112826816862087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/2851112826816862087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/2851112826816862087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-january.html' title='Our January!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/S194UwBuiJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ro7SvLvs4Mg/s72-c/P1010043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-2640198557211984763</id><published>2010-01-11T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:51:22.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like we are just starting to be able to enjoy the New Year.  Paislee got sick on the 30th of December with a very high fever, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, and abd pain.  We just thought she had the tummy bug, but when we couldn't keep her fevers down from 105 we decided to take her to the Emergency Room.  They told us she had an ear infection and the tummy bug.  We were really excited to start getting her better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime Riker, Heath, and I all got the tummy bug but recovered very quickly.  Paislee still failed to improve.  Last Tuesday night, she got incredibly sick with fever and abdominal pain so severe she couldn't walk or even lift her head off the bed. I decided to trek to Primary Childrens at 1100 p.m.  Thanks to Amberlie, my sister-in-law, I was able to drop Riker off at their house so that he could sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the emergency room about 130 a.m.  and Paislee was taken right back, because they thought she had appendicitis.  After doing some blood work and hearing that she also had a cough, they found that her whole right lung was full of pneumonia.  After getting some IV antibiotics we got to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee is starting to feel better and working hard at getting back to her playful, fun self.&lt;br /&gt;I am working hard to exercise and get into shape.  We are excited to start finishing off our basement so that we can have lots of play dates in our new play room and lots of fun get togethers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping that this new year brings lots of joy and happiness to our family.  We are looking forward to many fun and exciting adventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope that the New Year finds all your families well as well.&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/5936618816980807174-2640198557211984763?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/2640198557211984763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/2640198557211984763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/2640198557211984763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-new-year.html' title='Welcome New Year!!!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-8034012718702478437</id><published>2009-12-25T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T10:53:07.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus Came To Town!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just a glimpse of what Santa brought to our house.  Paislee and Riker got a miniature pony.  His name is M &amp;amp; M and he helped Santa carry elves to and from the workshop.  I think that he is going to get a lot of love at our house.  He has already been on a walk around the block to check out his new house and surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SzUElsxcf8I/AAAAAAAAATc/D6L2xnsY9ok/s1600-h/PC250160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SzUElsxcf8I/AAAAAAAAATc/D6L2xnsY9ok/s320/PC250160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419242772330479554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Riker keeps calling him, "mine goggy,  mine goggy".   This little guy is the perfect size, as you can see, Riker is the same heighth as his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SzUElU0nOII/AAAAAAAAATU/ym1siK2kprU/s1600-h/PC250155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SzUElU0nOII/AAAAAAAAATU/ym1siK2kprU/s320/PC250155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419242765901314178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you have a Merry Christmas!  We will post some more pics of our fun adventures of Christmas Eve and Christmas later.&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/5936618816980807174-8034012718702478437?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/8034012718702478437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-clause-came-to-town.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/8034012718702478437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/8034012718702478437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-clause-came-to-town.html' title='Santa Claus Came To Town!!!!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SzUElsxcf8I/AAAAAAAAATc/D6L2xnsY9ok/s72-c/PC250160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-3755803750087583201</id><published>2009-12-10T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:32:07.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been enjoying this very busy and very exciting and fun time of year.  Heath just recently transferred into the Air Force Reserves after serving 9 years with the Utah Army National Guard, we are very excited about the changes that will come with this transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our latest adventure took us to the mountains for a family tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To find the.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This year we went to a new spot and after 4 hours of searching Heath found "the perfect charlie brown tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids had a blast riding the 4 wheeler and playing in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHEACFErkI/AAAAAAAAATM/zjPUjOg4Ggk/s1600-h/PC070195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHEACFErkI/AAAAAAAAATM/zjPUjOg4Ggk/s320/PC070195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413823731913240130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riker and Paislee having a snack while we scoped out potential trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDE2Smo3I/AAAAAAAAATE/_2odYqfK-uA/s1600-h/PC070196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDE2Smo3I/AAAAAAAAATE/_2odYqfK-uA/s320/PC070196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413822715136484210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cute tree, if fits so perfectly.  The kids are really proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDEX8iczI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mYyJRRHriFQ/s1600-h/PC070198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDEX8iczI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mYyJRRHriFQ/s320/PC070198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413822706990871346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker was so excited to play on the ladder while Heath set the tree up.  He is the cutest little man ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDEArVOLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/HxVjUSWqQcs/s1600-h/PC070209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDEArVOLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/HxVjUSWqQcs/s320/PC070209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413822700744685746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also decided to have an entire kid Christmas tree.  We made our own ornaments out of gingerbread cookie dough, although all the ornaments on the bottom of the tree have little bite marks in them.  Riker can't quite figure out why the cookies are on the tree!  Paislee is my little baker, she did such a great job of cutting out the cookies with the cookie cutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDDoh5rnI/AAAAAAAAASs/No-peMLi_J0/s1600-h/PC100210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDDoh5rnI/AAAAAAAAASs/No-peMLi_J0/s320/PC100210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413822694262681202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect Christmas Tree!  It brings such an nice warm feeling along with the yummy smell of pine.  We have had the lights on since we strung them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDDZuZTMI/AAAAAAAAASk/FInd5quJ_x0/s1600-h/PC100219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHDDZuZTMI/AAAAAAAAASk/FInd5quJ_x0/s320/PC100219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413822690288553154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hope you enjoy the holiday season and hope that you feel the true spirit of Christmas in your hearts and homes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas&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/5936618816980807174-3755803750087583201?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/3755803750087583201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/3755803750087583201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/3755803750087583201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SyHEACFErkI/AAAAAAAAATM/zjPUjOg4Ggk/s72-c/PC070195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-676974151278217774</id><published>2009-11-20T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:49:37.