<?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-1937534695118476136</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:27:31.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kami's Love</title><subtitle type='html'>'Finding joy in the journey.'</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-339808111944120347</id><published>2010-05-13T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:30:47.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready to Graduate!</title><content type='html'>Austin is graduating from Preschool next week. I know he is only 3 but he is a genius!! Just kidding! ;) His little daycare does preschool 3 days a week and he does the activities with all the other kids. Next week they are graduating with a little ceremony and everything. Heidi (his teacher) told me he had a little part in the program. (Bet ya 20 bucks he won't do it but we will try) She was helping him with his little part 'Never say never' and he said 'Never say shut-up'. Oops!! She thought it was funny but I was embarrassed. So she changed his part to 'Never say shush-up'. That works! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-339808111944120347?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/339808111944120347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=339808111944120347' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/339808111944120347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/339808111944120347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Getting Ready to Graduate!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-7759555503881883188</id><published>2010-05-06T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:57:05.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I get so lucky!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-Me64cXBdI/AAAAAAAAAnw/VMagnyKtdYo/s1600/Austin-Mother%27s+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-Me64cXBdI/AAAAAAAAAnw/VMagnyKtdYo/s320/Austin-Mother%27s+Day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468248369490494930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin surprised me with this beautiful pot of 'flowers' that he made at 'school'!! It was so sweet! I don't know if you can tell from the picture but he took just a little bite out of one of the 'flowers'. That's my Austin!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-Md6XhkMQI/AAAAAAAAAno/jGPh5I70QWE/s1600/Austin-Mothers+Day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-Md6XhkMQI/AAAAAAAAAno/jGPh5I70QWE/s320/Austin-Mothers+Day+2.jpg" border="0" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-7759555503881883188?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/7759555503881883188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=7759555503881883188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7759555503881883188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7759555503881883188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-did-i-get-so-lucky.html' title='How did I get so lucky!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-Me64cXBdI/AAAAAAAAAnw/VMagnyKtdYo/s72-c/Austin-Mother%27s+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-7578539880387599764</id><published>2010-05-04T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:11:57.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They make me proud!!</title><content type='html'>I know being 'prideful' is a sin but I can't help it! I have had so much fun watching my boys play baseball!! Of course all we do at our house is watch the Rockies and play catch so you would think I would be tired of baseball but I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson is playing 1st base and he takes it pretty seriously. His coach calls him 'scoopa loopa' because he can catch those ground balls like no one else. I have proof that is all he does at home...you should see my garage door. Oh well.  He seems so grown up when he plays. Just a different Tyson to me. He wants to be on a traveling team so bad! Of course as a parent I want what my kids want but a traveling team?? Ugh. We will see if they pick him this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-B-ALLdv6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/t0dYHOy2ZhI/s1600/Tyson-Baseball+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-B-ALLdv6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/t0dYHOy2ZhI/s320/Tyson-Baseball+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467508489093758882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Jordan. That kid can hit the ball!! He never strikes out. He is still doing the pitching machine so next year it might be different but I will enjoy his success while I can. Jordan has such short legs (and I swear one leg is shorter than the other)it is the funniest thing to see him run. I can pick him out of the crowd just by the way he walks and runs. The thing about Jordan is he is serious as a heart attack when he plays. To him nothing exists outside that ball field. It's pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-B9_ttLmYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/dH75bKXPFTk/s1600/Jordan-Baseball+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-B9_ttLmYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/dH75bKXPFTk/s320/Jordan-Baseball+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467508481182112130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin. I wish he was a little older because when we go to watch a game, he is all over that park. He won't sit and just watch the game or even play with a toy. He has to be checking everything out and so half the time I am chasing him so I don't lose him. Ugh. He has his own little mit and he will ask to play catch with anyone but his aim isn't the best yet so he usually gets us in the face. Too funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The pictures are awful because I took them with my phone.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-7578539880387599764?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/7578539880387599764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=7578539880387599764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7578539880387599764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7578539880387599764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-make-me-proud.html' title='They make me proud!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/S-B-ALLdv6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/t0dYHOy2ZhI/s72-c/Tyson-Baseball+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-4495961555012407278</id><published>2009-11-13T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:16:07.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY??!!?!??!?!?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RVSf-RyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/yGPGLCBKAW0/s1600-h/November+2009+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RVSf-RyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/yGPGLCBKAW0/s320/November+2009+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403775660332042018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RVMyFwQI/AAAAAAAAAnA/SiRrjwYRGCs/s1600-h/November+2009+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RVMyFwQI/AAAAAAAAAnA/SiRrjwYRGCs/s320/November+2009+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403775658797416706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RUn5CcrI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Go5uRNnV1T0/s1600-h/November+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RUn5CcrI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Go5uRNnV1T0/s320/November+2009+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403775648894448306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanted to cry today!! I worked last night so I slept a little this morning and planned on laying down with Austin for awhile this afternoon. Well...he wouldn't lay down. UGH!!! I should have got up and started doing something so I would stay awake but I tried to 'rest my eyes' and keep track of the little stinker. I woke up 30 minutes later to a few extra decorations that I hadn't planned on. Austin had found a package of markers!! (Thanks goodness they were erasable!!) I have to admit he is quite artistic. His 'art' was bubbly and carefully placed just the way he wanted it. I had to laugh otherwise I would have cried. I pulled out my camera to take pictures and Austin walked up and started babbling while pointing at his art, telling me all about it. Oh my!! Thank goodness he is so sweet otherwise he would always be in big trouble!!  