<?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-2199916145945764633</id><updated>2012-01-09T13:35:04.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bengi's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5177762014812375866</id><published>2012-01-08T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:35:04.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today it turned back to winter a bit.&amp;nbsp; Gone are the 60 degree afternoons we had been enjoying.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed the day by relaxing.&amp;nbsp; The only thing on the calendar was Jenni's practice at 3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very enjoyable day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5177762014812375866?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5177762014812375866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5177762014812375866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5177762014812375866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5177762014812375866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/quiet-sunday.html' title='Quiet Sunday'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6593597113377107927</id><published>2012-01-07T22:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:32:35.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a day of basketball.&amp;nbsp; We started out the day in Enid watching Jenni's basketball team play.&amp;nbsp; They won their game and the girls played really really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Stillwater for another round of Mexico Joes.&amp;nbsp; We stopped by a car dealership and I found the most gorgeous mercedes.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately it only seats four and I have to have a vehicle that will carry five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it was on to Morrison.&amp;nbsp; The boys played first and got beat.&amp;nbsp; Then the girls played horrible and lost too.&amp;nbsp; Not a good way to end the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all of this Jake had his first y game.&amp;nbsp; His team won and he said they had lots of fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Pralle's birthday was in December.&amp;nbsp; So we took them out for pizza at the hideaway in Stillwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day in the hot tub and a glass of wine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6593597113377107927?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6593597113377107927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6593597113377107927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6593597113377107927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6593597113377107927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-was-day-of-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8816604206094808181</id><published>2012-01-06T23:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:27:50.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>Well all kids went back to school today.&amp;nbsp; I got lots done this morning.&amp;nbsp; I got some pictures done for the yearbook staff.&amp;nbsp; I cleaned out my coupon binder and got caught up cutting all my coupons from the last couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; It feels so good to get that done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I headed to Morrison for the Boys game.&amp;nbsp; They won by a bunch and the freshman got to play.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shari and I took Landon and Jake to Mexico Joes then headed back for the girls game.&amp;nbsp; They lost in a game where they should have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8816604206094808181?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8816604206094808181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8816604206094808181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8816604206094808181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8816604206094808181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5035865223920977007</id><published>2012-01-05T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T07:55:25.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Break is over, back to school</title><content type='html'>Well at least half of the kids are going back to school.&amp;nbsp; The girls are staying home because of their rashes.&amp;nbsp; Boys said they had a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I went to the game in Morrison.&amp;nbsp; The girls played extremely well!&amp;nbsp; They beat an unbeaten Pawnee team.&amp;nbsp; The boys played a close game but lost by 6.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPKyR89Eis4/Twb8zkj9fsI/AAAAAAAABXg/szEJn1ZkifE/s1600/DSCN2623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPKyR89Eis4/Twb8zkj9fsI/AAAAAAAABXg/szEJn1ZkifE/s320/DSCN2623.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I attempted the craft project like Kati's.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty happy with it.&amp;nbsp; I used boards so it made it a bit heavy but it worked.&amp;nbsp; The words say Friends for Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5035865223920977007?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5035865223920977007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5035865223920977007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5035865223920977007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5035865223920977007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/break-is-over-back-to-school.html' title='Break is over, back to school'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPKyR89Eis4/Twb8zkj9fsI/AAAAAAAABXg/szEJn1ZkifE/s72-c/DSCN2623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-3586849201412768698</id><published>2012-01-04T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:21:07.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of doctors...</title><content type='html'>Here is every patients nightmare!&amp;nbsp; I suspect that Jenni has chicken pox so I call her pediatrician and get an appointment for 9:15 this morning.&amp;nbsp; Jessi had a few spots on her so I made her go too.&amp;nbsp; We get to the office and wait 25 minutes past our scheduled time even though we were the only ones in the office.&amp;nbsp; I respect your time by showing up early.&amp;nbsp; I expect you to respect my time by being at work on time.&amp;nbsp; I understand when you are behind because of patients but again we were the only ones there when we got there and when we left.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They take their weight and height.&amp;nbsp; When the Dr. finally arrives she barely even examines the girls.&amp;nbsp; Then and I quote "well I don't know if its chicken pox or not".&amp;nbsp; It could be staff infection, it could be chicken pox, or it could be a rash.&amp;nbsp; REALLY!&amp;nbsp; You told me last night on the phone you couldn't diagnose over the phone apparently you can't diagnose in person either!!!&amp;nbsp; GEEZ!!!&amp;nbsp; So I ask you if they can go back to school tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; You reply and I quote again " I really don't know." Then after much him hawing you tell me to keep them home till Monday.&amp;nbsp; You prescribe an antibiotic and send us on our way after charging me $70.&amp;nbsp; Two co pays.&amp;nbsp; Now I have no problem paying two co pays but you didn't diagnose anything.&amp;nbsp; You gave me no solid information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after conversing with Jessi's coach we decided to head to stillwater to an urgent care there.&amp;nbsp; Here they actually took their temperature and blood pressure.&amp;nbsp; He diagnosed it as a viral rash that will go away in a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; They have to stay home from school until the spots dry up.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to get an actual diagnosis and a statement of fact as to when they could go back to school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-3586849201412768698?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/3586849201412768698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=3586849201412768698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3586849201412768698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3586849201412768698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-of-doctors.html' title='Day of doctors...'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6212665425564677024</id><published>2012-01-03T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:23:50.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox?</title><content type='html'>Well today I spent finishing up the bedroom clean a thon!&amp;nbsp; Making progress.&amp;nbsp; Even got the closet cleaned out.&amp;nbsp; Then abour 4:30 Jenni came in and said, "mom what are&amp;nbsp; all these bumps on me."&amp;nbsp; Geez I think she has chicken pox.&amp;nbsp; I called and got an appointment tomorrow morning.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure it is though.&amp;nbsp; Great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing overly exciting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6212665425564677024?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6212665425564677024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6212665425564677024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6212665425564677024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6212665425564677024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/chicken-pox.html' title='Chicken Pox?'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4173734111312594484</id><published>2012-01-02T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:19:12.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2, 2012</title><content type='html'>Well today was a busy day already!&amp;nbsp; I started cleaning out our room.&amp;nbsp; I'm tired of my bedroom acting as our laundry room.&amp;nbsp; We only have a hall where the washer and dryer are so all the dirty clothes end up in my room on the floor.&amp;nbsp; So I spent the morning sorting and cleaning on my room in between running Jessi back and forth from the gym.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was full of Jessi's basketball game against Dover.&amp;nbsp; Wow have the mighty fallen.&amp;nbsp; I know it has been 20 some years since I was in high school but Dover was always a power house.&amp;nbsp; Either we are really really good or they are really bad.&amp;nbsp; We won 70 something to 20 something.&amp;nbsp; Jessi did an amazing job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we headed home for the OSU BCS Fiesta bowl game!&amp;nbsp; What a game!&amp;nbsp; It was tied with 3 seconds left and their kicker missed his field goal to win the game.&amp;nbsp; Overtime it went.&amp;nbsp; Stanford had the ball first.&amp;nbsp; Kicker misses again.&amp;nbsp; We march down the field and make our field goal to win the game.&amp;nbsp; So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="img" height="225" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/403835_272141319505963_100001302916801_671946_1632031822_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Tim and I finished my movie transfer project.&amp;nbsp; Now all those movies that took up so much space fit in two zipper pouch cases.&amp;nbsp; It is awesome.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4173734111312594484?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4173734111312594484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4173734111312594484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4173734111312594484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4173734111312594484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-2012.html' title='Day 2, 2012'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5663937521901973054</id><published>2012-01-01T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:23:53.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of 2012!</title><content type='html'>What a great way to start the year.&amp;nbsp; We met the new year with friends at our house and the birthday boys had friends over.&amp;nbsp; It was good to be surrounded by good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and Josh's birthdays were pretty low key.&amp;nbsp; We didn't even have a family party.&amp;nbsp; I will have to plan something for them later this month.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent relaxing and I started a small project.&amp;nbsp; We have several hundred movies that have been stored away out in the barn.&amp;nbsp; It has been frustrating because you could never get one to watch.&amp;nbsp; We had discussed putting them in the zipper disc holders several years ago but Tim didn't like the idea of throwing away the cases.&amp;nbsp; But after a year of not having access to them I decided to go for it.&amp;nbsp; We had four boxes full of movies.&amp;nbsp; I have filled one 280 disc folder and will probably fill half of another.&amp;nbsp; I have three bags of trash full of the cases.&amp;nbsp; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a bad year...but nothing to spectacular happened either.&amp;nbsp; It was just a regular year.&amp;nbsp; So here is to next year being no worse than this year but maybe a little more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the sunrise on the last day of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMj02p0qTeM/TwHalXCINyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/zjs8LX5q8LU/s1600/DSCN2610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMj02p0qTeM/TwHalXCINyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/zjs8LX5q8LU/s640/DSCN2610.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4509598655110470800?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4509598655110470800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4509598655110470800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4509598655110470800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4509598655110470800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-of-2011.html' title='Last Day of 2011!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMj02p0qTeM/TwHalXCINyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/zjs8LX5q8LU/s72-c/DSCN2610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5192892454761849936</id><published>2011-11-10T10:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:16:51.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 - Substitute Teaching</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for substitute teaching.&amp;nbsp; When we moved out here I started subbing to get to know the kids.&amp;nbsp; I want to know who my kids friends are.&amp;nbsp; I have continued subbing and get to sub in the jr hi today.&amp;nbsp; It is a great opportunity to keep the pulse of the school.&amp;nbsp; To see what actually goes on.&amp;nbsp; The opportunity to get to know the kids better is priceless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5192892454761849936?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5192892454761849936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5192892454761849936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5192892454761849936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5192892454761849936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-10-substitute-teaching.html' title='Day 10 - Substitute Teaching'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6609158767558907195</id><published>2011-11-09T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:17:01.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 - Laurie Garis &amp; Coupons</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for my friend Laurie Garis and her love of coupons that she has passed on to me.&amp;nbsp; Laurie showed me how to start couponing and it has made a huge difference in our cupboards at home.&amp;nbsp; I would spend about $200 for groceries a week and the cupboards would be bare within three days.&amp;nbsp; The kids would snack on ramen noodles everyday.&amp;nbsp; Since I started couponing we have had plenty of food in the pantry.&amp;nbsp; I spend about the same amount but get twice the amount of groceries.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It has made a huge difference in our budget.&amp;nbsp; I love that there is food for the kids at all times.&amp;nbsp; Real food not just ramen noodles.&amp;nbsp; Now they can eat them if they want, not because its all we have!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6609158767558907195?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6609158767558907195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6609158767558907195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6609158767558907195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6609158767558907195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-9-laurie-garis-coupons.html' title='Day 9 - Laurie Garis &amp; Coupons'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-3155930810552782389</id><published>2011-11-08T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:17:13.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - My mother</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for my mother!&amp;nbsp; She was not always there for me as a child but she has more than made up for it with my kids.&amp;nbsp; She is at almost every event they participate in.&amp;nbsp; She has put her life on hold to take care of her mother, my grandmother, in her old age.&amp;nbsp; I know grandma wouldn't still be with us if not for my mom.&amp;nbsp; She takes my kids to the broadway musicals which gives them a view into a world bigger than Enid/Garber, Oklahoma.&amp;nbsp; She is always there to support any direction I decide to go.&amp;nbsp; For this and so much more (the fact she gave birth to me) I am so thankful for my mother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-3155930810552782389?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/3155930810552782389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=3155930810552782389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3155930810552782389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3155930810552782389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-8-my-mother.html' title='Day 8 - My mother'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-252254029109972937</id><published>2011-11-07T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:04:14.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Our Home</title><content type='html'>Ok this one is pretty hard for me to write.&amp;nbsp; I really miss my home in Gray Ridge and probably always will.&amp;nbsp; However, I am thankful for our home out on the farm.&amp;nbsp; A house is just a house until you fill it with a family and that makes it a home.&amp;nbsp; It is an awesome two story farm house with plenty of land and barns.&amp;nbsp; The kids love having the room and walking to the pond to fish.&amp;nbsp; No it isn't a modern home with the huge bathrooms and closets but it does have indoor plumbing and it keeps us cool in the summer, warm in the winter, dry in the rain, and protected from the wind and snow.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful to have a home where my family can share our lives together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-252254029109972937?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/252254029109972937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=252254029109972937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/252254029109972937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/252254029109972937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-7-our-home.html' title='Day 7 - Our Home'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-608266684237984695</id><published>2011-11-06T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:47:21.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Jennifer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmeElZjyqt0/TrwN5E76TAI/AAAAAAAABVg/kAvKZJnyAPg/s1600/DSC_3715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmeElZjyqt0/TrwN5E76TAI/AAAAAAAABVg/kAvKZJnyAPg/s320/DSC_3715.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I am thankful for my last born.&amp;nbsp; What can I say about Jenni?&amp;nbsp; She is the most delightful child I have ever been around.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong she has her moments!!!!&amp;nbsp; She loves her friends and being in the middle of everything. (Just like her mom!)&amp;nbsp; She is smart, athletic, beautiful, and kind.&amp;nbsp; She drives her brothers and sister crazy (which is kind of funny).&amp;nbsp; She can talk me into just about anything.&amp;nbsp; Her daddy is wrapped around her finger more than me.&amp;nbsp; She has a way of connecting with all people young and old.&amp;nbsp; She is a precious gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-608266684237984695?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/608266684237984695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=608266684237984695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/608266684237984695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/608266684237984695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-6-jennifer.html' title='Day 6 - Jennifer'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmeElZjyqt0/TrwN5E76TAI/AAAAAAAABVg/kAvKZJnyAPg/s72-c/DSC_3715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-9084707154229374729</id><published>2011-11-05T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:39:10.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Joshua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Zv_0QRY51s/TrwK4eAoBJI/AAAAAAAABVA/_RCI3a6NoNs/s1600/DSC_7206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Zv_0QRY51s/TrwK4eAoBJI/AAAAAAAABVA/_RCI3a6NoNs/s320/DSC_7206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I am thankful for my wonderful son Joshua.&amp;nbsp; Josh is the family clown.&amp;nbsp; He always has a cute remark to make or a joke to tell.&amp;nbsp; He is content to hang out by himself and just as comfortable with his friends.&amp;nbsp; He is a gentlemen of all gentlemen.&amp;nbsp; I have had several people tell me how he holds doors open.&amp;nbsp; He loves football and tolerates basketball for me (Love him for that).&amp;nbsp; His teachers have told me how advanced his critical thinking is and sometimes he stumps me with his thoghts.&amp;nbsp; So thankful God blessed me with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-9084707154229374729?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/9084707154229374729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=9084707154229374729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9084707154229374729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9084707154229374729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-5-joshua.html' title='Day 5 - Joshua'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Zv_0QRY51s/TrwK4eAoBJI/AAAAAAAABVA/_RCI3a6NoNs/s72-c/DSC_7206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2188455496114875440</id><published>2011-11-04T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:38:41.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Jacob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeZWiZsZpI8/TrwLR3VWKAI/AAAAAAAABVI/yaoauoc_170/s1600/DSC_7216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeZWiZsZpI8/TrwLR3VWKAI/AAAAAAAABVI/yaoauoc_170/s320/DSC_7216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I am thankful for my wonderful son Jacob.&amp;nbsp; He is almost to outgrow me and I have looked forward to that since he was born.&amp;nbsp; He is very athletic and an extrememly kind soul.&amp;nbsp; He makes me proud everyday.&amp;nbsp; We have struggled together on his school work.&amp;nbsp; I know it can't be fun for him to have to study for hours but he stays at it till it sinks in.&amp;nbsp; For that alone I admire him.&amp;nbsp; So many that find school hard just blow it off.&amp;nbsp; Jake stays focused and puts all his effort into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2188455496114875440?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2188455496114875440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2188455496114875440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2188455496114875440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2188455496114875440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-4-jacob.html' title='Day 4 - Jacob'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeZWiZsZpI8/TrwLR3VWKAI/AAAAAAAABVI/yaoauoc_170/s72-c/DSC_7216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4376219991448007490</id><published>2011-11-03T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:38:02.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Jessica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qh0e8S644jY/TrwKd5ZgSfI/AAAAAAAABU4/6v-99PBY2Tw/s1600/DSC_7209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qh0e8S644jY/TrwKd5ZgSfI/AAAAAAAABU4/6v-99PBY2Tw/s320/DSC_7209.JPG" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzK2mQ2EJUw/TrwLoMWA2CI/AAAAAAAABVQ/4ZvaeiGpyk4/s1600/DSC_7296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzK2mQ2EJUw/TrwLoMWA2CI/AAAAAAAABVQ/4ZvaeiGpyk4/s320/DSC_7296.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today I am thankful for my beautiful first born Jessica.&amp;nbsp; She has brought much joy to my life.&amp;nbsp; Even now in those horrid teenage years, she is still a precious gift to me.&amp;nbsp; We tease around about not liking each other but I hope she knows I'm kidding.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am so blessed because I completely trust her.&amp;nbsp; She has a level head on her shoulders and is always thinking of others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4376219991448007490?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4376219991448007490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4376219991448007490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4376219991448007490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4376219991448007490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-3-jessica.html' title='Day 3 - Jessica'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qh0e8S644jY/TrwKd5ZgSfI/AAAAAAAABU4/6v-99PBY2Tw/s72-c/DSC_7209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4721214246514058158</id><published>2011-11-02T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:29:14.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - My Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9LSc7FR10I/TrwJ1StZJVI/AAAAAAAABUw/Tj4-40dWGzg/s1600/DSC_2629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9LSc7FR10I/TrwJ1StZJVI/AAAAAAAABUw/Tj4-40dWGzg/s320/DSC_2629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I am Thankful for my wonderful husband.&amp;nbsp; We have been through 18 years of ups, downs, and in betweens.&amp;nbsp; I think of him as my best friend.&amp;nbsp; My voice of reason when I'm unreasonable.&amp;nbsp; He has been so much fun to share life with and I can only hope to be blessed with at least 18 more years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4721214246514058158?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4721214246514058158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4721214246514058158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4721214246514058158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4721214246514058158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-2-my-husband.html' title='Day 2 - My Husband'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9LSc7FR10I/TrwJ1StZJVI/AAAAAAAABUw/Tj4-40dWGzg/s72-c/DSC_2629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1890142966829344337</id><published>2011-11-01T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:41:02.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A month of Thanks!  Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/301342_2520904503368_1275975735_3091141_1250417181_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="img" height="224" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/301342_2520904503368_1275975735_3091141_1250417181_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First and foremost I am thankful for God!&amp;nbsp; Without him nothing would be possible.&amp;nbsp; Even in the times we are experiencing it is his guidance and love that keeps us all going.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful to him for life, children, husband, home, friends, and the beautiful world I live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/2199916145945764633-1890142966829344337?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1890142966829344337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1890142966829344337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1890142966829344337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1890142966829344337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/11/month-of-thanks-day-1.html' title='A month of Thanks!  Day 1'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1182851937275672030</id><published>2011-07-01T22:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T22:20:32.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 - Big Bad Wolf</title><content type='html'>Today Ethan slept in.&amp;nbsp; I think he was exhausted from the heat at the ball game yesterday.&amp;nbsp; The girls stayed with Grandpa Bill again last night.&amp;nbsp; So it was me and the boys.&amp;nbsp; They got up around 9:30 today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I let them open some more presents.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kati had sent some&amp;nbsp;water balloons so away they went.&amp;nbsp; They had&amp;nbsp;quite a time in my garden throwing balloons at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4H0emJPLLBM/Tg6H814mAyI/AAAAAAAABUM/_vNiJIv5R90/s1600/DSC_1322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4H0emJPLLBM/Tg6H814mAyI/AAAAAAAABUM/_vNiJIv5R90/s320/DSC_1322.