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two of these pics are turned side ways, and I am not computer savvy, but my pictures are showing up in my window to create a new post as lots of letters and numbers and no pics.  I wanted to delete the two pics that are not rotated, but can't figure it out.  Sorry.  These pics are a little catch up of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker decided that he was going to put window clings on the front door while I cleaned.  It was really nice, it kept him occupied for about an hour.  I was actually able to accomplish something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee and Riker got some new church clothes and looked so stinkin cute that we couldn't pass up the opportunity to take a pic.  Pnut is wearing the camel necklace that her papa brought her back from Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last pic is Riker helping me make whipping cream tonight.  We also made a yummy pumpkin pie and some chili.  Tomorrow morning Riker, Heath and I are going to Meadow, where my sister-in-laws family has a ranch.  We are planning to play and ride motorcycles for the weekend.  Paislee is already over there with my mom.  &lt;br /&gt;We will soon have pics from our exciting weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a very enjoyable and safe weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrJQHkpxI/AAAAAAAAASc/6tDQfDmAQX8/s1600/PB200020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrJQHkpxI/AAAAAAAAASc/6tDQfDmAQX8/s320/PB200020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406407684371293970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrJL3cqLI/AAAAAAAAASU/WlwVbstfioQ/s1600/PB140007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrJL3cqLI/AAAAAAAAASU/WlwVbstfioQ/s320/PB140007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406407683229919410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrIyzaY_I/AAAAAAAAASM/tRGKp0reRUI/s1600/PB150012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrIyzaY_I/AAAAAAAAASM/tRGKp0reRUI/s320/PB150012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406407676502107122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrIhWJOBI/AAAAAAAAASE/gjmquA_FXn0/s1600/PB140007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrIhWJOBI/AAAAAAAAASE/gjmquA_FXn0/s320/PB140007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406407671815944210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-676974151278217774?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/676974151278217774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/676974151278217774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/676974151278217774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SwdrJQHkpxI/AAAAAAAAASc/6tDQfDmAQX8/s72-c/PB200020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-700694456497081595</id><published>2009-11-11T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:39:42.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Anyone See the Swine?!?</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to update my blog, but have been sick in bed since Saturday.  Heath went to Heber to watch the extreme mustang makeover that his older brother was competing in, while my mom and sister came down to go to some holiday boutiques.  My mom and sister ended up watching my kids until Heath got home because I was so sick I couldn't even get up off the floor.  By Monday, Heath had decided that he needed his wife and the kids needed their mommy back so he took me to the doctor.   They are pretty sure I contracted influenza and possibly have some pneumonia going on.  I attempted to get ready for the day today and travel north to go to work, but by the time I got out of the shower and started to dry my hair, I was ready to lay back down.  I will attempt again to go to work.  I still have no energy and have no appetite, which doesn't help to get my energy back.  I have some greater empathy for those that get the gomboo and hope that those that haven't had it don't have to experience it.  I hope to be back to myself soon, since my projects are sitting undone and the house work is piling up!  I hope to have cute pics and stories of my family to post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-700694456497081595?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/700694456497081595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-anyone-see-swine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/700694456497081595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/700694456497081595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-anyone-see-swine.html' title='Did Anyone See the Swine?!?'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-3311737270342402584</id><published>2009-11-01T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:03:01.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a great Halloween!  I decided to make homemade cinnamon rolls to go along with our homemade chili.  They were super yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su42oqY7esI/AAAAAAAAARE/zxj6n6aSFW8/s1600-h/PA310001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su42oqY7esI/AAAAAAAAARE/zxj6n6aSFW8/s320/PA310001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399313075465321154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Paislee was "Sleeping Beauty" according to her she was not a princess and Riker was a cute little chick.  It is Paislee's costume from last year.  He loved wearing his costume and taking in on the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4076rMLqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PCZ_0Sl2XRQ/s1600-h/PA310007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4076rMLqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PCZ_0Sl2XRQ/s320/PA310007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399311207231139490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We left grandma set up with the treat bucket at our house while we took the kids trick or treating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y1rOckcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/un6ZJvsdwp4/s1600-h/PA310012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y1rOckcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/un6ZJvsdwp4/s320/PA310012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399308900981576130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee and Riker both at a run for the next house and handful of goodies!  It was really exciting to see how into the holiday my kids got.  After the first house Riker had it down.  He knew that after he knocked he would get a treat and he would not let me help carry his big bucket.  After the first couple of houses I had to dump his bucket into a grocery bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y1WuLx4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OdvfrXT7JRY/s1600-h/PA310014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y1WuLx4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OdvfrXT7JRY/s320/PA310014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399308895477548930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Riker when we got home from trick or treating.  His new trick is to stand in the middle of the kitchen table.  He can get up as fast as you can get him back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y002TSAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rkTTgKgx1pY/s1600-h/PA310024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y002TSAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rkTTgKgx1pY/s320/PA310024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399308886384789506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the kids and our spooky monster pumpkin.  They had such a great time carving it with daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y0Ra_C_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/WUIYqV-PP5k/s1600-h/PA290043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4y0Ra_C_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/WUIYqV-PP5k/s320/PA290043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399308876874976242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We also carved pnuts teeny tiny little pumpkin.  By the time we came home from trick or treating. The top had burned.  It sure was a great little pumpkin though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4yz98VELI/AAAAAAAAAP8/IJqXI0FMNdc/s1600-h/PA290049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su4yz98VELI/AAAAAAAAAP8/IJqXI0FMNdc/s320/PA290049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399308871646122162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We hope you had a great Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(hopefully we will have a new fam pic to display soon.  We had them taken, but have not had them edited yet.  