<?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-2286558294919187535</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:20:03.645-08:00</updated><category term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Snow &amp; Co.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-5955461484684900536</id><published>2010-12-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:40:13.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello ........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep, I have slacked off in my blogging attempt!! I have no excuses. So, please forgive and we will call it good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a bunch of blogging thoughts and now that I am at the computer I can honestly say I'm at a complete blank. To say nothing has happened in the last O....what.... few months would be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;understatement&lt;/span&gt;. Even if we were just doing the normal stuff. But, since when are we normal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, as of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recent&lt;/span&gt; our new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt; as a family (if you can call it that) is doing chores in the morning before school. So,.... EVERYONE up and at it !! First day went really well. All day I was so excited to have all chores done (except my MEGA list). Day 2, . . . . well, I sort of slept in. ~sigh~ I will work on that. Day 3 . . . .yep, I slept in again. You would think after years of being up while everyone is in the middle of their dreams that mornings &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be so hard. Well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; if you stay up late you still need sleep. I am more of a night owl than I thought. (So is husband and 5 year old so I blame them. Why is 5 year old still up late at night you ask???? Well, because he is the baby rules our home.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, now it is the weekend and I have plans to start next week of right. We WILL be getting up to get our "junk" done before school. It will be GREAT !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s. I love spell check !! You should have seen all the yellow. But, I'm glad you didnt!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-5955461484684900536?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/5955461484684900536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5955461484684900536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5955461484684900536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello.html' title='Hello ........'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-2977511452087906516</id><published>2010-07-16T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:23:36.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things going on with school being out. But, let me just give you a little insight to my baby (Yea, the one that is almost 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, He comes in my room the other day with a very serious "Mom, Mom". I was prepared for a declaration of something he was wanting, A request of sorts. So, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;responded&lt;/span&gt; with a simple "yes". Again expecting him to ask for something. Well, he did ask for "something" , just not quite what I had expected. So, here is the play by play (more-a-less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan: "Mom, Mom" very serious expression&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "yes" with a slight 'what do you want' attitude&lt;br /&gt;Jordan: "Can I take my shirt off outside" again, very serious&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "why?" I'm a bit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;intrigued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan: "So I can look at my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;muscles&lt;/span&gt;" with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt; look~ like I should know.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Uh, um, okay" A bit shocked at the strange request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very excited about this. This small exchange of conversation reminds me of how I am so NOT a boy and they think of the strangest things to do. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-2977511452087906516?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/2977511452087906516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2977511452087906516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2977511452087906516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-6970887857247807639</id><published>2010-04-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:22:10.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a days work !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some days are just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;busier&lt;/span&gt; than others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; =VERY BUSY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am - 11:30am work&lt;br /&gt;11:30-12:30 work on paper route&lt;br /&gt;12:30-1 pick up Jordan from parents&lt;br /&gt;1pm- 3:00 finish paper route stop at store&lt;br /&gt;3:00-4:00 go home get kids situated&lt;br /&gt;4:00-5:30 go to Austin soccer game&lt;br /&gt;5:30-6:15 take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt pick-up pizza &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/span&gt; called go pick her up take Austin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/span&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;6:15-7:45 go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin's&lt;/span&gt; school play&lt;br /&gt;7:45 Home at last but, helping Austin finish typing report&lt;br /&gt;8:45 kids to bed&lt;br /&gt;9:30 kids finally staying in bed&lt;br /&gt;9:30 sit on couch (finally) watch Survivor with Brian while he rubbed my feet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I dont work &amp;amp; have NO desire to do ANYTHING !! there is plenty to be done but.........it can wait !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-6970887857247807639?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/6970887857247807639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-in-days-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/6970887857247807639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/6970887857247807639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-in-days-work.html' title='All in a days work !'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-5960392991266259406</id><published>2010-03-03T12:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:13:07.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>What brings happiness??? Well many things to tell you the truth! But, what can bring a smile to my face over and over? Well, it all started Monday while as a family we were playing Phase 10. This game was the first time we gave Brooklyn her own cards. Tried as she did to understand the game and come up with the correct cards ~but not working so well. Lucky for her she was sitting by her Dad and he was abble to put her in the right direction. So, as she was waiting her turn and smiling already just because she was playing instead of  'helping' someone else. Than it was her turn again. She looks at her cards and looks hopeful at the stack of cards to draw from. she picks up a card and goes from smile to pure joy. I mean she could not have smiled any bigger. Her face turned red and she was so excited she was crying ~ alligator tears !!! She continued her joyous moment and looked at everyone and was laughing and crying so excited and I do mean SO EXCITED!! We were all laughing with her and enjoying her happiness. What card did she pick-up????? You would think she had won the game. Well, not quite!  