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-4495961555012407278?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/4495961555012407278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=4495961555012407278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/4495961555012407278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/4495961555012407278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/11/really.html' title='REALLY??!!?!??!?!?!!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sv4RVSf-RyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/yGPGLCBKAW0/s72-c/November+2009+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-4915178337434097137</id><published>2009-09-22T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:31:54.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check. It. Out!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is the funniest website I have seen in awhile!!!  &lt;br /&gt;www.peopleofwalmart.com&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Im retarded with computers so I don't know how to make it so you can just click on it. Sorry!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-4915178337434097137?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/4915178337434097137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=4915178337434097137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/4915178337434097137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/4915178337434097137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-it-out.html' title='Check. It. Out!!!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-6307879805091362806</id><published>2009-08-06T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:57:02.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Tys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SnqLqJVii7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/N1ykRphKrrg/s1600-h/Tys+Baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SnqLqJVii7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/N1ykRphKrrg/s320/Tys+Baseball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366755462142397362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I haven't even typed the first sentence and I have tears in my eyes. My sweet Tyson turns 12 today. I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. I didn't get to see him for a few hours after he was born but when I did, he was beautiful!! (In all reality he was bruised, skinny, gangely and old man looking but I am his mom I did see that!) He was so sweet!! I remember everyone coming to see him. I loved it!! I met Ryan for the first time! LOL!!! Good times! I remember coming back from my muscle biopsy and crying for my baby. The doctor preferred to have him in nursery as much as possible so I could rest. So the nurses would bring him to me at night to breastfeed and then take him back to the nursery. A few of the nights, the nurse would bring him to me and tell me they would be back in 30 min to get him and when they would return, he wouldn't have fed because I just held him and loved him. Oops! ;)  So many memories! &lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad to think that in 7 short years he will be going on a mission. I can barely have him spend the night away from home. (I know it sounds dumb and unrealistic but I have anxiety when my kids aren't home. Well...after a few hours that is! LOL!!) Tyson has made me who I am. He is a blessing and ray of sunshine. His sense of humor reminds me to not take life so seriously. His sense of right and wrong reminds me to be Christ like.  His determination reminds me that I can do anything. Don't get me wrong he is human and not perfect but in my eyes he is a gift from my Heavenly Father.  I will cherish these next few years...they will go by fast. I love you buddy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-6307879805091362806?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/6307879805091362806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=6307879805091362806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6307879805091362806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6307879805091362806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-tys.html' title='My  Tys!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SnqLqJVii7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/N1ykRphKrrg/s72-c/Tys+Baseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-3408560254920477643</id><published>2009-07-01T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:27:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3 Sons!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku202ypvxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/WBKm1r0w8tU/s1600-h/Austin+Titleist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku202ypvxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/WBKm1r0w8tU/s320/Austin+Titleist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353573601237384978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku20gZCMaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DAVVYoXvv1c/s1600-h/Tys+Baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku20gZCMaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DAVVYoXvv1c/s320/Tys+Baseball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353573595224355234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku20f4qhYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rUYaNLmTFWI/s1600-h/Jordan+Baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku20f4qhYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rUYaNLmTFWI/s320/Jordan+Baseball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353573595088586114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted anything for awhile but I wanted to be sure I added this. My boys are the best 3 little men God could have given me. They are so good to me (let's all remember Austin is still 2...ugh) and I enjoy being their mom. Love you lots and lots boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Seriously....what would I do without this cheesy face?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku3gmTNR-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/L8M7v9NjFbE/s1600-h/Jordan+Summer+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku3gmTNR-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/L8M7v9NjFbE/s320/Jordan+Summer+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353574352724772834" 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/1937534695118476136-3408560254920477643?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/3408560254920477643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=3408560254920477643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3408560254920477643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3408560254920477643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-3-sons.html' title='My 3 Sons!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sku202ypvxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/WBKm1r0w8tU/s72-c/Austin+Titleist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-7724254872919879684</id><published>2009-05-18T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:22:12.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Ball Player!!