<?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-8612688081752235466</id><updated>2011-12-26T13:32:22.633-08:00</updated><category term='l'/><title type='text'>My Angels</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>221</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-3071728072004094150</id><published>2011-12-12T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:40:53.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving started at the Petersens this year.  We were especially excited to see the newest addition to the family.  She was only two weeks old, sooo tiny! The girls were to cute fighting for any spare second that she wasn't being malled by the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-px6Jmgn8ujQ/TuYxQkmHwuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/dQnq3MfQOL8/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285740373066466" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-px6Jmgn8ujQ/TuYxQkmHwuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/dQnq3MfQOL8/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rI_REQap4oQ/TuYxQxd6AaI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dSyAroErZNo/s1600/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285743828271522" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rI_REQap4oQ/TuYxQxd6AaI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dSyAroErZNo/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we pulled our gift money together and decided to tie blankets and give small toys to the hospital. I was a little nervous with having older boys and such little ones that we might have our work cut out for us.  It was such a great family activity.  EVERYONE was excited, eager to participate and selfless.  I especially loved how it pulled us together as a a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pRlDTxrqU8/TuYw05nXhAI/AAAAAAAAA-4/g_pP4ekUvys/s1600/IMG_4115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285264979100674" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pRlDTxrqU8/TuYw05nXhAI/AAAAAAAAA-4/g_pP4ekUvys/s320/IMG_4115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were off to my parents house.  We managed to have a full house with all of my siblings and ALL of the grandchildren.  Lots of dress up and movie watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nl8c3WyIP8M/TuYw0IwrOII/AAAAAAAAA-s/uBQzjsBpiMo/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285251864803458" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nl8c3WyIP8M/TuYw0IwrOII/AAAAAAAAA-s/uBQzjsBpiMo/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4X93tYP2XcY/TuYwz4S4HZI/AAAAAAAAA-g/_z6dpMj48nk/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285247444852114" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4X93tYP2XcY/TuYwz4S4HZI/AAAAAAAAA-g/_z6dpMj48nk/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner on Thursday Aaron and Jason took the kids out to shoot pumpkins.  I don't know who enjoys it more, the kids or the dads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HblqNkfNA1M/TuYwzdNWScI/AAAAAAAAA-U/awKGhHNhNvk/s1600/12-3-12%2Bthanksgiving%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285240173906370" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HblqNkfNA1M/TuYwzdNWScI/AAAAAAAAA-U/awKGhHNhNvk/s320/12-3-12%2Bthanksgiving%2B027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eFGXeqwI0I/TuYwzAOV6gI/AAAAAAAAA-I/6A0a0jZbsvg/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685285232393447938" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eFGXeqwI0I/TuYwzAOV6gI/AAAAAAAAA-I/6A0a0jZbsvg/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBpV9KrMfEw/Tud8aEDqdtI/AAAAAAAAA_g/mDaDd3TgvVU/s1600/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBpV9KrMfEw/Tud8aEDqdtI/AAAAAAAAA_g/mDaDd3TgvVU/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685649841786091218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attempted to grab a picture of all the gran-kids since we had all of them.  Oddly enough, even though it was over cast the sun managed to sneak out without our notice and this is what we ended up with:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7K1CUYhSzc/TueAAMXBB5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/lE_kIeAdSU8/s1600/grkids8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7K1CUYhSzc/TueAAMXBB5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/lE_kIeAdSU8/s320/grkids8x10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685653795384657810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-3071728072004094150?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3071728072004094150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=3071728072004094150&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3071728072004094150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3071728072004094150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving-breakdown.html' title='Thanksgiving breakdown'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-px6Jmgn8ujQ/TuYxQkmHwuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/dQnq3MfQOL8/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-3115409577696909715</id><published>2011-11-06T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:01:52.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Pan or  Robin Hood</title><content type='html'>This is the first time we have dressed up in a theme.  My sister gave me this Peter Pan costume for Eli and I couldn't resist.  I LOVE him in his little green tights!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHbLmFVXOu8/Trc3rdp-2jI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/kJShQcsQBN0/s1600/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHbLmFVXOu8/Trc3rdp-2jI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/kJShQcsQBN0/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672063475531045426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a school fall festival and the girls got their faces painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGUxECEL5M/Trc52HXDr2I/AAAAAAAAA8k/SfbhSGnJ0L0/s1600/IMG_0341%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGUxECEL5M/Trc52HXDr2I/AAAAAAAAA8k/SfbhSGnJ0L0/s320/IMG_0341%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672065857547906914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not once did anyone call him Peter Pan, it was Robin Hood every time. Is Robin Hood really more common? Either way, Robin Hood/Peter Pan, he is SUPER cute!    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1PoPiXnb_U/Trdkh65SFXI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Dh4PJOEmOzE/s1600/IMG_0009ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1PoPiXnb_U/Trdkh65SFXI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Dh4PJOEmOzE/s320/IMG_0009ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672112789604406642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DgyUBhEQUkw/TrdleRiUjQI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qmQPx8yc2fk/s1600/IMG_0005ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DgyUBhEQUkw/TrdleRiUjQI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qmQPx8yc2fk/s320/IMG_0005ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672113826474265858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wuFwqySNa4/Trdldxo97cI/AAAAAAAAA9I/EXhFiS7WD6M/s1600/ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wuFwqySNa4/Trdldxo97cI/AAAAAAAAA9I/EXhFiS7WD6M/s320/ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672113817912208834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfktRxrmNKg/Trdld5OGY-I/AAAAAAAAA88/vjIkGBW62kE/s1600/IMG_0007ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfktRxrmNKg/Trdld5OGY-I/AAAAAAAAA88/vjIkGBW62kE/s320/IMG_0007ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672113819947000802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-3115409577696909715?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3115409577696909715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=3115409577696909715&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3115409577696909715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3115409577696909715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/11/peter-pan-not-robin-hood.html' title='Peter Pan or  Robin Hood'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHbLmFVXOu8/Trc3rdp-2jI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/kJShQcsQBN0/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1905330736078233914</id><published>2011-11-04T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T12:06:33.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Des is in town!</title><content type='html'>Desiree and her family made their annual visit this September.  I love that she is still able and willing to pull the two older kids out of school, load all four kids up and drive for what is now a 9.5 hour drive, just to see me!  I love every minute I get!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVTqn6_eg8Y/TrRwfx7XLcI/AAAAAAAAA70/3_1O-vhycCU/s1600/IMG_0410%2Bc8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVTqn6_eg8Y/TrRwfx7XLcI/AAAAAAAAA70/3_1O-vhycCU/s320/IMG_0410%2Bc8x10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671281522046873026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a family pic I was able to grab of them while they were here.  Such a cute little family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we went to Miller Farms where the kids played on the toys for a few hours. Then we jumped on the wagon pulled by tractor and picked a bunch of corn, carrots, and a few onions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRAAPScD444/TrRyiuCzsNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5-KNzgqsnYQ/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRAAPScD444/TrRyiuCzsNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5-KNzgqsnYQ/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671283771567222994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day we went to the Butterfly Pavilion.  The butterflies where not as big as they were the first year we went, but everyone got a chance to hold one.  I am not sure, but I don't think the one Eli got a hold of lived to see another day:(  Dillon and Truman were both super brave and held the tarantula. No surprise the girls took a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their last day they voted to go swimming at the Rec Center. It was a great visit, one with no illness I might add! (She has been to the urgent care here with her kids more than I have)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1905330736078233914?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1905330736078233914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1905330736078233914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1905330736078233914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1905330736078233914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/11/des-is-in-town.html' title='Des is in town!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVTqn6_eg8Y/TrRwfx7XLcI/AAAAAAAAA70/3_1O-vhycCU/s72-c/IMG_0410%2Bc8x10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-3912515499958279143</id><published>2011-09-14T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T15:11:25.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO!!</title><content type='html'>My little man, who has never has been all that little, is officially toddler, no longer baby, huh sigh.  Oh man is he everywhere and into everything! I know big surprise, he's a boy right? Look at that smile!  Oh yeah he knows it and he uses it, AND it works! We pretty much don't have a chance, I apologize now for all future terrorizing!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNFD3vaFp6Q/TnEjmEexLCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ydy-kSv1xEc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNFD3vaFp6Q/TnEjmEexLCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ydy-kSv1xEc/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652338144271477794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love him to pieces.  Can't imagine our little family with out him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-3912515499958279143?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3912515499958279143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=3912515499958279143&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3912515499958279143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3912515499958279143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/09/two.html' title='TWO!!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNFD3vaFp6Q/TnEjmEexLCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ydy-kSv1xEc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7941517267931658635</id><published>2011-09-14T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:55:45.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School!</title><content type='html'>Sydney started kindergarten this year.  She has been waiting sooo long for this day.  She will be one of the oldest in her class with a November birthday, so she had to stay home an extra year.  She says she wishes that school was on Saturdays too! (we shall see how long that lasts) Abby is in the third grade, and Ry starts her last year in elementary:/&lt;br /&gt;Eli was in on it all!  He has REALLY turned into a ham!  The pictures show a happy little man, about the time the girls headed up the hill and he was told "NO" the mood took a drastic turn:(  I was not so happy either, I am really not a fan of school starting in the middle of August:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRiaZY4re2A/TnEiy05h4eI/AAAAAAAAA7k/jzyNWkmpmYk/s1600/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bschool%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRiaZY4re2A/TnEiy05h4eI/AAAAAAAAA7k/jzyNWkmpmYk/s320/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bschool%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652337263915426274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7941517267931658635?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7941517267931658635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7941517267931658635&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7941517267931658635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7941517267931658635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/09/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRiaZY4re2A/TnEiy05h4eI/AAAAAAAAA7k/jzyNWkmpmYk/s72-c/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bschool%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5884482118893645100</id><published>2011-09-14T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:39:00.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just kidding!</title><content type='html'>Summer finale part two?  School started on a Thursday, so we managed one more fun in the sun day!  We only just found out about this water park.  It was perfect for my kids!  Way cheaper than a Water World, but enough to keep my girls going and going.  Syd just barely met the height to go down the slides without an adult.  Yay for me, that meant the three of them were off on their own!!  I love the two plugged noses and the third one with goggles (no nose plugging required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgw0Z09Lm74/TnEcztXoHGI/AAAAAAAAA7c/OTbBARiCDgA/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgw0Z09Lm74/TnEcztXoHGI/AAAAAAAAA7c/OTbBARiCDgA/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652330682004282466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5884482118893645100?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5884482118893645100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5884482118893645100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5884482118893645100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5884482118893645100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-kidding.html' title='Just kidding!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgw0Z09Lm74/TnEcztXoHGI/AAAAAAAAA7c/OTbBARiCDgA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1555444090397602390</id><published>2011-09-13T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:51:24.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Finale</title><content type='html'>A week after we got back from Idaho, we packed up again for one last hurrah before the summer was officially over.  We set off for Rocky National Forest.  Our camp site was, lets just say it was lacking.  While the campsite was noting but dirt and soot, I feel inclined to mention that I have never seen such amazing bathrooms out in the woods!  The park was beautiful!  We took the kids down to the river for some rock throwing and "cooling off"  We went on a "hike" around a beautiful lake.  I am bummed the lighting messed up the view of the gorgeous rocky mountain background, you'll just have to use your imagination. The second lake we went to had this huge bull moose just chil'n in out in the water. I love the pictures I caught of Aaron and Eli playing ball.  The kids had a great time, and eventually Aaron will look back and say he did too!  As of now all he remembers is packing, unpacking, cleaning, packing and unpacking!&lt;br /&gt;Click on picture to make larger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUrq7RM7390/TnAiNwy8_uI/AAAAAAAAA7U/kkGJ-L_0Ouw/s1600/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUrq7RM7390/TnAiNwy8_uI/AAAAAAAAA7U/kkGJ-L_0Ouw/s320/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652055152182230754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1555444090397602390?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1555444090397602390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1555444090397602390&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1555444090397602390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1555444090397602390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/09/camping.html' title='Summer Finale'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUrq7RM7390/TnAiNwy8_uI/AAAAAAAAA7U/kkGJ-L_0Ouw/s72-c/Untitled-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5103917618987646381</id><published>2011-08-30T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T07:38:52.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;We got to spend 5 days at grandma Pammy's.  The visit started with Aarons flight being canceled, followed by his luggage being temporarily miss placed.  This did not slow the girls down.  While I spent the day getting Aaron, the girls spent the day in town with grandma.  They took advantage with shopping and ice cream.  We made our way to the pilgrim day parade, swimming and later hit a movie with the cousins.  Grandma also managed to squeeze in a pedi. Eli loved watching the train pass behind the house, he and B were super cute peeking over the fence. Aaron was able to help his dad with an electrical project.  He has not been around to "help" since we moved, so he was very pleased to have been able to be useful.    &lt;br /&gt;Click on picture to make image bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBR27gQGBLs/Tlz0Jv5B4fI/AAAAAAAAA68/k-7OU_clLJg/s1600/pammys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBR27gQGBLs/Tlz0Jv5B4fI/AAAAAAAAA68/k-7OU_clLJg/s320/pammys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646656481127424498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up Redfish Lake!  This is my most favorite place EVER! Maybe because I have been camping here with my family since before I can remember, or because it is BEAUTIFUL!  This year my girls skied with the boom. I was really surprised when they agreed, but they did awesome! Eli was fearless in the water.  He fell in a few times off the back of the boat, didn't faze him in the least.  Don't know if that is a good thing or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwkM7WkLyo8/Tl-SJcae67I/AAAAAAAAA7E/z9jiF6vr9hQ/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwkM7WkLyo8/Tl-SJcae67I/AAAAAAAAA7E/z9jiF6vr9hQ/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647393148689640370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was only suppose to be a week.  But Aaron was in Texas the week before and headed to Florida after.  So I figured I might as well hang back with my family.  I got to stay with my sister for an extra 4 day which was fabulous!  We made these super cute, super easy headbands.  I came home with 8, we didn't go overboard at all! The girls did dress up with my 3 year old niece.  Funny that colors aside, it works with the styles these days! We also got to spend an extra few days at my parents house.  We kept busy with lots of crafting, roasting marshmallows on the porch and four wheeling.   We rode up the mine hill with my dad the last day.  The view is incredible, and the old mine buildings that are still standing are amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdNNp4cD7h4/Tl-WswM0ywI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AzDQSZhiKME/s1600/vaden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdNNp4cD7h4/Tl-WswM0ywI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AzDQSZhiKME/s320/vaden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647398153342995202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all a very successful trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5103917618987646381?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5103917618987646381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5103917618987646381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5103917618987646381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5103917618987646381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/08/idaho-in-july.html' title='Idaho in July'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBR27gQGBLs/Tlz0Jv5B4fI/AAAAAAAAA68/k-7OU_clLJg/s72-c/pammys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6830341022978338091</id><published>2011-07-10T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:36:50.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew, I think I am caught up!!  My desk top crashed a month ago and I have not been motivated to start things on Aarons computer.  But since I may have lost all my pictures from Jan through April, I am grateful for the blog, since it may be my only imprint of the pictures taken and now lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6830341022978338091?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6830341022978338091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6830341022978338091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6830341022978338091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6830341022978338091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/whew-i-think-i-am-caught-up-my-desk-top.html' title=''/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-3092430848416541543</id><published>2011-07-10T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:32:21.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S</title><content type='html'>I havn't been good at getting picutes of our S.O.S activies the year, but this particular one is one big photo op.  We made two candy bar appreciation posters for the firefighters.  Lucky for us, after we presented the posters, they were kind enough to show and tell us about thier helicopter and the firetruck.  This activity ends up being as good for the kids as it is for the recipients of our "service"! (Not to say thats a bad thing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWI0vifTqJM/Tho1L7MazFI/AAAAAAAAA2M/TEpVobL0X80/s1600/fireman%2Bsos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWI0vifTqJM/Tho1L7MazFI/AAAAAAAAA2M/TEpVobL0X80/s320/fireman%2Bsos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627869163337469010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-3092430848416541543?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3092430848416541543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=3092430848416541543&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3092430848416541543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3092430848416541543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/sos.html' title='S.O.S'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWI0vifTqJM/Tho1L7MazFI/AAAAAAAAA2M/TEpVobL0X80/s72-c/fireman%2Bsos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7583327779676230047</id><published>2011-07-10T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T09:12:16.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>We started the day with attending the town parade. Can't miss out on the free candy right? Then we headed to Estes Park.  We got a room so we didn't have to drive and get home at midnight.  We did some window shopping, went to dinner and then marked our spot for the fireworks. My favorite is the econolodge sign that frames in the veiw, very nice!)  Eli was not a fan, he buried his face and eventually fell asleep.  &lt;br /&gt;The next day we ventured into the Rocky National Park.  We have lived here four years and still never been.  It is a beautiful drive!!  Lots of elk and snow!! Eli was quite the traveler, happier with salt water taffy on his face!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aD4yRTP8LU/ThnOZ-IliPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/MQDymS76PtI/s1600/4th%2Bjuly%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aD4yRTP8LU/ThnOZ-IliPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/MQDymS76PtI/s320/4th%2Bjuly%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627756154947209458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7583327779676230047?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7583327779676230047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7583327779676230047&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7583327779676230047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7583327779676230047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-started-day-with-attending-town.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aD4yRTP8LU/ThnOZ-IliPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/MQDymS76PtI/s72-c/4th%2Bjuly%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6244193864185845684</id><published>2011-07-10T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:54:38.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ry turns 10</title><content type='html'>WOW! That is really all I can say, WOW!!  She is really turning into a young lady. Clothes, hair, accesories.  All of which she never really cared about before.  Not the case anymore!  I don't even TRY to buy clothes for her, unless she is with me.  My mom laughes, says I am getting what I had coming.  I can't argue, she still can't buy for me!)  On the flip side, she really likes to go with me, and she is a good little sidekick to have!)  &lt;br /&gt;We went to Red Robin for lunch. This year we made sure she got her song and free icecream.  She didn't get it last year and is still bitter every time we go.  She is her fathers daughter...ICECREAM is the ultimate treat!!  So rather than waste my time on a cake with pictures, she got a homemade icecream cake. It was alot easier, and WAY less time! Did I mention that she is growing up!!  To old for Chucky Cheese, so she chose a movie instead. No complaints really, just the sure signs that my little girl is growing up!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LYMGQAS1ls/ThnGHGSuTOI/AAAAAAAAA1s/x0uD242CAic/s1600/ry%2Bbday%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LYMGQAS1ls/ThnGHGSuTOI/AAAAAAAAA1s/x0uD242CAic/s320/ry%2Bbday%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627747034626673890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up or not she is still a SWEET SWEET girl, and we love having her around!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6244193864185845684?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6244193864185845684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6244193864185845684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6244193864185845684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6244193864185845684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/ry-turns-10.html' title='Ry turns 10'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LYMGQAS1ls/ThnGHGSuTOI/AAAAAAAAA1s/x0uD242CAic/s72-c/ry%2Bbday%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7795196277241445068</id><published>2011-07-10T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:30:42.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laser Tag + Remote Controle Car!!</title><content type='html'>Aaron was killing time with Eli the other day....He came home with 4 remote control laser tag cars!! Each car has three lights, if you are hit by another cars laser, one light goes on.  When you are hit three times the car turns off, signaling you have been hit 3 times.  You then reset the car, and start over.  Aaron has always oogled and awwed over remote control cars and I would smile and move on.  I suppose having his boy gave him the excuse, and he went all out.  In his defense the girls were pretty excited too!  For family home evening we take them to the church run them around in the gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yW3ayI0dSNE/ThnC4gIoqgI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Yq-HfWhr2io/s1600/remote%2Bcontrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yW3ayI0dSNE/ThnC4gIoqgI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Yq-HfWhr2io/s320/remote%2Bcontrol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627743485330762242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7795196277241445068?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7795196277241445068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7795196277241445068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7795196277241445068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7795196277241445068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/laser-tag-remote-controle-car.html' title='Laser Tag + Remote Controle Car!!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yW3ayI0dSNE/ThnC4gIoqgI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Yq-HfWhr2io/s72-c/remote%2Bcontrol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5944321902167006632</id><published>2011-07-09T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:12:51.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip #1 to Idaho 2011</title><content type='html'>The first of June the kids and I headed for Idaho!  The travel itinerary changed few times, but thanks to everyone being open and flexable, it all worked out. We were able to stop in Inkom/Pocatello to visit one of Aaron's sisters, her kids and his parents, as well as catch a flag football game of my brothers little guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then made our way to Twin Falls to for Dillon's(my sisters oldest) baptism. My three siblings and I are all in the group picture, its been a couple years since that has happened! Rylie turns 10 this month and got her ears pierced, Happy Birthday from aunt Desiree. She is soo excited, she can hardely stand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lgB61hBcDY/Thio9OnK51I/AAAAAAAAA1c/_LDh7twItpE/s1600/june%2Bidaho%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lgB61hBcDY/Thio9OnK51I/AAAAAAAAA1c/_LDh7twItpE/s320/june%2Bidaho%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627433504247310162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to point out Sydneys toothless smile, I don't think I have reported on that yet.  I think it is adorable!  Both her and Abby were able to loose thier front teeth considerable early due to their extreme cordination...or lack there in;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop my parents house, where my mom took on a Major sewing project with my girls. They decorated the fabric with a "special" paint,and then proceeded to make it into what they use now as a scripture tote!  They are VERY PROUD!! We were gone for a week and a half, but the time flies when you have so many stops.  Over all a very successful, enjoyable trip!!  We will make the trip all over again the end of July!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5944321902167006632?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5944321902167006632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5944321902167006632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5944321902167006632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5944321902167006632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/trip-1-to-idaho-2011.html' title='Trip #1 to Idaho 2011'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lgB61hBcDY/Thio9OnK51I/AAAAAAAAA1c/_LDh7twItpE/s72-c/june%2Bidaho%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6132399019266108831</id><published>2011-07-09T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:13:54.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>These are just a few pictures to sign off Spring.  The girls  are with thier teachers.  Rylie was one of five kids in her class that kept her purple tag,which means not even one warning from the teacher all year.  As reward they got to go play frisbe golf with thier teacher accompanied with a ton of sugar!! The girl have enjoyed fine tuning thier volleyball skills, and the cool temperatures allowed the much needed practise.  Eli is just getting soo big, trying new things all the time to prove it.   Rylie has been able to take advantage of doing the Lemmons "the favor" of learning piano at their house,(that means lessons for free) They said that her showing up once a week forced them to be consistant themselves.  They moved at the end of the month, so we shall see where we go from here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMjBijIE5hs/Thimo9BzkvI/AAAAAAAAA1U/xgXw5rKj5tY/s1600/spring%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMjBijIE5hs/Thimo9BzkvI/AAAAAAAAA1U/xgXw5rKj5tY/s320/spring%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627430956906550002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6132399019266108831?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6132399019266108831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6132399019266108831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6132399019266108831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6132399019266108831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/07/may.html' title='May'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMjBijIE5hs/Thimo9BzkvI/AAAAAAAAA1U/xgXw5rKj5tY/s72-c/spring%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5525235657759526529</id><published>2011-05-31T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:20:51.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 GIRLS + 4 HOURS= FUN FUN FUN!</title><content type='html'>8,12 &amp; 16 are the years that my kiddos get to have birthday parties with friends.  It was suppose to be a slumber party, but it turns out those are frowned upon in this here neck of the woods.  So what was going to be a slumber party of 4 turned into a "pajama party" late over with 13.  Add my 3 girls to the mix and all of the sudden I have 16 girls running and squealing around in my backyard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started off with pizza for dinner.  I though it would be fun to let them decorate cupcakes, and thought the owls were super cute and thought they would be simple enough.  Unfortunately I did not buy double stuffed Oreos and I just assumed that the Oreo would twist apart nicely if done properly.  Yeeaah, not so much!  That combined with the frosting being a little to stiff made for stressful decorating, on my part anyway!  They took off outside again while I cleaned up and prepared for the next activity, chocolate facials!  The girls painted each others nails while I went around the table lathering their faces with this facial that was going to make their skin oh so soft.  Aaah, well in theory anyway.  It was slightly harder to take off than I had imagined!  As we are opening presents and I look at a little face with red splotches. Her response was "I'm ok, it only burns a little"  OOOh...so just in case you were wondering coco, ground oats, and sour cream DON'T give you soft skin! The evening tappered off with a movie and popcorn &amp;/or a little Just Dance on the wii.  Over all I think the kids were happy and had a good time.  I did wonder, "what in the world were you thinking?" when it was all said and done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KCudgPJwPo/TeWN79yOzeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/fqD_Ii0oFsc/s1600/16%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KCudgPJwPo/TeWN79yOzeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/fqD_Ii0oFsc/s320/16%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613048571924237794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it turns out the plastic table clothes are not resistant to fingernail polish remover! That's a whole nother story for another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5525235657759526529?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5525235657759526529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5525235657759526529&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5525235657759526529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5525235657759526529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/05/16-girls-4-hours-fun-fun-fun.html' title='16 GIRLS + 4 HOURS= FUN FUN FUN!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KCudgPJwPo/TeWN79yOzeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/fqD_Ii0oFsc/s72-c/16%2Bgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-3095208943899214683</id><published>2011-05-15T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:51:45.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Mile Stone!</title><content type='html'>Birthdays with family are rare here in Colorado.  Abby's birthday fell the day before she was baptized, soooo she got to celebrate with family this year!  I did not do as good a job as I thought documenting it with pictures of everyone, kinda bumbed.  Our guests included, my parents, my sister and three of her kids, Aaron's parents, his sister, her husband and little one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was in heaven!  We went for pedicures, made friendship bracelets, played at the bounce house, went out for dinner and topped off with plenty of presents and cake! Not bad for a 8 year old! Contrary to the look on Abs face, she did enjoy the pedi and bracelet making, promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gCKy-QrcyE/TdCIcNJ-73I/AAAAAAAAA04/t7SA9ifSATk/s1600/abby%2Bbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gCKy-QrcyE/TdCIcNJ-73I/AAAAAAAAA04/t7SA9ifSATk/s320/abby%2Bbirthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607131554225516402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we are two down already, I swear Ry is still 8!  It was a great day!  We TONS of friends and family to show support.  Abby has a very large primary class, 17 will be be baptized this year!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Coca9KoGE40/TdG9Bw6ZsKI/AAAAAAAAA1A/M3bF6HKT3Os/s1600/baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Coca9KoGE40/TdG9Bw6ZsKI/AAAAAAAAA1A/M3bF6HKT3Os/s320/baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607470849060352162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our Abby, she is such a sweet, thoughtful young lady!  We could not be more proud of her decision to be baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pit_NEAytLg/TdbuJzbmj5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/H0U6_2rHHf8/s1600/baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pit_NEAytLg/TdbuJzbmj5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/H0U6_2rHHf8/s320/baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608932238128746386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-3095208943899214683?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3095208943899214683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=3095208943899214683&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3095208943899214683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3095208943899214683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-mile-stone.html' title='Another Mile Stone!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gCKy-QrcyE/TdCIcNJ-73I/AAAAAAAAA04/t7SA9ifSATk/s72-c/abby%2Bbirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-510032358965775968</id><published>2011-05-10T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:57:04.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2011</title><content type='html'>We did not have a white Christmas, but come time for an Easter egg hunt, what should appear...yeah SNOW!!  Don't get me wrong, we didn't go sledding, it was just a skiff.  Threatening just the same.  All was well in the end, our small Easter egg hunt was a huge success, leaving no child disappointed.  We decorated eggs Friday night and the Easter Bunny hid our baskets for Saturday morning. All the sugar and fun came Saturday, leaving us with a reverent Easter Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0j2p-kn5go/TcnBWj-Gr5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/ThgJ-3n0jwk/s1600/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0j2p-kn5go/TcnBWj-Gr5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/ThgJ-3n0jwk/s320/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605223804596301714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a family of Yellow at church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MU0j_c6Ope0/TcnCsNrlBmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/JTTtTM1Bu0I/s1600/easter%2Bpics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MU0j_c6Ope0/TcnCsNrlBmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/JTTtTM1Bu0I/s320/easter%2Bpics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605225276081768034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-510032358965775968?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/510032358965775968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=510032358965775968&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/510032358965775968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/510032358965775968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0j2p-kn5go/TcnBWj-Gr5I/AAAAAAAAA0o/ThgJ-3n0jwk/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4736764793941027138</id><published>2011-04-25T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:41:28.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounce house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDHZrfrQhQo/TbWibgMl8pI/AAAAAAAAA0I/jUBYGp-eQwk/s1600/bounce%2Bhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDHZrfrQhQo/TbWibgMl8pI/AAAAAAAAA0I/jUBYGp-eQwk/s320/bounce%2Bhouse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599560305088000658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got an awesome coupon for a bounce house near by, and we decided to cash it in.  The kids had a great time!  It took Eli a little while to really get into it, he is still a little small for any of the climbing, especially with socks. The kids just ran solid for almost three hours.  Great place to go to get out of the house while the weather is still cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4736764793941027138?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4736764793941027138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4736764793941027138&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4736764793941027138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4736764793941027138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/04/bounce-house.html' title='Bounce house'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDHZrfrQhQo/TbWibgMl8pI/AAAAAAAAA0I/jUBYGp-eQwk/s72-c/bounce%2Bhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5884557877520130258</id><published>2011-04-25T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:30:41.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual 2nd grade field trip</title><content type='html'>The second grade schedules a trip to the botanical gardens every spring.  I went two years ago with Ry...here we are two years later with Abby!  The weather was quite different this time, cloudy and cold.  I was prego with Eli last time and it was sooo hot.  This year they had centers set up though out the garden for the kids to participate in.  This was nice because they literally split the kids up with chaperon and say go for it, meet back here in three hours.  It is a little odd to me that they make this trip in April, both times that we have gone there is nothing in bloom outside except tulips?  I do believe that we are going to have to make a trip later this summer to see it in all its glory!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnWW6PKlUEI/TbWdvSqGoVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/wxIu22q-zaU/s1600/gardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnWW6PKlUEI/TbWdvSqGoVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/wxIu22q-zaU/s320/gardens.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599555147492925778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5884557877520130258?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5884557877520130258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5884557877520130258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5884557877520130258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5884557877520130258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/04/annual-2nd-grade-field-trip.html' title='Annual 2nd grade field trip'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnWW6PKlUEI/TbWdvSqGoVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/wxIu22q-zaU/s72-c/gardens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-678574247405222762</id><published>2011-04-24T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:04:45.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWfVnaO_O0U/TbTWKjO_HjI/AAAAAAAAAz4/YjwZtcaqOmg/s1600/dairy%2Bfarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWfVnaO_O0U/TbTWKjO_HjI/AAAAAAAAAz4/YjwZtcaqOmg/s320/dairy%2Bfarm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599335713473502770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydneys preschool scheduled a field trip to a dairy farm this year.  Dairy farm equals lots of cows &amp; lots of stink!!  I love the group picture, the little blond one had her nose covered the WHOLE time!  The last section of the tour was to the calves.  If you held your two finger out, they would suck of them.  Syd thought it was great, it had the ooh sweet effect...until she pulled her fingers out covered in thick slime! It was a fun little outing!  Thanks to Teresa for organizing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-678574247405222762?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/678574247405222762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=678574247405222762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/678574247405222762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/678574247405222762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/04/sydneys-preschool-scheduled-field-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWfVnaO_O0U/TbTWKjO_HjI/AAAAAAAAAz4/YjwZtcaqOmg/s72-c/dairy%2Bfarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8022766604233174641</id><published>2011-04-03T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:00:49.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>This is the first spring break that the kids and I have not traveled back home to see family, leaving Aaron home by himself for the week.  Sooo, when he found out we were not leaving him, he decided he wanted to take a couple days off and do something fun.  We are not the most adventurous family, so we decided that we need to see more of Colorado than the 30 mile radius around our house.  We settled on Glenwood Springs a 3 hour drive west up and over the mountains.  Sydney was so excited that she was begging to pack three days before we left!  We got there Sunday afternoon and headed straight for the pool.  Surprisingly Eli didn't take to the water right away, he clung on to Aarons neck with his little teeth chattering. He did acclimate and then he was off! Syd did a 5 minute switch off between the pool and the hot tub.  Abby was a little fish practicing her underwater swimming, using her new goggles!  Ry tootled around, you know she is "older" now:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYsVCg0iZDw/TZkNjswK_GI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sn4LiNPnrCg/s1600/SWIMMING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYsVCg0iZDw/TZkNjswK_GI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sn4LiNPnrCg/s320/SWIMMING.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591515319316970594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we were off to the Adventure Park! We went on an hour tour of the coolest caves.  We saw tinker bell, santa clause, a glowing Cheeto and lots of bacon! They are very particular about not touching the rocks, at the risk of leaving human oils which will disturb the natural order of things.  This being said, the whole tour is lit, and has stairs descending ???? feet down into the crazy unknown.  I couldn't image being the first guy squeezing through all the nooks and crannies with only a flash light on his head!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtDu8SzE6W0/TZkOC47XtLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/NeaI0gpwrPk/s1600/CAVES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtDu8SzE6W0/TZkOC47XtLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/NeaI0gpwrPk/s320/CAVES.