She put the card down on the disscard pile~ it was a skip card and Kassidy's turn was skipped. Than we really started laughing. Brooklyn was still enjoying the moment and we let her continue too, telling her that was a amazing and all that good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2 days later I think about it and still smile.&lt;br /&gt;So, what brings happiness?? Silly you , FAMILY !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-5960392991266259406?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/5960392991266259406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5960392991266259406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5960392991266259406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='HAPPINESS'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-971216527480248269</id><published>2010-02-20T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T13:23:39.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Events</title><content type='html'>September???? Wow, you thought I would have a lot more to say !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even going to back track the last few months. Except the fact that the new part of our house that we started in November is done  YEA!!!!! (Just painting the REST of the house ~ poor Brian )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life dishes you strange, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unperdictable&lt;/span&gt;, and avoidable problems. For example......&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons why I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like to take my beautiful children to the store with me. They ask for EVERYTHING and when that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; work they start pointing things out they are not going to ask for !? And, they like to wonder off and look at things. (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;The'll&lt;/span&gt; be fine right? NO!) Or, if you are small enough you climb in the bottom of the cart and play on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;diry&lt;/span&gt; floor with your hands. Yes fun times let me tell ya !!! Anyway, the best is when your cart hits something so it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; go smooth. But the sinking feeling when you hear your child give a yell and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; it was his finger......... My stomach still falls just thinking about it. Poor Jordan !!! His whole finger nail was ripped off (well hanging barely on) He let me wash it out and the workers gave me a box (yep a box-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spiderman&lt;/span&gt; even!) of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bandaids&lt;/span&gt; a donut and many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt; and kisses later he was laughing again. At home this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even really slow him down. (I know 'shocker'). But, the evening is not over yet. After dinner &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; ran to the sink and was gagging and rinsing his mouth out and making all sorts of noises. So,.....earlier in the day Jordan put a bunch (like 1/3 the bottle) of dish soap in a water bottle. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; thought it was just water and one gulp told him otherwise. (Gross !!!) Being the good mom that I try to be I googled to see if I should worry about this or not. Conclusion- his throat will be sore and to drink water to dilute it. Today he is just fine. But, Brian and I had a little laugh watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; at the sink last night cleaning his mouth out WITH soap &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt; !! (Yes, of course I did feel bad for him but that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; change the fact that it was funny!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-971216527480248269?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/971216527480248269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/02/evening-events.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/971216527480248269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/971216527480248269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2010/02/evening-events.html' title='Evening Events'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-2524743264562584411</id><published>2009-09-18T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:34:43.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLk8XixSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6vRCagMcyFg/s1600-h/P1000892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382799446434301218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLk8XixSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6vRCagMcyFg/s400/P1000892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLkvOpC-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/w1zGa-IRiqI/s1600-h/P1000858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382799442907302882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLkvOpC-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/w1zGa-IRiqI/s400/P1000858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLRysZBsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OtgXynuX5aU/s1600-h/P1000854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382799117419873986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLRysZBsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OtgXynuX5aU/s400/P1000854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLRI1UgOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pEQwrfvxtdE/s1600-h/P1000852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382799106183037154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLRI1UgOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pEQwrfvxtdE/s400/P1000852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOKnO0Z0oI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qe-S1oeInnM/s1600-h/P1000857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382798386235298434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOKnO0Z0oI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qe-S1oeInnM/s400/P1000857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOKmaf42EI/AAAAAAAAAFk/l_PgftJN8ms/s1600-h/P1000862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382798372190607426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOKmaf42EI/AAAAAAAAAFk/l_PgftJN8ms/s400/P1000862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Usually family pictures can be a chore!! But,.... this time was great. The kids ran around while I took others pictures and they were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cooperative&lt;/span&gt; (for the most part) during family pictures and other group pics. It almost makes me want to do it again. (almost!) But, hey I think they turned out. Minus the fact that I am biased and think my family is beautiful, handsome, cute, darling, lovely,and MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-2524743264562584411?