</title><content type='html'>I know every mother feels that excitement when there child plays a sport. To me...watching Jordan play ball is like taking a hit of Morphine or something. It is so much fun! He is cute out there in the field. I can spot him from far away by just the way he stands. The little stinker has the 'adjusting himself' part down pat but I am going to pretend he is fixing his insulin pump. Pretend with me that is what he is doing and let's not think about what the other parents are thinking. ;) The last few games he would catch the ball and just hold it. He didn't know where to throw it...to many people yelling at him. I can only imagine how overwhelming for him. But tonight he figured it out. He played short stop and the ball bounced in front of him, he caught it, threw it to 1st base and got the kid out. How exciting!!! These moments make me forget the crap he pulls at home. I am so proud of Shane for being so good to practice and work with him so maybe Jordan will love to play. Next year...it will be time to watch Tys too.  So much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Big thanks to my mom for watching Austin a few times so I could actually watch the game. Austin + Ballpark = Nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-7724254872919879684?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/7724254872919879684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=7724254872919879684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7724254872919879684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7724254872919879684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-ball-player.html' title='My Little Ball Player!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-3864598702793834811</id><published>2009-04-24T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:55:47.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is tolerable again!!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh!!!! I feel so much better. My little Austin has become a normal little boy. I started him on a herbal supplement (called Focus Formula) that I give him 3 x a day and I can totally tell it is helping. Hooorrraaayyy!!!  He is so sweet! He sits and pushes cars. He watches TV. Did you hear me? HE WATCHES TV!!!!! He lets me rock and hold him for awhile. He rides quietly in a seat belt in the car. (Oh how proud that cop would be of my mothering skills now!) He walks around the yard just looking at things. I don't have to close every door in the house so he doesn't destroy everything. I forgot about all the little messes he used to make. Oh so much better!!!  Don't get me wrong....he still has little tantrums here and there and insists on taking lids off of all soda bottles. But other than that, he is a jewel!  I will post pictures from his birthday party next week. (Hopefully next week) :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-3864598702793834811?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/3864598702793834811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=3864598702793834811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3864598702793834811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3864598702793834811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-tolerable-again.html' title='Life is tolerable again!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-7898634253639575165</id><published>2009-04-19T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:06:58.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm losing it....</title><content type='html'>My little Austin has just about done me in. I'm sure you have heard me whine at some point or another about how busy and messy and naughty and defiant and whatever else he is doing for that day. The last few months I have just kept in my mind this stage will pass. I remember Tyson being somewhat as busy (not near as bad as Austin though) and now he is 11 and is a joy. This trial will pass....that is if I am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;I took Austin to the Pediatrician a few weeks ago and reviewed his behaviors and my concerns especially since we already have a son with ADHD.  He sat there and watched him go from one corner of the room to the next like a caged animal. He knew what I was saying. After I spilled my guts I felt horrible. I love Austin!! He is a sweet, loving, precious little boy!! I started to cry and I told the doctor that I really do love him but I am struggling right now. He was sweet and gave me a hug (a little awkward but very kind). He set us up with a pediatrics psychatrist in SLC to see what we can do.  Our appt isn't until the end of June but I am excited to get this going.  I have been trying some herbal supplements the last few days...not much change but I am still hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;I think yesterday was my breaking point. The little pill knows how to get out of his crib!! I was sick. Somehow he climbs out, without getting hurt, and  plays with his toys. I felt like I was losing all of my freedome. When he is in his crib, I know he is safe and I can relax. I layed him down for a nap today and it took me about an hour to get him to sleep. I was so frustrated by the time he was asleep. I can't do this everyday.  I went to Walmart today (I know...I broke the Sabbath) and bought a basic crib. Shane put it up tonight and so far so good. He hasn't escaped yet. Oh I pray he will stay in this crib until we get him figured out or I can reason with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-7898634253639575165?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/7898634253639575165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=7898634253639575165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7898634253639575165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/7898634253639575165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-losing-it.html' title='I&apos;m losing it....'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-5577306115713203127</id><published>2009-04-10T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:09:05.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New</title><content type='html'>My sweet sister left a little comment that said 'New post please'.  I know that seems whatever-ish but I could totally hear her saying that in my head with her cute grin. Silly girl....I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....not much has been going on at our little house. Well, maybe there has been. Let me start at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane-Still his usual unpredictable, fun, loving self.  I have been begging him to help me with little projects around the house. His honey-do list is getting longer and longer. So, I have started pestering him enough that he will do a project here and there. He has been working on replacing the bathroom fan for about....3 weeks now. Not bad. Baby steps. He has been golfing here and there. He always apologizes for going out to play a few holes but I know it helps him deal with the stress of owning a business in this economic crisis. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-I have been painting the kitchen/dining room. Of course that calls for a few trips to Lowes to 'check things out'. I have picked out a new stove and dishwasher. (I will just beg and use my pretty eyes to get my way. Works everytime!) I don't love to paint but it hasn't been that bad so far. I told myself if I painted I could get new carpet.  Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tys-Oh my Tyson. What has he been doing? He has been playing football with his friends after school. He didn't want to play baseball or soccor...I was kind of bummed. But, he loves playing football.  Shane has taken Tys and Jordan to the golf course to hit balls. He loves that! He is such a good kid. I am so lucky that he is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan-Jordie, Jordie, Jordie.  