<?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-7877203670418235398</id><updated>2011-08-31T07:01:46.021-07:00</updated><category term='more kids'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='party'/><category term='cutness'/><category term='giggles'/><category term='Kam and Derek feeding Ducks'/><category term='love'/><category term='Dec  2007   COLD'/><category term='kids'/><category term='family'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Bromley Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6553211837801472653</id><published>2010-11-12T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:23:48.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Brooke 12?? Really</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TN4SVf28KfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Ot5fWgJalaQ/s1600/brooke+turns+12+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TN4SVf28KfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Ot5fWgJalaQ/s320/brooke+turns+12+004.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep, I am really that old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a sweet wonderful daughter that turned 12 yesterday. So crazy!!! I really can't believe it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6553211837801472653?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6553211837801472653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6553211837801472653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6553211837801472653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6553211837801472653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-brooke-12-really.html' title='Is Brooke 12?? Really'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TN4SVf28KfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Ot5fWgJalaQ/s72-c/brooke+turns+12+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6287153309445057021</id><published>2010-11-05T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:15:31.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50's Day at School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQp_p8tkiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ecyR9RlMJj8/s1600/50's+day+at+school+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQp_p8tkiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ecyR9RlMJj8/s320/50's+day+at+school+006.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know, SHOCKER! &amp;nbsp;I made this skirt, AND used my sewing machine instead of the hot glue gun. I am a little proud of myself. Another thing to be proud of, is the fact, although tempted, and would have really made this outfit even better, I RESISTED getting her those cute black and white 50"s shoes I just saw at Payless last week. Ok, so I tried getting them, but Springville store did not have them, they were at the Prove store. Hey, at least I stopped looking. I think it turned out cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQqGUQNHkI/AAAAAAAAAfs/VcXmDrW6owA/s1600/50's+day+at+school+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQqGUQNHkI/AAAAAAAAAfs/VcXmDrW6owA/s320/50's+day+at+school+005.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQqNNg8u5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/VvToQ0xulZU/s1600/50's+day+at+school+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQqNNg8u5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/VvToQ0xulZU/s320/50's+day+at+school+004.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kami, you are just too cute in your 50's attire, and pig-tail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It would have been even better if I could have found her little white sweater. It was lost unfortunately!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6287153309445057021?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6287153309445057021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6287153309445057021' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6287153309445057021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6287153309445057021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/50s-day-at-school.html' title='50&apos;s Day at School'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TNQp_p8tkiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ecyR9RlMJj8/s72-c/50&apos;s+day+at+school+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6049220109536456251</id><published>2010-11-01T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:37:26.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume's 2010</title><content type='html'>&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;Kami the "Purrrtty" Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-vloom_-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/p6DLFhwWzXc/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-vloom_-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/p6DLFhwWzXc/s200/misc.+pics+from+2010+119.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooke, You pull off a very good Napoleon Dynamite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darn I did not get a picture of the authentic moon boots.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-vul6uKgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/vdItL_h0ePg/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-vul6uKgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/vdItL_h0ePg/s200/misc.+pics+from+2010+122.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Derek and his ninja/Optimus Prime move﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-v3rqQdBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/W-KOEoZx9IA/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-v3rqQdBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/W-KOEoZx9IA/s200/misc.+pics+from+2010+125.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayes? Are you in there? The Iron man pose.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-wCV-bq0I/AAAAAAAAAfk/hFTLtU16U2Q/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-wCV-bq0I/AAAAAAAAAfk/hFTLtU16U2Q/s200/misc.+pics+from+2010+128.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Halloween was fun this year. By the end of the night, the kids had their &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next 4 years of costumes decided. I for one, am glad it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6049220109536456251?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6049220109536456251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6049220109536456251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6049220109536456251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6049220109536456251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/costumes-2010.html' title='Costume&apos;s 2010'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TM-vloom_-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/p6DLFhwWzXc/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6057056239764517301</id><published>2010-10-30T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:59:01.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally found my Camera cord, so I have a bunch of new posts with pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6057056239764517301?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6057056239764517301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6057056239764517301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6057056239764517301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6057056239764517301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-found-my-camera-cord-so-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-8200624284914699843</id><published>2010-10-30T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:57:17.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx3mbMksOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/G3PUS0uamrg/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx3mbMksOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/G3PUS0uamrg/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+097.jpg" width="320" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx3umPLmRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ew1CIJO4Cf8/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx3umPLmRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ew1CIJO4Cf8/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+099.jpg" width="320" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx30Jo5GbI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/VChHcxcRDPY/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx30Jo5GbI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/VChHcxcRDPY/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+106.jpg" width="320" /&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/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx36NBjqPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y3HI457ru5s/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx36NBjqPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y3HI457ru5s/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+114.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would share a few pictures that Brooke took. She took a bunch of pictures for a Reflections Contest, with the theme being, Together We Can..........&amp;nbsp; She has great wisdom and insight for being 11, (almost 12, and you believe it). She is so bright, and fun to have around the house. We love her. The other kids did an art projects, that I will have to get pictures of and post later.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-8200624284914699843?