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/2524743264562584411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2524743264562584411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2524743264562584411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SrOLk8XixSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6vRCagMcyFg/s72-c/P1000892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-5550821073667011129</id><published>2009-08-29T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:08:44.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wickedly Devine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SpnOq_ApD8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/gydhLOqFjJQ/s1600-h/michele+zach+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375554868107349954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SpnOq_ApD8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/gydhLOqFjJQ/s400/michele+zach+school.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SpmmfhAsKVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1lT6KwSfmXM/s1600-h/wiked+cologe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375510690610817362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SpmmfhAsKVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1lT6KwSfmXM/s400/wiked+cologe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/Spmjas-OtoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/a8v3slfYs-c/s1600-h/wedding+colage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375507309387495042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/Spmjas-OtoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/a8v3slfYs-c/s400/wedding+colage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW!! We have had a busy month!! So, from the looks of the pictures (Which are CUTE !!) We have been celebrating Britney(my cousin)&amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kevin's&lt;/span&gt; marriage. And Michele (my cousin)&amp;amp; Zach's wedding.Michele tied the not on August 1st and Britney tied the not on August 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. We of course went to the wedding's than the luncheon/reception afterwards. We had a wonderful time!! It is fun when family gets together. We had family come from California for Britney's wedding we had cousins staying at our house. (Not much sleep going on though!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HEHEHE&lt;/span&gt;! Need I mention making funnel cake at midnight! yummy !!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next week was busy!! the 1st day of school was Wednesday the 19th. Also, more marriage 'stuff''.Brian and I traveled to California to be there for the Open House in Central California. We delicated our kids out to wonderful people so we could go. We left Thursday morning after getting kids of to school and droping Jordan off at my brothers. Friday was the open house. Do you see the pictures of people doing yard work... That was the morning of the Open house. We raked and planted flowers and raked more (dumb leaves!!) Made wild flower &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;arrangement's&lt;/span&gt; for table center peaces. There was cleaning inside and Power washing EVERYTHING outside. (Thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stud&lt;/span&gt; muffin!!) The Open House was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;!! Towards the end a few of the teenagers decided that jumping in the pool in there formal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attire&lt;/span&gt; was the thing to do. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a picture of that but..... you've seen it in movies and its funny in real life also. After the party was opening presents (Bride &amp;amp; Groom) and clean-up. And eating the left overs from the yummy caterers. (Seriously I cant resist somethings-- mainly little yummy deserts, ex. cheesecake, lemon bars, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; cake etc...) So, bed time came and I was more than willing to SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day .... Among other things going on, I'll get to the point of Saturday. WICKED!!!&lt;/div&gt;We left for San Fransisco about 3pm. Good thing to!! Wicked started at 8pm so we thought we would have time to walk around and 'stuff'. Anyway, we were on the freeway and it took us 1 1/2 hours to go 8 miles. So,... who knew there was a Raiders game in Oakland that day..... Not Me! So, good thing we left early because we arrived just in time. Some of the family that came with us &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have tickets and were going to try for the raffle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tickets&lt;/span&gt; (left over single seats that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; sale). But, we missed it. We were able to get a single seat for my sister Ramona though from someone who had an extra ticket.(Thanks for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barging&lt;/span&gt; the price Brian.) Wicked was amazing to say the least !!! The story line is so creative and the working in of Dorthy and everything was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt;!! The songs were amazing and it had plenty of comical points,tender points and a wonderful ending! I cant wait to see it again. ( O yes, I will see it again. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know when but I will!!!) I love that I have a hubby who enjoys going to such things as plays and he is wonderful. He also drove the whole way there and back again. He also endured &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;listening&lt;/span&gt; to a "Chick-flick" on the way home. So, for all his goodness he was able to go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Depech&lt;/span&gt; Mode on Tuesday night. So, I ask him Which performance was better ....... he said (with a little laugh) "Wicked dear".. I love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2286558294919187535-5550821073667011129?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/5550821073667011129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-we-have-had-busy-month-so-from.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5550821073667011129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5550821073667011129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-we-have-had-busy-month-so-from.html' title='Wickedly Devine'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SpnOq_ApD8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/gydhLOqFjJQ/s72-c/michele+zach+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-5668922093179128005</id><published>2009-08-13T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:51:58.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SoTQSAnW5xI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sG5V-Yag02c/s1600-h/youth+conference+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369645663553775378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SoTQSAnW5xI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sG5V-Yag02c/s400/youth+conference+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SoSBLr5VyNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HVROA_qcDI4/s1600-h/Camp+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369558693494245586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SoSBLr5VyNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HVROA_qcDI4/s400/Camp+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, about time for update.. ... So, I thought I would fill you in on the going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;on's&lt;/span&gt; of the Snows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/span&gt; and I went to girls camp and had a lot of fun! I went on the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year over night hike this year and tried rolling down the mountain with my pack on. (I think I was entertainment for A LOT of Young Women). I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; and stood and took a bow. (So, sorry, no picture for that. I do wish I had one though!