I am way excited, we are going to have a large pic done on canvas)&lt;/span&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/5936618816980807174-3311737270342402584?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/3311737270342402584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/3311737270342402584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/3311737270342402584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su42oqY7esI/AAAAAAAAARE/zxj6n6aSFW8/s72-c/PA310001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-8911880776488132063</id><published>2009-10-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:23:52.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Weber's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Paislee started preschool she has loved to do arts and crafts, which is new at our house.  She has never been interested before.  The other day I was doing house work and found her in her room making a picture for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaM93E_XuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/tzp5Ada55Lw/s1600-h/PA210001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaM93E_XuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/tzp5Ada55Lw/s320/PA210001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397156197834907362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMBTwJ8OI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iWw-phMlKy4/s1600-h/PA210002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMBTwJ8OI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iWw-phMlKy4/s320/PA210002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397155157560127714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to get the play-doh out that has been stashed away in the closet since Santa gave it to Paislee last year for Christmas.  I don't like to clean up messes, but sad that I have waited for so long to let my kids play with it, because it has kept them so entertained.  Riker doesn't like the taste much, but loves to pull it apart into tiny little pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMBLHKBvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Db7R3Op2P5A/s1600-h/PA240006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMBLHKBvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Db7R3Op2P5A/s320/PA240006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397155155240683250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee is in seventh heaven and for the last two mornings it has been the first thing she asks to do when she wakes up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMA37i_FI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9Fvamp4xal8/s1600-h/PA240009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMA37i_FI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9Fvamp4xal8/s320/PA240009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397155150091713618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I was trying to get us all ready for church, as quietly as possible, since Heath had worked and was trying to get some sleep, when I had to run to the laundry room for something and came back to Riker sitting on the kitchen floor with a wedge of bread.  Paislee was sitting on the counter with the bread knife and said, "mommy I didn't even cut me, Riker was hungry so I wanted to get him some beckfast."  What a great big sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMAkFqqmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/N754Ic6OLDU/s1600-h/PA250010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaMAkFqqmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/N754Ic6OLDU/s320/PA250010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397155144765450850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKJkhDJUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YhQ3VvQAcew/s1600-h/PA250011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKJkhDJUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YhQ3VvQAcew/s320/PA250011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153100475868482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKJQ8k3iI/AAAAAAAAANs/pJe16fL3_wc/s1600-h/PA250012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKJQ8k3iI/AAAAAAAAANs/pJe16fL3_wc/s320/PA250012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153095222615586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last couple of days Riker has started to say "teese"  when he does something that he wants us to see.  (I think he got it from having family pics done last week)  He is also becoming the newest stunt man around town.  He is so proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKJGKnSjI/AAAAAAAAANk/h7t4pIdJT60/s1600-h/PA250013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKJGKnSjI/AAAAAAAAANk/h7t4pIdJT60/s320/PA250013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153092328704562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to add this picture.  I opened the blinds this morning to the backyard and this was the view I got!  All three of the horses lined up evenly spaced, facing the same way, with their bums towards us.  It was quite the view :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKI4_G8ZI/AAAAAAAAANc/TxWK3jv8CqA/s1600-h/PA260017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKI4_G8ZI/AAAAAAAAANc/TxWK3jv8CqA/s320/PA260017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153088790786450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Grandma Melody came over and babysat the kids while Heath and I went on the mountain, she pushed Riker around in a diaper box.  Well, now he thinks that if he can fit in it, it is a ride around the family room for him.   He will sit in anything and wait to be pushed around.  He has learned that if he signs please and says "tank tou"  it helps with the number of times he gets rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKIVf5KdI/AAAAAAAAANU/5J8XnwEgUGM/s1600-h/PA260021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaKIVf5KdI/AAAAAAAAANU/5J8XnwEgUGM/s320/PA260021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153079264618962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy your week and will hopefully be posting some fun and exciting Halloween pics next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&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/5936618816980807174-8911880776488132063?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/8911880776488132063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-at-webers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/8911880776488132063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/8911880776488132063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-at-webers.html' title='A Day at the Weber&apos;s'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SuaM93E_XuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/tzp5Ada55Lw/s72-c/PA210001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-8979119312211174354</id><published>2009-10-13T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:54:51.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall Round Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Heath and I went with some friends to round up cows.  We rode for about 9 1/2 hours.  Melody, my mother-in-law came and watched our kids.  We had a lot of fun.  This is Heath and Boomer getting a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTYAcEp3_I/AAAAAAAAANI/ePoRh4QRI1s/s1600-h/PA120517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTYAcEp3_I/AAAAAAAAANI/ePoRh4QRI1s/s320/PA120517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392172155916640242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Skeeter and I getting a drink.  He is our cute little Mustang that we got from Heath's brother Tate for helping with some fencing on their ranch.  We love Skeeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX__s2EEI/AAAAAAAAANA/Xw9EPZ2u34Y/s1600-h/PA120515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX__s2EEI/AAAAAAAAANA/Xw9EPZ2u34Y/s320/PA120515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392172148300582978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on top of the mountain.  We stopped to have lunch and give the cows a little break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX_Q8_zQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KMZHpcRTLKI/s1600-h/PA120513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX_Q8_zQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KMZHpcRTLKI/s320/PA120513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392172135751863554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On October 8th, 2008, my grandfather passed away.  Last Thursday, the one year mark of his death we took grandma and visited his grave.  Oh, how I miss my grandpa.  I know that he is watching my little family grow, but how I wish I could give him a great big hug.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX-2x9_gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Iagte8O5jWo/s1600-h/PA080508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX-2x9_gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Iagte8O5jWo/s320/PA080508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392172128726285826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the kids helping with the chores.  