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npKvsDcuTG4/Tg6IThljiaI/AAAAAAAABUQ/9CjtGvA-SRU/s1600/DSC_1324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npKvsDcuTG4/Tg6IThljiaI/AAAAAAAABUQ/9CjtGvA-SRU/s320/DSC_1324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We met the girls at the pool at 1. Today even Ethan got to swim. Kati wasn't kidding no fear and he loved the water. Thankfully the pool wasn't as busy as it usually is so the kids had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zllI0cNaIg/Tg6LtqhGoBI/AAAAAAAABUU/oY-Bi7dN4to/s1600/DSCN0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zllI0cNaIg/Tg6LtqhGoBI/AAAAAAAABUU/oY-Bi7dN4to/s320/DSCN0121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxWz03fhFDc/Tg6OYjuqjTI/AAAAAAAABUs/Slw3AEPT-Y4/s1600/DSCN0120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxWz03fhFDc/Tg6OYjuqjTI/AAAAAAAABUs/Slw3AEPT-Y4/s320/DSCN0120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcxh7zLavLM/Tg6MUogIzfI/AAAAAAAABUc/_Yl_5_TXZeU/s1600/DSCN0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcxh7zLavLM/Tg6MUogIzfI/AAAAAAAABUc/_Yl_5_TXZeU/s320/DSCN0130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6hPUlq27yQ/Tg6M8WZibSI/AAAAAAAABUk/8aVTNz_hsJ8/s1600/DSCN0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6hPUlq27yQ/Tg6M8WZibSI/AAAAAAAABUk/8aVTNz_hsJ8/s320/DSCN0136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--e277uZFwUE/Tg6NPZ-IWPI/AAAAAAAABUo/baQqyjtH1Qw/s1600/DSCN0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--e277uZFwUE/Tg6NPZ-IWPI/AAAAAAAABUo/baQqyjtH1Qw/s320/DSCN0137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We came home and got ready for the kids play tonight.&amp;nbsp; They are so excited and nervous.&amp;nbsp; Mom came and watched Ethan and Brady while the rest of us went to the play.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We watched the computer as Kati's plane landed in Dallas.&amp;nbsp; We are all up waiting for her to&amp;nbsp;call but she may be exhausted.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't mentioned them a bunch this week for fear they would get home sick but tonight we talked about them.&amp;nbsp; Brady is now ready for them to come home.&amp;nbsp; ALTHOUGH&amp;nbsp; earlier today he came up and climbed in my lap and told&amp;nbsp;me he wanted to live with me forever.&amp;nbsp; My heart just melted.&amp;nbsp; I told him it was fine with me but I bet his mommy and daddy would be very sad.&amp;nbsp; Didn't seem to&amp;nbsp;phase him cause off he went.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well my time is growing short with these adorable babies.&amp;nbsp; I look towards tomorrow with sorrow and well as joy.&amp;nbsp; I know they are going to be so excited to see their mommy and daddy but I&amp;nbsp;really really hate to see them go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1182851937275672030?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1182851937275672030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1182851937275672030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1182851937275672030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1182851937275672030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-9-big-bad-wolf.html' title='Day 9 - Big Bad Wolf'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4H0emJPLLBM/Tg6H814mAyI/AAAAAAAABUM/_vNiJIv5R90/s72-c/DSC_1322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-3810782803130981348</id><published>2011-06-30T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T21:42:51.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - And Again Baseball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF59GY73CJQ/Tg6D_SqQArI/AAAAAAAABT8/G1e_eAFkM9A/s1600/DSC_1274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF59GY73CJQ/Tg6D_SqQArI/AAAAAAAABT8/G1e_eAFkM9A/s320/DSC_1274.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ethan was up with Tim again.&amp;nbsp; I think they kind of like getting up together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The rest of the boys slept till about 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJz_6L4rBpU/Tg6EWI3YoNI/AAAAAAAABUA/OIysui5tR4U/s1600/DSC_1276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJz_6L4rBpU/Tg6EWI3YoNI/AAAAAAAABUA/OIysui5tR4U/s320/DSC_1276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We decided since the boys had a baseball game at 6:30, we wouldn't go swimming today.&amp;nbsp; So the day pretty much consisted of playing the wii and playing with all the playdoh Kati gave them.&amp;nbsp; This present wasn't so bad.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was so hot I didn't even let them go outside.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NNjSPXqFgmA/Tg6Ev4UxmSI/AAAAAAAABUE/3_odnhBNBEc/s1600/DSC_1278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NNjSPXqFgmA/Tg6Ev4UxmSI/AAAAAAAABUE/3_odnhBNBEc/s320/DSC_1278.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got around and headed to the ball park.&amp;nbsp; It was so hot!&amp;nbsp; Grandpa Bill had brought lots of gatorade and ice water.&amp;nbsp; The boys would wrap headbands around their necks.&amp;nbsp; They got third place in the tournament.&amp;nbsp; Good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XDDAVjVJ3tQ/Tg6FHFl4FUI/AAAAAAAABUI/P_u7EbmKaAU/s1600/DSC_1312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XDDAVjVJ3tQ/Tg6FHFl4FUI/AAAAAAAABUI/P_u7EbmKaAU/s320/DSC_1312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so neat.&amp;nbsp; Today my boys asked how much longer they would be here.&amp;nbsp; I figured because they were tired of them.&amp;nbsp; I said only a couple more days.&amp;nbsp; They both said they wished they could stay all summer.&amp;nbsp; Made my heart melt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-3810782803130981348?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/3810782803130981348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=3810782803130981348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3810782803130981348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3810782803130981348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-8-and-again-baseball.html' title='Day 8 - And Again Baseball'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF59GY73CJQ/Tg6D_SqQArI/AAAAAAAABT8/G1e_eAFkM9A/s72-c/DSC_1274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5343208566255928696</id><published>2011-06-29T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:00:28.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Baseball Again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOi89WSzUn8/Tgya7MIfrJI/AAAAAAAABT0/GQePe4FB5UI/s1600/DSC_1272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOi89WSzUn8/Tgya7MIfrJI/AAAAAAAABT0/GQePe4FB5UI/s320/DSC_1272.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady, Abby, and Tricia (Brady's new girlfriend)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After such a late night, Ethan got up with Tim again.&amp;nbsp; We ate cheerios for breakfast and then we just played and played.&amp;nbsp; He kept asking for Abby but I didn't want him to wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made chocolate chip cookies and Ethan was my very best friend.&amp;nbsp; He loved them.&amp;nbsp; Jessi and Ethan ate half of the whole batch.&amp;nbsp; At this rate the boys won't get any but I'll probably bake them some tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xB778HNqhw/TgyaOet1vNI/AAAAAAAABTs/YQuyaKtK7p8/s1600/DSC_1270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xB778HNqhw/TgyaOet1vNI/AAAAAAAABTs/YQuyaKtK7p8/s320/DSC_1270.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan devouring one of Bengi's cookies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ckrevq97aI/TgyZ3s-WLYI/AAAAAAAABTo/czfF9FOtfGk/s1600/DSC_1269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ckrevq97aI/TgyZ3s-WLYI/AAAAAAAABTo/czfF9FOtfGk/s320/DSC_1269.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan playing with his cars.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When the girls did finally wake up it was after 11.&amp;nbsp; They ate some brunch and got ready to head to the pool.&amp;nbsp; I took them at one and picked them up at 5.&amp;nbsp; It has been easier this way so I don't have to take Ethan and he can get his nap in.&amp;nbsp; He slept for 3 hours this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I think he needed it from our late nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tim brought us home pizza and then we got ready to go to play practice and ballgame.&amp;nbsp; It was another late night and another win for the boys.&amp;nbsp; Jake pitched the entire game and caught two pop flies.&amp;nbsp; Josh made an out on first and hit an excellent ball out to right field.&amp;nbsp; It would have been a home run if he could run faster.&amp;nbsp; Jake hit a home run then tripped before home plate and had to crawl to the base.&amp;nbsp; Everyone laughed but that made him upset.&amp;nbsp; It was a good win for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have evolved from the first night of baseball.&amp;nbsp; The first night I took the diaper bag, the pack and play, and two drinks and a bag of cheerios.&amp;nbsp; The second night&amp;nbsp; I took the drinks, bag, and cheerios.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I didn't take any of it.&amp;nbsp; We hadn't used it all week so I went the light route.&amp;nbsp; No problems.&amp;nbsp; Buy those kids M&amp;amp;M's and they are set.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa brought the ice chest and that entertained Ethan for a good hour.&amp;nbsp; He would stick his head in it and just laugh.&amp;nbsp; He would open then close it.&amp;nbsp; Oh the items that keep kids entertained can truly amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zM7uSB5nDiM/Tgyak4o6ciI/AAAAAAAABTw/RN-6J5gY3xw/s1600/DSC_1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zM7uSB5nDiM/Tgyak4o6ciI/AAAAAAAABTw/RN-6J5gY3xw/s320/DSC_1271.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan playing with grandpa's ice chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I haven't been good about the daily presents.&amp;nbsp; I think the scare of the paints has me worried about what is left unopened.&amp;nbsp; Today Ethan and Abby opened some sidewalk chalk, playdoh, and pipe cleaner crafts.&amp;nbsp; The girls are going to take the pipe cleaner crafts to grandpa Bill's.&amp;nbsp; Ethan, Abby, and Jenni decorated my porch.&amp;nbsp; I thought I'd let Brady and Ethan open a couple more today and that should put us back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_o5owqUDU4/TgybSFfp74I/AAAAAAAABT4/9b2G20NUa6g/s1600/DSC_1264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_o5owqUDU4/TgybSFfp74I/AAAAAAAABT4/9b2G20NUa6g/s320/DSC_1264.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby and Ethan opening the presents from mom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The girls went to grandpa's after the game last night.&amp;nbsp; The boys came home and ate leftover pizza.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day we have survived with no injuries or fights.&amp;nbsp; Someone said to me tonight...&amp;nbsp; "I bet your ready for their parents to get back."&amp;nbsp; The truth is not really.&amp;nbsp; It has really been pretty awesome having them here and getting to know them better.&amp;nbsp; I know Ethan won't remember this but I'm hoping I'm making awesome memories for Brady and Abby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5343208566255928696?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5343208566255928696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5343208566255928696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5343208566255928696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5343208566255928696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-7-baseball-again.html' title='Day 7 - Baseball Again!!!!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOi89WSzUn8/Tgya7MIfrJI/AAAAAAAABT0/GQePe4FB5UI/s72-c/DSC_1272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6887537506328559649</id><published>2011-06-28T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:38:42.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - A Quiet Day</title><content type='html'>Well we were up with Tim again this morning.&amp;nbsp; After getting to bed so late I thought Ethan would sleep till 10 but he got up when Tim did.&amp;nbsp; We made waffles and Tim and Ethan ate and watched cartoons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took the boys home with him so it was pretty quiet today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim left for work and Ethan and I played.&amp;nbsp; We sorted laundry and played with his trucks.&amp;nbsp; The girls got up around 11.&amp;nbsp; They made waffles and played on the computers.&amp;nbsp; Ethan discovered the piano and played for them while they computed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-P1AQGmxWc/TgtCsuClC4I/AAAAAAAABTU/soSFWyKSs5A/s1600/DSC_1183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-P1AQGmxWc/TgtCsuClC4I/AAAAAAAABTU/soSFWyKSs5A/s320/DSC_1183.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan banging out some tunes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one I took the girls to the pool and left them.&amp;nbsp; We came back and I put Ethan down for his&amp;nbsp;nap.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;thought he would sleep for a couple hours&amp;nbsp;since he had a short night but he was back up at 2:15.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed the quiet house together.&amp;nbsp; The girls called around 4:45 so I went and picked them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got cleaned up and went to the Cabin (our local restaurant) for the 99 cent hamburgers.&amp;nbsp; Then we took Jenni to play practice at 7.&amp;nbsp; We hung out at my office.&amp;nbsp; Dad brought Brady and Jake and some kids came by and were talking with them.&amp;nbsp; After they left Abby was sitting there and out of the blue she said.&amp;nbsp; "I really like Garber."&amp;nbsp; That made me feel good.&amp;nbsp; She really has met lots&amp;nbsp;of kids and has just fit right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKuYDkTMNhk/TgtFFoEmkXI/AAAAAAAABTk/KN_BWkyVvhs/s1600/DSC_1240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKuYDkTMNhk/TgtFFoEmkXI/AAAAAAAABTk/KN_BWkyVvhs/s320/DSC_1240.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh playing third base!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYCsAatJ_bA/TgtDdHwDSkI/AAAAAAAABTc/0K8n9rhqfNA/s1600/DSC_1210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYCsAatJ_bA/TgtDdHwDSkI/AAAAAAAABTc/0K8n9rhqfNA/s320/DSC_1210.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jake catching!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Next we headed up to the ball park.&amp;nbsp; The boys were playing&amp;nbsp;Covington.&amp;nbsp; It ended up being a close&amp;nbsp;game.&amp;nbsp; Brady, Abby, &amp;amp; Jenni all hung out at&amp;nbsp;the playground.&amp;nbsp; Abby made a couple of new friends and Brady kept bringing a little boy over telling us this was his friend.&amp;nbsp; The boys won so we play another game tomorrow night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hv3UiEGPTb0/TgtEu8Rr24I/AAAAAAAABTg/96qhyUIsp50/s1600/DSC_1259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hv3UiEGPTb0/TgtEu8Rr24I/AAAAAAAABTg/96qhyUIsp50/s320/DSC_1259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady dragging his pack and play.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Apparently ready to go home.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Dad took the boys again tonight.&amp;nbsp; So we are looking forward to another quiet day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Apparently Ethan was ready to go home.&amp;nbsp; He was dragging his pack and play toward the car.&amp;nbsp; We all just laughed.&amp;nbsp; We got home about 11:30.&amp;nbsp; We put on jammies and headed for bed.&amp;nbsp; Another good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/2199916145945764633-6887537506328559649?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6887537506328559649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6887537506328559649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6887537506328559649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6887537506328559649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-6-quiet-day.html' title='Day 6 - A Quiet Day'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-P1AQGmxWc/TgtCsuClC4I/AAAAAAAABTU/soSFWyKSs5A/s72-c/DSC_1183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7485048404270465967</id><published>2011-06-27T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:35:41.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Boring Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Br93In91Xlg/TgoJa0cUxwI/AAAAAAAABS0/nEkvrs3GZXw/s1600/DSC_1045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Br93In91Xlg/TgoJa0cUxwI/AAAAAAAABS0/nEkvrs3GZXw/s320/DSC_1045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Brady Ethan &amp;amp; Jake after waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Today we got up a bit earlier unfortunately because Mondays are pretty boring.&amp;nbsp; The pool in Garber is closed so we had the whole day ahead of us and nothing planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxmk5vuvEEo/TgoK6QSJ-VI/AAAAAAAABS8/Clom9f2LFg0/s1600/DSC_1050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxmk5vuvEEo/TgoK6QSJ-VI/AAAAAAAABS8/Clom9f2LFg0/s320/DSC_1050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jenni Brady Jake &amp;amp; Abby after washing my car!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The kids enjoyed jumping on trampline with the water hose.&amp;nbsp; Then they asked if they could wash my car.&amp;nbsp; Uh yeah!!!!&amp;nbsp; They did a pretty good job.&amp;nbsp; They got most of the dirt off but didn't windex the windows so it was hard to see when we went into Garber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvhFAooHY_I/TgoKMKK7brI/AAAAAAAABS4/LrU37PVcxqE/s1600/DSC_1046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvhFAooHY_I/TgoKMKK7brI/AAAAAAAABS4/LrU37PVcxqE/s320/DSC_1046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qL-w4n5cYUM/TgoMv7chEuI/AAAAAAAABTE/vQdwdNV_ysQ/s1600/DSC_1053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qL-w4n5cYUM/TgoMv7chEuI/AAAAAAAABTE/vQdwdNV_ysQ/s320/DSC_1053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Mim, Ethan, Brady, &amp;amp; Grandma Kathi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We had some unexpected guests.... Grandma Kathi and Great Grandma Mim.&amp;nbsp; Ethan had fun showing grandma all the kitties and doggies.&amp;nbsp; He kept picking them up and handing them to her.&amp;nbsp; She would put one down and he would have the other one ready to go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-7A5TfleeI/TgoL-s1VFHI/AAAAAAAABTA/GMBpkIGnWqA/s1600/DSC_1051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-7A5TfleeI/TgoL-s1VFHI/AAAAAAAABTA/GMBpkIGnWqA/s320/DSC_1051.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See Grandma,&amp;nbsp; I like this kitty!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Brady wanted to paint today so Josh and him got the clay pieces and paints out.&amp;nbsp; They really did a good job.&amp;nbsp; But.....&amp;nbsp; we got paint on our clothes and I don't think it is going to come out.&amp;nbsp; Sorry mom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aKkAbTDDc8A/TgoNwNS6aiI/AAAAAAAABTI/oLfjmZzkBY8/s1600/DSC_1055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aKkAbTDDc8A/TgoNwNS6aiI/AAAAAAAABTI/oLfjmZzkBY8/s320/DSC_1055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan &amp;amp; Josh painting!&amp;nbsp; Oops should have taken our clothes off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Apparently I'm not doing as good as I thought.&amp;nbsp; I had Jenni and Josh all ready to go to play practice at 7 before his game at 8:30.&amp;nbsp; Apparently their practice today was at 3:30.&amp;nbsp; GEEZ!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Why didn't someone call.&amp;nbsp; So we were early to the ball park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QugLR7tMxJw/TgoQDGQ_jJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/emNziGEZjps/s1600/DSC_1149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QugLR7tMxJw/TgoQDGQ_jJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/emNziGEZjps/s320/DSC_1149.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby &amp;amp; Brady at the Garber town park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We arrived at the ball park and Jenni took Ethan to the playground.&amp;nbsp; They were gone for about an hour.&amp;nbsp; Then when the boys game started we put up the pack and play but we didn't really need it.&amp;nbsp; Grandma Kathi, Grandpa Bill, Grandma Janice were all in attendance and helped keep a watchful eye out.&amp;nbsp; Have M&amp;amp;M's around and that boy isn't going anywhere.&amp;nbsp; Abby and Brady played and played on the playground.&amp;nbsp; I think they have already made some friends.&amp;nbsp; The boys lost so we play again tonight.&amp;nbsp; Jake pitched and did a really good job.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Bill took the boys to spend the night with him.&amp;nbsp; Ethan is stuck with us girls tonight.&amp;nbsp; We didn't get to bed till 11p.m.&amp;nbsp; so I'm hoping he sleeps late in the morning.&amp;nbsp; We will see.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-7485048404270465967?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7485048404270465967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7485048404270465967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7485048404270465967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7485048404270465967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-5-boring-mondays.html' title='Day 5 - Boring Mondays'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Br93In91Xlg/TgoJa0cUxwI/AAAAAAAABS0/nEkvrs3GZXw/s72-c/DSC_1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6990023903590220334</id><published>2011-06-26T23:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:26:34.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Sunday Sunday Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHPAiYhjSgI/TgiWcgJ4q9I/AAAAAAAABSg/TcEDFlf0-nI/s1600/DSC_1042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHPAiYhjSgI/TgiWcgJ4q9I/AAAAAAAABSg/TcEDFlf0-nI/s400/DSC_1042.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby Jake &amp;amp; Jenni having fun on the trampoline!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well today was sort of quiet.&amp;nbsp; We got up around 9 and had waffles again.&amp;nbsp; The rest of the kids didn't get up till around 11.&amp;nbsp; I think they spent a late night on the computer games again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMpqi8YFtGc/TgiV8DMyM5I/AAAAAAAABSc/YwHBvJ3dxVw/s1600/DSC_0792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMpqi8YFtGc/TgiV8DMyM5I/AAAAAAAABSc/YwHBvJ3dxVw/s320/DSC_0792.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan opening present 2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today's present wasn't quite as daunting as paints.&amp;nbsp; It did however have millions of little foam letters and shapes.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cool until it was pick up time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After a quick lunch Ethan went down for his nap.&amp;nbsp; So the other kids and I headed to the pool.&amp;nbsp; It has been so hot that it is so refreshing to dip in the pool.&amp;nbsp; Brady is doing so good.&amp;nbsp; He always wears his lifejacket when he heads down to the deep end.&amp;nbsp; He comes and tells me when he is taking the jacket off to play in the shallow end.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Tim was in a sort of panic.&amp;nbsp; He said check Ethan out and make sure there aren't any broken bones.&amp;nbsp; I said WHAT?????&amp;nbsp; He said he fell out of the bed.&amp;nbsp; WHAT????&amp;nbsp; He said the door was open, I was listening, never heard a thing.&amp;nbsp; Then I heard him start to cry.&amp;nbsp; I went in and he was between the shades and the bed just looking at me.&amp;nbsp; Apparently he is quite the gymnast and climbed out over the side of the baby bed.&amp;nbsp; It literally scared Tim to death.&amp;nbsp; No scratches, no scrapes,&amp;nbsp; all is well.&amp;nbsp; But now we know he can escape the baby bed too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made pizzas for dinner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Three pizzas were devoured in less than five minutes.&amp;nbsp; They had worked up quite an appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxiaBMeQcl0/TgiWz2230kI/AAAAAAAABSk/TgqB5UYt1cY/s1600/DSC_1017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxiaBMeQcl0/TgiWz2230kI/AAAAAAAABSk/TgqB5UYt1cY/s320/DSC_1017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady, Jake and Abby giving Sophie a bath.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The kids decided to give Sophie a bath.&amp;nbsp; She is our outside dog.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure she enjoyed it but the kids had fun!﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Josh and Jenni had play practice dress rehearsal where they asked me to come photograph them.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for the performances.&amp;nbsp; Tim held the fort down while I was gone.&amp;nbsp; The only incident was Ethan found the wipes and scattered them all over the living room.&amp;nbsp; I know we were warned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u3dRP0C8pA4/TgiXI8o0PeI/AAAAAAAABSo/jZ_FENB_6KM/s1600/DSC_1038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u3dRP0C8pA4/TgiXI8o0PeI/AAAAAAAABSo/jZ_FENB_6KM/s320/DSC_1038.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan and his ice cream!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTEdPyvZCMk/TgiX4kiuQZI/AAAAAAAABSw/qoJPcy4Nbrw/s1600/DSC_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTEdPyvZCMk/TgiX4kiuQZI/AAAAAAAABSw/qoJPcy4Nbrw/s320/DSC_1031.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby devouring her ice cream cone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezGT_av5SEA/TgiXitIlrqI/AAAAAAAABSs/D3K_O_hyOao/s1600/DSC_1028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezGT_av5SEA/TgiXitIlrqI/AAAAAAAABSs/D3K_O_hyOao/s320/DSC_1028.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady eating his cone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came home I brought ice cream cones.&amp;nbsp; The kids were all out on the trampoline playing in the water.&amp;nbsp; This brought back awesome memories for me because I can remember doing this with Kati and Kimi when we were little.&amp;nbsp; Ethan just laughed when they let him squirt Jake.&amp;nbsp; Ethan found the squirt gun and had fun playing in the bucket of water.&amp;nbsp; Yes Kati I watched him like a hawk.&amp;nbsp; I know you can drown in an inch of water.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Next we headed in for bath/shower time.&amp;nbsp; Then off to bed we went.&amp;nbsp; Brady was out within seconds of hitting the pillow.&amp;nbsp; I guess we are wearing the little guy out.&amp;nbsp; The older kids played computer games for a while but not as late as last night.&amp;nbsp; So all is well.&amp;nbsp; We are still going on no fights or injuries.&amp;nbsp; I'm feeling blessed!&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6990023903590220334?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6990023903590220334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6990023903590220334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6990023903590220334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6990023903590220334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-four-sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title='Day 4 - Sunday Sunday Sunday'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHPAiYhjSgI/TgiWcgJ4q9I/AAAAAAAABSg/TcEDFlf0-nI/s72-c/DSC_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-145843989561222271</id><published>2011-06-25T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:26:56.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhP2-9Jh32o/Tgcwkl2_M3I/AAAAAAAABSA/43kmKA-QfnI/s1600/DSC_0766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhP2-9Jh32o/Tgcwkl2_M3I/AAAAAAAABSA/43kmKA-QfnI/s320/DSC_0766.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jake, Ethan, &amp;amp; Brady after waffles!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gVn-RTprKv4/TgcwFoXIYmI/AAAAAAAABR8/mfFZHq1rjO4/s1600/DSC_0762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gVn-RTprKv4/TgcwFoXIYmI/AAAAAAAABR8/mfFZHq1rjO4/s400/DSC_0762.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy Yummy Yummy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Everyone but me slept till 10 a.m.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it.&amp;nbsp; We had waffles for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; That seemed to be a hit with everyone!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lFDOSk8UR2I/Tgcua6EZuTI/AAAAAAAABR0/OWk5OQK_t78/s1600/DSC_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lFDOSk8UR2I/Tgcua6EZuTI/AAAAAAAABR0/OWk5OQK_t78/s320/DSC_0769.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look Aunt Bengi..... Paints!!!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We opened the first of the packages Kati sent for the kids.&amp;nbsp; Now, I'm no genius, but if my sister had volunteered to keep all of my kids for over a week, I'm pretty sure I would not have included a set of paints in the wrapped packages.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say we have not done that particular activity yet.&amp;nbsp; We will mind you but I just didn't have the energy or the space to get the paints out and let them paint.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll let them do this activity an hour or so before their mom picks them up.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking that sounds good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and Brady wanted to go fishing.&amp;nbsp; So Tim loaded them up and they headed over to the 50 where there are at least shade trees around the pond.&amp;nbsp; They caught 4 or 5 but only three were keepers.&amp;nbsp; Ethan and I headed over around noon to check on them.&amp;nbsp; It was already sweltering hot.&amp;nbsp; So they called it a morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LL4V0c3AdM8/Tgcw7DKyl8I/AAAAAAAABSE/txvJ9yQafuI/s1600/DSC_0772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LL4V0c3AdM8/Tgcw7DKyl8I/AAAAAAAABSE/txvJ9yQafuI/s320/DSC_0772.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan riding the bike!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Josh had taken Ethan outside and he kept pointing at and wanting to ride Jake's bike.&amp;nbsp; So Josh went out to the bike barn and found a small bike, brought it up and helped Ethan ride around the sidewalk.&amp;nbsp; It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1bc6fe9fe339cfa3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1bc6fe9fe339cfa3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330258131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2814BCB857D2C82709BDD81D8A101CE0E874BF66.64E74A16F7D7538155A9D9306A9008D0A1EF345E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bc6fe9fe339cfa3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuRibcOr5iqMO_w-Kdk0EXYh3RFU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1bc6fe9fe339cfa3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330258131%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2814BCB857D2C82709BDD81D8A101CE0E874BF66.64E74A16F7D7538155A9D9306A9008D0A1EF345E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1bc6fe9fe339cfa3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuRibcOr5iqMO_w-Kdk0EXYh3RFU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we got home we decided to go to the pool.