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591515855161111730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can not drive to the park, you have to ride a gondola up the mountain side.  The kids were a little unsure on the way up, it never stops, similar to a ski lift, you have to jump on as it has slows down.  They were pros for the ride back down the hill.  In addition to the gondola and cave tours, our passes gave us unlimited laser tag and unlimited rides on the Alpine Coaster.  We loved the laser tag, we played three times and each time it was just our family.  They let Eli run around with us, I just have to toot my horn and say I Rocked it!  It was just a little bit chilly, so we only held out for two rides on the Alpine Coaster.  Ry was tall enough to go by herself, so she managed three rides! Very fun, quite the rush! It was...a GREAT TRIP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agLfF1kwev8/TZkTLqSm9dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/f7bQL0_J45s/s1600/Adventure%2Bpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-agLfF1kwev8/TZkTLqSm9dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/f7bQL0_J45s/s320/Adventure%2Bpark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591521503409010130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8022766604233174641?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8022766604233174641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8022766604233174641&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8022766604233174641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8022766604233174641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rYsVCg0iZDw/TZkNjswK_GI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sn4LiNPnrCg/s72-c/SWIMMING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7234608106602759370</id><published>2011-03-26T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:10:28.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Day for the Zoo</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since we had been to the zoo, all together as a family!  So we loaded up and off we went!  Eli was tiny the last time we went, so I was excited to see his reaction to the animals. Turns out that with the exception of the monkeys, he did not seem to be all that impressed!  He was very docile, and was just along for the ride, who knew!  He did enjoy the monkeys, maybe cause they have so much in common?  I have always had a hard time getting good zoo pictures, but I have to say I LOVE the shot of Eli with the Ape in the background. We splurged and let the kids ride BOTH the carousel and the train, the girls were very excited.  It was a great family day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdVUhbJ0wUI/TY5bqhwS1YI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_tq7M5rPzyc/s1600/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdVUhbJ0wUI/TY5bqhwS1YI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_tq7M5rPzyc/s320/zoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588504973786928514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7234608106602759370?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7234608106602759370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7234608106602759370&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7234608106602759370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7234608106602759370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/03/perfect-day-for-zoo.html' title='Perfect Day for the Zoo'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdVUhbJ0wUI/TY5bqhwS1YI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_tq7M5rPzyc/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2077584800906208447</id><published>2011-03-19T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T19:34:45.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double the fun!</title><content type='html'>BRACES!!  That is right, both of the girls went in on Friday to get BRACES!  Don't get me wrong, we knew they were going to need them...eventually!  We did not think it would be this soon, and we definitely didn't bank on both at the same time.  Turns out that they need them for more than just cosmetic reasons, sooner rather than later.  Good times, for everyone involved! They had mashed potatoes and bananas for dinner last night, yogurt for breakfast and pancakes for lunch.  I am starting to run out of non-chew food ideas!  Abs should only have them on for a year, but Ry may end up with them for three years, solid.(depending on how fast she looses the last of her baby teeth) We just keep telling them it will be worth it when they see their beautiful straight teeth smile when it is all said and done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jV5XMrSX4F8/TYVnqCOeuII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/1B_FLkF7uvg/s1600/braces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jV5XMrSX4F8/TYVnqCOeuII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/1B_FLkF7uvg/s320/braces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585984884672739458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2077584800906208447?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2077584800906208447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2077584800906208447&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2077584800906208447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2077584800906208447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/03/double-fun.html' title='Double the fun!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jV5XMrSX4F8/TYVnqCOeuII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/1B_FLkF7uvg/s72-c/braces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4739123351049738137</id><published>2011-03-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:11:05.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual February Visit</title><content type='html'>We always look forward to the end of February!  Aaron's dad has had a big company meeting in Denver, at the end of February, the last three years.  Soooo, even after a crazy long week of meetings and eating out, he is willing to push his flight back so that we can see him for few hours. This time we took in a game of bowling, followed by dinner and shakes at the one and only Red Robin.  The girls...I mean kids had a blast!  We will take every minute we can get!!  Thanks for a great night Doyle!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF4qkwVuyA4/TYVF_s-0JjI/AAAAAAAAAzI/u_JIapPuADY/s1600/bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF4qkwVuyA4/TYVF_s-0JjI/AAAAAAAAAzI/u_JIapPuADY/s320/bowling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947873531668018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4739123351049738137?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4739123351049738137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4739123351049738137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4739123351049738137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4739123351049738137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/03/annual-february-visit.html' title='Annual February Visit'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF4qkwVuyA4/TYVF_s-0JjI/AAAAAAAAAzI/u_JIapPuADY/s72-c/bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5219414294964967451</id><published>2011-02-15T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:49:45.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines 2011</title><content type='html'>We had our tradition of valentine socks and candy.  This year it was a chocolate rose, BIG hit with the girls.  Writing names on the valentines is always so exciting, and intense, very serious work! I am so very grateful for my children, they truly do make my life bright.  I can't help but fill with pride when they are the topic of discussion! &lt;br /&gt;I have never been a valentine decor person, but like I said in the last post, I LOVE the ideas that are out there on blogs these days.  I found the vase idea at &lt;a href="http://somedaycrafts.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-in-love-with-valentines.html"&gt;Someday Crafts&lt;/a&gt;.  Check out the cupcake liner wreath too, very cute!  I had a hard time deciding which wreath I was going to do.  I am very happy with how this one turned out.  You will find the tutorial at &lt;a href="http://littlebirdiesecrets.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-little-more-than-month-until.html"&gt;Little Birdie Secrets&lt;/a&gt;.  In case you were interested in making this one, it took one and a half yards of fabric.  The tutorial doesn't say how much.  Needless to say I had to make a trip back to Joann's.  Des told me about the cupcake liner topiary tree, so I can't tell you were to find that tutorial. Anyway that is the how and where on that, hope you all had a lovely Valentines Day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wZ8xfhKG3w/TVrdX1zn8-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/eU1ywEdvZLg/s1600/valentines11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wZ8xfhKG3w/TVrdX1zn8-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/eU1ywEdvZLg/s320/valentines11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574010890474746850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5219414294964967451?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5219414294964967451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5219414294964967451&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5219414294964967451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5219414294964967451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-2011.html' title='Valentines 2011'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wZ8xfhKG3w/TVrdX1zn8-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/eU1ywEdvZLg/s72-c/valentines11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5837620951290448240</id><published>2011-02-13T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:12:48.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Baby Gifts</title><content type='html'>I have been loving the crafty blogs that are out there!  I am by no means a creative person, but I CAN COPY!  My good friend is having her third baby, very soon!!  It is her second girl, so no baby shower...but I hosted a baby brunch.  The pink felt flower ball was the center piece and sent home for a decoration in the girls room.  I found it on a blog called &lt;a href="http://oopsredone.blogspot.com/2011/01/felt-flower-tutorial-and-flower-ball.html"&gt;oops redone&lt;/a&gt; I love how it turned out!  I saw the burp cloth at church, and the bib took me a combination of blogs, just google towel bib tutorial.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgMlTQlrUaA/TVh8ZvbVOhI/AAAAAAAAAyw/hjwC64Bt0tA/s1600/babyshower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgMlTQlrUaA/TVh8ZvbVOhI/AAAAAAAAAyw/hjwC64Bt0tA/s320/babyshower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573341320540666386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5837620951290448240?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5837620951290448240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5837620951290448240&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5837620951290448240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5837620951290448240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/02/homemade-baby-gifts.html' title='Homemade Baby Gifts'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgMlTQlrUaA/TVh8ZvbVOhI/AAAAAAAAAyw/hjwC64Bt0tA/s72-c/babyshower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7447242292578342541</id><published>2011-02-05T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T19:16:35.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The kids were learning about the planets and space.  We decided to take advantage of our resources and take the kids to the university planetarium in Boulder.  It is a toss up between who liked it more, the kids or moms.  I did wonder how much more we would have been impressed if the technology had been updated.  We watched "Kids in Space," the same program that was used when it was built, back in the 70's, music and all!)  Either way Syd learned alot, and had a good time!  Thanks Melissa for making it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TU4Rw22FImI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wj4iZYeOA9w/s1600/planitarum1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TU4Rw22FImI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wj4iZYeOA9w/s320/planitarum1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570409320157618786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7447242292578342541?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7447242292578342541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7447242292578342541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7447242292578342541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7447242292578342541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/02/kids-were-learning-about-planets-and.html' title=''/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TU4Rw22FImI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wj4iZYeOA9w/s72-c/planitarum1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7421319707910571191</id><published>2011-01-28T16:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:10:55.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch D.O.G.S</title><content type='html'>Aaron took the day off to participate in a program at the girls school called Watch D.O.G.S. (Dads of Great Students) The girls were SUPER excited!  He started the morning off helping direct traffic at the drop off cross walk in front of the school.  From there he and the girls were featured on the morning video announcements. He went to art, library, P.E., lunch, helped out in both of the girls classrooms and DON'T forget RECESS!  Three as a matter of fact. He played tag, red light green light, busted some dance moves, and monkey bars.  They came home with huge smiles, and Aaron was exhausted! I think it is a good program for the school, great experience for the kids and dads! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TUNlM9T1EwI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lC6i5YUxVbw/s1600/IMG_0030%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TUNlM9T1EwI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lC6i5YUxVbw/s400/IMG_0030%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567404837650633474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7421319707910571191?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7421319707910571191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7421319707910571191&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7421319707910571191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7421319707910571191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2011/01/watch-dogs.html' title='Watch D.O.G.S'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TUNlM9T1EwI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lC6i5YUxVbw/s72-c/IMG_0030%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2533116772724963030</id><published>2010-12-18T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:18:33.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of my life!!</title><content type='html'>I just have to go on record saying that I do LOVE LOVE LOVE my eternal companion!!  Today is our 11th anniversary and he is at home with all four kids,(one sick and puking) while I sit at my sisters loving on a brand new nephew.  Not one complaint, not one guilt driven comment!!  I know right!!  Not only is he the #1 husband, he is the worlds best dad.  I happen to luck out in both departments, and for this I am eternally grateful.  I often wonder what I did to deserve him, and wonder how I would survive without him. He is my anchor, and though I am sure he had no idea what he was really getting himself into 11 years ago, it is my hope and prayer that we will have another 50 years even half as great as these last 11 have been.  LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2533116772724963030?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2533116772724963030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2533116772724963030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2533116772724963030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2533116772724963030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love of my life!!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2196945895027052312</id><published>2010-12-10T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T08:02:36.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Ballet</title><content type='html'>The girls and I attended our first ballet last week. Yes, it was my first as well, sad I know!  Sydney said that the music made her sleepy, and Ry said that the tights on the nutcracker were "GROOOSS"  Our friend Kyla(pretty little red head) won the nutcracker drawing during intermission.  We were all very excited for her.  Then we saw the nutcracker and Clara afterwords, dressed down, but all the same.  The girls thought that was pretty cool.  From their we did our traditional girls night out dinner at Red Robin, can't go without fries, shakes and don't forget the BALLOON! It was a great night, one that I hope the girls will remember fondly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TQL5i37yudI/AAAAAAAAAyI/zF_rFgOMwfc/s1600/nutcracker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TQL5i37yudI/AAAAAAAAAyI/zF_rFgOMwfc/s400/nutcracker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549272068399479250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2196945895027052312?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2196945895027052312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2196945895027052312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2196945895027052312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2196945895027052312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/12/1st-ballet.html' title='1st Ballet'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TQL5i37yudI/AAAAAAAAAyI/zF_rFgOMwfc/s72-c/nutcracker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-769763330212568314</id><published>2010-12-02T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:33:56.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Travel Log</title><content type='html'>Cousins and grandparents everywhere you look!  Our adventure started with Aaron's Grandma Petersen's 80th birthday party. We had to leave early in anticipation of the roads and headed to my parents house from there. My sister and brother Ivan were there with their kids.  Eight kids running in circles + single digit temps outside= GOOD TIMES in doors!! Paisley loves Ry, but she does not like the camera!  She was all smiles until the camera came out, and unfortunately I do not have Aunt C's knack for taking fun pictures with out them knowing. Elleree on the other hand has picture pose down!! It has been a couple of years since I have been to church with my parents.  What a sight we all were.  13 of us walk in and fill a long row and half. Now this would not be such a big deal...except that we were like 1/3 of the congregation!! Every noise our kids made felt magnified 10 full, it was AWESOME! We left from sacrament to see my grandma Vaden. It was a very successful, visit, I always love seeing my family.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TPgXrA_YILI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zOjPR2ot6-s/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TPgXrA_YILI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zOjPR2ot6-s/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546208968874401970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for Aaron's parents Wednesday afternoon.  All of his siblings and his mom's parents came out for Thanksgiving. Of course this meant a photo op. This time 10 kids running around like little turkey who lost their head= good time!  Thursday evening the girls brought out the fingernail polish, and the next thing I know they are painting the guys toe nails.  ALL of the guys toes!  I don't know how they talked them into it, but I do know that even nail polish can not make a Aaron's feet look pretty!!  Friday all the girls did some light shopping, dresses for the girls and stocking stuffers, nothing real big.  Saturday the guys went to the cabin to try out his dad's new guns.  So I went to see my brother Heath.  The girls loved Payton and Heath and Emilee loved getting to put their feet up, for but a short moment. He is a cute smiley little bug, with quite the pitch!  Our trip home was not as bad as it could have been, but none the less still stressful with new snow Sunday morning.  We have much to be thankful for, and I am blessed to be a part of such great and loving families!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-769763330212568314?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/769763330212568314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=769763330212568314&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/769763330212568314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/769763330212568314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-travel-log.html' title='Thanksgiving Travel Log'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TPgXrA_YILI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zOjPR2ot6-s/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4813500096393958047</id><published>2010-11-15T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:18:41.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet baby girl!</title><content type='html'>My sweet baby girl just keeps getting bigger.  She was so excited to turn 5.  She informed me that she was ready to go to kindergarten Monday, now that she is 5.  It took some convincing that it was not my choice, the school would not let her go, not until next year. &lt;br /&gt;I love it when birthdays fall on Sunday, it turns into a whole birthday weekend, and that is what she got!  Aaron's parent always come for the primary program, which happened to land on the PERFECT weekend, her birthday. We went out for ice cream Friday night, shopping, Chucky Cheese, and Red Robin Saturday and then of course presents and cake on Sunday. She was in little girl heaven, with a HUGE smile all weekend!  Oh how I love her precious, deviant little smile! Happy birthday baby girl!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TOIQ0Tgv_fI/AAAAAAAAAx4/rIbIWJi4vxE/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TOIQ0Tgv_fI/AAAAAAAAAx4/rIbIWJi4vxE/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540008982396009970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4813500096393958047?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4813500096393958047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4813500096393958047&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4813500096393958047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4813500096393958047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-sweet-baby-girl.html' title='My sweet baby girl!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TOIQ0Tgv_fI/AAAAAAAAAx4/rIbIWJi4vxE/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7327225922241459575</id><published>2010-10-31T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T17:49:52.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Happenings</title><content type='html'>We carved pumpkins for the first time since...well I can't remember the last time.  The girls wanted to do it this year, which I had to remind them a few times as the eeeww faces started to appear.  I had to get a picture of Eli, as he was banned to the tall chair, only to watch.  Soo rough being the baby!  &lt;br /&gt;I have a few pictures of the new projects that I made this year, the ideas not my own, but passed along by my mom and friend Lyndsey.  &lt;br /&gt;As we no longer live in Idaho, where it is a given that trick or treating is done on Saturday, we were left to depend solely on the ward trunk or treat. Eli was suppose to be spider man, I bought the costume last year on clearance, turns out I didn't take in to account his growing exponentially. Although he though he was hot stuff with the the mask, he would get mad if we took if off. So he was spiderman by day and a cowboy by night. Sydney was a butterfly fair, Abby was Princess Leia, and Ry was a mad scientist. &lt;br /&gt;I decided to let the girls have a late over after the trunk or treat, which consisted of decorating cupcakes, and watching a movie.  Syd was sooo excited, she got to have a friend of her own this time instead of tagging along with her sisters.  Eli managed to have a little fun of his own, getting into the unused cupcakes, clever little fella!  