They love to climb and play on the haystack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX-TETf2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/qG98UhYnyIA/s1600-h/PA060487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTX-TETf2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/qG98UhYnyIA/s320/PA060487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392172119139516258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the pumpkin patch last week.  I tried so hard to get Paislee to look at the camera just once, but it didn't happen.  They had a lot of fun, although Riker's not sure he likes his pumpkin on the front porch.  He keeps taking off with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVPj8jmOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/SlQy6We3Gh4/s1600-h/PA060480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVPj8jmOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/SlQy6We3Gh4/s320/PA060480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392169117193312482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is us in the pumpkin patch.  Scouting out the best pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVPD6vAiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ifBNWc951rU/s1600-h/PA060466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVPD6vAiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ifBNWc951rU/s320/PA060466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392169108595737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVODhiukI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zyszMbGkzKQ/s1600-h/PA060462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVODhiukI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zyszMbGkzKQ/s320/PA060462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392169091310205506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a serious sweet tooth at our house for fall treats.  Thanks to my friend Sharie for giving us a super easy and yummy caramel popcorn recipe.  My kids are hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVNs-jroI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Fz7tPwWaVrU/s1600-h/PA030460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTVNs-jroI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Fz7tPwWaVrU/s320/PA030460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392169085257887362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy.  Happy Fall Y'all!&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/5936618816980807174-8979119312211174354?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/8979119312211174354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-fall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/8979119312211174354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/8979119312211174354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-fall.html' title='Welcome Fall!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/StTYAcEp3_I/AAAAAAAAANI/ePoRh4QRI1s/s72-c/PA120517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-1913744718703424820</id><published>2009-09-28T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:03:59.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Where Does The Time Go?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hoping that one of these days I can update my blog more regularly, but for now, this is what we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't believe it.  My little Pnut is 3! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk72C0qWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qE4tOt4eCwI/s1600-h/P9270454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk72C0qWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qE4tOt4eCwI/s320/P9270454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386697608594237794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not only did August and September fly by, but really the last 3 years have just whizzed by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk7mWdTNI/AAAAAAAAALw/hc4EUN987Vo/s1600-h/P9260381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk7mWdTNI/AAAAAAAAALw/hc4EUN987Vo/s320/P9260381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386697604381625554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a Birthday Party at the park on Saturday.  We had the cousins over and had a blast with the pinata.  We also had lots of yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk7ADUdJI/AAAAAAAAALo/qUaOifR822M/s1600-h/P9260379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk7ADUdJI/AAAAAAAAALo/qUaOifR822M/s320/P9260379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386697594100806802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made Paislee a birthday cake, it didn't turn out quite like I was hoping, but Paislee loved it.  That's all that matters right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk6v01j7I/AAAAAAAAALg/jal5tQoy-WY/s1600-h/P9190331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk6v01j7I/AAAAAAAAALg/jal5tQoy-WY/s320/P9190331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386697589745094578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath had Governor's Day for September drill.  The kid's had fun hanging out with their cousin Parker, Aunt Amberlie, and Uncle Ben. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFibjT8uYI/AAAAAAAAALY/srqDvDWGME0/s1600-h/P9190325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFibjT8uYI/AAAAAAAAALY/srqDvDWGME0/s320/P9190325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694854786726274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFibbPsgbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KeDPtqZonEA/s1600-h/P9190319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFibbPsgbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KeDPtqZonEA/s320/P9190319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694852621402546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath marching, he is the soldier closest to the fence in the back.  It was really hot at the stadium and the soldiers were dropping like flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFia-zNzCI/AAAAAAAAALI/jWk1iIo8Fzc/s1600-h/P9150311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFia-zNzCI/AAAAAAAAALI/jWk1iIo8Fzc/s320/P9150311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694844985756706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa came home on leave from Iraq and spent a couple days at our house riding dirt bikes.  We had a lot of fun, but the two weeks that Papa was here from Iraq went by way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFiaVeDYeI/AAAAAAAAALA/wvdG2dxhVFs/s1600-h/P9150293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFiaVeDYeI/AAAAAAAAALA/wvdG2dxhVFs/s320/P9150293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694833891140066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us on top of a trail just North of Gunnison.  We had such a great time, except that I wrecked my dirt bike and broke my handle bars.  I am still trying to recover, I hurt my knee&lt;br /&gt;and elbow.  Thank heavens no broken bones though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFiZ8IojkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Xx7bW6VR16U/s1600-h/P9150297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFiZ8IojkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Xx7bW6VR16U/s320/P9150297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694827090415170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFfgYf9rEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Asb16Xvq4UI/s1600-h/P9150288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFfgYf9rEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Asb16Xvq4UI/s320/P9150288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386691639248792642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Riker and I watching Papa and daddy jumping the dirt bikes across a ravine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFffxE6NcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RzGfdYtmvlQ/s1600-h/P9140280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFffxE6NcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RzGfdYtmvlQ/s320/P9140280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386691628666336706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker worn out after a day of biking.  Paislee was at school while we went playing.  We joked that next time we will have to bring tie downs for Riker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFffSqaXiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9wu5TIbAUnk/s1600-h/P9140278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFffSqaXiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9wu5TIbAUnk/s320/P9140278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386691620502134306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa up to his chest in tumble weeds.  