He didn't want to play soccor or baseball either. Little pill!! We might talk him into playing baseball with his cousin since his Grandpa Busch is the coach. We are holding our breath on that. Jordan is so far behind in school because he was sick for about a week. And I haven't been very good at making him do homework every night so he has lots to make-up. We counted all his pages that he needs to finish and if he does 6 pages everyday until Spring Break is over, he will be caught up. Yahoo!!!  Tys and Jordie have been throwing a softball around in the backyard now that it is warm. I love it when they get along and play good together. Oh...they also have been practicing their golf swing.  I'm a little nervous about that but no broken windows as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin-Oh my little Austy. Please slow down!! Ugh!! He is the busiest boy I have ever met. At dinner time it is nice to put him in his chair (he is contained...can't go anywhere) and have him eat his dinner. I swear not 2 minutes later, whatever he doesn't want to eat goes on the floor and he is clawing to get out of his seat. Please child, just give me 5 minutes. I have to say he is better about playing with his toys instead of climbing or destroying something. That has been nice. If we can just get past this 2 yr old stage. (Oh I hope it is a stage!) Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is about all. Not to exciting but enough to make a new post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-5577306115713203127?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/5577306115713203127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=5577306115713203127' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5577306115713203127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5577306115713203127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/04/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Nothing New'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-5374948948950353810</id><published>2009-02-27T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:14:36.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai570duhmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/EjeWZStgfV4/s1600-h/Winter+2009+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai570duhmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/EjeWZStgfV4/s320/Winter+2009+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307696598202877538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai57kkMYaI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QQxGEnUFHU8/s1600-h/Winter+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai57kkMYaI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QQxGEnUFHU8/s320/Winter+2009+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307696593935032738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai58OgDbXI/AAAAAAAAAkg/zEYUR75fS5E/s1600-h/Winter+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai58OgDbXI/AAAAAAAAAkg/zEYUR75fS5E/s320/Winter+2009+037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307696605191957874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling ya....he is a monkey!! I went to check on him and this is how I found him. Little stinker!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-5374948948950353810?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/5374948948950353810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=5374948948950353810' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5374948948950353810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5374948948950353810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/02/naughty-baby.html' title='Naughty Baby'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai570duhmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/EjeWZStgfV4/s72-c/Winter+2009+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-9093416683134692253</id><published>2009-02-27T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:10:22.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 Lefties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5Gz8FzHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/sqXNECVWkxo/s1600-h/Winter+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5Gz8FzHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/sqXNECVWkxo/s320/Winter+2009+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307695687528729714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5GmvVXUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/pa39lUPh55E/s1600-h/Winter+2009+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5GmvVXUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/pa39lUPh55E/s320/Winter+2009+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307695683985562946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5GaHRYNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/llSipdUzPOE/s1600-h/Winter+2009+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5GaHRYNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/llSipdUzPOE/s320/Winter+2009+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307695680596304082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan was doing his homework the other day and Austin grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. I looked over and noticed they are both left handed. They are cute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-9093416683134692253?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/9093416683134692253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=9093416683134692253' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/9093416683134692253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/9093416683134692253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-2-lefties.html' title='My 2 Lefties!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Sai5Gz8FzHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/sqXNECVWkxo/s72-c/Winter+2009+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-6320422632566036128</id><published>2009-02-04T19:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:05:43.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABSOLUTELY Hillarious!!</title><content type='html'>I have to hurry and write this all down because it is so funny and I don't want to forget!! My Jordan....God bless his little soul....is truly testing the waters lately. He has a horrible habit of talking, crying, singing, etc. SO loud!! I swear his volume is 'loud' and 'even louder'. Ugh!! I pick up the kids from school and they all are just yelling trying to tell me about their day. Who knows what that is about. So, I have to remind Jordan to turn his volume down. Today, Tyson 'accidentally' (or so he says...hmmm mmm) stepped on Jordan's foot and made him cry. Jordan's cry wasn't just a normal cry, it was 'I need to get as much attention as possible' cry. In fact, Austin started to cry because he was being so loud. I sent Jordie to his bed for awhile. We both needed a time out.  He also has learned that if he apologizes a few minutes after being on his bed, that I might let him off his bed. (That is another issue I am working on) So, here he comes and starts apologizing and begging to get off his bed. I wouldn't let him off so he went crying to his room again. I went upstairs to make dinner and Jordan comes upstairs with a bag packed with clothes and toys and tells me his is 'moving'. I instantly got a flashback of when I told my parents I was 'moving'. Funny! I asked him why he was 'moving' and he started saying how nobody loves him and we need to be nice to him. He starts crying while telling me all of this and his last sentence was ' please let me stay, I will be good'. I laughed so hard! ( He might need therapy now but at the moment it was so funny! I'm not the one who said he had to move. Oh dear.) He started going towards the front door and said 'this is your last chance or I am moving.'  I asked him where he was going, he said he was going to Grandma's. I asked him which Grandma and he said 'Grandma Busch'.  