So no trick or treating this year, but I think the girls were not left wanting and there will not be any permanent damage or scaring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TM4ICVNN_VI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cjWzlXsJwns/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TM4ICVNN_VI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cjWzlXsJwns/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534369828230266194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7327225922241459575?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7327225922241459575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7327225922241459575&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7327225922241459575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7327225922241459575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-happenings.html' title='Halloween Happenings'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TM4ICVNN_VI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cjWzlXsJwns/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1989266750989171969</id><published>2010-10-19T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:11:11.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinklers in October??</title><content type='html'>My parents, sister and her three children were here over the weekend.  It was a pleasant surprise to find out they were all coming!  The girls didn't have school on Friday, so it was perfect timing to boot!  They did on Thursday, which left my sisters kids with less entertainment.  It was a beautiful day, and Truman had asked if they could run though the sprinklers.  Initially I told him to wait until the afternoon to see how warm it would get, hoping he would forget.  YEAH...If you know Truman, then you know that was not about to happen!!  So I thought fine, the worst that happens, they get out there, it lasts a whole whopping minute and they are back inside, and I am not the mean aunt that said "NO"  To my surprise the "whopping minute" turned into 45 minutes.  It really was a beautiful day!  It turned out to be a great time, as did the rest of their visit.  All the rest of the pictures from the weekend are in Des's camera, I lent my batteries to my dad for his camera, so those may or may not come later.  It really is great that they are so willing to make the trip so often to see us.  They had to rent a mini van just so they could all fit in one vehicle.  That is love I tell ya!  LOVE YOU GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TL5dvmOxQmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/9bCzL2C7y64/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TL5dvmOxQmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/9bCzL2C7y64/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529960464755278434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1989266750989171969?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1989266750989171969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1989266750989171969&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1989266750989171969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1989266750989171969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/10/sprinklers-in-october.html' title='Sprinklers in October??'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TL5dvmOxQmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/9bCzL2C7y64/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2440506193348883125</id><published>2010-09-22T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T04:54:42.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babies in Blue</title><content type='html'>These were taken by a photographer in our ward. One day I will have it figured out and mine will look this good! I LOVE LOVE the colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnuVksx7oI/AAAAAAAAAxg/7pUb13KNYgE/s1600/3296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnuVksx7oI/AAAAAAAAAxg/7pUb13KNYgE/s320/3296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519704872715415170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnt0rkZaHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/xPQBNF3jRQA/s1600/3258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnt0rkZaHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/xPQBNF3jRQA/s320/3258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519704307623618674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJntzsrSY2I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6mQdw4IiE34/s1600/3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJntzsrSY2I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6mQdw4IiE34/s320/3276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519704290741085026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJntzOk_GnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/3FENmtlqRRs/s1600/3537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJntzOk_GnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/3FENmtlqRRs/s320/3537.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519704282661591666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnstSiAaKI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bK5wdnTyrks/s1600/3398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnstSiAaKI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bK5wdnTyrks/s320/3398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519703081131993250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnssx7wnVI/AAAAAAAAAw4/5Zv3xS2y784/s1600/3392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnssx7wnVI/AAAAAAAAAw4/5Zv3xS2y784/s320/3392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519703072381640018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnr3UcjYHI/AAAAAAAAAww/WA3A4z0R-kc/s1600/3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnr3UcjYHI/AAAAAAAAAww/WA3A4z0R-kc/s320/3450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519702153933054066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnr27UOtwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/skueS5TSMmA/s1600/3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnr27UOtwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/skueS5TSMmA/s320/3485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519702147187259138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2440506193348883125?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2440506193348883125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2440506193348883125&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2440506193348883125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2440506193348883125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='My Babies in Blue'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJnuVksx7oI/AAAAAAAAAxg/7pUb13KNYgE/s72-c/3296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1787478244484573829</id><published>2010-09-15T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:25:48.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Finished</title><content type='html'>I have had these boards for over two years!!  I finished Abby's board a year ago, but was not willing to put one up with out the other(they share a room.)  So here we are two years later and they are both finally finished AND hung. You can now understand Aaron's frustration when I announce that I am going to start a project, hehe!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJEALpf1P9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/C2gmE4Yd7L4/s1600/mag+boards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJEALpf1P9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/C2gmE4Yd7L4/s400/mag+boards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517191218623496146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1787478244484573829?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1787478244484573829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1787478244484573829&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1787478244484573829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1787478244484573829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/09/finally-finished.html' title='Finally Finished'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TJEALpf1P9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/C2gmE4Yd7L4/s72-c/mag+boards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-3464719388661350886</id><published>2010-09-13T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T14:54:04.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Toothless Smile</title><content type='html'>She is not even five yet!!  I think she must have fallen and knocked it loose somehow, it just seems sooo early!  She couldn't be more proud, she shows everyone!  I love the toothless smiles, it is the crooked chicklet smile that I am not so eager for. All signs of growing up, it never ends!  Am I the only one that wishes I could put them in a time capsule?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TI6XZzn171I/AAAAAAAAAv4/FPenJvNNDC0/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TI6XZzn171I/AAAAAAAAAv4/FPenJvNNDC0/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516513063185280850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-3464719388661350886?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3464719388661350886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=3464719388661350886&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3464719388661350886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/3464719388661350886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-toothless-smile.html' title='Another Toothless Smile'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TI6XZzn171I/AAAAAAAAAv4/FPenJvNNDC0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8236549306414621401</id><published>2010-08-30T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:35:01.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli First Steps</title><content type='html'>I love how funny he thinks he is once he has made it across to the girls and Aaron! 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Next thing you know Aaron and I are going to empty nesters, that is how fast time is flying! Eli was all about the serious on his birthday, smiles were hard to come by, he was so intense with the playing.  When it came to eating the cake, he would only put the small crumbs in his mouth, he WOULD NOT touch the piece of cake.  He WOULD however, make his muscles man fit face if he was not fed the cake fast enough. We have absolutely LOVED having him in our home, and are enjoying each new day as his little personality develops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/THcb_Tjvl_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/4edbc1PfGu8/s1600/Eli+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/THcb_Tjvl_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/4edbc1PfGu8/s400/Eli+birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509903443506993138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5700913988164468725?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5700913988164468725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5700913988164468725&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5700913988164468725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5700913988164468725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe It!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/THcb_Tjvl_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/4edbc1PfGu8/s72-c/Eli+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5033702139254834821</id><published>2010-08-16T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:59:54.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redfish Lake</title><content type='html'>Redfish lake is one of my all time favorite favorite places EVER!!  This camping trip is THE reason that the kids and I stayed in Idaho for 5 weeks total!  I have been camping here every summer since always!  I missed my first summer ever last year, due to being 8 months prego.  I was determined to make it this year, even if it meant a month away from home. The trip was totally worth it!  It rained a little, but for the most part the weather was great, and the kids loved the beach and water, I loved just being there.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGm8nYb_-TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LHopC_n6RlY/s1600/redfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGm8nYb_-TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LHopC_n6RlY/s400/redfish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506139404197951794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5033702139254834821?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5033702139254834821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5033702139254834821&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5033702139254834821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5033702139254834821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/redfish-lake.html' title='Redfish Lake'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGm8nYb_-TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LHopC_n6RlY/s72-c/redfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8576182499109208819</id><published>2010-08-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T10:44:49.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ at Aunt C's</title><content type='html'>My aunt C invited us over to her summer house for hamburgers, crochet and a little unplanned dancing.  My aunt Miste, her two boys, my youngest brother Ivan, his little girl and my mom also joined the party. That is a sucker in Ry's mouth, just to be clear!) It was the perfect night..fun, family, food, relaxing and always with aunt C, good music!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGbUUxSTRuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/tCHkSorveTs/s1600/bbQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGbUUxSTRuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/tCHkSorveTs/s400/bbQ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505321047799580386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8576182499109208819?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8576182499109208819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8576182499109208819&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8576182499109208819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8576182499109208819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/bbq-at-aunt-cs.html' title='BBQ at Aunt C&apos;s'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGbUUxSTRuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/tCHkSorveTs/s72-c/bbQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1517971303712420211</id><published>2010-08-13T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:24:01.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildhorse</title><content type='html'>No horses here, just the beautiful mountains where we went camping with may dad and his family.  Aaron flew home after Mexico, the kids and I would stay another three weeks before making our way back. Of my dads 7 siblings, 5 were there, along with my grandma and grandpa.  Crafts, hiking, four wheeling, games,prizes and LOTS of Mosquitoes! Again it has been a number of years since we have been able to attend this year ritual, so it was nice to visit and catch up!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to through in the random pictures of the girls sewing at my parents house, I didn't know where else to put them.  While Aaron and I were on our trip, the kids stayed with both his parents and then mine.  My mom decided that she was going to teach them how to sew.  I just now realized that I don't have a picture of the finished project-oops, sorry!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGXA0ZKF8UI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XzuusmLeF1g/s1600/Wild+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGXA0ZKF8UI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XzuusmLeF1g/s400/Wild+horse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505018125869248834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1517971303712420211?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1517971303712420211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1517971303712420211&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1517971303712420211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1517971303712420211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/wildhorse.html' title='Wildhorse'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGXA0ZKF8UI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XzuusmLeF1g/s72-c/Wild+horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1715788707985756201</id><published>2010-08-13T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:48:59.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A once in a life time trip_Literally!</title><content type='html'>OOOH Sweet Mexico!  Aaron and I have married ten crazy amazing years. In those ten years, we have only been on one trip, just the two of us, and that was our honeymoon.  A trip to Mexico sounded PERFECT! The Mayan ruins were amazing, defiantly the best part of the trip, and consequently the only pictures we have on the trip!  As for the rest, I am just going to make a LONG story short, and say that I won't be going back any time soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGW7vhYuFLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/3cIDHwsMa7k/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGW7vhYuFLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/3cIDHwsMa7k/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505012544620598450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1715788707985756201?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1715788707985756201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1715788707985756201&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1715788707985756201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1715788707985756201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/once-in-life-time-tripliterally.html' title='A once in a life time trip_Literally!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGW7vhYuFLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/3cIDHwsMa7k/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6408990497300220702</id><published>2010-08-12T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T18:13:29.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July 2010</title><content type='html'>We were in I.F. over the fourth of July with Des and my mom.  Lighting our own fireworks was defiantly the highlight of the night.  I love the covered ears and covered mouths.  We got a room on the river for the "Biggest show in the West Fireworks". So the kids got to do a little swimming before all the festive fun started. It has been a few years since we've been around for the big Maleluca show, which was actually Saturday instead of Sunday.  A very successful celebration- I do believe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGSSZqUT-jI/AAAAAAAAAu8/59cbNstc3no/s1600/fourth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGSSZqUT-jI/AAAAAAAAAu8/59cbNstc3no/s400/fourth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504685614107458098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6408990497300220702?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6408990497300220702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6408990497300220702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6408990497300220702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6408990497300220702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/4th-of-july-2010.html' title='4th of July 2010'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGSSZqUT-jI/AAAAAAAAAu8/59cbNstc3no/s72-c/fourth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5593260559248837441</id><published>2010-08-11T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:55:02.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petersen Reunion</title><content type='html'>Aaron's Dad's family has a reunion every three years.  Reunion location and planning  rotate through Doyle and his siblings. This year the reunion was held up at Alturas Lake, located in the Sawtooth mountains.  Such a beautiful area!! We stayed in a group of cabins that were built for girls camp. The weather was not BAD, but it was not GOOD either. This meant less time at the beach- more hanging around the campfire and catching up.  It was good to see all the cousins, roast marshmellows, and just enjoy being outdoors!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGN-GpPmImI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Cjb03t8lAOU/s1600/Reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGN-GpPmImI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Cjb03t8lAOU/s400/Reunion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504381822192460386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5593260559248837441?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5593260559248837441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5593260559248837441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5593260559248837441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5593260559248837441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/petersen-reunion.html' title='Petersen Reunion'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGN-GpPmImI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Cjb03t8lAOU/s72-c/Reunion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7052095214585723100</id><published>2010-08-11T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:51:52.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho starts with the Petersen's</title><content type='html'>We had a nice stay with Aaron's parents and family.  The girls did a little transplanting with Gramma Pammy, some pine cone picking with Grandpa Doyle, BBQ'n and a lot of lov'n and playing with cousins, Aunts, Great Aunts and Great Grandparents. Only a day or two though because we were off to the Petersen reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGNvpqpNmjI/AAAAAAAAAus/ou2bD_S527E/s1600/pete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGNvpqpNmjI/AAAAAAAAAus/ou2bD_S527E/s400/pete.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504365931189344818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7052095214585723100?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7052095214585723100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7052095214585723100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7052095214585723100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7052095214585723100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/idaho-starts-with-petersens.html' title='Idaho starts with the Petersen&apos;s'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGNvpqpNmjI/AAAAAAAAAus/ou2bD_S527E/s72-c/pete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2435046874777414922</id><published>2010-08-11T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:36:47.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of Service</title><content type='html'>We were only around for two of the S.O.S projects this summer:(  This particular project we washed police cars.  We had a GREAT turn out, the kids thought it was great fun! Afterward an officer talked to the kids, turned the lights and sirens on and even let them go through the back of the car.  He was willing to open the front to them as well...He obviously didn't have children of his own... so I had to be the bad guy and lay down the law on the one. LOVE S.O.S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGNPtXMDBxI/AAAAAAAAAuk/r12PPlqtGJs/s1600/sos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGNPtXMDBxI/AAAAAAAAAuk/r12PPlqtGJs/s400/sos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504330810314131218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2435046874777414922?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2435046874777414922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2435046874777414922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2435046874777414922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2435046874777414922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-of-service.html' title='Summer of Service'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGNPtXMDBxI/AAAAAAAAAuk/r12PPlqtGJs/s72-c/sos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-840335853540078839</id><published>2010-08-11T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:06:13.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One year oler!</title><content type='html'>Rylie turned nine this summer!  She has outgrown the princess cakes phase, and believes she is an expert in the way of fashion.  My worst nightmare, I can't dress my little girl in what I WANT anymore!  All she wanted was clothes, no more toys.  