They are a very deceiving ground cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFffG48R7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SUB_LLT98fE/s1600-h/P9120241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFffG48R7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SUB_LLT98fE/s320/P9120241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386691617341851570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa brought all the kids a treasure from Iraq.  Paislee received a camel jewelry box and a camel necklace.  They are absolutely beautiful.  She wants to wear her necklace everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcqJ0CZOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/46blxKDIiwU/s1600-h/P9120235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcqJ0CZOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/46blxKDIiwU/s320/P9120235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688508570264802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the boys got a camoflouge backpack with their name on it in Arabic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcphAmb6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/4Iat1zN0t6c/s1600-h/P9090196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcphAmb6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/4Iat1zN0t6c/s320/P9090196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688497617104802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee started "Princess Ballet" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcpSOd_lI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VrwTcFmmXQc/s1600-h/P9010182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcpSOd_lI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VrwTcFmmXQc/s320/P9010182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688493648739922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paislee also started preschool.  She goes two days a week for 4 hours a day.  I really thought that I was going to have more time to get tasks accomplished.  Boy was I wrong.  I am trying to figure out where all the time goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFco5QK9cI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eZ6KlzEO-fc/s1600-h/P8200139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFco5QK9cI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eZ6KlzEO-fc/s320/P8200139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688486944994754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jackson Hole for our summer vacation.  We saw lots of neat things.  This moose is in the Teton National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcofvvjvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/U1OA0o0HTkc/s1600-h/P8190123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFcofvvjvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/U1OA0o0HTkc/s320/P8190123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688480098094834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did alot of hiking while we were in Jackson Hole.  This in on top of the tram at Teton Village.  It was truly amazing and beautiful.  We had a great time and are already looking forward to when we can go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5936618816980807174-1913744718703424820?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/1913744718703424820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-where-does-time-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/1913744718703424820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/1913744718703424820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-where-does-time-go.html' title='Oh Where Does The Time Go?!?'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SsFk72C0qWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qE4tOt4eCwI/s72-c/P9270454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-7916585949228015744</id><published>2009-08-01T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:42:20.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our July was full of fun and play.  We are going to attempt to repeat it in August!  Although, I am going to try and update my blog more frequently.  Hope you enjoy snap shots of just a few of our many fun times this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paislee is becoming quite the cowgirl.  If you ask her what she wants to do, she says "horsey ride"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2dl3hxQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ErcMjk_Zgsk/s1600-h/P7280229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2dl3hxQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ErcMjk_Zgsk/s320/P7280229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365184044346754306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker turned 1 on the 23rd and we had a family get together on the 25th.  It was lots of fun, we had a bbq and Riker and the cousins had a blast eating his Cookie Monster cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnUFYPe_g7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/kB2M7uNZyVU/s1600-h/P7250175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnUFYPe_g7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/kB2M7uNZyVU/s320/P7250175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365200445113336754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Riker's birthday cake that my friend Emily and I decorated.  (mainly the other Emily!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2cxjd0nI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-2-HNlEaHIM/s1600-h/P7250151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2cxjd0nI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-2-HNlEaHIM/s320/P7250151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365184030303965810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Riker Baby's 1st birthday pics.  I absolutely love them.  The kids and I went to my sister's and she took pics of him with a smasher cake.  I can't wait to get some of them made up into 10x10 on mount  board and put on my kitchen wall.  I can't believe my little guy is 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2cScL5EI/AAAAAAAAAIw/a1F07sP_6hA/s1600-h/DSC_2649+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2cScL5EI/AAAAAAAAAIw/a1F07sP_6hA/s320/DSC_2649+BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365184021951931458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Riker and his 1st cake.  I bought it from Flour Girls and Dough Boys in American Fork.  It was so cute.  We were trying to take pics of Riker in his little birthday hat and while we were taking pics, Paislee and FiFi (my sister's little 2 year old) helped themselves to the cake.  I was not a happy mommy at first, but then decided it just adds character to the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTzATTEO_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ojZZHJpOVxE/s1600-h/DSC_2776+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTzATTEO_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ojZZHJpOVxE/s320/DSC_2776+bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365180242610895858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went up to Duck Fort Res in the Manti Lasal Ntl Forest and Pnut had such a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTzAONC95I/AAAAAAAAAIg/6Z60IOs_ufE/s1600-h/P7200115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTzAONC95I/AAAAAAAAAIg/6Z60IOs_ufE/s320/P7200115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365180241243469714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Riker and I fishing with Titus, who kept jumping in the Res everytime I cast my line.  Maybe thats why I didn't catch anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTy_6_sYtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oV5pLSAk3Gw/s1600-h/P7200113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTy_6_sYtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oV5pLSAk3Gw/s320/P7200113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365180236087190226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paislee caught and reeled in her first fish, a Tiger Trout!!!  She thought it was really neat, but wouldn't touch it.  When we got home, Heath cleaned the fish and Paislee and Riker sat and ate the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2ch1-Q9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/HxP_MIoo_cs/s1600-h/P7200108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2ch1-Q9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/HxP_MIoo_cs/s320/P7200108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365184026086622162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker had tubes put in his ears on mine and Heath's 5th wedding anniversary.  We had to be to the hospital at 0630 a.m.  Heath and I were like walking zombies, we both worked the night shift and had to go to the hospital right after we got off.  