&amp;nbsp; Ethan went down for his nap so Tim stayed home and napped too.&amp;nbsp; We spent the afternoon at the pool.&amp;nbsp; Abby is making lots of new friends.&amp;nbsp; She even had a boy following her around today.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry mom,&amp;nbsp; I had my eye on him like a hawk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Ethan and Tim were watching TV.&amp;nbsp; Spongebob I think.&amp;nbsp; We made pasta and sauce for dinner.&amp;nbsp;Josh and Abby played all evening on the computer.&amp;nbsp; I think they may have stayed up half the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jake, Brady, &amp;amp; Ethan were ready to hit the pond again by 8. It had cooled down some so I took them over to the smaller pond behind Tim's parents. Brady caught two fish. Jake would bait a pole up and throw it in and tell Brady to watch it. He told him if it moves to pick it up and jerk back. He was such a trooper and caught two. I had taken two chairs and told Ethan to stay in the chair. He did very well and loved the fish when Jake and Brady would bring them by to show him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eVCxJmL3V3g/TgcxR-NfhCI/AAAAAAAABSI/AD371P21FT8/s1600/DSC_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eVCxJmL3V3g/TgcxR-NfhCI/AAAAAAAABSI/AD371P21FT8/s320/DSC_0775.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan sitting watching the fisherman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCzjYZJmAic/TgcxohZrKVI/AAAAAAAABSM/yE2pKf_xpMI/s1600/DSC_0777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCzjYZJmAic/TgcxohZrKVI/AAAAAAAABSM/yE2pKf_xpMI/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fisherman wathcing the pole.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2TYu41eTp0/Tgcx_TNDObI/AAAAAAAABSQ/apu3ZntkSNk/s1600/DSC_0783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2TYu41eTp0/Tgcx_TNDObI/AAAAAAAABSQ/apu3ZntkSNk/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady's first fish.&amp;nbsp; He didn't want to hold it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9xzclIZurE/TgcyWX8xIbI/AAAAAAAABSU/GP-WJVRNGgQ/s1600/DSC_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9xzclIZurE/TgcyWX8xIbI/AAAAAAAABSU/GP-WJVRNGgQ/s320/DSC_0785.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a keeper.....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zYxdXuBrDfI/TgcytcGG8eI/AAAAAAAABSY/y4mBVbkLyIw/s1600/DSC_0787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zYxdXuBrDfI/TgcytcGG8eI/AAAAAAAABSY/y4mBVbkLyIw/s320/DSC_0787.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;until it wiggles!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At dark we headed home and Ethan was exhausted. We got into our jammies and he was out when his head hit the pillow. So for three days I can report - no major fights, no injuries, no one is starving! Yea me!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-145843989561222271?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/145843989561222271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=145843989561222271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/145843989561222271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/145843989561222271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-three-fishing.html' title='Day 3 - Fishing'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhP2-9Jh32o/Tgcwkl2_M3I/AAAAAAAABSA/43kmKA-QfnI/s72-c/DSC_0766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2042507203629141390</id><published>2011-06-24T23:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:27:46.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - The "Magnificent Seven"</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOcdM-1NVXQ/TgXR5wuItLI/AAAAAAAABRU/2bW9JRe-utk/s1600/DSC_0741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOcdM-1NVXQ/TgXR5wuItLI/AAAAAAAABRU/2bW9JRe-utk/s400/DSC_0741.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boys hanging out on the trampoline.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HmPk5XuRS4/TgXSs2vcPgI/AAAAAAAABRc/TMdyUa_NxQw/s1600/DSC_0745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6HmPk5XuRS4/TgXSs2vcPgI/AAAAAAAABRc/TMdyUa_NxQw/s400/DSC_0745.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady, Abby, &amp;amp; Ethan playing the X-box&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well today was our first full day.&amp;nbsp; We woke up around 7 a.m.&amp;nbsp; Well at least Ethan and I did.&amp;nbsp; The other kids slept until 10.&amp;nbsp; Jessi had her last day of basketball camp so we drove her to Garber.&amp;nbsp; I think this is the first one I have ever missed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QI0EaKdk9i4/TgXTHEb80OI/AAAAAAAABRg/Py0PHT-ALV0/s1600/DSC_0748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QI0EaKdk9i4/TgXTHEb80OI/AAAAAAAABRg/Py0PHT-ALV0/s320/DSC_0748.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here kitty, kitty, kitty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So it was so cute when Ethan woke up.&amp;nbsp; I heard him stirring so I sat up in bed.&amp;nbsp; You could see his eyes open.&amp;nbsp; He would look around confused.&amp;nbsp; Then he shut his eyes for several seconds then opened them again.&amp;nbsp; It seemed as if he was thinking..... Ok where am I.&amp;nbsp; This doesn't look familiar.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'm dreaming.&amp;nbsp; I think I'll close my eyes and I'll wake up back in my bed at home.&amp;nbsp; Nope Nope still in this strange place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Every chance he gets he goes to the door to see if he can see the kitties.&amp;nbsp; He gets so excited.&amp;nbsp; The problem there is the little guy can reach and open the door.&amp;nbsp; So I have to really watch him when he goes to the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWMwrLI023w/TgXSWZJlvSI/AAAAAAAABRY/fX4rcJU3SWk/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gang watching Josh play on computer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Most of the day we spent watching TV, playing video games.&amp;nbsp; Brady follows Josh and Jake around at all times.&amp;nbsp; I finally read the instruction sheet they came with.&amp;nbsp; So far I have been doing everything it said.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim texted to check on us and he asked "How are the Magnificent Seven"?&amp;nbsp; I thought it was cute so it is sticking.&amp;nbsp; Me and the Magnificent Seven!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals today didn't go over as well as the pb&amp;amp;j yesterday.&amp;nbsp; We tried mac and cheese for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Big kids devoured.&amp;nbsp; Ethan wouldn't touch it.&amp;nbsp; Dinner was hot dogs.&amp;nbsp; Again big kids ate, Ethan ignored.&amp;nbsp; Jessi did find at least one item Ethan loves.&amp;nbsp; CHEETOS!!!!&amp;nbsp; Ok so what kid doesn't love cheetos.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiFb-G8ji5o/TgXTcZCjq8I/AAAAAAAABRk/8ol3nEifnN0/s1600/DSC_0754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiFb-G8ji5o/TgXTcZCjq8I/AAAAAAAABRk/8ol3nEifnN0/s320/DSC_0754.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look I'm a walrus!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuTyziumq8M/TgXTzxhLQjI/AAAAAAAABRo/WL9r68oHHD8/s1600/DSC_0759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuTyziumq8M/TgXTzxhLQjI/AAAAAAAABRo/WL9r68oHHD8/s320/DSC_0759.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good and Healthy dinner, CHEETOS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After dinner I took the middle 5 kids to the Garber pool.&amp;nbsp; Tonight is the night they open back up from 6 to 8.&amp;nbsp; Abby passed the swim test and Brady was so good about wearing his life jacket.&amp;nbsp; He jumped off the diving board at least 40 times.&amp;nbsp; I was especially proud of Jake and Josh.&amp;nbsp; They never once left&amp;nbsp;Brady alone.&amp;nbsp; They played with him.&amp;nbsp; Took him to the diving board.&amp;nbsp; During the break Brady kept dragging&amp;nbsp;Josh to the group of girls.&amp;nbsp; I think they said he has 4 new girlfriends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was so fun to observe Abby.&amp;nbsp; At first she was very stand offish.&amp;nbsp; Not knowing anyone but her cousins.&amp;nbsp; By the time she left she had made friends with some of the girls in Jake and Josh's class.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We came back home and Ethan was crying for Abby.&amp;nbsp; They said he hadn't been crying long but you could tell Jessi was frazzled.&amp;nbsp; Tim also said she refused to change his diaper.&amp;nbsp; Uncle Tim stepped up and changed him though.&amp;nbsp; I think he really likes having these little ones around.&amp;nbsp; We love having Abby too.&amp;nbsp; It gives Jenni someone to interact with that isn't a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Next was bath time.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say I hadn't thought about the fact that we don't have a bath tub.&amp;nbsp; We do but the stopper no longer works.&amp;nbsp; So we hooked up the shower head on a hose and gave the boys a shower.&amp;nbsp; It worked pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Ethan went to sleep around 9:30 and I have no idea when the boys and girls went to sleep.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure it was late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPv-opuRWF0/TgXUKgZ7ITI/AAAAAAAABRs/aW9RiutCSWw/s1600/DSC_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPv-opuRWF0/TgXUKgZ7ITI/AAAAAAAABRs/aW9RiutCSWw/s320/DSC_0761.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think my pants are too big!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ I almost forgot but when I was adding pictures I saw this one.&amp;nbsp; Mom.... I don't think these shorts fit.&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious watching him walk a few steps then he would grab them and pull them up.&amp;nbsp; Finally he quit pulling on them and they fell to his ankles.&amp;nbsp; He walked to the couch like that and I said just step out of em.&amp;nbsp; So we ran around the rest of the evening with no pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2042507203629141390?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2042507203629141390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2042507203629141390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2042507203629141390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2042507203629141390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/magnificent-seven-day-2.html' title='Day 2 - The &quot;Magnificent Seven&quot;'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mOcdM-1NVXQ/TgXR5wuItLI/AAAAAAAABRU/2bW9JRe-utk/s72-c/DSC_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6788018537417837042</id><published>2011-06-23T23:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:28:08.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Staying with Aunt Bengi &amp; Uncle Tim  - The week begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N_ysX0H6-U/TgSw6bAmESI/AAAAAAAABRE/Q4-_csX0SE4/s1600/DSC_0727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N_ysX0H6-U/TgSw6bAmESI/AAAAAAAABRE/Q4-_csX0SE4/s320/DSC_0727.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After a trip to the grocery store for kid food, (fruit loops, bananas, grapes, cookies, chips etc...)&amp;nbsp; I went to pick up the boys at my grandmas house.&amp;nbsp; Brady was ready to go.&amp;nbsp; Ethan however was a little apprehensive to leave grandma Kathi.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After a 20 minute attempt at removing the car seats from grandmas car to mine in the 100 degree heat we finally got them unhooked.&amp;nbsp; Geez!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Things have sure changed in a mere 8 years.&amp;nbsp; Then we were off.&amp;nbsp; Ethan cried till we got out in the country and located some cows.&amp;nbsp; He kept pointing at them.&amp;nbsp; I'm wondering what he will think when they are practically in the front yard at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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She was really good with him.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately he got scared of the dogs when they stopped by earlier so he cries when he sees them.&amp;nbsp; I have them quarantined in the kitchen so they won't scare him but if he even sees them he cries.&amp;nbsp; He loves the little ones but he big ones aren't cool with him.&amp;nbsp; We also have two little kittens outside.&amp;nbsp; He loves them.&amp;nbsp; He keeps following them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first dinner consisted of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and ramen noodle soup.&amp;nbsp; Ethan opted for a banana instead of the soup.&amp;nbsp; They all ate really well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DYHBfH_1XvU/TgSxQ0veftI/AAAAAAAABRI/FzjUSOcuwQ0/s1600/DSC_0735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DYHBfH_1XvU/TgSxQ0veftI/AAAAAAAABRI/FzjUSOcuwQ0/s320/DSC_0735.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When Tim got home we went out and got the baby bed.&amp;nbsp; We put it back together and in our room.&amp;nbsp; I got his blanket out and he said "night night".&amp;nbsp; I fixed his sippy cup with water but he was almost asleep by the time I got back with the cup.&amp;nbsp; Tim woke up around midnight and was like do you think he is ok does he need more blankets?&amp;nbsp; I loved the way Tim looked in the crib.&amp;nbsp; It reminded me of him with our kids.&amp;nbsp; So sweet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So day one wasn't too bad.&amp;nbsp; No major fights or accidents.&amp;nbsp; Whew!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6788018537417837042?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6788018537417837042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6788018537417837042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6788018537417837042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6788018537417837042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/staying-with-aunt-bengi-uncle-tim-week.html' title='Day 1 - Staying with Aunt Bengi &amp; Uncle Tim  - The week begins!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N_ysX0H6-U/TgSw6bAmESI/AAAAAAAABRE/Q4-_csX0SE4/s72-c/DSC_0727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4066899753442365</id><published>2011-06-15T21:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:59:10.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Camp!</title><content type='html'>Jenni decided to go with us today.&amp;nbsp; It was very tiring and you could sure see the fatigue in the girls but they did pretty good.&amp;nbsp; I was proud of them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and then spent the rest of the evening relaxing.&amp;nbsp; All that sitting on those bench bleachers had done a number on my back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4066899753442365?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4066899753442365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4066899753442365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4066899753442365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4066899753442365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-day-of-camp.html' title='Last Day of Camp!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1992558759585132129</id><published>2011-06-14T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:56:51.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 Camp - Piedmont Tornado Destruction</title><content type='html'>Well we made it for day two of the camp.&amp;nbsp; Girls are still playing pretty well.&amp;nbsp; You can tell they are getting tired though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left we came out the back way to get to HWY 74.&amp;nbsp; I knew the tornado had gone through the area a few weeks back but nothing prepared me for the destruction I was about to view.&amp;nbsp; The Falcon Lake area where the mother had covered her three kids in a bathtub was along this road.&amp;nbsp; Two of her three kids were killed.&amp;nbsp; To describe the area even three weeks out is difficult.&amp;nbsp; Stuff everywhere.&amp;nbsp; Every tree leveled.&amp;nbsp; Most homes gone from their foundations.&amp;nbsp; The few that had parts standing were pretty unrecognizable.&amp;nbsp; Cars and trucks just beat to unrecognition.&amp;nbsp; The hard part for me is how a home can be standing looking untouched and then 1/10 of a mile down the road complete destruction for a tenth of a mile then farther 1/10 of a mile another house untouched.&amp;nbsp; Very disturbing to me thinking about that poor mother.&amp;nbsp; Just so sad.&amp;nbsp; It also looked pretty deserted like no one wanted to come back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1992558759585132129?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1992558759585132129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1992558759585132129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1992558759585132129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1992558759585132129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2-camp-piedmont-tornado-destruction.html' title='Day 2 Camp - Piedmont Tornado Destruction'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4199797791696694257</id><published>2011-06-13T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:49:54.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Camp</title><content type='html'>Jessi and I were up and at them early in the morning.&amp;nbsp; She has basketball camp in Piedmont today.&amp;nbsp; They played pretty well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After camp we headed back to Garber then I had to take Jenni to her softball game in Medford.&amp;nbsp; We only lost by one run.&amp;nbsp; We made it back to watch the boys game at Garber.&amp;nbsp; They won.&amp;nbsp; Long Long Long day and we have to get up and do it again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4199797791696694257?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4199797791696694257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4199797791696694257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4199797791696694257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4199797791696694257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/basketball-camp.html' title='Basketball Camp'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6747622439436621614</id><published>2011-06-12T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:11:38.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms and Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today is our 18th Anniversary.&amp;nbsp; We celebrated yesterday at a wonderful restaurant so today was just for relaxing around the lake.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night some storms moved through and boy was it windy.&amp;nbsp; Tim kept up with the radar and everything was fine in the morning but it was kinda scary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty laid back day.&amp;nbsp; Happy Anniversary Tim!&amp;nbsp; Here is to at least 18 more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6747622439436621614?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6747622439436621614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6747622439436621614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6747622439436621614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6747622439436621614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/storms-and-anniversary.html' title='Storms and Anniversary'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7002967451185206914</id><published>2011-06-11T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:09:48.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ranchers Club</title><content type='html'>OMG&amp;nbsp; Why&amp;nbsp; hadn't someone told us about this restaurant on the OSU campus before now.&amp;nbsp; It was absolutely incredible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day playing around at the lake.&amp;nbsp; I cooked a big breakfast and relaxed with my book most of the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our anniversary so Tim had asked around at the court house where a nice place in Stillwater was.&amp;nbsp; Judge Newby suggested The Ranchers Club.&amp;nbsp; It was decorated very ranch like with paintings of area ranches.&amp;nbsp; I ordered the five course meal with the wine flight.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun and so delicious.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing to me how well they can put wine with the food and it just be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first course was a peppered shrim appetizer.&amp;nbsp; Very tasty.&amp;nbsp; Second course was a sweet potatoe soup.&amp;nbsp; It was a hot soup and very chili like taste.&amp;nbsp; It was delicious.&amp;nbsp; Third was a pasta dish with a light white sauce and fresh onions.&amp;nbsp; It was my favorite.&amp;nbsp; You hear on TV cooks saying the flavors just burst in your mouth.&amp;nbsp; That was how this tasted.&amp;nbsp; Fourth course was a half lobster with some kind of crust on top.&amp;nbsp; It was good but I never think you get enough.&amp;nbsp; Last was a blood orange cheese cake.&amp;nbsp; It was fabulous!&amp;nbsp; Tim ordered a salad, the filet, and an apple dessert.&amp;nbsp; It was very good too.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time reminescing over all the trips we have taken over the years and our favorite memories.&amp;nbsp; It was the best anniversary we have had in several years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-7002967451185206914?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7002967451185206914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7002967451185206914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7002967451185206914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7002967451185206914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/ranchers-club.html' title='The Ranchers Club'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-344971434368607570</id><published>2011-06-10T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:02:35.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Time and Ball Game</title><content type='html'>Today was designated swim day.&amp;nbsp; Josh Jenni &amp;amp; I went to the&amp;nbsp; pool and enjoyed an afternoon keeping cool.&amp;nbsp; The temps are still really high for this time of year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenni had a game and we won.&amp;nbsp; Her and Jacey were on fire tonight.&amp;nbsp; They could not miss!&amp;nbsp; Jenni hit a home run.&amp;nbsp; It was so exciting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we loaded up in Tim's truck and headed to the lake.&amp;nbsp; I could use a quiet weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-344971434368607570?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/344971434368607570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=344971434368607570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/344971434368607570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/344971434368607570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/swim-time-and-ball-game.html' title='Swim Time and Ball Game'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1184591396174956882</id><published>2011-06-10T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T07:59:20.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Night Lights</title><content type='html'>Well after spending most of the day in the hot gym,&amp;nbsp; Jenni and I made it home.&amp;nbsp; We relaxed for&amp;nbsp; awhile and then headed over to the boys baseball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had several people ready to contain me because basically the head coach is an idiot.&amp;nbsp; That is the nicest form of words I could use.&amp;nbsp; Tim and him sat my boys because parents had been complaining.&amp;nbsp; You see his boys are Jenni's age and not that good but they have played second and short every inning we have played.&amp;nbsp; I understand some of the boys were upset that they didn't get to play but..... my boys have paid their dues.&amp;nbsp; This is the year my boys should be playing.&amp;nbsp; They didn't pull the other older boys.&amp;nbsp; So because he is an ass and played his boys all the time, mine who&amp;nbsp;are actually assets to the team had to sit.&amp;nbsp; And the most frustrating was Tim went along with it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So needless to say I was not happy.&amp;nbsp; Lightning started and the game was called.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1184591396174956882?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1184591396174956882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1184591396174956882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1184591396174956882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1184591396174956882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/thursday-night-lights.html' title='Thursday Night Lights'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1652339912305196577</id><published>2011-06-08T18:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T18:55:58.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eskimo Joe's &amp; Basketball</title><content type='html'>Today was Jessi's first basketball camp.&amp;nbsp; To say the least it didn't go well.&amp;nbsp; And that is really all I want to share about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenni and I stayed at the lake.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to be there together.&amp;nbsp; We just snuggled and watched a movie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Eskimoe Joes.&amp;nbsp; We love that place but when dad is with us he tends to like Mexico Joes or Joeseppis.&amp;nbsp; So we had bacon cheese fries and a chocolate shake.&amp;nbsp; It was oooh sooo good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1652339912305196577?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1652339912305196577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1652339912305196577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1652339912305196577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1652339912305196577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/eskimo-joes-basketball.html' title='Eskimo Joe&apos;s &amp; Basketball'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4814585142324289</id><published>2011-06-07T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:04:33.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 to 5</title><content type='html'>Today was another scorcher in northern Oklahoma.&amp;nbsp; We managed to do things indoors until the pool opened at 1:00.&amp;nbsp; It was very refreshing to be in the cool water.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was the musical 9 to 5 in OKC.&amp;nbsp; Jessi, Jenni and I met grandma Kathi at our favorite OLIVE GARDEN.&amp;nbsp; We just love the salad and breadsticks.&amp;nbsp; Yummy!&amp;nbsp; Then we headed downtown.&amp;nbsp; It was soooooo good!&amp;nbsp; We laughed and laughed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a late night getting home but we enjoyed it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4814585142324289?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4814585142324289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4814585142324289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4814585142324289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4814585142324289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/9-to-5.html' title='9 to 5'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1161455291727723157</id><published>2011-06-06T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:05:09.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Like Mondays!</title><content type='html'>As a rule Mondays have never really bothered me.&amp;nbsp; It after all is just another day in the week.&amp;nbsp; Any more there really isn't a day that is busier than others so if you disliked one day you should dislike them all.&amp;nbsp; However, the community pool is closed on Mondays.&amp;nbsp; With this August heat we are experiencing in the beginning of June,&amp;nbsp; I was really wanting to go take a dip in the pool.&amp;nbsp; Maybe not putting our pool back in was a mistake.&amp;nbsp; I do miss having it in the back yard at my convenience.&amp;nbsp; Well maybe next year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessi slept in a litttle and didn't make it to the gym until a little before 10.&amp;nbsp; I went to the office and worked on some letters.&amp;nbsp; We came home about noon.&amp;nbsp; Had lunch; then took Josh and Jenni to play practice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After practice I had to rush Jessi in to her softball games and then rush back for the boys game.&amp;nbsp; The boys won pretty handily.&amp;nbsp; Then home and to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1161455291727723157?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1161455291727723157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1161455291727723157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1161455291727723157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1161455291727723157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-like-mondays.html' title='I Don&apos;t Like Mondays!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-3469616963419072609</id><published>2011-06-05T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:35:40.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday!</title><content type='html'>Sundays are such wonderful days.&amp;nbsp; Everyone but me slept in.&amp;nbsp; I finished a book and then watched some TV.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got up and got around so we could go to the pool.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty busy today again.&amp;nbsp; I left the kids there and worked at the office for a couple hours.&amp;nbsp; Then I went and swam my lap and did my excercises.&amp;nbsp; Back to the office to finish my work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home for hamburgers and fresh salsa.&amp;nbsp; The evening was quiet as well.&amp;nbsp; I sat out on the porch for a little while after it had cooled off.&amp;nbsp; It was terribly hot all day.&amp;nbsp; Scared to death what it will be like in July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-3469616963419072609?