She also choose to go camping,  which involved swimming, games and being spoiled with cupcakes from my friend Lyndsey.  We went to Red Robin for dinner and Aaron threatened to sing his famous Loud, Off key Birthday song, in both the restaurant and in the parking lot.  SOOO Embarrassing for the Maturing Rylie, and she loved it! She is such a sweet and helpful big sister and Love every minute of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGM3cDcolbI/AAAAAAAAAuc/FuZ9rn85Q_0/s1600/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGM3cDcolbI/AAAAAAAAAuc/FuZ9rn85Q_0/s400/birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504304124678149554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-840335853540078839?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/840335853540078839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=840335853540078839&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/840335853540078839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/840335853540078839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-year-oler.html' title='One year oler!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGM3cDcolbI/AAAAAAAAAuc/FuZ9rn85Q_0/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8647454572126617420</id><published>2010-08-09T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:24:33.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabric Flower</title><content type='html'>Start with a rectangle piece of material.  The size of the material will depend on size and shape of flower you are making.  The pink material is wider, because I am going to make the flower petals round v.s the red flower petals which will be thinner and pointed.  The height of the material will determine the size of the flower-small baby flower or large oversize flower.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLv_BNEpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/TVlXcXcX0Oo/s1600/step+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLv_BNEpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/TVlXcXcX0Oo/s400/step+one.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503482032389165714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take material and fold it in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLvfcmUjI/AAAAAAAAAuM/hNxRnXym62Y/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLvfcmUjI/AAAAAAAAAuM/hNxRnXym62Y/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503482023914132018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold the material one more time in half-the same direction. I then make a crease to mark the middle of the material.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLu1Q-AgI/AAAAAAAAAuE/n02Ga6PhBqo/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLu1Q-AgI/AAAAAAAAAuE/n02Ga6PhBqo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503482012591063554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting just above the crease mark-cut the material into the desired petal shape. Then do the same below the crease mark. The goal is to cut as close to the middle without actually cutting the middle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLuh3zN_I/AAAAAAAAAt8/AQJadiAb9Ew/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLuh3zN_I/AAAAAAAAAt8/AQJadiAb9Ew/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503482007385225202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your material should look this this unfolded.  Notice one of the cuts doesn't go all the way to the middle.  This will not work, you will need to cut it to look like the other petals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKGERSDMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/hynCxvL6S6g/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKGERSDMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/hynCxvL6S6g/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503480212732644546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take your needle and thread and do a running stitch through the middle. Pull tight and tie off.  I strongly recommend the upholstery thread, regular will typically break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKFypAa5I/AAAAAAAAAts/V3mXsCSeka8/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKFypAa5I/AAAAAAAAAts/V3mXsCSeka8/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503480208000314258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play with the petals and arrange in flower form.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat above steps with the second piece of material.  I do not recommend folding the two pieces together and cutting, it will not cut nicely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKFNZvQxI/AAAAAAAAAtk/c5651SoABHs/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKFNZvQxI/AAAAAAAAAtk/c5651SoABHs/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503480198004163346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have adjusted the two flowers place them one on top of the other and sew together in the middle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKE5LMf4I/AAAAAAAAAtc/8JiOm4BwUog/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKE5LMf4I/AAAAAAAAAtc/8JiOm4BwUog/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503480192574455682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply fray check to the petals edges and trim when dry. Hot flowers center piece.  Many use buttons, I also like the decor brads that are found in the scrap booking section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKETIpr7I/AAAAAAAAAtU/0CbO7DyQjgs/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBKETIpr7I/AAAAAAAAAtU/0CbO7DyQjgs/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503480182363238322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8647454572126617420?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8647454572126617420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8647454572126617420&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8647454572126617420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8647454572126617420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/08/fabric-flower.html' title='Fabric Flower'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TGBLv_BNEpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/TVlXcXcX0Oo/s72-c/step+one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6288714401328862541</id><published>2010-06-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:41:34.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days later!</title><content type='html'>My parents left Sunday after helping put the floor in AND my sister arrived Tuesday night! She and her little family stayed with us until the following Monday.  We stayed plenty busy visiting the Denver Mint, Hammond Candy Factory, the Denver Zoo, swimming at the rec center and playing in the sprinklers.  The weather in Idaho has been anything but warm, so they were able to enjoy three days of the sun, but it seems as though the clouds followed them.  Jason and the boys went to the Rockies game Friday night and enjoyed the game, food, mixed with a little rain! Turns out that four hours at the zoo is more than my girls can take, i.e. the picture of all four children in the double stroller. Eli sporting the pink stroller is another good picture.  The Mint doesn't allow strollers which was a treat in and of itself carrying the 24lb kiddo to, through and from the tour.  I was more than eager to relieve my arms when to my surprise, I had no stroller!  Des had hers, thus Eli in a pink stroller. He is comfortable enough with his masculinity, he pulled off just fine I think-hehe!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TBrqp9v5NpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/BdzjdjE3K5M/s1600/reading+trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TBrqp9v5NpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/BdzjdjE3K5M/s400/reading+trip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483953502947980946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6288714401328862541?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6288714401328862541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6288714401328862541&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6288714401328862541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6288714401328862541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-days-later.html' title='Two days later!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TBrqp9v5NpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/BdzjdjE3K5M/s72-c/reading+trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1056220089796542529</id><published>2010-06-16T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:52:04.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New floors</title><content type='html'>We have hated the carpet in our house since be bought it-carpet in the dinning room?  So we had an estimate on having the floors installed.  When it came back $2200- just for the labor-uuuh we decided to try another company.  The second bid came back at ONLY $1000 for the labor-for 450 sq feet!  Are you kidding me! Being the cheapo that I am, and having the father I do, decided to make a phone call and informed Aaron that his weekend was booked. He was not soo keen with the idea, but I reassured him that it would be no problem.  Long story short, it was a sliiightly harder project than I had anticipated-But no worries!  Here are the before and after's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TBmp1BSNUfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/r7wFtzGPmMA/s1600/floors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TBmp1BSNUfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/r7wFtzGPmMA/s400/floors.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483600749643256306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1056220089796542529?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1056220089796542529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1056220089796542529&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1056220089796542529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1056220089796542529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-floors.html' title='New floors'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TBmp1BSNUfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/r7wFtzGPmMA/s72-c/floors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4180117182632733761</id><published>2010-05-31T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:27:24.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>We went on our first camping trip in Colorado, which was also our first trip without one or the other of our parents.  Don't get me wrong, we did have a good time.  BUT, that being said, oh my gosh!  We only went for one night, which I had thought was a good idea.  First trip, short and sweet, break us in just a little.  Yeaah, camping is A LOT of work weather you go for one night or three!  I am going to go out on a limb and say it is not worth the work for only one night.  We spent more time loading and unloading than we did anything else!  Not to mention, I managed to leave home without my camera, so I don't have any pictures!  I did mention that we DID have a good time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning we loaded the car with Aaron's 22"s, BB guns and headed for the "grasslands"  The girls were a little bit skeptical when we told them what we had planned for the day.  We still lived in Idaho, and they were little the last time we went out.  When we got there, you could see Aaron start to get excited.  They were so funny to watch aim with their little visor on.  It looked so awkward, yet they were hitting the box, so they must have been doing something right.  It was cute watch them all walk out to check their marks on the targets, very serious stuff!  Eli was a champ and just hung out, the noise didn't seem to bother him. Syd did have a good time I promise-though she looks quite the contrary sitting in the back of the Durango. Before we left, we filled a walmart bag with other peoples shot gun shells and still didn't get it all.  I can't believe how lazy and uncaring some people are.  Aaron was happy to see his little girls enjoy something that he has such fond memories of himself as a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TASJM2zZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAs0/6WdAM9SuhL0/s1600/Memorial+Day+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TASJM2zZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAs0/6WdAM9SuhL0/s400/Memorial+Day+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477653900751919330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4180117182632733761?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4180117182632733761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4180117182632733761&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4180117182632733761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4180117182632733761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/05/three-day-weekend.html' title='Three Day Weekend'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TASJM2zZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAs0/6WdAM9SuhL0/s72-c/Memorial+Day+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6135908698365275758</id><published>2010-05-30T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:56:15.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis Summer</title><content type='html'>Summer has officially started at our house.  The girls last day of school was the 26th.  The girls loved their teachers this year.  Aaron was a little skeptical at first, he didn't think they looked much older than the girls! I can't believe it, one more year down- they just keep going faster and faster! Syd has one year of preschool under her belt.  She has a late birthday, so we get to keep her home one more year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TAMIB1xAICI/AAAAAAAAAss/ftiRJw2zvWE/s1600/last+day+of+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TAMIB1xAICI/AAAAAAAAAss/ftiRJw2zvWE/s400/last+day+of+school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477230399518154786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6135908698365275758?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6135908698365275758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6135908698365275758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6135908698365275758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6135908698365275758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/05/tis-summer.html' title='Tis Summer'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/TAMIB1xAICI/AAAAAAAAAss/ftiRJw2zvWE/s72-c/last+day+of+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4461704962520017366</id><published>2010-05-25T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:38:50.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby update</title><content type='html'>I had to get some shots of his chubs!  Look at that bum hanging out of his diaper-those are 4's!!  He is just so squishy and I can't get enough of the little stinker!!  And he IS a little stinker!  SOOO spoiled-yes by his three sisters, but I am just as guilty!  He is a little lounger too.  If he has the option of sitting or laying back and chill'n-he's gonna chill! You should see him in the grocery cart! Syd loves to climb into his crib when he wakes up in the morning and occasionally after naps to play with him.  He of course loves every minute of it!  I especially like it in the morning, allowing me a few extra minutes of sleep!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S_ykUs1RzII/AAAAAAAAAsk/WimGdUHLzI4/s1600/Eli+chubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S_ykUs1RzII/AAAAAAAAAsk/WimGdUHLzI4/s400/Eli+chubs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475431922514644098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4461704962520017366?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4461704962520017366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4461704962520017366&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4461704962520017366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4461704962520017366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-update.html' title='Baby update'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S_ykUs1RzII/AAAAAAAAAsk/WimGdUHLzI4/s72-c/Eli+chubs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8099706618140914720</id><published>2010-05-12T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:39:02.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Years Old</title><content type='html'>Time seems to be going faster and faster.  In another year it will be baptism #2! I have been truly blessed with the children that I have been given.  Abby is so sweet and loving.  She LOVES her baby brother, and is good friends with her sisters.  She loves to please, and will do what ever is asked of her with out questioning.  She is a joy to have around I love her more than she'll ever know!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun filled day with swimming, presents and eating out.  Abby opened a few presents from her grandparents and then she got a movie and a kite from us.  My favorite part of the evening was that she was absolutely thrilled with what she got, and had no expectations for more, so the surprise in the garage was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to through a couple of my favorite baby pictures in, can you believe those chubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S-rSYVZ9dTI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ACsFbXAZkaU/s1600/abby7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S-rSYVZ9dTI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ACsFbXAZkaU/s400/abby7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470416012899611954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8099706618140914720?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8099706618140914720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8099706618140914720&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8099706618140914720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8099706618140914720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/05/7-years-old.html' title='7 Years Old'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S-rSYVZ9dTI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ACsFbXAZkaU/s72-c/abby7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7801143420841896242</id><published>2010-04-14T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:27:06.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break fun</title><content type='html'>We made our annual trip home, just the kids and me. We were able to make it for my sisters little girls 2 year birthday party.  I miss being around for those small stepping stone moments/get togethers.  As always the food was great, knowing that when I got home I was to start my loose --lbs crash diet, I went a little over board with the home made cream of broccoli soup, homemade rolls, sugar cookies, cinnamon rolls and Easter candy. We were at my sisters house for three days and the weather was less that pleasant, so we were stuck indoors.  The kids didn't seem to mind, they love playing together.  Des decided to try a sugar cookies on a stick, a trick she read in some magazine.  I think they turned out cute, the kids were just happy frosting something, what kids doesn't love frosting? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8Xyf-_VO7I/AAAAAAAAArc/hLuSpvdXqQE/s1600/des%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8Xyf-_VO7I/AAAAAAAAArc/hLuSpvdXqQE/s400/des%27s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460036754555091890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was my moms house!  The weather was a little warmer, so the kids were able to go outside a little more.  Grandma is known for her crafts and projects for the kids to do. They were able to make these cute princess things called shrinky dinks.  You color them and then cook them and they shrink into a smaller thicker version.  It is crazy to watch.  Later when Des came they made them into cute little necklaces.  The next project was actually for me, but we let the girls in on the fun.  My parents have a wood shop, and my mom has taken up cutting adorable crafty wood for groups in and around the community.  This is something that I usually miss out on-living so far away- but I happened to time this one right.  I walked away with a "SPRING" and "Free Weeds"!  I love how they turned out!  While we were working,we noticed a deer in the yard.  The next thing we know there were 7 of them.  In the ten years that I lived there, I never saw deer come right into the yard, I guess it isn't uncommon anymore. CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8X9JzIl-dI/AAAAAAAAArk/efwGVpoV6Ks/s1600/gram+projects.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8X9JzIl-dI/AAAAAAAAArk/efwGVpoV6Ks/s400/gram+projects.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460048468043495890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter Bunny comes to our girls Friday night. Grandma always adds a basket, filled with all kinds of fun goodies and surprises.  We went to the towns annual Easter egg hunt( more of a neighborhood eggs hunt anywhere else), It was kind of a bust, they were not nearly fast enough! They were not upset in the least, because of the many egg hunts that they ended up doing, here, there and everywhere, this one had real eggs, and they don't like real eggs.  Des and her family came up later in the day.  All the kids ended up spending all afternoon hiding, finding and re hiding the eggs out in yard.  It was a nice day, again with good food and always great company-with the exception that Aaron was missing. I love Eli enjoying his first experience with the sugar covered bunny, and that toothless gum smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8YNXKSF-BI/AAAAAAAAArs/944P6xsTawI/s1600/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8YNXKSF-BI/AAAAAAAAArs/944P6xsTawI/s400/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460066289781700626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to leave for Aaron family Saturday night and leave for home Monday morning.  Plans changed a little due to the deteriorating health of Aarons grandpa.  We didn't leave my parents house until late Sunday morning.  We were still able to meet with Aaron's siblings at his parents house.  Again the kids had a blast playing their cousins.  I love Eli playing with "the boys"  It will not be long before he is running right along side of them.  Eli with Aarons mom gives a good example of how LARGE he is.  He is a fatty for one, but he is tall too!  I just got a bunch of 12 month jumpers for summer that are already crouching him, he isn't even 8 months yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8YRGjYLabI/AAAAAAAAAr0/1PUv6FW6c3s/s1600/petersens10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8YRGjYLabI/AAAAAAAAAr0/1PUv6FW6c3s/s400/petersens10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460070402506844594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip is still not over!!  Heath (my brother) was unable to make it to the birthday party.  I still hadn't gotten to see his new little one, so we made a trip to see them Sunday night.  Can you believe how tiny he is-at a month old even.  Eli still had 4 weeks inside me when he was that size!  SERIOUSLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8YUqLehXuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5YZjNwdWBCc/s1600/heaths+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8YUqLehXuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5YZjNwdWBCc/s400/heaths+kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460074313101172450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a very successful trip!  Eli was a great traveler, and there was lots to keep us busy.  That being said, it was nice to finally be home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7801143420841896242?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7801143420841896242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7801143420841896242&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7801143420841896242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7801143420841896242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break-fun.html' title='spring break fun'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S8Xyf-_VO7I/AAAAAAAAArc/hLuSpvdXqQE/s72-c/des%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5551010131821001478</id><published>2010-03-24T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:46:53.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>Monday we picnicked at the park, it was a lovely spring day.  