Riker did really well and hasn't had a runny nose since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTy_JRbExI/AAAAAAAAAII/EmVrYmPDqho/s1600-h/P7160101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTy_JRbExI/AAAAAAAAAII/EmVrYmPDqho/s320/P7160101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365180222739780370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riker and Paislee have been fighting over the tube when we go to the lake.  We have had free rein of my mom and dad's boat all summer.  We only live 15 min away and love to spend the evening at the lake.  We usually have to pry the kids from the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTwBGsmC-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/YgwkCpK5aPA/s1600-h/P7130088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTwBGsmC-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/YgwkCpK5aPA/s320/P7130088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365176957873294306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paislee and FiFi got matching Radio Flyer Tricycles.  Paislee earned hers by finally potty training.  Yeah!!!!   (they even know exactly who's is who's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTwAhRUsVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/53E2rUA1_es/s1600-h/P7110044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTwAhRUsVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/53E2rUA1_es/s320/P7110044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365176947826798930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paislee was all business at the Ute Stampede carnival.  She know wants to be a bronc rider. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTwANcizAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w34deo9gJWw/s1600-h/P7090026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTwANcizAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w34deo9gJWw/s320/P7090026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365176942505151490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riker got all cowboyed up for the rodeo.  His favorite part was all the cowgirls on their horses waving at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTv_r0TXEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9uyGznVdUdc/s1600-h/P7090003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnTv_r0TXEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9uyGznVdUdc/s320/P7090003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365176933477997634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5936618816980807174-7916585949228015744?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/7916585949228015744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-july.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7916585949228015744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7916585949228015744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-july.html' title='Our July!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SnT2dl3hxQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ErcMjk_Zgsk/s72-c/P7280229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-7440959969801116491</id><published>2009-07-05T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:24:35.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More celebrating!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we started celebrating by going to the parade.  We had to go the day before and put our chairs out.  I know in the city this is the norm, but in Gunnison we usually show up 15 min before it starts and get prime seating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOtNwq_pI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5dzJoRjfdZs/s1600-h/P7040090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOtNwq_pI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5dzJoRjfdZs/s320/P7040090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218339359293074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids had a lot of fun.  Paislee was really calm and just sat in the chair and watched, while my niece and nephew were going crazy for the candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRmAKf74I/AAAAAAAAAHA/943goxOVcwA/s1600-h/P7040092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRmAKf74I/AAAAAAAAAHA/943goxOVcwA/s320/P7040092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355221513985322882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Heath, Riker liked the pretty girls in their&lt;br /&gt; dresses the best.  He liked the "eye candy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRl2z-GuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-LKhTt7mkqE/s1600-h/P7040091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRl2z-GuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-LKhTt7mkqE/s320/P7040091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355221511474911970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A reindeer from the North Pole came to check on all the kids.&lt;br /&gt; His antlers are so velvety and neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRmoEuLzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1uragt0ThAw/s1600-h/P7040100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRmoEuLzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1uragt0ThAw/s320/P7040100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355221524698509106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We entered Riker baby into the diaper derby at the park and he won 1st place.  He won a cute little stuffed turtle and is really proud of his 1st place gold medal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRnAE6VQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oh7kEzS5mZs/s1600-h/P7040106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRnAE6VQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oh7kEzS5mZs/s320/P7040106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355221531141756162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so hot after the parade and diaper derby that we all piled into the back of our truck to go back to our house and have hot dogs and let the kids play.  We looked like total hill billies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRnTAIlyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7SGC6Gca_L8/s1600-h/P7040107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGRnTAIlyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7SGC6Gca_L8/s320/P7040107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355221536221992738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful 4th of July celebration and hope that you all did too.  We are grateful for our freedom and the land we live in.  We are grateful for those who are making a sacrifice to make it possible to have freedom as we know first hand how hard it is.  Papa (my dad) is currently serving in Iraq, my brother Ben and Heath have served in Iraq and Heath just finished a tour to Afghanistan in Feb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Bless America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-7440959969801116491?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/7440959969801116491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-celebrating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7440959969801116491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7440959969801116491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-celebrating.html' title='More celebrating!!!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOtNwq_pI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5dzJoRjfdZs/s72-c/P7040090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-7656831076662379553</id><published>2009-07-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:09:29.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGG3A0SjnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/lqC9JIXguVc/s1600-h/P7050120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGG3A0SjnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/lqC9JIXguVc/s320/P7050120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355209711590477426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker baby is a total terror!!!  He is in to climbing all over everything.  These are the things I managed to find him climbing on today.  In addition to these he climbed on the step stool in the bathroom to get to the counter.  I am getting really nervous that nothing is going to be safe.  He is just like my niece Harmonie and I will next find him hanging from the kitchen light fixtures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGG26iAFmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Gdh2VEiE7N4/s1600-h/P7050118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGG26iAFmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Gdh2VEiE7N4/s320/P7050118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355209709903156834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riker on the picnic table checking out the horses in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm afraid one of these days I am going to have to tell Heath that we need a new dishwasher.  I guess I am going to have to start doing the dishes when he is asleep.  