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/3469616963419072609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=3469616963419072609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3469616963419072609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3469616963419072609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8839503072562443752</id><published>2011-06-04T23:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:49:44.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After the party we went to get shaved ice at Carly Collins' place.&amp;nbsp; They were very very good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8839503072562443752?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8839503072562443752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8839503072562443752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8839503072562443752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8839503072562443752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/anniversary-party.html' title='Anniversary Party!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cjx-PsUCxnI/TeuzCH0wx7I/AAAAAAAABQw/wO4cGvOEMCk/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5492293881605224839</id><published>2011-06-03T17:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T07:16:12.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Anniversaries!</title><content type='html'>First I would like to wish my beautiful sister Happy Birthday.&amp;nbsp; Today is also my inlaws 50th anniversary.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing that they have been married that long.&amp;nbsp; They both are so young an active.&amp;nbsp; I have decided they had to have gotten married in grade school.&amp;nbsp; So here is to all three of you.&amp;nbsp; May your day be relaxing and may you have many more birthday's and anniversaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hot hot hot!&amp;nbsp; It already seems like July.&amp;nbsp; Jake, Jenni and I headed to the office to make a couple of shirts.&amp;nbsp; We cleaned a little too.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to have all my t-shirts back in order.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a pizza for lunch and then I smoked Jake at ping pong.&amp;nbsp; He really needs to practice if he is gonna beat me.&amp;nbsp; Then we headed over to the pool.&amp;nbsp; There wasn't quite as many people at opening time as there was yesterday but it quickly filled up again.&amp;nbsp; I bet there was at least 60 people.&amp;nbsp; So glad it is open again.&amp;nbsp; I overdid the sun today though.&amp;nbsp; I have a nice pink glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home about 4.&amp;nbsp; Took showers and are now getting ready for Jenni's game in Medford.&amp;nbsp; The boys won last night.&amp;nbsp; The opponent was ahead till the last inning.&amp;nbsp; But the boys scored two for the win.&amp;nbsp; Jake struggled pitching and got frustrated.&amp;nbsp; Dustin came in and really fired the ball in two have two innings of three up three down.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim started (finally) fixing the windows on the inside.&amp;nbsp; He has been putting perfa tape and mud .&amp;nbsp; So glad to see that getting done.&amp;nbsp; I was really beginning to feel like I lived in the ghetto trash house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5492293881605224839?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5492293881605224839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5492293881605224839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5492293881605224839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5492293881605224839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/pool-day-2.html' title='Birthday and Anniversaries!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8508496236697953597</id><published>2011-06-02T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:31:39.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Opening!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Tim's long day.&amp;nbsp; So being the loving wife I am I cooked him waffles and coffee.&amp;nbsp; Jessi and Shealynn had to be at drivers ed at 8 this morning.&amp;nbsp; So they got waffles too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other kids and I got around for the first day the local pool was open.&amp;nbsp; There were about 75 people there.&amp;nbsp; It was exciting because it has been closed the last two years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my precious child Jessica lost her drivers ed card that said she had completed the course.&amp;nbsp; I mean really we are talking 4 blocks and she looses it.&amp;nbsp; GEEEEEEZZZZZ!!!!!&amp;nbsp; So we had to hunt coach down and have her fill out another one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have a baseball game tonight at Garber.&amp;nbsp; Jake should get to pitch.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I cooked spaghetti for dinner.&amp;nbsp; The kids gobbled it up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8508496236697953597?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8508496236697953597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8508496236697953597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8508496236697953597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8508496236697953597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/pool-opening.html' title='Pool Opening!!!!!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-9182114762376753523</id><published>2011-06-01T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:43:37.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My personal challenge!</title><content type='html'>So today I'm giving myself a challenge.&amp;nbsp; To blog everyday for a month.&amp;nbsp; If I complete my task, I'm going to get myself something exciting.&amp;nbsp; (Actual item yet to be determined!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is in&amp;nbsp;full swing.&amp;nbsp; Today finds me cleaning the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; Yes it really needed cleaning.&amp;nbsp; Then Jake, Josh, and Jenni wanted waffles so we dirtied it up again.&amp;nbsp; They were yummy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessi missed out because she is off driving at drivers ed.&amp;nbsp; I don't think it has hit me that she will be getting her permit in two months and 8 days!&amp;nbsp; YIKES!!!&amp;nbsp; I sure feel for coach having to drive with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been ball gaming too.&amp;nbsp; All four kids had games last night.&amp;nbsp; Jessi said she had a really good hit.&amp;nbsp; The boys and Jenni lost their games.&amp;nbsp; I didn't see the boys game but Jenni and the girls played really well.&amp;nbsp; We held a much older team to only two runs and we lost by 1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-9182114762376753523?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/9182114762376753523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=9182114762376753523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9182114762376753523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9182114762376753523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-personal-challenge.html' title='My personal challenge!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1884143880435426154</id><published>2011-01-20T10:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:10:49.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Day</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty quiet for the Beebe's. I worked on cleaning the house and catching up laundry. I went and picked up the kids from school and went to the office. I did a quick photo shoot and made a sweatshirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessi had team dinner tonight at Sydney's and the rest of us went to the Cabin in Garber for dinner. I have been craving one of their chili cheese burgers. It was so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and cleaned the boys room. Grandpa Beebe had bought a house that had a couple nice twin beds with the bookcase in the headboard. We got them switched out and their room clean. Now wonder how long it will stay clean. It was kind of sad though. My boys are growing up. They wanted to get rid of their hot wheel cars and other toy type stuff. We kept the art stuff and the ps2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be a storm coming tonight so I'm guessing we will have no school tomorrow. Yea!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1884143880435426154?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1884143880435426154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1884143880435426154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1884143880435426154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1884143880435426154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2011/01/quite-day.html' title='Quiet Day'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-9067515830064851850</id><published>2010-09-02T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T17:09:09.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake and Josh's Football Schedule</title><content type='html'>The boys are starting football!&amp;nbsp; Here is their schedule.&amp;nbsp; It should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 14 at Garber vs Covington @ 5&lt;br /&gt;Sept 20 at Ringwood @ 6&lt;br /&gt;Sept 27 at Garber vs Pond Creek @ 6&lt;br /&gt;Oct 4 at Kremlin @ 6&lt;br /&gt;Oct 12 at Covington @ 6&lt;br /&gt;Oct 18 at Garber vs Medford @ 6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-9067515830064851850?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/9067515830064851850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=9067515830064851850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9067515830064851850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9067515830064851850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2010/09/jake-and-joshs-football-schedule.html' title='Jake and Josh&apos;s Football Schedule'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8354452756453271086</id><published>2010-08-12T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:18:41.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQCsvut0jI/AAAAAAAABN4/8WuQsF06YZ4/s1600/DSC_6852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQCsvut0jI/AAAAAAAABN4/8WuQsF06YZ4/s320/DSC_6852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can not believe I took my kids for their first day of school this morning.&amp;nbsp; Where did the summer go?&amp;nbsp; I'm one of the few moms that actually love having my kids at home.&amp;nbsp; Jessi started high school today and the boys are in 5th grade.&amp;nbsp; Pretty excited that they get to start school sponsored sports.&amp;nbsp; Jenni is in the third this year and is ready.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8354452756453271086?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8354452756453271086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8354452756453271086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8354452756453271086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8354452756453271086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school-2010.html' title='First day of school 2010'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQCsvut0jI/AAAAAAAABN4/8WuQsF06YZ4/s72-c/DSC_6852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5081531938186313064</id><published>2010-08-12T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:14:01.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenni's New Room</title><content type='html'>Jenni and I decided Monday she needed a new look for her room.&amp;nbsp; We bought the paint to which the Lowe's paint guy told her she was a very lucky girl to get to paint her room "that" color.&amp;nbsp; She was totally excited beyond words.&amp;nbsp; She sang "i'm painting my room today" the entire drive home.&amp;nbsp; I'll start with the after pictures and then show you the before.&amp;nbsp; She had told me all summer she was cleaning her room and it was almost done.&amp;nbsp; Ha!&amp;nbsp; It's done now though and I have threatened to shave her hair off if she lets it get messy again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_CFmFL_I/AAAAAAAABNI/S-lgmLH2PFo/s1600/DSC_6858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_CFmFL_I/AAAAAAAABNI/S-lgmLH2PFo/s320/DSC_6858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_cxg__BI/AAAAAAAABNQ/XUogoP8LJsY/s1600/DSC_6859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_cxg__BI/AAAAAAAABNQ/XUogoP8LJsY/s320/DSC_6859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_0ppYoKI/AAAAAAAABNY/0YkDI3foiqU/s1600/DSC_6860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_0ppYoKI/AAAAAAAABNY/0YkDI3foiqU/s320/DSC_6860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;before the renovations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQANbrGEWI/AAAAAAAABNg/m2ia98-M9XY/s1600/DSC_6803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQANbrGEWI/AAAAAAAABNg/m2ia98-M9XY/s320/DSC_6803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQAoPn8DgI/AAAAAAAABNo/ECxOiDNG3TM/s1600/DSC_6804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQAoPn8DgI/AAAAAAAABNo/ECxOiDNG3TM/s320/DSC_6804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQBAj4g3YI/AAAAAAAABNw/V09DpJ_bPxY/s1600/DSC_6805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGQBAj4g3YI/AAAAAAAABNw/V09DpJ_bPxY/s320/DSC_6805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5081531938186313064?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5081531938186313064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5081531938186313064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5081531938186313064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5081531938186313064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2010/08/jennis-new-room.html' title='Jenni&apos;s New Room'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGP_CFmFL_I/AAAAAAAABNI/S-lgmLH2PFo/s72-c/DSC_6858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8254518408982096025</id><published>2010-08-11T14:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T08:51:22.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessi's High School Softball Schedule</title><content type='html'>Ok here is Jessi's softball schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGL2nr1hjOI/AAAAAAAABNA/deHWsaWgM5M/s1600/DSC_6529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGL2nr1hjOI/AAAAAAAABNA/deHWsaWgM5M/s320/DSC_6529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aug 16&amp;nbsp; At Covington 4 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Aug 17 At Drummond 4 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Aug 19 at Garber vs Pioneer 4 p.nm.&lt;br /&gt;Aug 23 to 25 Skeltur Tourn at Kellet times to be announced&lt;br /&gt;Aug 30 at Garber vs Dover 5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Aug 31 at Garber vs Covington 5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Sep 07 at Garber vs Ringwood 5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Sep 09-11 Fairview Tournament times to be announced&lt;br /&gt;Sep 13 at Kremlin 5 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Sep 14 at Garber vs Cimarron 4 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Sep 21 at Garber vs Waukomis 5:15&lt;br /&gt;Sep 23 - 24 District Tournament times to be announced&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8254518408982096025?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8254518408982096025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8254518408982096025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8254518408982096025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8254518408982096025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2010/08/jessis-high-school-softball-schedule.html' title='Jessi&apos;s High School Softball Schedule'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/TGL2nr1hjOI/AAAAAAAABNA/deHWsaWgM5M/s72-c/DSC_6529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5587143723688646567</id><published>2010-02-08T22:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:18:30.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessi's Basketball Team goes undefeated!</title><content type='html'>Oh I am so proud of Jessi and her basketball team.&amp;nbsp; They won the Skeltur Junior High Tournament and went 15 and 0 for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/S3Dh_FnU0PI/AAAAAAAABJc/0Q0V-UhxgnI/s1600-h/DSC_9658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/S3Dh_FnU0PI/AAAAAAAABJc/0Q0V-UhxgnI/s320/DSC_9658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/S3DhUwC7I0I/AAAAAAAABJU/CZQ5AjdRPNs/s1600-h/DSC_0204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/S3DhUwC7I0I/AAAAAAAABJU/CZQ5AjdRPNs/s320/DSC_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5587143723688646567?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5587143723688646567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5587143723688646567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5587143723688646567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5587143723688646567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2010/02/jessis-basketball-team-goes-undefeated.html' title='Jessi&apos;s Basketball Team goes undefeated!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/S3Dh_FnU0PI/AAAAAAAABJc/0Q0V-UhxgnI/s72-c/DSC_9658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2916471484410417675</id><published>2009-10-09T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:51:59.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessi all "dolled up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StACuzyQE4I/AAAAAAAABGs/cMqtF_2Mhw0/s1600-h/EDITED6258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StACuzyQE4I/AAAAAAAABGs/cMqtF_2Mhw0/s400/EDITED6258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StAC11HBIMI/AAAAAAAABG0/1v506-ZzrFQ/s1600-h/edited6260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StAC11HBIMI/AAAAAAAABG0/1v506-ZzrFQ/s400/edited6260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StAC83Ya1lI/AAAAAAAABG8/XTXTDgcW9-0/s1600-h/edited6260bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StAC83Ya1lI/AAAAAAAABG8/XTXTDgcW9-0/s400/edited6260bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StADLe6D70I/AAAAAAAABHE/3xoJAQGGAeo/s1600-h/EDITED6282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StADLe6D70I/AAAAAAAABHE/3xoJAQGGAeo/s400/EDITED6282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StADerPX1iI/AAAAAAAABHM/bb86-Wk7OSA/s1600-h/EDITED6293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StADerPX1iI/AAAAAAAABHM/bb86-Wk7OSA/s400/EDITED6293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StADpsjrjhI/AAAAAAAABHU/Vz5Fum3ItUo/s1600-h/EDITET6273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StADpsjrjhI/AAAAAAAABHU/Vz5Fum3ItUo/s400/EDITET6273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StAD0VhQPpI/AAAAAAAABHc/l_ICKJ2iMSQ/s1600-h/jessi2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StAD0VhQPpI/AAAAAAAABHc/l_ICKJ2iMSQ/s400/jessi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day Jessi came out to me and said "Mom, if I get all dolled up will you take my picture?"&amp;nbsp; Now the first adorable item in that sentence is "dolled up".&amp;nbsp; I didn't know people still used that saying.&amp;nbsp; The second is that she asked me to take her picture.&amp;nbsp; She fights me constantly about asking her to let me take her picture.&amp;nbsp; I got quite a few good ones.&amp;nbsp; These are just a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2916471484410417675?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2916471484410417675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2916471484410417675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2916471484410417675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2916471484410417675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/10/jessi-all-dolled-up.html' title='Jessi all &quot;dolled up&quot;'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/StACuzyQE4I/AAAAAAAABGs/cMqtF_2Mhw0/s72-c/EDITED6258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6537016949640247162</id><published>2009-09-24T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:45:57.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsure Knight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sruv-2RV4tI/AAAAAAAABGk/WIYtbFJylxg/s1600-h/jessi%27sknight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sruv-2RV4tI/AAAAAAAABGk/WIYtbFJylxg/s400/jessi%27sknight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really love this picture.&amp;nbsp; Aren't his eyes cute?&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/2199916145945764633-6537016949640247162?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6537016949640247162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6537016949640247162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6537016949640247162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6537016949640247162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/unsure-knight.html' title='Unsure Knight!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sruv-2RV4tI/AAAAAAAABGk/WIYtbFJylxg/s72-c/jessi%27sknight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-9180626475772450564</id><published>2009-09-16T22:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:57:38.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A good laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyN3kB4uI/AAAAAAAABGM/MuobD8hXZhA/s1600-h/grandmasboys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyN3kB4uI/AAAAAAAABGM/MuobD8hXZhA/s400/grandmasboys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyccm2StI/AAAAAAAABGU/A9CKhxSbjc8/s1600-h/grandpasboys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyccm2StI/AAAAAAAABGU/A9CKhxSbjc8/s400/grandpasboys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyqvhorlI/AAAAAAAABGc/WyuN5-fcVJI/s1600-h/janiceandboys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyqvhorlI/AAAAAAAABGc/WyuN5-fcVJI/s400/janiceandboys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this would be fun.&amp;nbsp; I really didn't have great baby pictures to work with but I took pictures in the waiting room of the grandparents with their arms out like they were holding babies.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Don't you just love all three of their expressions.&amp;nbsp; I probably could get better results by making their hands show around the babies but this was just for fun.&amp;nbsp; I hope someone got a small laugh at my attempt to bring the boys together without being together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-9180626475772450564?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/9180626475772450564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=9180626475772450564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9180626475772450564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9180626475772450564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-laugh.html' title='A good laugh!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SrGyN3kB4uI/AAAAAAAABGM/MuobD8hXZhA/s72-c/grandmasboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4972720380287908245</id><published>2009-09-15T13:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:13:04.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimi's Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq_cgX_LvUI/AAAAAAAABFU/JwKSL0YoGU4/s1600-h/announcement.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq_cgX_LvUI/AAAAAAAABFU/JwKSL0YoGU4/s400/announcement.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a couple of cuties!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq_m5nuXB5I/AAAAAAAABFk/82SteOiOcfU/s1600-h/announcement3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq_m5nuXB5I/AAAAAAAABFk/82SteOiOcfU/s400/announcement3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4972720380287908245?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4972720380287908245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4972720380287908245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4972720380287908245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4972720380287908245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/boys.html' title='Kimi&apos;s Boys'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq_cgX_LvUI/AAAAAAAABFU/JwKSL0YoGU4/s72-c/announcement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5065257243607805883</id><published>2009-09-13T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:19:15.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq1FaQyuPvI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OG_4scjOpY/s1600-h/jenni5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq1FaQyuPvI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OG_4scjOpY/s400/jenni5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Jenni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5065257243607805883?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5065257243607805883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5065257243607805883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5065257243607805883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5065257243607805883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/jenni.html' title='Jenni'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq1FaQyuPvI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OG_4scjOpY/s72-c/jenni5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6178288467031819859</id><published>2009-09-13T13:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:48:44.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-delivery belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq090_52L3I/AAAAAAAABEc/UqRvTtICbNI/s1600-h/kimibelly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq090_52L3I/AAAAAAAABEc/UqRvTtICbNI/s400/kimibelly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been working on some artistic looks.&amp;nbsp; Here is Kimi two days before delivery.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I colored the brick wall and adjusted the tone a little on her shirt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6178288467031819859?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6178288467031819859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6178288467031819859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6178288467031819859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6178288467031819859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-delivery-belly.html' title='Pre-delivery belly'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sq090_52L3I/AAAAAAAABEc/UqRvTtICbNI/s72-c/kimibelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2817955796543544142</id><published>2009-09-12T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:34:04.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Edits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqxwciKtydI/AAAAAAAABEM/3B9O7OC10jQ/s1600-h/DSC_5072_edited-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqxwciKtydI/AAAAAAAABEM/3B9O7OC10jQ/s400/DSC_5072_edited-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I finally figured out how to fix under the eyes.&amp;nbsp; What do you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqx2KmW1TlI/AAAAAAAABEU/x5PX1fUvgjs/s1600-h/timjakejosh2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqx2KmW1TlI/AAAAAAAABEU/x5PX1fUvgjs/s400/timjakejosh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2817955796543544142?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2817955796543544142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2817955796543544142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2817955796543544142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2817955796543544142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-edited-ii.html' title='Extra Edits'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqxwciKtydI/AAAAAAAABEM/3B9O7OC10jQ/s72-c/DSC_5072_edited-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6555818281020041973</id><published>2009-09-12T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:58:26.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqxtpLPufVI/AAAAAAAABEE/3C6v-JWIsjg/s1600-h/firstdayofschool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqxtpLPufVI/AAAAAAAABEE/3C6v-JWIsjg/s400/firstdayofschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture from the first day of school.&amp;nbsp; I blurred the background and did some color adjustments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6555818281020041973?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6555818281020041973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6555818281020041973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6555818281020041973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6555818281020041973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-kids.html' title='My kids'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqxtpLPufVI/AAAAAAAABEE/3C6v-JWIsjg/s72-c/firstdayofschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-9111513626804647632</id><published>2009-09-11T11:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:28:19.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camden Hugh Vesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqp56sS0YxI/AAAAAAAABDs/S3-DKZnxP7E/s1600-h/DSC_5352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqp56sS0YxI/AAAAAAAABDs/S3-DKZnxP7E/s400/DSC_5352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqp59PVpcxI/AAAAAAAABD0/b8nUBSp8PGY/s1600-h/camden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqp59PVpcxI/AAAAAAAABD0/b8nUBSp8PGY/s400/camden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture is straight out of camera; second one I sharpened, cropped and blurred the blanket a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-9111513626804647632?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/9111513626804647632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=9111513626804647632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9111513626804647632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9111513626804647632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/camden-hugh-vesta.html' title='Camden Hugh Vesta'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqp56sS0YxI/AAAAAAAABDs/S3-DKZnxP7E/s72-c/DSC_5352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5044215934683753062</id><published>2009-09-09T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:22:55.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessi Ann</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqhwzHaKJII/AAAAAAAABCI/gqnhyuYIjMo/s1600-h/DSC_4108edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqhwzHaKJII/AAAAAAAABCI/gqnhyuYIjMo/s320/DSC_4108edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a photo of Jessi from the first day of school.