There was forecast of a storm to come, but I took it for what it was worth believing that clouds would roll in and the temp would drop and maybe there would be a few flakes.  The day came and it started with rain.  I celebrated, I can handle rain, that means spring truly is here here.  Well the rain lasted for about an hour and then the snow.  I believe this was the biggest snow of the season-THE END OF MARCH!!  Needless to say school was canceled and the kids took advantage of the warm weather and super wet heavy snow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6rAb0xlPVI/AAAAAAAAArU/fAK6BBx5-6Y/s1600/snowday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6rAb0xlPVI/AAAAAAAAArU/fAK6BBx5-6Y/s400/snowday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452381883141012818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5551010131821001478?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5551010131821001478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5551010131821001478&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5551010131821001478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5551010131821001478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6rAb0xlPVI/AAAAAAAAArU/fAK6BBx5-6Y/s72-c/snowday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1629870894194921342</id><published>2010-03-24T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:44:37.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother daughter night</title><content type='html'>We got tickets to Beauty and the Beast and decided to make a whole night of it.  First we hit Red Robin for dinner-a table for 11, 6 of which were little girls, and three of those 6 were mine!  We decided to hold off on the shakes and go for dessert afterwords.  The play was not the Disney version, so the girls were a little disappointed that there was no Bell.  After the play we ended up at Cold Stone, where the kids played for almost an hour.  It was a great night, dinner, entertainment, dessert and great company! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6qj0KgrC5I/AAAAAAAAArM/hsCDU2bjcoA/s1600/Beauty+and+Beast,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6qj0KgrC5I/AAAAAAAAArM/hsCDU2bjcoA/s400/Beauty+and+Beast,.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350415455325074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1629870894194921342?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1629870894194921342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1629870894194921342&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1629870894194921342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1629870894194921342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/03/mother-daughter-night.html' title='Mother daughter night'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6qj0KgrC5I/AAAAAAAAArM/hsCDU2bjcoA/s72-c/Beauty+and+Beast,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8401774074589958472</id><published>2010-03-24T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:25:37.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>So he is technically 7 months this week, but these are his "6 month pictures"  I can't believe how fast they grow!  If only pregnancy would go this fast!  I can not say enough how much we love this little guy.  He is a little charmer, always with a smile.  He knows that I can not resist, which is definitally going to come back and bite me in the long run, but for now I give in and say "he's my baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6pYPgS6EyI/AAAAAAAAArE/yfd_2YThZKQ/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6pYPgS6EyI/AAAAAAAAArE/yfd_2YThZKQ/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452267322275926818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8401774074589958472?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8401774074589958472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8401774074589958472&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8401774074589958472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8401774074589958472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S6pYPgS6EyI/AAAAAAAAArE/yfd_2YThZKQ/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2849409416869073126</id><published>2010-03-16T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:45:37.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get the goobers out!</title><content type='html'>Sydney has a serious fetish with Eli's feet and hands!  She is constantly,three and  four times a day, picking his toes and fingers to make sure there are NO GOOBERS.  I  had to make the rule that she is not allowed to do it anymore if I am holding him.  She would grab his feet and try to do it while I was changing his diaper.  Seriously she is like a little monkey, grooming her little brother for bugs!  Eli is actually a pretty good little sport about the process, it me that she is driving crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S5_RIJ5N9AI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Syazpvq4ih8/s1600-h/toe+picker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S5_RIJ5N9AI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Syazpvq4ih8/s400/toe+picker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449304012166657026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2849409416869073126?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2849409416869073126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2849409416869073126&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2849409416869073126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2849409416869073126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-goobers-out.html' title='Get the goobers out!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S5_RIJ5N9AI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Syazpvq4ih8/s72-c/toe+picker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5672639880797667135</id><published>2010-02-20T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:35:04.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='l'/><title type='text'>Valentine Visitor</title><content type='html'>I love love love my sister!! It has been hard living this far from her, but she has been so good to come and visit as much as possible, which is GREAT, and I appreciate more than she knows.  She flew in last Wednesday and we started the visit off with a trip into Denver for the musical Legally Blond. It was a great night, with the help of my friend Marie, who drove and showed us the ropes!  We filled the rest of her visit with shopping, dinner, a movie, a visit to a scrap metal zoo, and then there was the built in babysitter for a Valentines date!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S4C0KTHkx2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/tQqYEtqV2Es/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S4C0KTHkx2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/tQqYEtqV2Es/s400/valentine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440546438887294818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were out like a light after the day of shopping, a movie and the zoo!  Sunday the girls received their traditional valentine socks and sucker.  I am not sure how the tradition with socks will last with Eli in the mix now, I was able to find Incredibles socks for him this year, so I guess we'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5672639880797667135?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5672639880797667135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5672639880797667135&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5672639880797667135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5672639880797667135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentine-visitor.html' title='Valentine Visitor'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S4C0KTHkx2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/tQqYEtqV2Es/s72-c/valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6437456901403059935</id><published>2010-01-22T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:13:34.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Chubalub</title><content type='html'>My little man is getting closer to five months now, but these are the pictures taken in the last few weeks.  My little, not so little guy weighed in at 18.9 lbs at his 4 month check up.  Needless to say there is no worries about his growth!  While it does make me a little sad when I see babies his age that are literally half his size, OHHH HOW I LOVE THE CHUBS!!  He has been such a happy little guy and we are loving every minute of his sweetness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S1paIur37MI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YfhpqpCjBEA/s1600-h/Eli+4+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S1paIur37MI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YfhpqpCjBEA/s400/Eli+4+mo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429751406766058690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6437456901403059935?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6437456901403059935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6437456901403059935&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6437456901403059935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6437456901403059935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/01/mr-chubalub.html' title='Mr. Chubalub'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S1paIur37MI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YfhpqpCjBEA/s72-c/Eli+4+mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6001797751081473394</id><published>2010-01-12T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:20:39.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Drill gone bad</title><content type='html'>So I was warming some white chicken chili that I has pulled out of the freezer.  I had turned the heat on hi so the it would boil and melt the frozen chunks.  Anyway Aaron called me upstairs for some help, and I got distracted until I started to smell burning.  I run downstairs to see the whole downstairs filled with smoke!  Gasp-where were the children!!!...yeeah they were in the middle of the smoke filled room playing on the computer!  Oh my gosh!!!  I have no idea what they were thinking, or weren't for that matter.  When I asked them how long it had been smoking/smelling- about five minutes.  AAAAHHH!  No, there was no fire, but they didn't know that for sure.  Needless to say we had a little sit down on fire safety, which I thought that we had already done.  Obviously we needed a refresher course!  Now I am not trying avoid responsibility here.  If I hadn't left the chili on hi and then forgot about it, none of this would of happened, I get that.  But SERIOUSLY, a simple shout out "Mom something smells" or "Mom, the kitchen is smoking" would have been nice! I can't even let myself think "What if"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S00vBtc-S4I/AAAAAAAAAqk/fZs3j1I4azE/s1600-h/9-7-2009-053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S00vBtc-S4I/AAAAAAAAAqk/fZs3j1I4azE/s400/9-7-2009-053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426044832478808962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This is not a picture of my house- but you get the picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6001797751081473394?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6001797751081473394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6001797751081473394&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6001797751081473394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6001797751081473394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2010/01/fire-drill-gone-bad.html' title='Fire Drill gone bad'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/S00vBtc-S4I/AAAAAAAAAqk/fZs3j1I4azE/s72-c/9-7-2009-053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4237893178814659214</id><published>2009-12-31T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:19:07.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first Christmas</title><content type='html'>So this was the first Christmas that my family has not spent Christmas with either Aaron's family or mine.  Aaron was more than pleased with this decision, and did his best to keep the kids entertained and start some family traditions of our own.  I will admit, I had a few moment when I missed being home, but on the whole he was quit successful!!  We decorated ginger bread cookies, sugar cookies for Santa, took goodies to friends and saw Santa on more than one occasion.(Library Santa continues to be my favorite).  The kids each drew a name and we went shopping for their Christmas gifts, which they loved!  We went out for lunch Christmas Eve, and then sat down and had a family home evening, focusing on the Jesus and his birth, followed by the tradition opening their pj's present. Christmas day was filled with plenty of presents, cinnamon rolls and later in that afternoon we went to Alvin and the Chipmunks the squeakual.  So that is our Christmas in a nutshell, our first private Christmas, with out a hitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sz0Qu6rOaAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nfVJw41o6-Y/s1600-h/chirstmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sz0Qu6rOaAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nfVJw41o6-Y/s400/chirstmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421507924634527746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4237893178814659214?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4237893178814659214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4237893178814659214&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4237893178814659214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4237893178814659214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-first-christmas.html' title='Our first Christmas'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sz0Qu6rOaAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nfVJw41o6-Y/s72-c/chirstmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7368125760458044281</id><published>2009-12-31T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:47:11.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Trip</title><content type='html'>We had one very full week of family! We were a little nervous traveling with Eli, but he was an amazing little trooper and we had a great trip.  It ranged from making homemade raspberry jam to riding horses, and don't forget lots of loves and kisses from aunts, grandmas and great grandmas.  For some reason taking pictures on Thanksgiving day is hard for me, so Thanksgiving day is never on the record.. and that's how we roll!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sz0NAefyjuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wBj_ZW45dpg/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sz0NAefyjuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wBj_ZW45dpg/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421503828261506786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7368125760458044281?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7368125760458044281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7368125760458044281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7368125760458044281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7368125760458044281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-trip.html' title='Thanksgiving Trip'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sz0NAefyjuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wBj_ZW45dpg/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4105582256126800213</id><published>2009-12-04T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:36:47.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>preschool fieldtrip</title><content type='html'>The theme for preschool this month was transportaion.  So my friend found out that her husbands boss owned his own airplane and set the whole thing up for us, what a sweetie!  The kids had a good time, each took a turn inside the plane as co-pilot. What a boss, to take time off of work to talk to your employee's, three year old and her friend! What a great experience for the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxmA2r7AV8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/8e9bjRF7rj4/s1600-h/fieldtrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxmA2r7AV8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/8e9bjRF7rj4/s400/fieldtrip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411498104253863874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4105582256126800213?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4105582256126800213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4105582256126800213&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4105582256126800213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4105582256126800213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/12/preschool-fieldtrip.html' title='preschool fieldtrip'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxmA2r7AV8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/8e9bjRF7rj4/s72-c/fieldtrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4277367064660156631</id><published>2009-11-27T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:28:15.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli's Blessing</title><content type='html'>It was only a little over a year ago that we were at church and a little guy was being blessed.  I looked at Aaron, who was deep in thought and asked him what he was thinking.  He said that he was thinking about what he was going to say when he blesses his son.  I just laughed, at this point the idea of a fourth child was not an option in my mind, little lone adding a boy to the mix. Here we are a year later and Aaron found himself thinking once again, about what he was going to say when he blessed his son.  We are soo blessed to have this healthy beautiful little boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxrscIWG6LI/AAAAAAAAAo4/jeNT7EEYz6I/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxrscIWG6LI/AAAAAAAAAo4/jeNT7EEYz6I/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411897870259775666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxBrjIC-JGI/AAAAAAAAAog/aXyMTJpFs7Y/s1600/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxBrjIC-JGI/AAAAAAAAAog/aXyMTJpFs7Y/s400/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408941403671503970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4277367064660156631?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4277367064660156631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4277367064660156631&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4277367064660156631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4277367064660156631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/elis-blessing.html' title='Eli&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SxrscIWG6LI/AAAAAAAAAo4/jeNT7EEYz6I/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1937991849539479121</id><published>2009-11-15T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:43:20.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby girl is FOUR!</title><content type='html'>This sweet baby girl was the smallest of all my babies, only 8lbs 3oz.  Unlike my her siblings she stayed tiny for the first four months.  This had me a little panicked, but as anyone who knows her now with her adorable little body and legs, there is nothing to worry about!  Sydney has always had a hold of my heart, allowing her to get away with things that her sisters wouldn't have dreamt have! She can be a stinker for sure, but she is the cutest sweetest, little girl and I am so grateful and blessed for the opportunity to have her in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SwDpwOvQCII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/75lAmxe9prU/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SwDpwOvQCII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/75lAmxe9prU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404576567643867266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli is my baby now, but Syd has been my baby for sooo long, it is hard to see her all grown up!  She decided that she wanted to go to Chucky Cheese this year.  On our way there we stopped at Sears to buy a vacuum.  We told Syd that was all she was getting for her birthday, thinking that we were going to get a reaction.  As we were leaving Chucky Cheese, Syd asks, with great enthusiasm, if she can vacuum with her new vacuum when we get home. She is defiantly Aaron's child!!  Syd was spoiled rotten, with clothes, money from all the grandmas, very thoughtful gifts and singing from her little friends, and cupcakes from her preschool teacher.  Thanks for helping make her birthday a special one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SwCyJ6wy-eI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OblsNZFXdxw/s1600-h/birrthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SwCyJ6wy-eI/AAAAAAAAAoI/OblsNZFXdxw/s400/birrthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404515436307085794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1937991849539479121?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1937991849539479121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1937991849539479121&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1937991849539479121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1937991849539479121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-baby-girl-is-four.html' title='My baby girl is FOUR!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SwDpwOvQCII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/75lAmxe9prU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6690290202426083683</id><published>2009-11-12T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:18:29.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Pictures</title><content type='html'>This was my attempt at taking some falls pictures.  I have now learned that for me and my lack of training, pictures must be taken in the morning or just after the sun is behind the mountains in the evening.  I haven't been able to get the sun to work in my favor as far as lighting is concerned.  I am also counting the days down until I get a new camera for chirstmas, this old one is on its last leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4pzREfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/51oM50m0eJ8/s1600-h/6+5x7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4pzREfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/51oM50m0eJ8/s320/6+5x7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403389239789425138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4SK3iKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/HOnQmUHojd0/s1600-h/4+5x7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4SK3iKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/HOnQmUHojd0/s320/4+5x7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403389233445963938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4EkvD1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZY11jkIxTkY/s1600-h/3+5x7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4EkvD1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZY11jkIxTkY/s320/3+5x7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403389229796364114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx33GyZ8I/AAAAAAAAAno/xJl4DeG_Leg/s1600-h/2+5x7+no+edge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx33GyZ8I/AAAAAAAAAno/xJl4DeG_Leg/s320/2+5x7+no+edge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403389226181093314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx3niLr0I/AAAAAAAAAng/bpfzQHaLVb8/s1600-h/1+5x7+tip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx3niLr0I/AAAAAAAAAng/bpfzQHaLVb8/s320/1+5x7+tip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403389222001028930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6690290202426083683?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6690290202426083683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6690290202426083683&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6690290202426083683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6690290202426083683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-pictures.html' title='Fall Pictures'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Svyx4pzREfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/51oM50m0eJ8/s72-c/6+5x7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6869871198446862153</id><published>2009-11-04T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:16:04.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Costumes</title><content type='html'>I thought that I was going to get away with staying home this year while Aaron went out, but fortunately or unfortunately for him he was sick with that nasty head cold that is making it's way around.  