He knows every time I get into the washer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK9dlWR8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZtpdDFBjR9k/s1600-h/P7030068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK9dlWR8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZtpdDFBjR9k/s320/P7030068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214220438161346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Paislee said "look mommy" and I looked over and there she was with a fork prong up each nostril.  She was pretty impressed with herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOrmdNunI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/S65cOi1Jwjs/s1600-h/P7020054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOrmdNunI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/S65cOi1Jwjs/s320/P7020054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218311628831346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday night we kicked off the 4th of July weekend with dinner at the high school.   It was a yummy roast dinner with plenty of food.  This is Dave and Linda, our kids adopted grandparents.   They are our next door neighbors but our so good to us that we consider them family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK9uhf68I/AAAAAAAAAFw/9Ff8qU2IOiY/s1600-h/P7030070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK9uhf68I/AAAAAAAAAFw/9Ff8qU2IOiY/s320/P7030070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214224985418690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Mollie's baby Ellie and I at the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOsJy03cI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1n8GL2IhZsM/s1600-h/P7030076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOsJy03cI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1n8GL2IhZsM/s320/P7030076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218321114717634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mollie got the task of sitting next to the girls at dinner.  What a lucky lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK-gjaxDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5m3SQXEZRtA/s1600-h/P7030074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK-gjaxDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5m3SQXEZRtA/s320/P7030074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214238415242290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Riker baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK-d8wa-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Nma0D04ZQsk/s1600-h/P7030072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK-d8wa-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Nma0D04ZQsk/s320/P7030072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214237716212706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Hunter eating his ice cream on a wooden spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK9xF7uqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oPYMYVW_pJw/s1600-h/P7030071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGK9xF7uqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oPYMYVW_pJw/s320/P7030071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214225675106978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the auction (I think my favorite part of all the celebrations)   I bargained for myself and purchased a beautiful western pic of a old worn boot in a old wood barn frame.  I love it and am going to have Heath hang it tomorrow.  Mollie purchased herself a little blue heeler puppy that Aaron was not happy about, but it all worked out.  They sold it to his brother and now everyone is happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOsetoZEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ceogGxGsiVA/s1600-h/P7030080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGOsetoZEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ceogGxGsiVA/s320/P7030080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218326730073154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then listened to Merrill Osmond and watched fireworks.  They were incredible.  It is the 150th year celebration for the Gunnison Valley and they went all out.  We had a lot of fun.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-7656831076662379553?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/7656831076662379553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-celebration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7656831076662379553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/7656831076662379553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-celebration.html' title='What a Celebration'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SlGG3A0SjnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/lqC9JIXguVc/s72-c/P7050120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-2588688685619601468</id><published>2009-07-02T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:07:37.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Do!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riker and Paislee got their haircut yesterday.  Riker looks like a whole new man.  We were hoping to not cut Rikers hair until his 1st  birthday, which is on the 23rd of this month, but when stangers start telling you that your baby's hair is out of control then it is time.  I had my friend Angie do his first "official" haircut.  I cut 2 inches off when he was 6 months old.  Now that he has had his haircut, he looks just like our nephew Hunter, who is a cute little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FB4t1TkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mMhdFm7PbJA/s1600-h/P7010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FB4t1TkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mMhdFm7PbJA/s320/P7010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354011430720196162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paislee is an old pro at getting her hair cut.  She was so excited to get it cut because Angie always gives her a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FmTgbELI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/T9BD834Ry0I/s1600-h/P7010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FmTgbELI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/T9BD834Ry0I/s320/P7010020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354012056386998450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Riker Baby's out of control hair do.  I went the day before and got his 11 month pics done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FAZvNLvI/AAAAAAAAADo/tP7BnPZPGFE/s1600-h/P6300014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FAZvNLvI/AAAAAAAAADo/tP7BnPZPGFE/s320/P6300014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354011405224586994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riker was such a trooper.  He did really well.  He was really interested in watching Angie so he kept turning around to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FAr0u1cI/AAAAAAAAADw/QviE6mZuX0E/s1600-h/P7010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FAr0u1cI/AAAAAAAAADw/QviE6mZuX0E/s320/P7010022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354011410079602114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that Riker knew he looks handsome.  He had such a cheesy grin on his face and he keeps rubbing his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FBE9nQ4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zSok1exmfj4/s1600-h/P7010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FBE9nQ4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zSok1exmfj4/s320/P7010032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354011416827741058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FBdFOLfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8R6xhljXfmU/s1600-h/P7010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FBdFOLfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8R6xhljXfmU/s320/P7010039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354011423302102514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole fam is coming for the 4th of July, including my cousins.  We will have some fun new pics to post next week.  I hope everyone has a great 4th of July and remembers those who are serving us, those who have, and those who will.  May we all remember the freedom in which we enjoy.&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/5936618816980807174-2588688685619601468?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/2588688685619601468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/2588688685619601468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/2588688685619601468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-do.html' title='What a Do!!!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Sk1FB4t1TkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mMhdFm7PbJA/s72-c/P7010018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-259280340966774552</id><published>2009-06-12T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:21:00.