&amp;nbsp; I smoothed her skin and brightened her eyes.&amp;nbsp; Too much?&amp;nbsp; Let me know what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5044215934683753062?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5044215934683753062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5044215934683753062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5044215934683753062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5044215934683753062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/jessi-ann.html' title='Jessi Ann'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqhwzHaKJII/AAAAAAAABCI/gqnhyuYIjMo/s72-c/DSC_4108edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7343396744469581440</id><published>2009-09-09T18:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:26:27.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister Kimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqg5NTjdi_I/AAAAAAAABCA/d1UXyrDbAVk/s1600-h/DSC_5175edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqg5NTjdi_I/AAAAAAAABCA/d1UXyrDbAVk/s400/DSC_5175edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a gorgeous shot of Kimi.&amp;nbsp; Just two days before she gives birth.&amp;nbsp; Aren't the colors rich.&amp;nbsp; I just love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-7343396744469581440?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7343396744469581440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7343396744469581440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7343396744469581440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7343396744469581440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-sister-kimi.html' title='My sister Kimi'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sqg5NTjdi_I/AAAAAAAABCA/d1UXyrDbAVk/s72-c/DSC_5175edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-690416893244191583</id><published>2009-09-07T22:39:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:11:41.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqXVB7qZi2I/AAAAAAAABAo/dkQzWJLhRc0/s1600/jakejoshtim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378939559136037730" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqXVB7qZi2I/AAAAAAAABAo/dkQzWJLhRc0/s400/jakejoshtim.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here are my boys. Don't they look cute! The first on is the after and the second one is the straight out of camera. I am having trouble being able to move the pictures down the page on my laptop. Does anyone know what to do so I can move them again. When I log in on the desktop I can still move them so I know it isn't blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqXVBoSupXI/AAAAAAAABAg/qKvLc0MfZzg/s1600-h/DSC_4828.JPG" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378939553936483698" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqXVBoSupXI/AAAAAAAABAg/qKvLc0MfZzg/s400/DSC_4828.JPG" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-690416893244191583?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/690416893244191583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=690416893244191583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/690416893244191583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/690416893244191583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-boys.html' title='My boys!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqXVB7qZi2I/AAAAAAAABAo/dkQzWJLhRc0/s72-c/jakejoshtim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7782790279518454495</id><published>2009-09-06T22:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:55:26.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378567347091147394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqSCgVviCoI/AAAAAAAABAY/E07LahFTz9Y/s400/DSC_5072-copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378565332009472482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqSArC-n0eI/AAAAAAAABAQ/tpc-fsC6568/s400/DSC_5072_edited-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok mom stopped by yesterday to deliver some pool shock. Thank you mom! I grabbed her to get some pictures outside.  Notice the bluer eyes and the smoother skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-7782790279518454495?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7782790279518454495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7782790279518454495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7782790279518454495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7782790279518454495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mom.html' title='My mom'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqSCgVviCoI/AAAAAAAABAY/E07LahFTz9Y/s72-c/DSC_5072-copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-3999293227863293195</id><published>2009-09-05T22:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:52:20.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378201967892584498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 453px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqM2MeKLWDI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Ml8S9tVc7Ts/s400/DSC_5113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the day at the pond. We set up the tents and just enjoyed the day. The boys had a couple of friends from their class spend the night last night after the game. Once we took them to the pond they wanted them to stay again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody caught a fish. He came up to me and asked if he could call his mom. I said sure. When she answered, he said. "Mom I caught a fish, I really caught a fish. I'm having so much fun." Apparantly that was the first fish he had ever caught. I told Tim that alone made it worth all the work of putting things up and dragging all the food and drinks etc... to the pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378201954585103362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqM2LslbTAI/AAAAAAAAA_w/R54t1OP_Kfw/s400/DSC_5111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this picture of Sam and Scott. I thought it turned out neat but I wish I had gotten a different angle that included the water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378201945068988754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqM2LJIm6VI/AAAAAAAAA_o/L-ii939SrZQ/s400/DSC_5098_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jenni and I decided to come home to sleep but I got this picture of the moon before we left.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378201977959964850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqM2NDqbYLI/AAAAAAAABAA/6OCFL5Oab6Q/s400/DSC_5132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-3999293227863293195?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/3999293227863293195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=3999293227863293195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3999293227863293195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3999293227863293195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-pond.html' title='Day at the Pond'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqM2MeKLWDI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Ml8S9tVc7Ts/s72-c/DSC_5113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2368007925356393313</id><published>2009-09-05T00:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:42:22.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Home Football Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqH6Adm2lRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LhUDlOensGA/s1600-h/DSC_4972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377854315911615762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqH6Adm2lRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LhUDlOensGA/s400/DSC_4972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow it's already football time. Our defending State Champion Wolverines took to the field with gusto! We were ahead 35 - 0 half way through the second quarter. The 2nd and third strings took over and they almost 45ed em. It was a great way to start the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377854300286765698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqH5_jZmSoI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Jpv8znYsyzE/s400/DSC_4901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377854292283939250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqH5_Flk2bI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/wUMYYpcXGGo/s400/DSC_4893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2368007925356393313?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2368007925356393313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2368007925356393313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2368007925356393313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2368007925356393313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-home-football-game.html' title='First Home Football Game'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SqH6Adm2lRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LhUDlOensGA/s72-c/DSC_4972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-564000465050175310</id><published>2009-09-01T22:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:02:18.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeri, Laura, &amp; Maddy</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I took some pictures of the Birthday girls. I'm positing the before and after editing to see what you think. I'm also going to do the same with the boys pictures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376712819315233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sp3r0naS0UI/AAAAAAAAA-8/LCX7NyssFQw/s400/DSC_4617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376714824229449042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sp3tpUTF7VI/AAAAAAAAA_E/patKJ_pOyD4/s400/DSC_4617_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376712803341377506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sp3rzr51H-I/AAAAAAAAA-s/IAfx9NZruLE/s400/DSC_4575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376712793875801090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sp3rzIpD5AI/AAAAAAAAA-k/fyeBkCMkYwg/s400/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-564000465050175310?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/564000465050175310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=564000465050175310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/564000465050175310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/564000465050175310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/09/jeri-laura-maddy.html' title='Jeri, Laura, &amp; Maddy'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sp3r0naS0UI/AAAAAAAAA-8/LCX7NyssFQw/s72-c/DSC_4617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1390626046807417995</id><published>2009-08-30T22:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:04:01.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SptLa-kYihI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yYUzhDw8_MU/s1600-h/DSC_4853_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375973507041102354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SptLa-kYihI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yYUzhDw8_MU/s400/DSC_4853_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been working on editing photos. I'm getting ready for those new babies. Anyway I love this shot of Josh from last Friday. I didn't have to do any retouching to his skin. Isn't it beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1390626046807417995?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1390626046807417995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1390626046807417995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1390626046807417995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1390626046807417995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/josh.html' title='Josh'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SptLa-kYihI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yYUzhDw8_MU/s72-c/DSC_4853_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1060138399742991558</id><published>2009-08-28T22:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:31:58.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics that I have edited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375222928282279826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SpigxizM35I/AAAAAAAAA9s/k9Vrp42HOw8/s400/DSC_4782_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Spigy7Qm6vI/AAAAAAAAA98/y2NQXjJ19ck/s1600-h/DSC_4832_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375222952027941618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Spigy7Qm6vI/AAAAAAAAA98/y2NQXjJ19ck/s400/DSC_4832_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Spigycsx-fI/AAAAAAAAA90/tW9QE599Apc/s1600-h/DSC_4821_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375222943824607730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Spigycsx-fI/AAAAAAAAA90/tW9QE599Apc/s400/DSC_4821_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics that I worked on today. Please let me know what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1060138399742991558?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1060138399742991558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1060138399742991558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1060138399742991558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1060138399742991558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-pics-that-i-have-edited.html' title='Some pics that I have edited.'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SpigxizM35I/AAAAAAAAA9s/k9Vrp42HOw8/s72-c/DSC_4782_edited-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6070274764538550408</id><published>2009-08-20T23:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:22:43.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372267425546365730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/So4gwpIX6yI/AAAAAAAAA9M/ee5Y_NQza5Y/s400/DSC_4418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessi had another softball game tonight. They played Covington Douglas again and would you believe they tied again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish we could pull it out. Anyway here are some pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372267435260840370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/So4gxNUfCbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/-asDc8iil4M/s400/DSC_4422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372267441447692338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/So4gxkXi6DI/AAAAAAAAA9c/YJXgCp8idss/s400/DSC_4432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6070274764538550408?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6070274764538550408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6070274764538550408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6070274764538550408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6070274764538550408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/softball-game.html' title='Softball Game'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/So4gwpIX6yI/AAAAAAAAA9M/ee5Y_NQza5Y/s72-c/DSC_4418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1538314573323064526</id><published>2009-08-13T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:00:58.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy is Gone!</title><content type='html'>Well didn't today turn out great!  Buddy got out when I took the boys to football practice.  She was chasing our van and I told the kids "he is going to get hit".  Well he did.  Tim found him when he came home to change to go up to practice.  The kids and I have all had a good cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1538314573323064526?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1538314573323064526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1538314573323064526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1538314573323064526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1538314573323064526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/buddy-is-gone.html' title='Buddy is Gone!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5427615270080107877</id><published>2009-07-27T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:03:28.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Various Wyoming/South Dakota Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soipa5SrlzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/rHgzh_ig8nM/s1600-h/DSC_3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370728835160184626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soipa5SrlzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/rHgzh_ig8nM/s400/DSC_3796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mount Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipaF2DlHI/AAAAAAAAA88/aOonFbLtsRE/s1600-h/DSC_3765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370728821349913714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipaF2DlHI/AAAAAAAAA88/aOonFbLtsRE/s400/DSC_3765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mount Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipZQDns2I/AAAAAAAAA80/vCjyXwJKFCA/s1600-h/DSC_3760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370728806911292258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipZQDns2I/AAAAAAAAA80/vCjyXwJKFCA/s400/DSC_3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mount Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipY6Z4FPI/AAAAAAAAA8s/9kHd8myH_Dk/s1600-h/DSCN0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370728801099060466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipY6Z4FPI/AAAAAAAAA8s/9kHd8myH_Dk/s400/DSCN0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mount Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipYGcLvqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6U4bDl49uRc/s1600-h/DSC_3682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370728787150093986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoipYGcLvqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6U4bDl49uRc/s400/DSC_3682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Faithful on our second trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoimKMPjRsI/AAAAAAAAA8c/h3AyN6NvBmU/s1600-h/DSC_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725249654671042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoimKMPjRsI/AAAAAAAAA8c/h3AyN6NvBmU/s400/DSC_3441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yellowstone River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoimJqZhmpI/AAAAAAAAA8U/7GeVvcXm6yE/s1600-h/DSC_3411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725240569698962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoimJqZhmpI/AAAAAAAAA8U/7GeVvcXm6yE/s400/DSC_3411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tower Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoimIr8fsfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Q_2tTxXKbcg/s1600-h/DSCN0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725223804940786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoimIr8fsfI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Q_2tTxXKbcg/s400/DSCN0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo Bill Resevoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoiktijW3zI/AAAAAAAAA8E/x5ExMO9ctfY/s1600-h/DSC_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723657915490098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoiktijW3zI/AAAAAAAAA8E/x5ExMO9ctfY/s400/DSC_3325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bison in Yellowstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soiksrg6qrI/AAAAAAAAA78/LYeCnNlY-uI/s1600-h/DSC_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723643141302962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soiksrg6qrI/AAAAAAAAA78/LYeCnNlY-uI/s400/DSC_2977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvan Lake in Yellowstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoiksAU5O3I/AAAAAAAAA70/Lfue5WaF0gY/s1600-h/DSC_2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723631548152690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoiksAU5O3I/AAAAAAAAA70/Lfue5WaF0gY/s400/DSC_2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burned forest in Yellowstone. I don't know why but I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soii_NPLlsI/AAAAAAAAA7s/VKvHiD96UxQ/s1600-h/DSC_2896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370721762408109762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soii_NPLlsI/AAAAAAAAA7s/VKvHiD96UxQ/s400/DSC_2896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and baby moose just outside of east entrance to Yellowstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soii-YcIL8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/8T-Ge9e4wFs/s1600-h/upperfallseditied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370721748235333570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soii-YcIL8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/8T-Ge9e4wFs/s400/upperfallseditied.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upper falls from Artist Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soii9usqkkI/AAAAAAAAA7c/pCmPo0QjShQ/s1600-h/DSC_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370721737030406722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soii9usqkkI/AAAAAAAAA7c/pCmPo0QjShQ/s400/DSC_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firehouse Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoihOcubUmI/AAAAAAAAA7U/MyBNBLAV1qE/s1600-h/DSC_2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370719825240478306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoihOcubUmI/AAAAAAAAA7U/MyBNBLAV1qE/s400/DSC_2771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the water features in Yellowstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoihNkH36ZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/NLYHi1FJGNY/s1600-h/DSC_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370719810046388626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoihNkH36ZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/NLYHi1FJGNY/s400/DSC_2686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Faithful on our first trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoihM-ZPGCI/AAAAAAAAA7E/U5zYEBHD3og/s1600-h/DSC_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370719799918663714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoihM-ZPGCI/AAAAAAAAA7E/U5zYEBHD3og/s400/DSC_2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water fall in Yellowstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifUHWmfzI/AAAAAAAAA68/A_atYA1LaKA/s1600-h/DSC_2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717723559362354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifUHWmfzI/AAAAAAAAA68/A_atYA1LaKA/s400/DSC_2639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grand Canyon of Yellowstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifTcROBDI/AAAAAAAAA60/B03CMAs3hk0/s1600-h/DSC_2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717711994061874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifTcROBDI/AAAAAAAAA60/B03CMAs3hk0/s400/DSC_2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifSMoTq2I/AAAAAAAAA6s/zz9tOX7fMaA/s1600-h/DSC_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717690616064866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifSMoTq2I/AAAAAAAAA6s/zz9tOX7fMaA/s400/DSC_2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Water fall on road up from southern entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifRNGuBiI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6iynWzuJQxY/s1600-h/DSC_2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717673563751970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifRNGuBiI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6iynWzuJQxY/s400/DSC_2501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful River out by Lake Louis in Lander Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifQuAcMPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ZFcmDHdHquI/s1600-h/DSC_2459_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717665215918322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoifQuAcMPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ZFcmDHdHquI/s400/DSC_2459_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Louis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5427615270080107877?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5427615270080107877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5427615270080107877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5427615270080107877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5427615270080107877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/various-wyomingsouth-dakota-pictures.html' title='Various Wyoming/South Dakota Pictures'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soipa5SrlzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/rHgzh_ig8nM/s72-c/DSC_3796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7378956986551897820</id><published>2009-07-26T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:58:51.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading Home</title><content type='html'>Well we got up on the road early.  We saw several deer by the side of the road.  The drive was pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had made reservations in Grand Island, Nebraska.  It was a really cute KOA outside of town.  The kids and I hit the pool as soon as we got set up.  Then we headed into town for some dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town was kind of erie to me.  The downtown area reminded me alot of Enid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at a mexican restaurant and hit the wal mart.  When we got back the boys met some girls on the playground.  Jake got one girls number and has been texting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out Sunday morning and made it home by 3:00. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great trip and really enjoyed seeing all the beautiful scenery.  This is another one of those trips everyone should have the opportunity to go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-7378956986551897820?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7378956986551897820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7378956986551897820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7378956986551897820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7378956986551897820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/heading-home.html' title='Heading Home'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8277677539635381074</id><published>2009-07-24T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:54:01.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Rushmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe636QlEqI/AAAAAAAAA6M/erz8nWFaj70/s1600-h/DSC_3751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370466550356972194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe636QlEqI/AAAAAAAAA6M/erz8nWFaj70/s400/DSC_3751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went back up to Mount Rushmore. It is an awe inspiring place. I can't imagine how they were able to carve into that stone. I had always pictured it in my mind as being a really huge mountain and a very wide sculpture. Don't get me wrong it was very big but just not what I was expecting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370466560382051106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe64fmvoyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/re5G2DBmhUI/s400/DSC_3795.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around the trail that took you just under the faces. It was ok going down but again there were lots of stairs to get back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370466541527392866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe63ZXcYmI/AAAAAAAAA6E/lFwPnrCoHwk/s400/DSC_3793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came back and took the kids swimming and then cooked hamburgers for dinner. Then we once again packed up the motorhome so we could get an early start in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really enjoyed this area and wished we had more time here. We were told there wasn't much to do around here but there are lots of little towns around that could be explored. Maybe next trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8277677539635381074?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8277677539635381074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8277677539635381074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8277677539635381074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8277677539635381074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/mount-rushmore.html' title='Mount Rushmore'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe636QlEqI/AAAAAAAAA6M/erz8nWFaj70/s72-c/DSC_3751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7429138639709385146</id><published>2009-07-23T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:41:09.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462815260634946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe3ef8N70I/AAAAAAAAA5s/aR7jpFRexqg/s400/DSCN0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the day exploring the towns around here. We enjoyed checking out the area. There were lots of quaint stores. They are really getting ready for the Sturgis Rally. Like I said yesterday there are lots of bikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462798318697122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe3dg08eqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/kJDP9Btxep4/s400/DSC_3740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462810552772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe3eOZxp3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/JA4xXTeO44o/s400/DSC_3738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the afternoon in town we cooked steaks out on the grill. What makes steaks taste so much better out on a grill? We enjoyed a beautiful evening with a fire and smores.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462831256345890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe3fbh5HSI/AAAAAAAAA58/b82TRV7mXpg/s400/DSCN0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462820658071346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe3e0DERzI/AAAAAAAAA50/7kZkucDAziA/s400/DSCN0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-7429138639709385146?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7429138639709385146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7429138639709385146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7429138639709385146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7429138639709385146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-in-town.html' title='A Day in Town'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe3ef8N70I/AAAAAAAAA5s/aR7jpFRexqg/s72-c/DSCN0771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5777284668464349239</id><published>2009-07-22T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:27:15.