With a snow storm just three days earlier, we were pretty fortunate with the weather this year.  There was still snow on the ground, and it wasn't nearly as warm as last year, but I have definitely survived much MUCH worse.  It was so nice that Syd could keep up this year, no stroller.  I savored the moment since it will not be for long.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SvJcjWTPqRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/J3LpCgZT2Lg/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SvJcjWTPqRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/J3LpCgZT2Lg/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400480665522120978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6869871198446862153?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6869871198446862153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6869871198446862153&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6869871198446862153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6869871198446862153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-costumes.html' title='Halloween Costumes'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SvJcjWTPqRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/J3LpCgZT2Lg/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7065632530523389776</id><published>2009-10-17T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:28:43.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Eli</title><content type='html'>Yes, I do remember that I have three other amazing children that I love to pieces!! But Eli is changing so much every week, I can't help it, please bare with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpSA2OquaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/PNJwzT9_s-0/s1600-h/IMG_0861.111jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpSA2OquaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/PNJwzT9_s-0/s400/IMG_0861.111jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393713678240102818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpQ8evid6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/X7b4QcjpO3w/s1600-h/IMG_0869.11jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpQ8evid6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/X7b4QcjpO3w/s400/IMG_0869.11jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393712503704418210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpQ7zUxAhI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YiPiJUupcEw/s1600-h/IMG_0868.11jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpQ7zUxAhI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YiPiJUupcEw/s400/IMG_0868.11jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393712492049400338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7065632530523389776?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7065632530523389776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7065632530523389776&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7065632530523389776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7065632530523389776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='More Eli'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/StpSA2OquaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/PNJwzT9_s-0/s72-c/IMG_0861.111jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8493691289307453209</id><published>2009-10-17T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:44:39.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone Soup</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me, knows that I am not a cook!  So when we went to Miller Farms and came home with all those vegetables, I had NO IDEA what we were going to do with them!  Then the story of Stone Soup came to mind, and I figured that not only would Sdyd have fun, but if we did it with her friend, i might get lucky and not have to be the one who figured out how to make it.  Turned out I was right, I read the story to the kids while MY friends stood over the stove!  In the end EVERYONE was Happy!  We let the kids pick a rock, wash it and put it in the soup, after all what is Stone Soup without the STONE?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Stn_1J2WN7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/DGQ3Xigd6PY/s1600-h/stone+soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Stn_1J2WN7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/DGQ3Xigd6PY/s400/stone+soup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393623317394896818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8493691289307453209?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8493691289307453209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8493691289307453209&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8493691289307453209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8493691289307453209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/stone-soup.html' title='Stone Soup'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Stn_1J2WN7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/DGQ3Xigd6PY/s72-c/stone+soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1792652613000112753</id><published>2009-09-30T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:59:40.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles</title><content type='html'>He is now to the point where he is smiling for reasons other than gas!  He is just over a month now, and still changing so much everyday.  We still haven't decided who we think he looks like.  One minute it is Syd, the next he is more Abs.  Only time will tell, maybe he is just Eli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SsOp4VcAMeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4okl5IvBnnw/s1600-h/1month+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SsOp4VcAMeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4okl5IvBnnw/s400/1month+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387336364557611490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1792652613000112753?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1792652613000112753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1792652613000112753&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1792652613000112753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1792652613000112753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/smiles.html' title='Smiles'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SsOp4VcAMeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4okl5IvBnnw/s72-c/1month+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7482387411121923253</id><published>2009-09-30T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:45:59.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Field Trip</title><content type='html'>Sydney is in preschool this year.  She has been waiting since last fall to be going to "school" like the girls.  So she was super excited when Abby was in 1st grade, that being the marker that let HER start school.  This week we had our first field trip to Miller Farms.  It was quit the adventure. There was lots to do and not enough time to do it all.  Most of the time was spent on a huge wagon pulled by a tractor through the giant field of corn, pumpkins, potatoes, carrots, onions....and we got to fill a bag.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SsN9HHKfNyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/T5lFJwuEZwE/s1600-h/miller+farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SsN9HHKfNyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/T5lFJwuEZwE/s400/miller+farm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387287140400838434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7482387411121923253?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7482387411121923253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7482387411121923253&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7482387411121923253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7482387411121923253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/preschool-field-trip.html' title='Preschool Field Trip'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SsN9HHKfNyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/T5lFJwuEZwE/s72-c/miller+farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5423269404216807073</id><published>2009-09-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:17:57.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Duck</title><content type='html'>So last night was my first official excursion, by myself with all four! So I didn't have anyone to take a picture of the momentous occasion, but these pics are a good representation.  To my very pleasant surprise, Eli slept the whole time, so it actually went well!  I lead the crew with the shopping cart, and the girls followed behind with one pushing Eli in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sru3wRHIYQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KSeY7Z7GM9g/s1600-h/ducklings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sru3wRHIYQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KSeY7Z7GM9g/s400/ducklings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385099819306475778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sru3v4xc5FI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YquS9qPsIjc/s1600-h/surfer+chicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sru3v4xc5FI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YquS9qPsIjc/s400/surfer+chicks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385099812773094482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5423269404216807073?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5423269404216807073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5423269404216807073&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5423269404216807073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5423269404216807073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/mamma-duck.html' title='Mamma Duck'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sru3wRHIYQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KSeY7Z7GM9g/s72-c/ducklings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4952411355729959434</id><published>2009-09-20T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:45:44.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Eli</title><content type='html'>We are loving our new addition.  The girls are as a HUGE help, as they do not like it when he cries, and he cries plenty!! He is training them well.  I can't believe he will be a month on Tuesday!  The last of family left on Tuesday.  I was so blessed to have so much time and help from family, a total of three weeks!!  Not to mention a ton of help from all our friends that kept us fed and helped keep Sydney entertained. Aaron and I really appreciate everything...Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SrbaHzP0IuI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2d3CxDrMN_c/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SrbaHzP0IuI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2d3CxDrMN_c/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383730232118485730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4952411355729959434?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4952411355729959434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4952411355729959434&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4952411355729959434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4952411355729959434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-eli.html' title='More Eli'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SrbaHzP0IuI/AAAAAAAAAk4/2d3CxDrMN_c/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-1924385506119053928</id><published>2009-09-14T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:36:23.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Announcement</title><content type='html'>Just finished his birth announcement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sq6azgq1h_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/TcYJOucMCSs/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sq6azgq1h_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/TcYJOucMCSs/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381408814487930866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-1924385506119053928?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1924385506119053928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=1924385506119053928&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1924385506119053928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/1924385506119053928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/announcement.html' title='The Announcement'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sq6azgq1h_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/TcYJOucMCSs/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-423177346190511041</id><published>2009-09-11T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:53:59.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our BIG boy!</title><content type='html'>Our little guy Eli Aaron came to us as planned August 25th.  Everything went well and he was 10lbs 2oz, yeah not so little right?  These are pictures from the his first week, he has already changed a ton, but as you can tell I am a little slow sharing, more will come, no worries:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SqrhoeB_s4I/AAAAAAAAAko/sxpdmHlgEBY/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SqrhoeB_s4I/AAAAAAAAAko/sxpdmHlgEBY/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380360790219928450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-423177346190511041?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/423177346190511041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=423177346190511041&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/423177346190511041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/423177346190511041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-big-boy.html' title='Our BIG boy!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SqrhoeB_s4I/AAAAAAAAAko/sxpdmHlgEBY/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2367856149798997947</id><published>2009-07-28T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:59:33.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't 3D Great!</title><content type='html'>I love this ultra sound picture!  This little guy is not going to disappoint, looks like all chubs to me!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sm_JELe2RoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/VjxWS_NoBqo/s1600-h/eli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sm_JELe2RoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/VjxWS_NoBqo/s400/eli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363726754860385922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2367856149798997947?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2367856149798997947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2367856149798997947&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2367856149798997947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2367856149798997947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/07/isnt-3d-great.html' title='Isn&apos;t 3D Great!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sm_JELe2RoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/VjxWS_NoBqo/s72-c/eli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4097000263075736195</id><published>2009-07-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:28:45.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Visitors!!</title><content type='html'>We have been so fortunate to have so many visitors this summer!  This last weekend we had the pleasure of seeing Aarons sister and her family. We made our way to the Hammond Candy Factory in Denver for a tour through the factory that makes all their candy by hand.  Saturday we made our way back into Denver for a few of fun filled hours at the zoo. (when I say "we" I imply everyone but me, the zoo is a little out of my comfort these days)  The rest of the time was spent visiting, playing dress up, eating and watching a few not so good movies! The timing of these visits couldn't be better, it has been so nice to have something to look forward to and break up what seems to be forever before Eli comes!  We love you guys, appreciate the efforts made to come such a distance with your little ones, and hope you can come again sometime!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sm_BvOmlVNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/BcRrHi21a8Q/s1600-h/SORENSEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sm_BvOmlVNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/BcRrHi21a8Q/s400/SORENSEN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363718698339488978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4097000263075736195?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4097000263075736195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4097000263075736195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4097000263075736195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4097000263075736195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-visitors.html' title='More Visitors!!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sm_BvOmlVNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/BcRrHi21a8Q/s72-c/SORENSEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7785109320528812004</id><published>2009-07-18T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T04:31:43.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the Petersen Boys</title><content type='html'>Aarons brother and family made the lovely trip from Idaho through Wyoming to visit us this last weekend.  City boy meet cowboy..Yes that is his brother and no neither were adopted!!  We did our best to keep them busy and entertained, in hopes they might make the visit again one day!!  Friday we went to Boondocks for some miniature golf and go cart fun, followed by a trip to the pool.  Saturday the kids played on the slip n slide while Aaron took Justin to a saddle shop in Brighton. We spent the afternoon at a place called Dan and Busters.  We had never been before, I was a little skeptical at first, but the kids had fun.  The evening was finished with steak and potatoes compliment via chief Aaron and a few movies. We had a good time and are so glad that they would come and see us..hope to see you again in these here parts!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SmGyi_9sb9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/uG0QvTWjxLc/s1600-h/justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SmGyi_9sb9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/uG0QvTWjxLc/s400/justin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359761345903095762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7785109320528812004?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7785109320528812004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7785109320528812004&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7785109320528812004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7785109320528812004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-with-petersen-boys.html' title='Fun with the Petersen Boys'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SmGyi_9sb9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/uG0QvTWjxLc/s72-c/justin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-553488420501993687</id><published>2009-06-26T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:40:02.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>We had a week full of family.  Everyone was in good health and turned out to be a good week for everyone.  My parents and sister arrived Wednesday night.  Thursday the girls and grandma Ann headed for Fort Collins for a B-day shopping trip at ToysRus, lunch and a movie.  Friday my parents, sister w/ her family went to boondocks for a round of mini golf, go carts and token games, topped off with a couple hours in the pool.  Friday evening Aarons parents and sister arrived, completing the group party.  Saturday morning Rylie was baptized, which happened to be her on her birthday.  She was so excited, and we are so proud of her for her consistent decisions to make good choices and always striving to please those around her.  It was very sweet baptism, Aaron was choked up though the whole thing, having to pause before each blessing.  Rylie had LOTS of friends and family come and show their love and support. We headed back to the house for a BBQ, and then Ry wanted to go to the rec center for more swimming.  My family left early Sunday morning, and we were able to enjoy the rest of Fathers Day with Aarons family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SkUjdWUh-tI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HJuJ1G81Xw4/s1600-h/visitors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SkUjdWUh-tI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HJuJ1G81Xw4/s400/visitors.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351722719314574034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SkUjdK9oMYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/YFO9et0rAmI/s1600-h/baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SkUjdK9oMYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/YFO9et0rAmI/s400/baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351722716265722242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-553488420501993687?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/553488420501993687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=553488420501993687&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/553488420501993687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/553488420501993687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SkUjdWUh-tI/AAAAAAAAAkE/HJuJ1G81Xw4/s72-c/visitors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5819957544275887311</id><published>2009-06-17T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:16:53.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber Party...Success!</title><content type='html'>All evidence points in the same direction, I am getting old!!  My oldest is turning eight on Saturday. My poor children have never had a birthday party that consisted of more than family...no friends, no themes, just cake and ice cream.  I applaud all of you ambitious mothers, to much work for me!  Instead the girls get a slumber party on their 8th, 12th, and 16th birthday.  Seems like a compromise to me??  Anyway, we (I) just survived the first "party"  Rylie said that it was better than she had hoped, that is all that matters, so I call is a success.  It started with the slip n slide, then fingernail painting, make-up, pizza and a movie, cake decoration, sucking the frosting dry, and finally one last movie with plenty of junk food.  Ry only had three friends over, and like I said the night was a success.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sjm_jZvndYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/DZ5X9YDpl-4/s1600-h/slumber+part.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sjm_jZvndYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/DZ5X9YDpl-4/s400/slumber+part.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348516647406105986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5819957544275887311?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5819957544275887311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5819957544275887311&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5819957544275887311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5819957544275887311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/06/slumber-partysuccess.html' title='Slumber Party...Success!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sjm_jZvndYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/DZ5X9YDpl-4/s72-c/slumber+part.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-8727660473860037760</id><published>2009-06-16T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:01:13.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Photo</title><content type='html'>I found a great place for pictures.  I have been missing my spots back home, so it was fun to find something new.  These are pictures for the grandma's mothers day frames.  Mothers Day was a month ago, but it has been raining every evening for the last month.  Not that I am complaining, the cool temps have been wonderful, I will only be so lucky for them to continue.