He didn't have shoes or a coat on so I told him maybe he should call Grandma Busch and have her come pick him up. He turned around and said 'If I knew her number I would!' and stormed out the door. I knew that wouldn't last long, it is cold outside! 5 seconds later he came through the front door again and said 'Okay, this is your last chance. I'm not moving.' Oh....that was the funniest thing I have seen in the longest time. So...a point for Grandma B. and we are going to start learning her number tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-6320422632566036128?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/6320422632566036128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=6320422632566036128' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6320422632566036128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6320422632566036128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/02/absolutely-hillarious.html' title='ABSOLUTELY Hillarious!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-2666551560243578268</id><published>2009-01-19T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:48:21.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SXVIzOJJ0sI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IK3viFsp344/s1600-h/IMG00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SXVIzOJJ0sI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IK3viFsp344/s400/IMG00019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293216981850903234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just real fast....I have to post this picture!! My little Austin is the funniest little boy. When he was born he looked exactly like Shane's Grandpa Busch. Exactly! Usually when moms see their babies for the first time, they think...'Ooh he is cute!', or 'He looks like my other baby', ect. Well, my first thought was 'He looks just like Walter!'.  Nothing wrong with looking like Grandpa Walter, I was just surprised. Now that he is almost 2, we have noticed little things that he does that reminds us of either Grandpa Walter and Grandpa John. It is so crazy!! Tonight we turned on 'Horton Hears A Who' (his fav movie ever!) and I had to take a picture of him watching it. The photo isn't all that clear but the best part of the pic is his little hands behind his back. Grandpa Walter walked with his hands behind his back exactly like that. It blows me away...so crazy!! And yes....they are/were both short and sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-2666551560243578268?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/2666551560243578268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=2666551560243578268' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2666551560243578268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2666551560243578268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-and-sweet.html' title='Short and Sweet'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SXVIzOJJ0sI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IK3viFsp344/s72-c/IMG00019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-9004031821389443993</id><published>2009-01-16T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:46:04.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A JERK!! No really....I am!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday was a rough day. I worked Tuesday night so I was running on very little sleep and when kids are fighting, yelling, whining, etc., I can't deal with it. My poor Jordan still has a horrible habit of throwing these fits that include throwing himself on the floor with a blood curdling scream in attempt to get what he wants. I hate it!! You have to understand he was my baby for 5 years and I ruined him. Plus, I have a little soft spot for him because he has Diabetes. Ugh! Back to my point.....Jordan came home from school and kept throwing these little fits and I was tired so I kept putting him on his bed for a time-out. The worst part of it was he would beg me to not make him go on his bed. I am a push-over so he knows that sometimes he can convince me to spare him his time-out. Well, not when I haven't slept much. So, after 7 times of being in trouble, I sent him to his bed for twice the minutes and after dinner he was to go to bed for the night. I could tell it broke his heart but I didn't care. I was to tired to deal with him anymore. After his time out, he brought me a note with a little picture on it. He cried and told me he was sorry. I loved on him but I had to stick to my guns and make him go to bed early. He gave me his note and went downstairs to play. I opened the note and about died. This is what it said: I am sory mom. I am sory for criing and I will do what you say. And here is the little picture that he drew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SXFPB4yjLFI/AAAAAAAAAh0/7CeoNM3sSU8/s1600-h/Jerk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292097930979912786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SXFPB4yjLFI/AAAAAAAAAh0/7CeoNM3sSU8/s320/Jerk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bad day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-9004031821389443993?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/9004031821389443993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=9004031821389443993' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/9004031821389443993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/9004031821389443993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-jerk-no-reallyi-am.html' title='I AM A JERK!! No really....I am!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SXFPB4yjLFI/AAAAAAAAAh0/7CeoNM3sSU8/s72-c/Jerk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-8904547075141123214</id><published>2009-01-13T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:26:45.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift of a Ghost?</title><content type='html'>I have to record this so I don't forget. I so wish I would have had a blog when Tyson was younger. So many neat things are forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Jordan had a little Baptism Program last Sunday because this year he will turn 8 and be baptized. It was really nice.  Jordan didn't say much about the program on our way home. He said he liked the cake, but who doesn't like cake? So, last night, he asked Shane about the 'gift of the Holy Ghost'. I wasn't there for the whole conversation so I am not exactly sure how it went but basically he wanted to know what kind of 'Ghost' he would be getting when he was 8. I never thought of how a 7yr old would view the 'Holy Ghost'. He wanted to know if it was a scary ghost or what exactly did they mean by 'Ghost'. We talked about how the 'Holy Ghost' wasn't really a 'ghost' as he views ghosts but he would be his invisible friend. And he couldn't understand how it would be a gift if you couldn't see him. We had a great talk with him and hopefully we put the answers in words that his little mind could understand. I am so glad he asked us about it. Really, why have a big day when you were going to receive a ghost?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-8904547075141123214?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/8904547075141123214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=8904547075141123214' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/8904547075141123214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/8904547075141123214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-of-ghost.html' title='A gift of a Ghost?'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-1780795147573286572</id><published>2009-01-09T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:58:23.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Ugh...</title><content type='html'>I hate January!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-1780795147573286572?