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 weeks after Camp was Youth Conference. We went to a local collage and "played"! It was 3 days and a lot of fun. They had great balance of spiritual and fun. It was a stake Youth Conference and we combined with a stake from Idaho, so.... TONS of youth!!! We had Jon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bytheway&lt;/span&gt; as a youth motivational speaker. He was amazing. He motivated me!!! The dance was fun for all. The leaders (well, in our ward) totally participated in this. You know "group dancing" in a circle or jumping to the beat in the middle of the dance. Yep, I thought I was a teenager again and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/span&gt; thought her mom had lost it!! (true story) There were a ton of other things, "workshops", testimony meeting, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Aggie&lt;/span&gt; games (ex. steel the flag, dodge ball, etc..) We stayed in OLD dorms and ate at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cafeteria&lt;/span&gt;. Had a formal night (dinner, speaker, dance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we are in full mode of ....... you would think back to school right... Well, no, we have family in town from California for a wedding. We are playing and have cousins over to our house. Next week (you know the week school starts) We will be in back to school mode ! ... Except that on Thursday Brian and I leave for California for reception (we are driving my cousins (aka sisters of the bride) home for the reception. So, as a side bonus (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HEHEHEH&lt;/span&gt;) WE ARE GOING TO WICKED in San &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fransisco&lt;/span&gt; !!! YEA !!!! &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/2286558294919187535-5668922093179128005?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/5668922093179128005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-about-time-for-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5668922093179128005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5668922093179128005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-about-time-for-update.html' title=''/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SoTQSAnW5xI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sG5V-Yag02c/s72-c/youth+conference+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-2872604955093297780</id><published>2009-07-17T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:20:54.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SmDqqAlPqVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iJC-n77tEt4/s1600-h/P1000227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359541564002511186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SmDqqAlPqVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iJC-n77tEt4/s320/P1000227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have reached the end of baseball (for this year). Austin's team was done for the season a couple of weeks ago, in fact, his last game was while he was plying in the dirt a 'Camp Big Springs' having the time of his life. (You know, zip line, water, no mom.... need I say more...) He came home SO DIRTY !!!! All I could see was his big smile when we picked him up. If it wasn't for that, I might not have recognized him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same day Austin left for camp Kassidy left for California. She stayed with my Aunt and played for 2 weeks. Some of her activities were: Swimming with cute boys (Cousins friends) water skiing with different cousin and her friends, shopping, going to San Fransisco to see Wicked, and first airplane flight home. (Yea, I know tuff life right!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, back to baseball. I know I get side tracked very easily. Okay, Yesterday was Dallin's last game. For the last 3 days they have had 2 games a day. So, last game they made it to State and were playing for 1st or 2nd place. The poor boys were tuckered out and couldnt pull off the last game. So, for the whole season they only lost 2 games. And took 2nd place in State!!! AWESOME!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-2872604955093297780?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/2872604955093297780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-reached-end-of-baseball-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2872604955093297780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2872604955093297780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-reached-end-of-baseball-for.html' title=''/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SmDqqAlPqVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iJC-n77tEt4/s72-c/P1000227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-2154772325894759605</id><published>2009-06-04T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:25:15.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goodness&lt;/span&gt; we have been a busy family!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st off, Baseball, Baseball, Baseball!!! This has become our lives!!! Austin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; play and everyday we have practice for one and a game for the other (switching off of course.) Anyway, at least they play at a park were Brooklyn and Jordan can enjoy slides and swings and new friends. Brian is even the assistant coach to Austins team. So, busy busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343544818370521122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SigVs3RaqCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1f2PQTmUZdQ/s320/Dallin+Austin+baseball+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this summer we had a quick trip to St. George. We went to visit friends Emily and Dave. We are so lucky to know them. I learned a new game called 'Phase 10' and for all of you who know what that game is, I had seriously never played before. So, I really like it. As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accustom&lt;/span&gt; to our St.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt; visits we went on a hike. This time we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;visited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kolob&lt;/span&gt; Canyon. IT WAS AMAZING!!! We did a 5.5 round trip hike on the double arch trail. The trail follows the river so for A LOT of the walk the kids walked in the river. (It barley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;covered&lt;/span&gt; there feet) There were little lizards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;butterfly's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551035711397986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SigbWwq_oGI/AAAAAAAAADE/eQJ7ZJUSalw/s320/kolob+canyon+hike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But, before St. George we a graduate in our family. I'm the proud mom of a daughter moving on from Jr. High to High School (I know I know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; look old enough!!! RIGHT !?