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjeymkiOL-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/uO4hofLERXY/s1600-h/summwer+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjeymkiOL-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/uO4hofLERXY/s400/summwer+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347939458237738978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjeymUbnbiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/yK3PhoCQNko/s1600-h/summer+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjeymUbnbiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/yK3PhoCQNko/s400/summer+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347939453915065890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-8727660473860037760?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8727660473860037760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=8727660473860037760&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8727660473860037760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/8727660473860037760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-photo.html' title='Summer Photo'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjeymkiOL-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/uO4hofLERXY/s72-c/summwer+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6547585153189332718</id><published>2009-06-15T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:31:35.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S 2009</title><content type='html'>Summer has arrived and so starts our second summer with the Summer of Service Club.  I didn't have my camera for last weeks project, we helped assemble the summer reading prize coupons at the library and gave appreciation cookies to our librarians. This week we met at one of the neighborhood parks and pulled weeds.  I love this program! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjcM3wUsePI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FRwLTnls0_8/s1600-h/sos.+park"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjcM3wUsePI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FRwLTnls0_8/s400/sos.+park" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347757234529794290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6547585153189332718?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6547585153189332718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6547585153189332718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6547585153189332718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6547585153189332718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/06/sos-2009.html' title='S.O.S 2009'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SjcM3wUsePI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FRwLTnls0_8/s72-c/sos.+park' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5675235045306613244</id><published>2009-06-04T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:17:47.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnimon Rolls without frosting???</title><content type='html'>I don't know if it was a dream or what brought on the craving, but I had cinnamon rolls on the brain this morning.  Not Pillsbury, or the flat ones from king soopers, but thick fresh cinnamon rolls with lots of frosting.  I called Great Harvest, and yes they have cinnamon rolls.  I drive 10 miles into town, but it going to be worth it right?  OH they have cinnamon rolls alright, wheat with NO FROSTING!!!  Who eats wheat cinnamon rolls without frosting, not to mention that they were 2.50 a piece!!!  I didn't think I needed to ask, "Now do your cinnamon rolls come with frosting?"  Maybe rasins or not, but frosting??  That is like asking if the hamburgers come with buns!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sifliah8_eI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OzV2Tr2hdv4/s1600-h/cinnamon-roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sifliah8_eI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OzV2Tr2hdv4/s400/cinnamon-roll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343491862298426850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5675235045306613244?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5675235045306613244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5675235045306613244&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5675235045306613244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5675235045306613244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/06/cinnimon-rolls-without-frosting.html' title='Cinnimon Rolls without frosting???'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sifliah8_eI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OzV2Tr2hdv4/s72-c/cinnamon-roll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7729801274579074032</id><published>2009-05-30T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:49:15.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How long will it last??</title><content type='html'>I knew it was only a matter of time!!  Aaron took the girls to Dicks Sports over a year ago while he was looking at clubs for himself.  They have a little putting green set up in the store, and the girls have been asking to go back ever since.  So this weekend we broke down and bought a set of jr. golf clubs.  They have been outside practicing all afternoon, with a few breaks in between, and the blisters to prove it.  So far it is looking like a good investment, but we will see how long the new lasts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiHBIaJc72I/AAAAAAAAAi4/b97InfGc7vI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiHBIaJc72I/AAAAAAAAAi4/b97InfGc7vI/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341762983240200034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiHBIpEyrWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/gAZm3UcYwZY/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiHBIpEyrWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/gAZm3UcYwZY/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341762987247185250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that form, and THOSE EXTENSIONS, defiantly pro material!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7729801274579074032?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7729801274579074032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7729801274579074032&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7729801274579074032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7729801274579074032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-long-will-it-last.html' title='How long will it last??'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiHBIaJc72I/AAAAAAAAAi4/b97InfGc7vI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2215351179802177008</id><published>2009-05-30T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:54:13.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times in Casper *&amp;*??</title><content type='html'>Who would have thunk I would be going to Casper by choice in the first place, little lone have a good time??  But it is true, the girls and I accompanied Aaron to one of his "favorite" store locations and stayed two nights and two days.  The first night and morning were a bit of a bummer for the girls due to the swimming pool being out of commission. The real reason for the trip was to meet up with my aunt who was also visiting the area from Arizona.  We spent the rest of the day with her, thus making the trip to Casper a "good time"  Seeing her is always good, no matter the location.  I didn't do a very good job with the picture taking, but you can imagine!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiG0U5FFHlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qbEL-sRG_Is/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiG0U5FFHlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qbEL-sRG_Is/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341748904050630226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in the cutest small door found at the discovery center, and a picture of the people they made.  We did finally make it swimming for a few hours before we had to check out, but a picture of the girls watching MORE tv, while patiently waiting for the pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2215351179802177008?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2215351179802177008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2215351179802177008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2215351179802177008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2215351179802177008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-times-in-casper.html' title='Good times in Casper *&amp;*??'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SiG0U5FFHlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qbEL-sRG_Is/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5817996446967112450</id><published>2009-05-19T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:59:34.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Waiting</title><content type='html'>The girls went outside to wait for a little friend to be dropped off.  When I looked out the window to check on them, this is what I found.  Just sitting out on the steps keeping busy, until the company arrived!!  Even more surprising they stayed and the little friend joined them, even with a promise of swimming in the backyard.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/ShNxQACH-9I/AAAAAAAAAio/im9j-UL_wfA/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/ShNxQACH-9I/AAAAAAAAAio/im9j-UL_wfA/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337734503064927186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5817996446967112450?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5817996446967112450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5817996446967112450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5817996446967112450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5817996446967112450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-waiting.html' title='Just Waiting'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/ShNxQACH-9I/AAAAAAAAAio/im9j-UL_wfA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-698570333352771966</id><published>2009-05-15T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:16:06.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarden fieldtrip!</title><content type='html'>I was picturing really hot with lots of dust, dirt and a red barn in the background!  I was pleasantly surprised! Lots of trees, shade and grass! The kids were not left disappointed either, lots of animals, swings, bridges, tree forts, enough to keep busy for 3 1/2 hours.  Abby in her hat and ears reminds me of my brother when he was little!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sg16n2kj44I/AAAAAAAAAig/NacOksVu76w/s1600-h/farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sg16n2kj44I/AAAAAAAAAig/NacOksVu76w/s400/farm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336055958586254210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-698570333352771966?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/698570333352771966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=698570333352771966&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/698570333352771966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/698570333352771966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/05/kindergarden-fieldtrip.html' title='Kindergarden fieldtrip!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sg16n2kj44I/AAAAAAAAAig/NacOksVu76w/s72-c/farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6192408678625472321</id><published>2009-05-04T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:36:03.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Trip</title><content type='html'>We pulled into Salt Lake City 11:30 Friday night.(7 hour drive)  Saturday the girls and I went to Ikea for a few hours and then back to the hotel for hours of swimming.  We enjoyed dinner that night with my whole immediate family, followed by another trip to the pool.  Sunday morning we attended the blessing of my brothers baby, and jumped in the car for home.  It was defiantly a short LONG trip, but it was good to see my family, if only for a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sf-JxI1olcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2ofnhy5DFkk/s1600-h/blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sf-JxI1olcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2ofnhy5DFkk/s400/blessing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332131961108993474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6192408678625472321?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6192408678625472321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6192408678625472321&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6192408678625472321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6192408678625472321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-trip.html' title='Quick Trip'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sf-JxI1olcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2ofnhy5DFkk/s72-c/blessing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-6079876733981247074</id><published>2009-05-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:37:29.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>Wednesday was Abs birthday.  I can not believe how fast time flies.  I love love love her baby pictures!  Those cheeks and rolls were so squishy, and she was such a cuddly little thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sfsik6NljdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/cH3OYlW4MwE/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sfsik6NljdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/cH3OYlW4MwE/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330892601419992530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is my little toothless 6 year old, and I love her still the same.  Not for the rolls anymore, but for all she brings to the family.  She is such a BIG helper and gets along so well with her sisters. We went to the zoo after school, and then swimming with dad and the girls. She choose Wendy's for dinner and capped the evening off presents, cake and ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SfsikuTLcXI/AAAAAAAAAho/4dqMbGiXgE8/s1600-h/6+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SfsikuTLcXI/AAAAAAAAAho/4dqMbGiXgE8/s400/6+birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330892598222221682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-6079876733981247074?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6079876733981247074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=6079876733981247074&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6079876733981247074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/6079876733981247074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sfsik6NljdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/cH3OYlW4MwE/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-4639721759070595619</id><published>2009-04-28T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:42:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My two front teeth</title><content type='html'>Last summer Abs took a face first fall and knocked her front four teeth loose.  The bottom two came out right away, but she was really good at leaving the top two teeth alone, even though they remained quit loose. So 7 months later we had a small incident involving Syds head and Abs mouth, needless to say there was no going back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sfci3Nl3v_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/lS_oGFiREXg/s1600-h/no+teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sfci3Nl3v_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/lS_oGFiREXg/s400/no+teeth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329767015952924658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-4639721759070595619?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4639721759070595619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=4639721759070595619&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4639721759070595619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/4639721759070595619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-two-front-teeth.html' title='My two front teeth'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/Sfci3Nl3v_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/lS_oGFiREXg/s72-c/no+teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-994439296388151281</id><published>2009-04-26T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:27:56.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Card Full</title><content type='html'>I went with Ry on a field trip to the botanical gardens in Denver.  My favorite part of the trip was watching her take a picture of EVERY flower until her memory card was full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SfT7-CTovaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/M-ng-jiljL0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SfT7-CTovaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/M-ng-jiljL0/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161302275833250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-994439296388151281?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/994439296388151281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=994439296388151281&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/994439296388151281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/994439296388151281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/memory-card-full.html' title='Memory Card Full'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SfT7-CTovaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/M-ng-jiljL0/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7743948417520984199</id><published>2009-04-14T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:36:23.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess 3 is enough!!</title><content type='html'>It is official, we will no longer be a house full of girls!  I made them prove to me that it was not an the umbilical cord, and it is true, defiantly a BOY!!  Turns out agreeing on a name was not as hard as I thought it was going to be.  So as it is scheduled now, Eli Aaron Petersen will arrive August 25!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeTG1FtN1hI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/6Nj3JtM_XOs/s1600-h/IMG_9713+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeTG1FtN1hI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/6Nj3JtM_XOs/s400/IMG_9713+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324599274825963026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7743948417520984199?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7743948417520984199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7743948417520984199&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7743948417520984199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7743948417520984199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-3-is-enough.html' title='I guess 3 is enough!!'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeTG1FtN1hI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/6Nj3JtM_XOs/s72-c/IMG_9713+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7648085931228288471</id><published>2009-04-14T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:05:11.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We left Easter Sunday for the remembrance of our Savior who died for us. The girls finally get to wear their new Easter dresses to church, along with a few pictures from the day before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeTBdVqX-SI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5itXyzK2u3Q/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeTBdVqX-SI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5itXyzK2u3Q/s400/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593369234012450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7648085931228288471?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7648085931228288471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7648085931228288471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7648085931228288471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7648085931228288471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-left-easter-sunday-for-remembrance.html' title=''/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeTBdVqX-SI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5itXyzK2u3Q/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-7102816022304739091</id><published>2009-04-14T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:59:01.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Bunny</title><content type='html'>We decorated Easter eggs Friday night. A special packet let us sparkle some eggs, the girls loved it! We enjoy all the Easter bunny festivities on Saturday.  Finding Easter baskets at our house and then on to an Easter egg hunt. The forecast was for rain, and the clouds led us to expect the worst, but it turned out to be a very nice Easter egg hunt, A big Thank You to Anika for putting it together for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS-biWhmaI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nL3KkeWYANs/s1600-h/eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS-biWhmaI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nL3KkeWYANs/s400/eggs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324590039745796514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-7102816022304739091?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7102816022304739091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=7102816022304739091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7102816022304739091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/7102816022304739091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-bunny.html' title='Easter Bunny'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS-biWhmaI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nL3KkeWYANs/s72-c/eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-2479361247728508614</id><published>2009-04-14T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:42:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One last stop</title><content type='html'>We stopped in for a day with Aaron's family on the way home.  A few wind chilling moments at my niece and nephew's soccer game, and then back to the house for a day filled of cousin love'n fun!  The adults were a little under the weather, but it didn't stop the kids from enjoying every minute of play!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS7RCN9nrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Lei76jm0BQw/s1600-h/shay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS7RCN9nrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Lei76jm0BQw/s400/shay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586560786374322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-2479361247728508614?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2479361247728508614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=2479361247728508614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2479361247728508614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/2479361247728508614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-last-stop.html' title='One last stop'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS7RCN9nrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Lei76jm0BQw/s72-c/shay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612688081752235466.post-5364609636527782353</id><published>2009-04-14T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:33:22.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Grandma's house</title><content type='html'>We said our goodbyes to my sister and decided to try our luck at my parents house.  We did fare a little better.  We made homemade strawberry jam and the kids enjoyed grandmas fun box of crafts and activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS5Voy72rI/AAAAAAAAAgw/iyxy4OWm3eU/s1600-h/gvaden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS5Voy72rI/AAAAAAAAAgw/iyxy4OWm3eU/s400/gvaden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584440838216370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612688081752235466-5364609636527782353?l=petersengirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5364609636527782353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612688081752235466&amp;postID=5364609636527782353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5364609636527782353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612688081752235466/posts/default/5364609636527782353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petersengirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/off-to-grandmas-house.html' title='Off to Grandma&apos;s house'/><author><name>My Angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01169593556531585493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pNV5287cBLk/SeS5Voy72rI/AAAAAAAAAgw/iyxy4OWm3eU/s72-c/gvaden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