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/1780795147573286572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=1780795147573286572' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/1780795147573286572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/1780795147573286572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-ugh.html' title='Still Ugh...'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-2573869333375595920</id><published>2009-01-07T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:28:58.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>It's really time for a new post. I am tired of seeing the chex mix recipe day after day. I'm not in the 'creative', 'writing', 'sharing' mood. So....until then I will look at this post. A post that took absolutely no effort on my part. Just the way I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-2573869333375595920?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/2573869333375595920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=2573869333375595920' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2573869333375595920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2573869333375595920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-3241043524959229549</id><published>2008-12-31T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:52:44.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Chex Mix</title><content type='html'>I was so excited when the 'Master Chefess' asked me to put my yummy Chex Mix recipe on my blog!  I am no were near her league in the cooking area but I must have impressed her with my 'so-so' skills. So here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of Rice Chex&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of Honey Nut Chex&lt;br /&gt;6 cups of Goldham Grahams&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups of butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of Karo Syrup&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of sugar&lt;br /&gt;Coconut&lt;br /&gt;Slivered Almonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix cereals together in a big bowl. Add sugar, butter, and Karo Syrup in pan and boil for 2 minutes. Add Coconuts and Almonds (if desired) in candy mixture and pour over cereal. Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-3241043524959229549?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/3241043524959229549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=3241043524959229549' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3241043524959229549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3241043524959229549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/yummy-chex-mix.html' title='Yummy Chex Mix'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-153539392556930510</id><published>2008-12-27T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:39:59.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SVaSivhaunI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_yZlkzMLo60/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SVaSivhaunI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_yZlkzMLo60/s320/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284572338335693426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick note to tell my baby sister Happy Birthday! We are 10 years apart...I feel old! Unfortunately I do believe she is more mature than me despite the age difference but that is okay. The saying 'saved the best for the last' is proven very true. Happy Birthday! Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-153539392556930510?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/153539392556930510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=153539392556930510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/153539392556930510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/153539392556930510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SVaSivhaunI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_yZlkzMLo60/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-5053722890121546396</id><published>2008-12-25T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:57:53.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost Over!!</title><content type='html'>Christmas Day is the shortest day all year long. Too many places to go while the new gifts at home taunt you to play/enjoy them. It is 6:30 p.m. and we still have to go to our Busch Home to share the Chrismas joy with. (Sorry...we are coming). By the time we wake up way, way early and swim through the wrapping paper and gifts, go to Grandma C. and Great-Grandma W., take a nap (very important), play with toys again, eat all the yummy food that comes with Christmas it is almost time to wrap up the day. Christmas stay around a little longer. We only get to enjoy this wonderful day once a year. To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-5053722890121546396?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/5053722890121546396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=5053722890121546396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5053722890121546396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5053722890121546396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-almost-over.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Over!!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-6681605285661516531</id><published>2008-12-18T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:27:09.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Example To Me</title><content type='html'>I know we have been counseled to not use the word 'proud', but after attending Tithing Settlement with my little family the other night, I don't know how to express my feelings any other way. I haven't been very good about teaching my children the importance of paying tithing. When they earn money or something, I remind them to give %10 to the church and help them figure out how much they need to give. But, I am not good at following through and making sure the money is given to the Bishop. So, Tuesday night I reminded Tyson he had made $40 raking leaves from the neighbor and picked Jordan's brain if he made any money or not. I don't think he did....he is the laziest little boy I have ever met. We sat in front of the Bishop and declared what type of Tithe payers we were. Of course, Jordan and Austin were Full-Tithe payers because they don't have any money but when it was Tyson's turn I got tears in my eyes. The Bishop asked him if he was a Full-Tithe payer, a Part-Tithe payer, or a Non-Tithe payer and Tyson said he was a Part-Tithe payer. He gave the Bishop the $4 from doing leaves and said he had made money earlier in the year and didn't get the tithing payed like he should have. The Bishop talked to him about taking the %10 out first before anything else is spent then next year he could say he was a Full-Tithe payer. Tyson said he would do that and would make that his personal goal. I stood there with my mouth hanging open.  I know Tyson is an honest person but what an awesome example. That took a lot of courage to tell the Bishop that he fell short.  Tuesday night he showed me that I can learn just as much from him as he can from me. I love ya Tyson and I am 'proud' of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-6681605285661516531?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/6681605285661516531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=6681605285661516531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6681605285661516531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6681605285661516531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/example-to-me.html' title='An Example To Me'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-5375382930407382528</id><published>2008-12-14T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:30:36.