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill City, South Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0dt-DlaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/LKT4rbJCvX0/s1600-h/DSCN0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370459503311689122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0dt-DlaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/LKT4rbJCvX0/s400/DSCN0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried to get an early start this morning and actually left ahead of schedule. The drive was pretty uneventful but their was one mountain pass that got a little scary but not as bad as what we had been through. I'm sure hoping we are done with these mountain switch back roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived around 3:30 at the Rafter J Ranch and RV park. This is a really nice place but all I'll say is they must be idiots running the place. When I called and made reservations I told them we had a 50 amp motorhome and inquired about the cable tv. Apparently, just because you aske and tell them you have a 50 amp motorhome they don't clue in. We were put in a 30 amp spot and no tv. What a great way to end the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got set up and went into Hill City. Now I didn't realize we were going to be so close to Sturgis and the big Harley Rally is just a couple of weeks away. There were bikers everywhere! It was kind of cool to see all the neat bikes and we all got a t-shirt. Anyway we had dinner at this cool little diner that had the best pizza. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370459493964592274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0dLJiNJI/AAAAAAAAA48/80sSYWLx18k/s400/DSCN0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370459483780186130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0clNYgBI/AAAAAAAAA40/1Tk2M32M6YM/s400/DSCN0001-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Tim drove us up to Mount Rushmore. He didn't tell me we were going to go there so I didn't take my big camera. I wish I had. They had a wonderful lighting ceremony. It was really neat. In fact if you plan to go, take the time to go at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370459513855616322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0eVP7JUI/AAAAAAAAA5M/oPyc-pxi7W0/s400/DSCN0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370459524354285698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0e8XAIII/AAAAAAAAA5U/bWGoDtIUygM/s400/DSCN0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony we headed back home and went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5777284668464349239?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5777284668464349239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5777284668464349239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5777284668464349239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5777284668464349239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/hill-city-south-dakota.html' title='Hill City, South Dakota'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soe0dt-DlaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/LKT4rbJCvX0/s72-c/DSCN0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8810881172044550893</id><published>2009-07-21T21:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:07:57.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the RV Park.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoewEcNeuCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/qQREndFZsJw/s1600-h/DSC_3735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370454671001303074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoewEcNeuCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/qQREndFZsJw/s400/DSC_3735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to spend the day here at the park. The kids just love the arcade, pool, and jumping pillow. They meet so many friends and have such fun. I spent the day reading a novel. We cooked dinner and then started packing our stuff up. We are heading for Mount Rushmore tomorrow.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370454688742796578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoewFeTYbSI/AAAAAAAAA4k/HV_dndMaLAI/s400/DSC_3733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370454677441014258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoewE0M06fI/AAAAAAAAA4c/DA4aLK6bRUY/s400/DSC_3731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370454696001410674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoewF5V-FnI/AAAAAAAAA4s/25nzrGrV-Ew/s400/DSCN0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8810881172044550893?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8810881172044550893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8810881172044550893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8810881172044550893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8810881172044550893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-at-rv-park.html' title='Day at the RV Park.'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoewEcNeuCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/qQREndFZsJw/s72-c/DSC_3735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2109949631690743254</id><published>2009-07-20T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:58:09.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day in Yellowstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370448637436299378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeqlPbfCHI/AAAAAAAAA3M/NpZ1RqL-vhw/s400/DSC_3570.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we decided to go back to Old Faithful. It is a long drive back in but this is what we came for and the scenery is gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at the actual fishing bridge to take a few pictures. What is so ironic is this is called fishing bridge but you can't fish from it. I guess you used to but too many people would all crowd the bridge so you can't fish from here any more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370448644688677442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeqlqclikI/AAAAAAAAA3U/bn25XzB03us/s400/DSC_3578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove on around to Old Faithful. It is so beautiful here. I was so glad we decided to come back again because the actual eruption lasted quite a bit longer this time then it did the other day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370448651908370178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeqmFV5TwI/AAAAAAAAA3c/hT5uAsw4CAU/s400/DSC_3699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370448657414842962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeqmZ2valI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5hxcXARvT3Q/s400/DSC_3611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had been reading some ghost stories about the park and two were in the Old Faithful Inn. One was a bride whose husband killed her on her honeymoon so we searched out the room# and took our pictures in front of it. The other was about a little boy that would approach you and tell you he was lost. When you take him to get help he disappears. We didn't see either ghost but Jenni was sure scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370451245072098178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soes9BoTo4I/AAAAAAAAA30/NHE2qxl_4JA/s400/DSCN0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370448664649468754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soeqm0znC1I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ayFcPPGzCB4/s400/DSCN0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found another picnic area for lunch that had a stream through it. I think the kids could spend hours playing in these streams. This one wasn't quite as cold as yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370451257724123042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soes9wwyN6I/AAAAAAAAA4E/K7_cDIG8_Cc/s400/DSC_3719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370451267579245778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soes-VebdNI/AAAAAAAAA4M/hl_xf0ESzf8/s400/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back out and I grabbed a shot of the gates where you enter and leave the park. We were all a little sad about leaving for the last time. It really is a magical place with such beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370451253747237202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soes9h8nwVI/AAAAAAAAA38/DVTyHm-kYBs/s400/DSCN0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening hanging out at the RV park. There is so much to do here that I felt bad the kids hadn't been here for three days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2109949631690743254?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2109949631690743254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2109949631690743254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2109949631690743254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2109949631690743254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day-in-yellowstone.html' title='Last day in Yellowstone'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeqlPbfCHI/AAAAAAAAA3M/NpZ1RqL-vhw/s72-c/DSC_3570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2851565462415207011</id><published>2009-07-19T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:24:52.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back into Yellowstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoelIXznXmI/AAAAAAAAA20/tkc85AmJtKY/s1600-h/DSC_3385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370442643910647394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoelIXznXmI/AAAAAAAAA20/tkc85AmJtKY/s400/DSC_3385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today we got up early and headed back into Yellowstone. Our goal for the day was to drive the northern loop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370442634300734306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoelH0Abu2I/AAAAAAAAA2s/4q0O8sDuD1U/s400/DSC_3360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made good time and headed north out of fishing bridge. A few days ago one of the rangers had mentioned how most of the buffalo were headed to this area for the "Big Dance". Which is the politically correct way to say mating season when there are young ears around. We came up over a hill and there were cars stopped. We saw a few bison and one was walking down the road. As we approached closer and passed a small hill there were hundreds of buffalo in this clearing. It was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370431562384447154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoebDV54lrI/AAAAAAAAA1E/w6f7mkhoVmE/s400/DSC_3325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370431571629627474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoebD4WG2FI/AAAAAAAAA1M/6R-uJaGEb-E/s400/DSC_3352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took some pictures and one I won't post here is the one Tim accidentally took of a couple in action. We really got a laugh when we looked at the pictures that night. He didn't mean to get that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370431582727836962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoebEhsIFSI/AAAAAAAAA1c/vQ3HS5RGN2A/s400/DSC_3415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed on towards Tower Falls. This place had a little store and a trail down to the bottom of the water fall. Tim and the girls started out but quickly returned to the top. The boys and I trekked our way down. Now let me say going down was beautiful. It was nice and cool from the shade of the trees. Unfortunately there wasn't an elevator to go back up. I thought I was going to die! The boys were so cute and patient. They'd get ahead of me and I'd say "I need a rest" They would come and sit with me while I rested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370442654248985522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoelI-Ud47I/AAAAAAAAA28/s8Jo7i96mv8/s400/DSC_3424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370434847806682994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeeClDld3I/AAAAAAAAA1s/icGBAFtGbfE/s400/DSC_3444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370431593348026034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoebFJQLTrI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NvKIZ00U5Wc/s400/DSC_3439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370437498840827394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soegc47YRgI/AAAAAAAAA2k/L6Yr618ONRs/s400/DSCN0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370434857679140002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeeDJ1XNKI/AAAAAAAAA10/nmW9FMBfOoU/s400/DSC_3459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370434860739880482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeeDVPGZiI/AAAAAAAAA18/S1YBhf9qaag/s400/DSC_3477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found this really cool picnic place for lunch along side a little stream. The water was really cold but the kids were determined to cross the stream. It was really funny watching them. I told Jenni she better not wear her flip flops. She would lose one and sure enough one went sailing down the stream. I told her to send the other one so if someone found them they'd have a pair. She didn't like that idea and was very upset about losing the one. As we drove on up the road we noticed our little stream went right over the side and made a beautiful waterfall. I told Jenni I bet your shoe had a fun ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370442660611957970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoelJWBhJNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/QFjyL3mK7WA/s400/DSC_3520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370437484468946626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoegcDY2xsI/AAAAAAAAA2U/QR8MqEGllw4/s400/DSC_3501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370434875559954066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeeEMcexpI/AAAAAAAAA2E/zParAT2H0S0/s400/DSC_3486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370434883348491186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeeEpdaa7I/AAAAAAAAA2M/H0Oyfo5e2A8/s400/DSC_3516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370437494559041938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Soegco-haZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/koQXuXe3oYo/s400/DSC_3550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We circled on around the loop. Nothing more too exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we headed back into Cody we decided to eat at the Irma hotel. It was all you can eat Prime Rib buffet. It was really good. We headed back to the RV and called it an early night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2851565462415207011?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2851565462415207011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2851565462415207011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2851565462415207011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2851565462415207011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-into-yellowstone.html' title='Back into Yellowstone'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoelIXznXmI/AAAAAAAAA20/tkc85AmJtKY/s72-c/DSC_3385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4398644654813831206</id><published>2009-07-18T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:11:26.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cody Nightly Rodeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeUWh6KP5I/AAAAAAAAA08/lmkKnFbB4i4/s1600-h/DSCN0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424195442950034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeUWh6KP5I/AAAAAAAAA08/lmkKnFbB4i4/s400/DSCN0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got ready and went into Cody for dinner. After dinner we walked down to the Irma Hotel for the Gun Fights. There were lots of seats around and we thought it was going to be a big deal. For the most part it was pretty lame. The kids laughed about it. One of those things you have to do while in town but I doubt anyone goes back for a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424178836832962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeUVkC9AsI/AAAAAAAAA00/pKvD5DqhYXc/s400/DSCN0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeMArd405I/AAAAAAAAA0M/Za1HQEPEKKk/s1600-h/DSC_3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370415023958578066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeMArd405I/AAAAAAAAA0M/Za1HQEPEKKk/s400/DSC_3052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were all excited about going to the rodeo. I feel sort of guilty. I kind of grew up around rodeos. My grandparents would always take me to the Canton rodeo. After college I would help at the Ambucs PRCA rodeo in Enid. Yet I had never taken my kids to a rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370417324904565938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeOGnKKTLI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Oc56GEDMw-s/s400/DSC_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got there early and got good seats. It is all general admission. They announced face painting and pictures with a bull so Josh and Jenni headed down. They both got their faces painted and up they crawled on the Brahma bull. It was so tame. Nothing seemed to bother it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370414981268241298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeL-Mbt-5I/AAAAAAAAAz0/a1ZBijTprPk/s400/DSC_3003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370414994400810322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeL-9WxFVI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Zk5XtccvM7E/s400/DSC_3019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We purchased the picture and took it up to show dad. Jessi and Jake wanted to go get their picture too. So off we went. They declined getting their faces painted but they crawled up on the bull.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370415006359740418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeL_p5_4AI/AAAAAAAAA0E/n-E10RxFvik/s400/DSC_3033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the middle of the rodeo they had a calf chase. They tied ribbons on the tail of three calves and asked for all the kids to come out to the arena. The idea was to chase the calf and grab the ribbon. Those who had the ribbon got a prize. We didn't win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370421466589240162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeR3sIvG2I/AAAAAAAAA0s/eq5lKFoLrjM/s400/DSC_3141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice because they limited contestants in each event to 5 or 6. I assumed they limited it. I'm sure with it being a nightly rodeo all summer people spread their trips out to compete. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids really enjoyed it and wanted to go back again the next night. Josh especially liked the clown jokes. He is still repeating them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4398644654813831206?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4398644654813831206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4398644654813831206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4398644654813831206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4398644654813831206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/cody-nightly-rodeo.html' title='Cody Nightly Rodeo'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SoeUWh6KP5I/AAAAAAAAA08/lmkKnFbB4i4/s72-c/DSCN0592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2489403182978260534</id><published>2009-07-18T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:10:41.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367084637119008994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu3CprvUOI/AAAAAAAAAxM/m-dcm-3zZwA/s400/DSC_2865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake has been begging to go fishing ever since the Twin Pines Campground with the pond that had no fish. So Tim purchased a one day license for today. At first we were going to let them go by themselves but I decided he goes to things we want to do so everyone should go with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed out to the Buffalo Bill Resevoir just on the west side of Cody. It is a beautiful little lake. We found a spot and Tim and Jake got there rods out. Of course they didn't even get a bite but it was a beautiful setting. Josh and Jessi sat in the car with their ipods and DS's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367080473097193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnuzQRfkyHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/SsUcKaTt1bA/s400/DSC_2880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to drive on up the canyon a ways to see if we could find a spot along the river. We tried a couple of places but still no fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367080466239638866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnuzP38mzVI/AAAAAAAAAws/AiEUVry2Fy0/s400/DSC_2871.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We drove on and found a neat place to have our picnic lunch. After lunch the kids played in the water for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367080477695680338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnuzQin8H1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/NKeuJ1rDuk8/s400/DSC_2899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367080481758132418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnuzQxwgOMI/AAAAAAAAAxE/vZC5EprOiow/s400/DSC_2927.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We were driving on towards yellowstone when we saw a whole bunch of people pulled to the side of the road. So of course we pulled over to check out what the stir was. Someone had spotted a moose with a baby. They were so cute. It was really exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367084651241843362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu3DeS4qqI/AAAAAAAAAxc/PYHiBXziu2I/s400/DSC_2892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept on driving and before we knew it we were back at the entrance to Yellowstone. We decided to drive on in. We took pictures at the sign and at a beautiful lake at the top of the pass. We pulled off a couple of times and got some awesome pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367084644252158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu3DEQai6I/AAAAAAAAAxU/8YHEC4_oKTE/s400/DSC_2956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367084658939191074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu3D6-E3yI/AAAAAAAAAxk/8HbaFB7uCM8/s400/DSC_2972.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367087537805300674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu5rflPk8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/yKjsCiSnlbw/s400/DSC_2968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367087526744478722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu5q2YI1AI/AAAAAAAAAxs/EYu49e1uRcw/s400/DSC_2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367087541506883330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu5rtXxPwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/nV2hyhBEEpE/s400/DSC_2993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to head back home so we could get ready for the rodeo tonight. I talked Tim into getting ready early and going out to eat before the rodeo. He agreed and we ate at this quaint little Italian restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2489403182978260534?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2489403182978260534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2489403182978260534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2489403182978260534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2489403182978260534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snu3CprvUOI/AAAAAAAAAxM/m-dcm-3zZwA/s72-c/DSC_2865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5856737294355087830</id><published>2009-07-17T23:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:32:35.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Campground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnutNjg68PI/AAAAAAAAAwk/AkLitNX8Yek/s1600-h/DSCN0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367073829325304050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnutNjg68PI/AAAAAAAAAwk/AkLitNX8Yek/s400/DSCN0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent today hanging out at the campground. We swam, played on the jumping pillow, watched TV and just rested. Sometimes these are my favorite days of the trip. We just hang out together with no real plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had planned on going to the Rodeo tonight but there was some show premier and all the kids wanted to stay and watch it.  Since the rodeo is every night and tickets are generic we can use them any night, I told Tim it is there vacation too.  So we stayed home and the kids got to watch there premier.    Everyone was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5856737294355087830?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5856737294355087830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5856737294355087830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5856737294355087830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5856737294355087830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-at-campground.html' title='Day at the Campground'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnutNjg68PI/AAAAAAAAAwk/AkLitNX8Yek/s72-c/DSCN0582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2674859545983385260</id><published>2009-07-16T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:24:59.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown Cody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snurv7fxv5I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Nidad9W2oIg/s1600-h/DSCN0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367072220855254930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snurv7fxv5I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Nidad9W2oIg/s400/DSCN0576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took our time getting around today. We really didn't have any formal plans today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367072216073778626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnurvpryNcI/AAAAAAAAAwM/aNKZptmLBdY/s400/DSCN0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;We headed into town around lunch time. We decided to try Cassie's the famous Restaurant/Bar. We thought lunch would be a good time to take the kids here. The food was really good and all the decorations were really neat. Lots of historical stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367072229569395522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snurwb9Y-0I/AAAAAAAAAwc/nlr1rkrt1-o/s400/DSCN0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch we went to the downtown area and parked. The boys and girls split up and just checked out all the stores. We split up because it gets pretty hard to wind around the little stores with all six of us in tow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back to the campground and spent the evening in the swimming pool. The game room is right across from our site. They have a neat TV sitting area and Jake and Jenni love going over and meeting all the kids that are there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2674859545983385260?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2674859545983385260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2674859545983385260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2674859545983385260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2674859545983385260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/downtown-cody.html' title='Downtown Cody'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snurv7fxv5I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Nidad9W2oIg/s72-c/DSCN0576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2408593456274853903</id><published>2009-07-15T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:05:10.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading Out To Cody, Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnumJ8QI5mI/AAAAAAAAAvs/C9E0s3-6t5s/s1600-h/DSCN0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367066070664930914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnumJ8QI5mI/AAAAAAAAAvs/C9E0s3-6t5s/s400/DSCN0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we got up and took our time getting around. We have to be out of Fishing Bridge by 11:00 a.m. but can't check into the Cody KOA till 2:00 p.m. It is only a two hour drive from here into Cody. We made biscuits and gravy for breakfast! It was a pleasant morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all a little sad to leave this campground. We made our reservations in late January and could only get two nights here in the park. Amazing isn't it. We didn't realize at the time it would be a two hour drive back into the loops of the park from Cody. We aren't sure how many times we will drive back in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we headed out about 10:30. The first 10 miles or so wound on around Lake Yellowstone. Then we started climbing up the pass. Each turn we kept climbing higher and higher. Now I'm sure everyone knows the rule of "what goes up, must come down". Let me tell you I have never in my life been as nervous as I was coming down this pass. We are in a 38 foot motorhome pulling a van behind us. There is a rock wall on one side of you and a huge valley on the other. You would be going down and the road would turn around the mountain but all you could see is the open valley below. This repeated itself no less than 8 times. A couple of the switchbacks had the guardrail missing like someone had gone through it. You worry about the stress on the brakes with all the breaking going down the mountain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally made it out the East entrance and there was a cute little gift shop/restaurant/gas station. We stopped here to let the brakes cool and my nerves settle back down. The rest of the drive into Cody wasn't near as bad. Beautiful scenery in every direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pulled into Cody and made our way through town. The KOA is out the East side of town a few miles. We arrived a little after 1 p.m. but our site was ready. We got parked and everything set up. The kids went to check out the playground and pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367066076218971874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnumKQ8U1uI/AAAAAAAAAv0/oPQKz0rPU78/s400/DSCN0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367066089422399250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnumLCIRJxI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Cn5oDP_7moQ/s400/DSCN0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have a jumping pillow. This is a cross between a trampoline and the big blow up air jumping things you rent. It was totally awesome. The kids had a blast. We just enjoyed the afternoon and evening and rested up for tomorrow. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367066084348282930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnumKvOgSDI/AAAAAAAAAv8/buExOCXAxUE/s400/DSCN0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2408593456274853903?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2408593456274853903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2408593456274853903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2408593456274853903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2408593456274853903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/heading-out-to-cody-wyoming.html' title='Heading Out To Cody, Wyoming'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnumJ8QI5mI/AAAAAAAAAvs/C9E0s3-6t5s/s72-c/DSCN0551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-8673380999294529665</id><published>2009-07-14T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:23:55.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Full Day in Yellowstone!</title><content type='html'>We were up and out the door early this morning. We headed south on the Grand Loop toward Old Faithful. We followed the lake back around to where we came in yesterday then headed northwest. We stopped at a couple of times to view some waterfalls. I like these the best. The sound and views are just so relaxing. Even with the people around I enjoy the peaceful sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366337491527916210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkPhDdh2rI/AAAAAAAAAt8/lcbzOPun0hM/s400/DSC_2658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366337495157046898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkPhQ-x_nI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lQLfPDpd8cs/s400/DSC_2659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to Old Faithful and only had to wait about 30 minutes before it went off. The sky was overcast so the pictures didn't turn out to great but it was very impressive. After viewing the geyser we headed into the Lodge. This is what Tim remembered most from his childhood when they came. It was gorgeous on the inside. All the old timbers. We milled around in here for an hour or so. You could spend a day in here just checking it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366337502776004322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkPhtXSDuI/AAAAAAAAAuM/S7ov8Gd2BdE/s400/DSC_2664-copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366343925634992914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkVXkYMixI/AAAAAAAAAvE/qdT_x49-82w/s400/DSC_2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366337505934661410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkPh5IXVyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/XYgb_2D4blg/s400/DSC_2717.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366340503015231234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkSQWIDjwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/juUOCCr6agY/s400/DSC_2759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366340507650144690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkSQnZGubI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1iMpuOywkig/s400/DSC_2762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we finished here we headed out to complete the lower loop. We stopped at a neat little area with picnic tables and had our picnic lunch. This really is the best way to eat here. Each of the little villages usually has a little diner type place but they are packed and it is so much more fun to have your picnic out with the beautiful scenery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366343930002562802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkVX0pgXvI/AAAAAAAAAvM/h_F6kaMxRDs/s400/DSCN0512.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we hit some more of the geysers and steam pots. These are interesting but not near as pretty as the waterfalls and canyons. These areas are very hot and I worry about the kids getting too close. We always left Roxi in the car when we went to see these features just in case she broke loose. Yikes!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366340511465696994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkSQ1mzbuI/AAAAAAAAAus/xGvomLt7BPI/s400/DSC_2772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went on a little turn off that had a gorgeous waterfall. We saw some deer along this turnoff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366340524725732514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkSRnAPhKI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Lxpx9yKfbF0/s400/DSC_2795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366340516088036642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkSRG02vSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/oLQcZh8ukV8/s400/DSC_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We rounded the lower loop and were back in Canyon where we went yesterday. We took a different pull out and had a beautiful different view of the upper falls. It was called Artists point and you can sure tell why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366343948294719618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkVY4ysiII/AAAAAAAAAvk/3ccgUINU-ig/s400/DSC_2839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366343943644902066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkVYneF8rI/AAAAAAAAAvc/bCXqx6m33wg/s400/upperfallseditied.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366343937180765538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkVYPY7DWI/AAAAAAAAAvU/4hrgSGiMNsc/s400/DSC_2810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back to the trailor. It was around 6 but we were exhausted again. The kids watched a movie and Tim and I went to bed! It was quite cold at night. We all fought over the extra blanket! Daytime temps were pleasant. We wore shorts but kept a jacket close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-8673380999294529665?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/8673380999294529665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=8673380999294529665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8673380999294529665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/8673380999294529665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/08/full-day-in-yellowstone.html' title='A Full Day in Yellowstone!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkPhDdh2rI/AAAAAAAAAt8/lcbzOPun0hM/s72-c/DSC_2658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-9053802317214667525</id><published>2009-07-13T16:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:13:20.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Into Yellowstone - Revised</title><content type='html'>Made it to yellowstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of road work is the theme for the day. The grand Tetons were beautiful. We are by yellowstone lake with gorgeous snow capped mountains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We headed out this morning about 9. We should only have about 5 hours driving. The first couple went really well. Then we entered into the Grand Teton National Park. There were lots of winding up and down roads. To top that off we had lots of road construction. You would wait for about 15 minutes for the pilot car to bring the traffic from the North and then turn around and lead you into the one lane dirt roads that were on the side of the mountain. It made for some very interesting travel.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366324524440285010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkDuRS671I/AAAAAAAAAts/A8SIu_6kbSI/s400/DSCN0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317924979667506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snj9uIY5cjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/06we1TMfBT4/s400/DSCN0435_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We entered into Yellowstone National Park and had some of the same road work. But only for a short drive.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317929900358034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snj9uauFOZI/AAAAAAAAAss/i4LmZpzQnAI/s400/DSCN0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We pulled over at a beautiful waterfall. Jake and Jenni got out with me and we took some pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317935470454418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snj9uveGJpI/AAAAAAAAAs0/vZgpc6F9r_E/s400/DSC_2541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next stop was along the southern shore of Yellowstone lake. This was the last spot we had cell phone service for almost two weeks. We followed the lower loop around the lake up to Fishing Bridge. There are several little villages in YNP (Yellowstone National Park) situated along the two loops. The loops form a figure 8 we were on the bottom loop. We headed into the campground and checked in. They directed us to our site. The part I thought was funny was you have to pay extra for the showers!!! As I said before we always bathe in the coach. I just had never seen that before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366321218953989874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkAt3ZkzvI/AAAAAAAAAs8/lCDeAA9Jfcs/s400/DSC_2562.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We headed into the campground and I was amazed! The sites are packed in this place. This is the only campground in the park with full hookups (electricity, water, &amp;amp; sewer). You back into your site. Directly behind you is the car of the camper that is backed in right beside the back of your trailer. You have about a 6 x 6 little space to put up chairs etc. There was not an open space in the whole campground. It was a tight space but you aren't at your trailer much while you are here and we do like our electricity and water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As soon as we were set up we jumped in the Van and took off North on the Grand Loop. The first spot we came across was the Yellowstone River. There was a nice little wooden deck trail down to the water with some gorgeous rapids. The kids felt the water and said it was really cold. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366321233963313714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkAuvUE6jI/AAAAAAAAAtM/PqCsMkg2TRs/s400/DSC_2597_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next stop was some of the Geysers and steam pots. The kids really thought these were interesting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366325839432020258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkE60BYcSI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Xv7i_0QG-4o/s400/DSC_2619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We drove on the the Grand Canyon at Yellowstone. Talk about a beautiful view. The wind was blowing pretty hard but boy was it gorgeous. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366321246166427426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkAvcxhpyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/t7DcYEgLciM/s400/DSC_2639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We drove into another spot and walked down to view the Upper Falls. The kids wanted to hike down but I had my flip flops on and I think I would have died coming back up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366324520300136706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkDuB31SQI/AAAAAAAAAtk/FUM-mWEWyyQ/s400/DSC_2625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then made it to the next village called Canyon. They had some cute shops and a restaurant. We looked around for a while then headed back down to Fishing Bridge. We saw some Bison along the way which the kids thought was really cool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366321222111008578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkAuDKRF0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/J_Ls5b8HTBs/s400/DSC_2584.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We went into the little store where we ate at a little diner type thing. It was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went back to the trailer and all fell into bed from exhaustion. It is so beautiful here. There really isn't a way to describe it. Everywhere you look is another beautiful view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-9053802317214667525?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/9053802317214667525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=9053802317214667525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9053802317214667525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/9053802317214667525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/made-it-to-yellowstone.html' title='Travel Into Yellowstone - Revised'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnkDuRS671I/AAAAAAAAAts/A8SIu_6kbSI/s72-c/DSCN0433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-2253209357449695012</id><published>2009-07-12T22:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:29:20.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lander Wyoming - Revised</title><content type='html'>Lander. Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have been in lander since yesterday. It is a nice little area. We drove up to a lake in the mountains today. We had a picnic lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll tell more when I can get on Internet. Very eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leaving early in morning for yellowstone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok today (looking back three weeks later) is probably my favorite day of the entire trip. We had no real plans and no agenda. The lady at the campground told us the little mining town called South Pass City was having its "Gold Rush Days" this weekend. So we thought we might drive over and check it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366270446514632722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjSihUueBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ZhRWWXgyXm4/s400/DSC_2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The drive was about 30 minutes. We turned off a little early and wound around through some back areas. We came across a couple of campgrounds very rustic and a couple of very rustic little towns. When we got to the mine we knew we were close. I thought this was pretty cool looking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366270454990807170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjSjA5moII/AAAAAAAAArE/jqhTJwY9dOI/s400/DSC_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We headed into town and saw the sign that said population 17 with the 1 painted over. WOW! We had to pay to get into the little preserved area of town. We walked along and saw a demonstration of how they used to crush the rocks to get the gold out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366270459081002210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjSjQIyDOI/AAAAAAAAArM/RfHbVD66pzc/s400/DSC_2422.JPG" border="0" /&gt; There was an old time baseball game going on so we watched it for a while. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366270472047796834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjSkAcTomI/AAAAAAAAArU/U3ns1z_pwOE/s400/DSC_2432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids and Tim enjoyed that. We walked through the old buildings and then had fresh squeezed lemonade. We spent a couple of hours here and then headed back out to find a place to eat the picnic lunch I had packed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366273898136116402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjVrbnanLI/AAAAAAAAArc/UV489omxdlU/s400/DSC_2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We pulled back out on the highway and headed back to Lander. We saw a sign for a Lake Louis 10 miles. We pulled into this government land area and started driving on those dirt roads again. Now the sign said 10 miles. Little did we know it was on these bumpy dirt roads that wound up into the mountains. It took us about 45 minutes to get 10 miles. We came around a curve and there was the most beautiful lake I had ever seen. There was lots of places to picnic and camp. Although I can't imagine driving the coach up here. Others had! We chose a picnic table and had lunch. There was someone with a sail boat out on the lake which made a beautiful picture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366273906295997970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjVr6A4hhI/AAAAAAAAArk/nUn-5wsYeWA/s400/DSC_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366273909334396290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjVsFVSzYI/AAAAAAAAArs/0sXZU0nXqPU/s400/DSC_2448.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After lunch we walked around to the swimming beach. The kids didn't have their swimsuits but they enjoyed wading in and playing ball. It was really a nice little side trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366273918123508802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjVsmEyBEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/DGqhZrWUYbA/s400/DSCN0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On our way back to the car Tim had asked some folks where the road went if we followed it on. They said you ended up in Lander so we headed that way. We drove just a ways and there was a one lane bridge with a beautiful waterfall. We got out and took lots of pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366276907163678978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjYalHfeQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/wPRKd72MIwo/s400/DSC_2504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366276915610504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjYbElXy5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/dlp7KN-sY3g/s400/DSC_2495_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we got back in the car Tim says "How do you see how many miles we have left in gas!!!!!!!" You know that horrible feeling you get in the pit of your stomach where you want to puke! We only had gas for 28 miles and we had no idea how far it was into Lander. Mind you we started out the day with 1/2 a tank. We didn't want to fill it up because of added weight behind the Motorhome. With all the steep inclines etc we had used the gas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me tell you I have never seen my kids as quiet as they were this day. No one said a word. I was freaking out if we ran out what would we do. We have no idea where we are, no one knows we are here. Every so often there would be a campground but who knew if anyone had extra gas. We are watching the miles tick away on the range left gage and it got down to 8 miles left and we still aren't off the mountain. We hit the pavement through the valley that leads to Lander and I swear Tim NEVER touched the gas pedal. It was downhill the whole way and we coasted into town with 18 miles left on the range (I guess we gained some from the coasting). We made it. I was never so glad to see a gas station in my life! Tim was even a little worried but he held it together well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366276902780134402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjYaUyX5AI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fzbrBRghEjQ/s400/DSC_2513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So after getting gas we headed back the way we came to see the huge trout that congregate at a spot in the river where the river comes out of the mountain. It goes underground for a while. It was really cool. We had a great day even with the near out of gas drama. So this was my favorite day of the trip!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-2253209357449695012?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/2253209357449695012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=2253209357449695012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2253209357449695012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/2253209357449695012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/lander.html' title='Lander Wyoming - Revised'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjSihUueBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ZhRWWXgyXm4/s72-c/DSC_2408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4930907732262037932</id><published>2009-07-11T12:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:28:52.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road Day 2 - Revised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjG3OyjNPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/VZoFIs_3Lx8/s1600-h/DSCN0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366257608177169650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjG3OyjNPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/VZoFIs_3Lx8/s400/DSCN0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick on the road update. We just crossed into Wyoming! Looks just like Colorado. More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we have chosen a place called Twin Pines in Lander, Wyoming to spend the next couple of days. It looked really good on the web and in our campground guide. It said it had a fishing pond and play area. All in all it is a pretty nice place. However, the fishing pond has no fish in it. Apparently I misread and it just said a pond not a fishing pond. The play area is pretty lame too but it's not too bad. Of course no cable or WIFI unless you go into the club house. (Which is just a little room with a desk and a refrigerator. It is all new but pretty sparse. I didn't even go check out the showers here. We always shower in the coach but I always like to go check them out and see how clean they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366255436688214642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjE41XPSnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/d279Ug-N7Os/s400/DSCN0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We just relaxed and watched a movie then went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4930907732262037932?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4930907732262037932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4930907732262037932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4930907732262037932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4930907732262037932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/quick-on-road-update.html' title='On the Road Day 2 - Revised'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjG3OyjNPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/VZoFIs_3Lx8/s72-c/DSCN0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7685923657943069460</id><published>2009-07-10T21:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:04:57.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Our Way!  Wyoming ...Here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snjan9fZArI/AAAAAAAAAsU/hpOqYlu0E2s/s1600-h/DSCN0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366279336067924658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snjan9fZArI/AAAAAAAAAsU/hpOqYlu0E2s/s400/DSCN0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we are off! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unbelievably&lt;/span&gt; we were on the road at 8:00 a.m. I never would have believed that we could get it together that quickly. Kids all chipped in and we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Wichita pretty quickly. Tim pulled over and we switched just north of Wichita. Yes I drove while pulling the van behind us. It really wasn't too bad. It sprinkled on us for a little while. I pulled over just before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Salina&lt;/span&gt; where Tim took back over. This is where the boring drive began. There is absolutely nothing but flat land and an occasional town off to the side of the road. I drove a couple hours later in the afternoon too. Tim actually took a nap back on the bed. I feel so trusted. Jake was my co-pilot most of the time but Jessi took that seat for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Strausberg&lt;/span&gt; (I think) which is just about 20 miles outside of Denver but the campground there was full so we decided to pull over in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Limon&lt;/span&gt; Colorado. It is about 90 miles east of Denver. By the time we got here we were glad that we stopped. We were both tired. It is a nice little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KOA&lt;/span&gt; campground. Right of the interstate but far enough we don't hear the noise from the highway. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366279343886154690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SnjaoanZu8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/EMDFIrVTGIE/s400/DSCN0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made bean and wienies for dinner and the kids wanted macaroni and cheese. Pretty easy dinner. I had bought a cute little muffin pan that makes those cute bite size muffins. I mixed up the brownie mix put it in the pan went to put pan in oven and it doesn't fit. I almost cried. So thankfully Tim was thinking and he bent up the handle pieces from the sides and it fit. YEA TIM!!!! Brownies were a little done on the bottom so next time I'll move the shelf up in the oven. They must have tasted OK they were gone in less that 5 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are getting ready to decide where to go tomorrow. We are looking at going north to Casper then over or maybe cutting across on the southern road in Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story of the day goes to Jessi. After dinner we were talking and she says... "Oh mom I forgot to tell you, last night I got up to go to bathroom in the middle of the night and there was a little mouse stuck in the waste basket. I went and got the kitty and she killed the mouse. I was so proud of her." So I say "what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to the mouse?" She looks at me in a funny manner and says "It's still in the waste basket where else would it be." I flipped out. We are going to be gone for 2 weeks and she left a dead mouse in the waste basket. Luckily, Tim was on the phone with his mom at the time and they are going to go by and dispose of it. Silly kids!&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/2199916145945764633-7685923657943069460?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7685923657943069460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7685923657943069460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7685923657943069460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7685923657943069460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-our-way-wyoming-here-we-come.html' title='On Our Way!  Wyoming ...Here we come!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Snjan9fZArI/AAAAAAAAAsU/hpOqYlu0E2s/s72-c/DSCN0366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-3004483385686415886</id><published>2009-07-09T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:15:46.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost packed and definitely ready!</title><content type='html'>Well today was spent doing those last minute things to get ready to go.  I went into town and got most of the groceries we will need.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I loaded our clothes and all the food I bought.  Tomorrow morning we will load all the refrigerated stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we will forget something but for now we have it loaded down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what time we will take off in the morning.  Tim thinks we will be leaving early but by the time we get all the rest of our things in the motorhome I'm sure it will be after 9.  We really don't have any idea how far we will get tomorrow.  We are just going to play it by ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to head up I-35 north to I-70 into Denver.  I doubt we get that far tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-3004483385686415886?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/3004483385686415886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=3004483385686415886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3004483385686415886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/3004483385686415886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-packed-and-definitely-ready.html' title='Almost packed and definitely ready!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-7295125572920460054</id><published>2009-07-04T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:20:23.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv6cUfKxI/AAAAAAAAApA/MV-71HAEdyg/s1600-h/DSC_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354973375512914706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv6cUfKxI/AAAAAAAAApA/MV-71HAEdyg/s400/DSC_2096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a wonderful 4th of July. You know how I'm a little scaredy cat when it comes to fireworks. It's not the fireworks or the noise they make. I'm always afraid we are going to catch something on fire. So fortunately we awoke to a wonderful rain shower. Someone said we received an inch of rain this morning so that eased my mind considerably!