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally An Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over the last month, I have had great intentions to update my blog but have not been able to find the time, or have sat down to update and something has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* * * * &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About three weeks ago I was about to update with some cute pics of my kids and I accidentally hit the reformat button on my camera and erased over 400 pics.  I went to bed crying that night and then felt like I would update when I took some more pics of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;* * * *&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I was in the middle of putting the pics on the computer when a man came to pick up a horse that Heath had sold him earlier in the week.  Heath was at work and the guy could not catch the horse, so I had to stop, put Riker in the stroller and go out and catch the horses for him and move hay bales.  Needless to say, that when I was done, it was to late to play on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMgdTxoSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qdHfluc3V6M/s1600-h/Copy+of+may-june+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMgdTxoSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qdHfluc3V6M/s320/Copy+of+may-june+2009+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346652870515640610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;* * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I decided today was the day.  We have done lots of fun things in the last month.  Mollie, my sister, and her kids came down about 2 weeks ago and had a barbeque at our neighbors after coming to our ward to hear me give a talk in Church.  It was a blast.  The kids had a great time, our neighbor Dave, has a bunch of ride on toys for his grandkids that he let them play on.   Heath also rode in the reinactment wagon train of the settlement of the Gunnison Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnmuxi0iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Xc0cL2dPYmg/s1600-h/may+2009+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnmuxi0iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Xc0cL2dPYmg/s320/may+2009+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346660728963256866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;* * * *&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we took the kids on a day trip up to Fish Lake to go fishing.  By the time we got up there, the wind was blowing so bad, that there was no hope of catching any fish.  Heath decided to throw his hook in the water, getting it stuck on rocks and hooking himself in the nose after pulling it from the rocks.  I was laughing so hard, I was neither any help or took any pics.  A few hours later I was still laughing about it, I couldn't even tell Mollie the story.  The kids had alot of fun trekking out throught the wilderness and checking out the deer.  Paislee is still waiting to go fishing.  Everytime we see some water she tells us to stop so we can try and catch a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMgdt_plYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ylHYLK1RAiE/s1600-h/may-june+2009+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMgdt_plYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ylHYLK1RAiE/s320/may-june+2009+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346652877553767810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;* * * *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Wednesday we decided to load up the truck and go to Capital Reef.  We were originally going to go up to Yuba and water ski, but the weather was not permitting.  We had a blast.  On Wed we went on a 2 mile hike and Paislee hiked the entire thing!  We then tried to go for a bike ride and Riker screamed and so the ride came to a quick end.  We attempted to roast marshmellows, Paislee caught hers on fire and Riker just tried to eat all of them before we could roast them.  Yesterday we went on a 4 mile hike.  I am still sore.  Paislee wouln't walk so Heath and I kept trading off on carrying the kids.  It was a beautiful view from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMkI7QhcfI/AAAAAAAAABw/aA_SuC88jlg/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMkI7QhcfI/AAAAAAAAABw/aA_SuC88jlg/s320/capital+reef-june+2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346656918383456754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMkII072NI/AAAAAAAAABY/lXsI5wyOdRU/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMkII072NI/AAAAAAAAABY/lXsI5wyOdRU/s320/capital+reef-june+2009+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346656904845973714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnndRXYOI/AAAAAAAAACI/XOXYRTq2hGE/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnndRXYOI/AAAAAAAAACI/XOXYRTq2hGE/s320/capital+reef-june+2009+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346660741444755682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                                 ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Paislee helped her daddy clean the horse corral, while Riker followed me around the house screaming while I attempted to do some house work.  Paislee has also been begging to go swimming and is now wearing her swim goggles around the house!  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hopefully I can get on top of things and update before July 12th and to let you know how Riker baby's tube placement go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnn4zwe1I/AAAAAAAAACY/Tz4BwHIFhwc/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnn4zwe1I/AAAAAAAAACY/Tz4BwHIFhwc/s320/capital+reef-june+2009+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346660748836764498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnnrG4ReI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MmtFB-8SwL4/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnnrG4ReI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MmtFB-8SwL4/s320/capital+reef-june+2009+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346660745158870498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnm88GfNI/AAAAAAAAACA/FwqXZ4X-7tY/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMnm88GfNI/AAAAAAAAACA/FwqXZ4X-7tY/s320/capital+reef-june+2009+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346660732765633746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMkIcSmhwI/AAAAAAAAABg/muemsbSVQa4/s1600-h/capital+reef-june+2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-259280340966774552?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/259280340966774552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-update.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/259280340966774552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/259280340966774552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-update.html' title='Finally An Update!!!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/SjMgdTxoSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qdHfluc3V6M/s72-c/Copy+of+may-june+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936618816980807174.post-6971053226707400510</id><published>2009-05-04T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:35:27.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am new at this, my sister has a blog and try and look at it as much as possible.  Although, every time I look at her blog I want my own.  We finally decided to join the cyber world and get internet last week.  My husband needs it to do is homework and I'm excited because now I finally get to play on the computer after the kids go to bed.  We have a desktop computer in our basement, but our basement is not finished so it is freezing cold, but today we went to Walmart  in Richfield and bought a wireless router.  It is great.  Paislee, my 2 year old was watching a movie, while I was buying myself a professional grade KitchenAid mixer for mothers day!   Heath, my husband, works grave yards and still doesn't know that I bought myself a nice mothers day present.  I am excited to get updated pictures off of my camera and on to the computer so I can share the joys of my daily routine.  Riker, my 9 month old, is about to take off walking.  He can stand up to anything.  As long as it is taller than him in the crawling position, he will use it to stand up.  I can't believe how fast they grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936618816980807174-6971053226707400510?l=littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/feeds/6971053226707400510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-new-at-this-my-sister-has-blog-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/6971053226707400510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936618816980807174/posts/default/6971053226707400510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuckaroos.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-new-at-this-my-sister-has-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161774400896878366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmNFF11GQEg/Su5BUF8_NiI/AAAAAAAAARU/gwcwNS8Wcxw/S220/DSC_6013.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