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>Yahoo!!! I am finally finished decorating! I cheated this year and begged for help and decorated as little as possible. My wonderful mother-in-law and sister-in-law came over last week and helped me get my decorating done. My mother-in-law should have a Masters degree in Interior Decorating. She is amazing!! My little house (that has a little house payment) doesn't have a lot space to move furniture or add a lot of extra decor. But Darla is so creative that she helped me change it up so I felt like I had a new house. Thanks Dar so much!! And poor Erin...she was kind enough to help me clean and get organized. I am sure she wanted to throw up a few times when cleaning the kitchen. It was amazing watching my kids actually do what she asked them to do. Jordan actually cleaned really well for her. He won't lift a finger for me. Little stinker. Thanks Erin for showing me that Jordan can really clean. Oh...and thanks for the little 'lecture' to the boys on how to help out. I loved it! You are awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;We bought a new Christmas tree for this year. I thought the one we got was a white-light one but when we pulled it out of the box it was a multi-colored one. I was bummed but when the lights on the top half wouldn't light up I was excited to take it back. We bought the one I wanted and got it decorated. The kids were excited and Austin kept trying to blow the lights out. Silly boy! I didn't put any ornaments on it this year. Living with Mr. Destructo Man guarantees every ornament will be chewed up, lost, or found through out the whole house for the next year. I know....call me lazy, I'm just not up for that this year. I bought a cute little Fisher-Price Nativity set so the kids could play with it and not worry about it breaking.  My little Austin has lost almost every piece since I put it out. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need to get the rest of my shopping done, finish wrapping, send out my Christmas cards and I can sit back, relax and remember the whole reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXYaXFNkhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QacgCml_Eog/s1600-h/Fall-Winter+2008+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXYaXFNkhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QacgCml_Eog/s320/Fall-Winter+2008+171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279864085545849362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My saving grace! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXb7NgxfYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/eBL4FMixWuk/s1600-h/Fall-Winter+2008+170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXb7NgxfYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/eBL4FMixWuk/s320/Fall-Winter+2008+170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279867948447661442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXb6Wc10VI/AAAAAAAAAgI/DD8B4-61Yxo/s1600-h/Fall-Winter+2008+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXb6Wc10VI/AAAAAAAAAgI/DD8B4-61Yxo/s320/Fall-Winter+2008+173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279867933667217746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big helper! Not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXb6A4AGCI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KEaJbdmi_6Q/s1600-h/Fall-Winter+2008+175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXb6A4AGCI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KEaJbdmi_6Q/s320/Fall-Winter+2008+175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279867927875557410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Send me the bill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXXU8YMeiI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/C50iel3oA-s/s1600-h/Fall-Winter+2008+179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXXU8YMeiI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/C50iel3oA-s/s320/Fall-Winter+2008+179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279862892966738466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da!!! Looks great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-5375382930407382528?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/5375382930407382528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=5375382930407382528' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5375382930407382528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/5375382930407382528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/SUXYaXFNkhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QacgCml_Eog/s72-c/Fall-Winter+2008+171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-6548070885489079403</id><published>2008-12-10T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:38:22.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days left!</title><content type='html'>My children reminded me this morning there are only 14 days until Santa comes. Reality hit me! I have so much to do and so little time!!!! I don't even have a Christmas tree yet! Ugh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-6548070885489079403?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/6548070885489079403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=6548070885489079403' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6548070885489079403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6548070885489079403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/14-days-left.html' title='14 days left!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-3412556134604930460</id><published>2008-12-04T11:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:33:49.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So True!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STgvtuxHGBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YqygjeJ_eH0/s1600-h/old+Austin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STgvtuxHGBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YqygjeJ_eH0/s320/old+Austin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276019426159171602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys probably saw this on Facebook but I had to put it on my blog too. Erin and her photography skills!! She amazes me! Shane posted this on his page and wrote - this is what Austin will look like when he is 85! Ahahahahahhhhh!!! I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-3412556134604930460?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/3412556134604930460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=3412556134604930460' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3412556134604930460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/3412556134604930460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-true.html' title='So True!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STgvtuxHGBI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YqygjeJ_eH0/s72-c/old+Austin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-2577036953484905030</id><published>2008-12-04T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:23:06.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We need to do more than the minimum...</title><content type='html'>I have a wonderful friend that Heavenly Father blessed me with. I am sure in our Pre-mortal existence she promised to be my friend to help me stay close to the gospel. I love her for that! She is someone I look up to and strive be like. She put this video on Facebook and I cried while watching it. I have to share it.&lt;br /&gt;I also want to add that the words of our Prophets gives me so much peace. I am scared to see the signs of the times become reality. I am scared for my children and all they are going to have to endure, considering they are the ones Heavenly Father reserved for the last days. I watch the news in disbelief at all the murders, natural disasters, financial difficulty, and our economic status.  I question my food storage....is it going to be enough? I worry about being prepared for whatever is lurking around the corner to test me. The words of the Prophets are comforting and help me feel safe.  