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343553098429107330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SigdO05ODII/AAAAAAAAADM/2TWbHk9jKBU/s320/P1000057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Because Brian was fixing the fuel pump on the Yukon my mom (aka Grandma Porter) and I were the ones to attend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kassidy's&lt;/span&gt; Graduation. Afterwards we went to get a yummy treat ....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Magelbys&lt;/span&gt; Chocolate Cake !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is a long post I better mention our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Memorial&lt;/span&gt; Day. It was very easy actually! We went to my parents for a BBQ. The kids ran around EVERYWHERE and had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343554225999975090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SigeQdbEErI/AAAAAAAAADU/hzrDvAr2BeI/s320/Mermorial+Day+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-2154772325894759605?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/2154772325894759605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-goodness-we-have-been-busy-family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2154772325894759605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/2154772325894759605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-goodness-we-have-been-busy-family.html' title=''/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/SigVs3RaqCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1f2PQTmUZdQ/s72-c/Dallin+Austin+baseball+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-5067680582587170634</id><published>2009-05-19T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:30:36.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/ShMVaLRBQOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZKKgzH_UCC0/s1600-h/May+17+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337633522809127138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/ShMVaLRBQOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZKKgzH_UCC0/s320/May+17+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Saturday we ventured of to Wyoming. My cousin was married and we wanted to attend the reception. Well, Satruday was Austin's Birthday and Sunday was my Mom's Birthday. So,while at the park Brian and I ran for Pizza and picked up a cake for Austin and 'Grandma'. The kids had a blast running around throwing sand going down (and up) the slide. They also put sand down the slide. So, when my brother Darin went down the slide (hehehe), well lets just say you should have seen the butt of his pants! Anyway, the kids (all of them, Darin had his 5 kids also) were crazy excited to go to the reception. Rebecca (my sister) her little boy was crazy tiered!!!! Poor kid! You would think that after running (and I do mean running) around at the park the kids would be a bit more calm and less restless. Well, apparently not. My kids were so excited to see other cousins and family that I really didn't see them much but when I did it was always a reminder that we were still in a church and should not run! As you can see in the Pictures, the bride and groom were so cute. We are so happy for them. I love it when my cousins Mary and add to the growing extended family. It makes family reunions a blast ! Some of the pictures as you can tell are from the park some are from the reception some are Austin's birthday. And , the one of Kassidy who apparently likes to take pictures of herself. The one on the bottom right is my fabulous husband who puts up with me and my craziness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-5067680582587170634?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/5067680582587170634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5067680582587170634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5067680582587170634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-saturday.html' title='Busy Saturday'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/ShMVaLRBQOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZKKgzH_UCC0/s72-c/May+17+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286558294919187535.post-5824715531422242501</id><published>2009-05-11T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:24:48.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day !!</title><content type='html'>What could be better than to have a cute little 6 year old come and give you a hug and card and tell you "Happy Mother's Day".&lt;br /&gt;Everything went along as a normal Sunday. After church I did make everyone stop and smile for a picture. (Say Cheese!). I must say my kids are so cute and adorable!!!!!!!!!!!  We went to visit Brian's Mom and Step Mom on Saturday so there was just my mom on Sunday. And since it was a very nice day we thought we would go for our 1st family bike ride for the summer. This would be Brooklyn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jordan's&lt;/span&gt; first attempt at riding all the way to Grandmas house. Which is about 4 1/2 miles. Jordan taught himself to ride about a month ago and he is only 3. He thought it was a great ride. For our efforts On the way home the older kids wanted to ride through some water that had flooded the bike trail that goes under the road. Brian convinced Jordan that he wanted to do this also. The water was about a foot deep and cold. Brooklyn and I crossed the road and came to the other side to watch. The older kids were happy and thought that going through the water was great. Jordan stopped and the edge of the water (on the other side) hesitating his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;descent&lt;/span&gt; into the water. Brian road back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;encourage&lt;/span&gt; him. Once he started going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; I was worried that he would stop and than tip over in the water bringing on tears and one cold little 3 year old. So I kept telling him to peddle , peddle , peddle...etc. Well, he made it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;declared&lt;/span&gt; that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; like it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to do it again. After arriving home, Brooklyn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; down on the couch and was asleep with in 15 minutes. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; down with Jordan and he was out quicker than I could get to comfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2286558294919187535-5824715531422242501?l=snowandcompany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/feeds/5824715531422242501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5824715531422242501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2286558294919187535/posts/default/5824715531422242501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowandcompany.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day !!'/><author><name>snow @ Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532062584574620967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-TtjXmHN84/TGWrJDTHT6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/aoMk7gyMTXQ/S220/IMG_0287+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