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354973378280276994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv6moRxAI/AAAAAAAAApI/6Tq7AQnKbxc/s400/DSC_2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dayne came over to spend the day with the boys. They played catch with the baseball for hours. Then they popped the smoke balls and the pop things you throw on the ground and they make the noise. This kept them busy till around two when we decided to jump in the pool. By this time of the day the sun came out and it was very humid so the cool water felt great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354976300336347938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCyksIu-yI/AAAAAAAAAp4/5UTnGE1Glhk/s400/DSC_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354976308074466626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCylI9pTUI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KnIbnGm7lWw/s400/DSC_2132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 5:00 p.m. we headed up to the Garber park for the festivities there. The FFA puts on games and provide hamburgers. There was also a trailer that had drinks and snow cones. The first event was the tractor pull. This was awesome. They had little pedal tractors that pulled weighted sleds just like dad used to do with trucks. Those kids would pedal for all it was worth. Jenni came home with a third place trophy and Josh came home with a second place trophy. It was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354973386152008002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv7D9C2UI/AAAAAAAAApY/jhKxxwjbO3Y/s400/DSC_2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354973384337572450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv69McwmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/0SnoScobVa4/s400/DSC_2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next they had a wheat dig where they put money in an old stock tank and filled it with wheat. Each age group of kids would climb in for a couple of minutes and try to find the change. All my kids ended up with over a $1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354979595932458530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlC1khME3iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BQgmOsgWFAM/s400/DSC_2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was off to the sack races. Jenni had a blast. Jessi and I, Stacia her dad, and Jessica Cinnamon and her mom entered the three legged race. We came in second. No pictures of that but I bet it would have been hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354973397898303314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv7vtlF1I/AAAAAAAAApg/aqrF1ISFUlc/s400/DSC_2182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last event was a tug of war. They had an adult division and Tim got on one end and I got on the other. Each team had about 10 adults and my side won. There again no pictures but they would have been funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they played an adult softball game. I'm guessing there are some pretty sore men out there this morning. There were a few women that played but mostly men. They had so much fun. Jessi, Stacia, and Jessica C. all played with them. Jessi didn't want to go. She was mad because I made her and she is the one that said when we got in the car to come home how much fun she had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354976296303847458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCykdHT6CI/AAAAAAAAApw/GV0C1lPD2hc/s400/DSC_2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home we set up the table with our fireworks. The kids each took turn lighting them. They had a big time doing that. We saved the parachutes for tomorrow so they could chase them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354976286760377986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCyj5j-HoI/AAAAAAAAApo/Jsyq4X-u5VY/s400/DSC_2218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all had a good day. Tim even made progress on the TV's and cabinets in the motorhome. Only four more days. I made out the packing lists for the kids so tomorrow we will begin loading our clothes.&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/2199916145945764633-7295125572920460054?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/7295125572920460054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=7295125572920460054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7295125572920460054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/7295125572920460054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/SlCv6cUfKxI/AAAAAAAAApA/MV-71HAEdyg/s72-c/DSC_2096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-1874803234479319654</id><published>2009-07-04T13:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:06:40.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just trying this phone to blog thing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-1874803234479319654?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/1874803234479319654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=1874803234479319654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1874803234479319654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/1874803234479319654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-trying-this-phone-to-blog-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6642785906006541149</id><published>2009-07-03T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:53:02.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Day!</title><content type='html'>Well today was a trip to OKC to the Sam's superstore.  We had to get snacks for our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our favorite chips, cookies, gummy chews, and pudding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim is still working on the TV thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this really cool pet pen for Roxie on the trip.  It is one of those bendable metal things with net that fold up to about 1 1/2 by 3 feet.  I'll take picture to show when we get it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6642785906006541149?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6642785906006541149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6642785906006541149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6642785906006541149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6642785906006541149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-day.html' title='Shopping Day!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4816576819506723287</id><published>2009-07-02T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:24:30.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven days till Yellowstone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well I thought I'd start my travel blog and get used to writing. I'm hoping to have access to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wifi&lt;/span&gt; the whole time but I guess you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preparations&lt;/span&gt; are well under way for the big trip. We have been doing laundry and making lists of all the things we want to take with us. So exciting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of June we purchased a used mini van to pull behind the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;motorhome&lt;/span&gt;. White of course and very well kept inside. The kids love it and I really appreciate the saving in the gas department. It gets 23 miles to the gallon. That is almost twice what the excursion gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our spring break trip Tim had the idea of taking out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TVs&lt;/span&gt; and replacing them with flat screens.  He was going to make doors for each of the places the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TVs&lt;/span&gt; go and hang the flat screens on the doors.  Well he got as far as tearing it all apart.  Now he is out there in the heat trying to get the satellite to work so he can see what cables he needs.  Needless to say not going well.  One night he has reception and tonight can't get it to save our lives.  What a mess.  He hasn't even started putting the doors up.  YIKES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are heading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OKC&lt;/span&gt; to stock up on goodies at Sam's for the trip.  I'm still a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;leery&lt;/span&gt; because the kids usually eat what we have in the house as soon as it gets there.  I'll have to hide the stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4816576819506723287?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4816576819506723287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4816576819506723287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4816576819506723287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4816576819506723287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/07/seven-days-till-yellowstone.html' title='Seven days till Yellowstone!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-6713121621190893748</id><published>2009-06-18T22:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:54:36.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home from camp!</title><content type='html'>Well I went and picked Jessi up today.  I was so glad to have her back.  She really had a good time.  I think she learned alot.  She met some new friends and got to meet the cowgirl basketball team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a baseball game tonight and Jake got an out at home plate.  It was pretty exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-6713121621190893748?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/6713121621190893748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=6713121621190893748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6713121621190893748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/6713121621190893748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-from-camp.html' title='Home from camp!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-43711709085443074</id><published>2009-05-25T16:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:10:53.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsTohsqBVI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SyMYGb5ObSE/s1600-h/DSCN0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883370139223378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsTohsqBVI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SyMYGb5ObSE/s400/DSCN0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;With Friday being the last day of school and the start to Memorial Weekend, we really didn't have any plans per se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883374272095746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsToxGApgI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WsqGeZ8WFSg/s400/DSCN0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The kids swam all afternoon when we got home from school. This seems to be the only time they get along. I am so glad that we decided to get an above ground pool. The small amount of maintenance so outweighs the joy and fun we all have with the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday they got up and were back in the pool at 9:00 a.m. Spent all day in the pool. Tim spent the afternoon smoking some ribs and chicken. Dad, Janice, Kati, and Brady came by along with Albert and Jeri and we had a delicious dinner! Brady even swam with the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883382342291538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsTpPKGEFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/7VkvqCbXSVY/s400/DSCN0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339883390434615506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsTptTdINI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pY_ka4UkGUM/s400/DSCN0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday the kids again were in the pool till mid afternoon when we decided to take the tent over to the pretty pond on the 50 acres. We have a grill over there and cooked hot dogs and hamburgers and fished all evening. We didn't catch much. Grandpa Albert came out to see our setup and Amy and Tim's cousin Spencer and his girlfriend came out for smores. They fished a while and had a couple of good bites but lost them before they got to the shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339886030578819698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsWDYm4onI/AAAAAAAAAmA/d2Zsy5oJ9lY/s400/DSCN0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339886033059165282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsWDh2PtGI/AAAAAAAAAmI/kxq9MhhgQ9o/s400/DSCN0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339886038086239426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsWD0kyxMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/XhYwJ3UT7W4/s400/DSCN0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evening was beautiful and besides the bullfrogs and a howling dog up the road we had a good nights rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake and I were up at 6 a.m. with our poles in the water. We had a couple good bites but we too lost them before we landed them. We tried some new hooks and had better luck. I was the first to pull in a huge catfish. Jake and Tim caught three more all in about 30 minutes and as quick as they started biting they quit. We broke down camp about 10:00. We are getting much better at putting up and taking down the tent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339886046677599554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsWEUlIhUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/35z31yza7Qs/s400/DSCN0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339886051287914082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsWElwUVmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/pYvFl794P4M/s400/DSCN0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home cleaned the fish and the kids have been swimming since. Tim is in bed asleep and has been for about 4 hours. I guess his night wasn't as restful as mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake wants to go to the pond behind our house this evening. We'll see....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-43711709085443074?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/43711709085443074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=43711709085443074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/43711709085443074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/43711709085443074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-weekend-2009.html' title='Memorial Weekend 2009'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShsTohsqBVI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SyMYGb5ObSE/s72-c/DSCN0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-140671095206510657</id><published>2009-05-21T10:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:36:03.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Camera Geek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV0VZrVefI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KXqOOJSJZ6o/s1600-h/DSC_1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338300844336314866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV0VZrVefI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KXqOOJSJZ6o/s400/DSC_1618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;OK. As I sit here mid morning getting very tired, I have come to the conclusion I have lost my ever loving mind. Yes this morning around 5:45 I awoke to a gorgeous sunrise. The sky was all pink. We had left the door open last night so that is how I saw the sky. The first thought that came to mind was grab you camera and go take a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338300851752970050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV0V1Tmp0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/dFaWSPtLEtQ/s400/DSC_1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So out I went in nothing but a t-shirt, no shoes, thinking to my self "boy I hope there are some cows up and stratgegically located. How crazy is that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338300847695539906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV0VmMPLsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JMVr4KvX6bo/s400/DSC_1615.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my pictures and could not go back to sleep so I got an early start on my Thursday! But I do think that this qualifies me as a camera geek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-140671095206510657?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/140671095206510657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=140671095206510657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/140671095206510657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/140671095206510657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/official-camera-geek.html' title='Official Camera Geek!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV0VZrVefI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KXqOOJSJZ6o/s72-c/DSC_1618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-54980266224563861</id><published>2009-05-18T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:01:28.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior High Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV3_Ek6nOI/AAAAAAAAAjw/uBTddOx8MaY/s1600-h/DSC_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338304858761632994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV3_Ek6nOI/AAAAAAAAAjw/uBTddOx8MaY/s400/DSC_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jessi was asked to help with Junior High Graduation this year. She was to wear a dress (no skirt and top had to be a dress). She handed out programs as the people walked in. Then the class officers had to do the reception. So we had to bring two dozen cookies (which I bought from Katy's pantry because we all know how well I cook).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338304870338825666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV3_vtIjcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lONeOf14dJ4/s400/DSC_1607.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Before we left Jessi was all dressed and looked gorgeous! I asked her to go outside and take some pictures and she threw a fit! I was so mad at her. She didn't care so Jenni (my little angel) said she would go out and pose for me so here is my model. Isn't she precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338304877107043682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV4AI6zXWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ftvAwf0wxvI/s400/DSC_1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, this teenage attitude of Jessi's stinks!&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/2199916145945764633-54980266224563861?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/54980266224563861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=54980266224563861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/54980266224563861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/54980266224563861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/junior-high-graduation.html' title='Junior High Graduation'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShV3_Ek6nOI/AAAAAAAAAjw/uBTddOx8MaY/s72-c/DSC_1609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-5941227750302711492</id><published>2009-05-16T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:44:49.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Family Members</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWEIDfdV9I/AAAAAAAAAko/wnmH0bZ2QtM/s1600-h/DSC_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338318207228663762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWEIDfdV9I/AAAAAAAAAko/wnmH0bZ2QtM/s400/DSC_1596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I gave in and surprised the kids on Saturday with a couple of bunnies! They are so cute and personable. The grey one is Thumper and the black one is Flower. Jessi named them from the Bambi movie. The bunny was thumper and the skunk was flower. Isn't she clever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338318210714848002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWEIQeoSwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/4JCbmzPhGr8/s400/DSC_1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-5941227750302711492?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/5941227750302711492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=5941227750302711492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5941227750302711492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/5941227750302711492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-family-members.html' title='New Family Members'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWEIDfdV9I/AAAAAAAAAko/wnmH0bZ2QtM/s72-c/DSC_1596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-386807061361547604</id><published>2009-05-12T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:33:09.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWB7pQLOVI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CMsC7uu1uSU/s1600-h/DSC_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338315795003554130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWB7pQLOVI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CMsC7uu1uSU/s400/DSC_1507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing more beautiful that the blooms from the iris in the spring. My only regret is they bloom for such a short time. Here are some shots that Jenni, Jake, and I took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338315800208565234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWB78pJY_I/AAAAAAAAAkg/UMzSCcxqeGs/s400/DSC_1505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Purple anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338315786873578626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWB7K91pII/AAAAAAAAAkI/UOXPOPNmyDk/s400/DSC_1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't this one gorgeous!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338315790967073666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWB7aNza4I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/KoosxIjbLlo/s400/DSC_1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-386807061361547604?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/386807061361547604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=386807061361547604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/386807061361547604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/386807061361547604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/flowers.html' title='Flowers!'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/ShWB7pQLOVI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CMsC7uu1uSU/s72-c/DSC_1507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-504147179242360559</id><published>2009-05-09T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:32:53.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Napa Valley Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg5BpFD4eKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/MkzD61tznj8/s1600-h/P5084387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336274782469519522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg5BpFD4eKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/MkzD61tznj8/s400/P5084387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were up around 6 a.m. and ready to make the trek home. We left at seven so no waffles today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the beautiful drive back down Hwy 29. Tim had purchased the gas deal where we didn't have to fill up before taking the car back. About 30 miles out I began to sweat whether we would make it or not. We made it with only 25 miles to spare per the car's distance meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got checked in and both planes were pretty uneventful. Three of the four planes we were on this trip were packed to the hilt. No seats available. I thought we were supposed to be in a sluggish economy. You couldn't tell it by the airports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we landed in OKC the kids were all right at the doorway waiting for us to come through. They were fighting over who would hug who first. I knew that wouldn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our luggage and headed back to mom's to get their things. We made it home about 10 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom - Thank you so much for taking care of the kids. I know what a handful they are and I appreciate it so much that you took the time to spend with my kids to give me a much needed break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi - Thank you for entertaining the kids at the Dachsund races. Josh is still talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids will remember these times as much as I will remember the great time I had. Thank you both again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim - Thank you so much for taking me to this wonderful paradise. It was the best trip I have ever taken and I can't think of anyone I would have rather shared the experience with. Thank you for making my Birthday special. I love you very much!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-504147179242360559?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/504147179242360559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=504147179242360559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/504147179242360559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/504147179242360559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/napa-valley-day-7.html' title='Napa Valley Day 7'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg5BpFD4eKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/MkzD61tznj8/s72-c/P5084387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2199916145945764633.post-4441796113101314558</id><published>2009-05-08T22:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:17:14.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Napa Valley Day 6</title><content type='html'>Well today is our last day for the morning waffles. We are both kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning we headed up to the Sterling Winery. This is the winery that you had to take a gondola up the side of a mountain to get to it. When we got there and saw how small the gondolas were, we took one look at each other and said no way. So we bought a bottle of wine at the bottom and then headed for some safer adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336263003609243458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg427dYwH0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/vSIW3bWm7Ks/s400/P5084371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336262996673984466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg427DjQd9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/Pg3R87sRYOM/s400/P5084344.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These are pictures of the Sterling winery taken from the Castle a few days before.  You can see it in the background of the pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336270585274887202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg490xSs7CI/AAAAAAAAAjA/hjLYpJyMvtA/s400/P5054055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336270593298479378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg491PLrORI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CUWVYbkeQlE/s400/P5064135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if this was safer or not. Now remember I told you at every winery we stopped at Tim usually bought a bottle of wine. If we both tasted that would be $20 and if you purchased a bottle they would waive the fee so why not buy the bottle. We ended up having 24 bottles after we went back to the Bennett Lane winery to get three more bottles of the awesome Chardonnay. This is by far the best wine I had all week. Now I bet your wondering how we are going to get all this wine home. They have these 12 pack boxes that you can check them like luggage but they are very very heavy so we headed out to find a UPS shipping spot. Now to ship 24 bottles was quite expensive. By the time we added insurance it was $140. I think money well spent so I didn't have to carry the darn things through the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336267144104699922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg46sd7y6BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-ULfn1RzQcQ/s400/DSCN3020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After leaving the UPS store we headed back down highway 29 to see if there was anywhere we wanted to stop and hadn't made time yet. We decided to go into Robert Mondavi Winery just to say we had been there. It was very nice. We didn't take the tour or taste the wine because we couldn't buy anymore.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336263004800487314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg427h0xD5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/or4tSZMqtvg/s400/P5084391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was the Go Fish restaurant. We had a great mac and cheese appetizer with shrimp. Tim had salmon sandwich and I did the fish and chips. It was ok. I'm just not crazy about fish. It was very nice though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way back to Calistoga I saw this old vine vineyard. The heat fan was old and rusty and I thought what a great picture. I made Tim turn around and go back and pull over so I could get this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336263010111774354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg4271nE3pI/AAAAAAAAAig/HTSQyBs5D10/s400/P5084406-copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back to Calistoga to find the kids a souvenir. The t-shirt shop was our only choice. There isn't much here in Napa Valley for kids. We strolled Main street in Calistoga and stopped in a little coffee bar. We enjoyed a nice cup of coffee and then headed back to the hotel to rest before dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last night here we ate at the Calistoga Inn. It had a really nice little garden area and the food was incredible. I had Carribean Jerk Chicken and Tim had the steak tonight. It was so delicious and the atmosphere was wonderful. We had a great bottle of wine duh! We are in Napa Valley. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336263015883986866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg428LHR17I/AAAAAAAAAio/ei8MEhkD4PA/s400/DSCN3029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336267148281218450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg46stfjhZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ge77ZCqkzQA/s400/DSCN3027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that wonderful dinner we headed back to the hotel to pack up. It went pretty quick and we are ready for the trip home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2199916145945764633-4441796113101314558?l=bengiann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/feeds/4441796113101314558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2199916145945764633&amp;postID=4441796113101314558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4441796113101314558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2199916145945764633/posts/default/4441796113101314558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bengiann.blogspot.com/2009/05/napa-valley-day-6.html' title='Napa Valley Day 6'/><author><name>Bengi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15140268324168743182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sa9HBt7pdDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mvhYpFplQ1M/S220/DSC_0001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWdroLcN2JA/Sg427dYwH0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/vSIW3bWm7Ks/s72-c/P5084371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