The video mentioned we need to be more than just members of the church. It won't be enough to do the minimum. I am doing the minimum and sometimes fail to maintain that. I hope this video inspires you as much as it inspired me. It is time to prepare for the Second Coming of the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IqaesQ2EE8w&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IqaesQ2EE8w&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-2577036953484905030?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/2577036953484905030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=2577036953484905030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2577036953484905030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2577036953484905030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-need-to-do-more-than-minimum.html' title='We need to do more than the minimum...'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-2132516876527192743</id><published>2008-12-01T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:15:04.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I went to the Spanish Fork Chirstmas Fair. So much fun!! I found an adorable little saying in a cute picture frame and for some reason it makes me so happy whenever I see it. I know....crazy, but fun. This is what it says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy n: a noise with dirt on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahah!!! So true! I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-2132516876527192743?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/2132516876527192743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=2132516876527192743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2132516876527192743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/2132516876527192743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-6789768322664477242</id><published>2008-12-01T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:12:09.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Love, Love this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0fVb0SA0qs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0fVb0SA0qs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think this Edward is better than the one in the movie? I love the movie but this Edward is more of what I imagined from the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-6789768322664477242?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/6789768322664477242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=6789768322664477242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6789768322664477242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/6789768322664477242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-love-love-this.html' title='Love, Love, Love this!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937534695118476136.post-8700810597494122748</id><published>2008-11-30T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:04:07.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Fun!</title><content type='html'>The Busch Family had so much fun the last few days! Where do I start? We all (yes, all of us, 10 adults, 11 children and 3 under the age of 2) stayed at the ever-so-gracious Ryan and Melissa Oldham's Mansion. So much fun!! Lots of kids, lots of laughs, lots of good times went down in the history book the last 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;We started with family pictures. Why do I get so stressed for family pictures? I hate it!!! Austin was beastly for the adorable girl taking the pictures. I think I have ruined him by taking so many pictures of him. He sees a camera looking at him and he turns his head or walks off. Goof ball!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...we had a yummy Thanksgiving dinner. We just sat around all day and enjoyed each others company. One of the things I love about my sister-in-laws is they are pretty much my children's mother too. I barely knew I had children the last 5 days. Thank you Erin, Melissa, Shawn, and Mindy. Thursday night we put on our 'Twilight shirts' (thank you Dar) and went to see Twilight. So cool!! Can't wait to go again.&lt;br /&gt;We got up at 6 a.m. on Friday and shopped until we pretty much dropped. I do believe I am ready for Christmas. Yahoo!!  Shane was sweet and took Austin home so I could shop without a baby on my hip. It was wonderful! (Thanks babe!) Friday night we took the kids to Jumping Jacks in Spanish Fork. So fun!!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to a 'Craft Show'. Shane lost a lot of money thanks to me. So many fun booths but never enough money. That night we had an adult night out. (Big thanks to Mindy and Rob for babysitting!) Erin, Darla, and I went to see '4 Christmases'. Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning we had to wrap up the fun and return to reality. It is nice to be home again but I already miss my Busch sistas. Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsHEJGYMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cOxXLHglI7U/s1600-h/Twilight+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsHEJGYMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cOxXLHglI7U/s320/Twilight+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274678457207775426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busch girls with fun 'Twilight' shirts before the movie.&lt;br /&gt;(We look like Vampires too. I forgot to fix the Red-eye. Oops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsGtduP4I/AAAAAAAAAco/q3digsas9ME/s1600-h/Jumping+Jacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsGtduP4I/AAAAAAAAAco/q3digsas9ME/s320/Jumping+Jacks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274678451120258946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at Jumping Jacks with the Cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsGKkco2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/p4PFom9O27Y/s1600-h/Erin++and+Jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsGKkco2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/p4PFom9O27Y/s320/Erin++and+Jordan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274678441753224034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan and Erin-the aunt that makes him behave like a human.&lt;br /&gt;You are awesome Erin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsFq7BwzI/AAAAAAAAAcY/f3GZjJb8msk/s1600-h/Austy-Thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsFq7BwzI/AAAAAAAAAcY/f3GZjJb8msk/s320/Austy-Thanksgiving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274678433257997106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....Austin pretending to be a monkey again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures courtesy of Erin.&lt;br /&gt;Easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.&lt;br /&gt;Love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937534695118476136-8700810597494122748?l=kamislove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/feeds/8700810597494122748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1937534695118476136&amp;postID=8700810597494122748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/8700810597494122748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1937534695118476136/posts/default/8700810597494122748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamislove.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-fun.html' title='Thanksgiving Fun!'/><author><name>Just me!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996197767073965107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/Su0GRbTJ-bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SnnHyElkE0o/S220/me+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppvRww0XZ0U/STNsHEJGYMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cOxXLHglI7U/s72-c/Twilight+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