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8200624284914699843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=8200624284914699843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8200624284914699843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8200624284914699843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx3mbMksOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/G3PUS0uamrg/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-759619804942476572</id><published>2010-10-30T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:52:14.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Derek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx2195eKLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6gh6jHMDGUg/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx2195eKLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6gh6jHMDGUg/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+095.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/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx28fa9yII/AAAAAAAAAfE/JwPkXqmU5SM/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx28fa9yII/AAAAAAAAAfE/JwPkXqmU5SM/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+092.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your kid who stuggles in school get an award, you celebrate!!! Go Derek! Grandma and Grandpa even came. We are proud of you for trying, and doing so much better this year. Way to go!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-759619804942476572?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/759619804942476572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=759619804942476572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/759619804942476572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/759619804942476572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/go-derek.html' title='Go Derek'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx2195eKLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6gh6jHMDGUg/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-524741504456561072</id><published>2010-10-30T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:48:46.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet little Kam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx1zKX199I/AAAAAAAAAe4/s6R1lk49VnM/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx1zKX199I/AAAAAAAAAe4/s6R1lk49VnM/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+070.jpg" width="320" /&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/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx15rv5BEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/2X49EYYeX1o/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx15rv5BEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/2X49EYYeX1o/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+078.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7!!!!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe she is 7. Why do they have to grow up? Soon, she is not going to want me to bows and flower in her hair. She is going to be into music, make-up, and boys, and I am not going to do with her. ﻿I love her so much. She is a lot of fun, and such a sweetheart. Happy Birthday Kami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-524741504456561072?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/524741504456561072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=524741504456561072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/524741504456561072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/524741504456561072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-sweet-little-kam.html' title='My Sweet little Kam'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx1zKX199I/AAAAAAAAAe4/s6R1lk49VnM/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5057238396638192729</id><published>2010-10-30T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:44:20.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornbelly's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0LirxYFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dxGaQDX4Uto/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0LirxYFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dxGaQDX4Uto/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+065.jpg" width="320" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0TjOn6eI/AAAAAAAAAes/-_MRc3c4gTM/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0TjOn6eI/AAAAAAAAAes/-_MRc3c4gTM/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+066.jpg" width="320" /&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/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0aVfKZYI/AAAAAAAAAew/_lnP14TY-IA/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0aVfKZYI/AAAAAAAAAew/_lnP14TY-IA/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+068.jpg" width="320" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0g1he-RI/AAAAAAAAAe0/eqLnxYtX-cg/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0g1he-RI/AAAAAAAAAe0/eqLnxYtX-cg/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+069.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We joined the Hatching's for a fun night at Cornbelly's at Thanksgiving Point. Unfortunately I forgot my big camera, so I was only able to get pic's of their face's after we got home. They had a blast. Jumping, wandering though the maze, only to give up, playing, and more. So Fun!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5057238396638192729?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5057238396638192729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5057238396638192729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5057238396638192729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5057238396638192729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/cornbellys.html' title='Cornbelly&apos;s'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMx0LirxYFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dxGaQDX4Uto/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3176804587392607507</id><published>2010-10-30T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:37:25.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek is 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxy_ksgxFI/AAAAAAAAAek/uhiXhhszm_g/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxy_ksgxFI/AAAAAAAAAek/uhiXhhszm_g/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+058.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is still hard for me to believe that my Derek is 9. it does not seem possible. I felt like I just had him in the hospital. He is such a sweet heart, and is a joy to have in our house. Love you Derek﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-3176804587392607507?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3176804587392607507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3176804587392607507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3176804587392607507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3176804587392607507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/derek-is-9.html' title='Derek is 9'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxy_ksgxFI/AAAAAAAAAek/uhiXhhszm_g/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-703511384530052687</id><published>2010-10-30T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:32:16.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxVMpWQKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2ebfdPCHfjA/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxVMpWQKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2ebfdPCHfjA/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+032.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/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxgwVOdYI/AAAAAAAAAec/BFhYi5BnsKo/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxgwVOdYI/AAAAAAAAAec/BFhYi5BnsKo/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+025.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxnlmXH2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/P8kxXg8h2Jo/s1600/misc.+pics+from+2010+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxnlmXH2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/P8kxXg8h2Jo/s320/misc.+pics+from+2010+051.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Thanks to Christine for the idea to start a little pre-school. There are just 3 boys. Edward, Lincoln, and Hayes. They get to learn all kinds of things, like space, dinosaurs (we even went to BYU's dinosaurs museum), colors, senses, ABC's and more. They all get a long so well, and are having a blast together. It is always something they look forward to, 2 days a week. It's free for us, and gives us a break on our days we don't teach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-703511384530052687?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/703511384530052687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=703511384530052687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/703511384530052687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/703511384530052687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/pre-school.html' title='Pre-school'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TMxxVMpWQKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2ebfdPCHfjA/s72-c/misc.+pics+from+2010+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4075848582524743651</id><published>2010-10-19T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:41:34.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been tagged. I don't think too many read this blog anyway, but I will still post something</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; What are 5 of your pet peeves?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things. But what&amp;nbsp; do I want to mention here.......... hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;1. husband hugs me after washing hands, and not drying them. Left with a wet back&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2. People who think their lives, and where they need to go is more important than anyone else's, causing them to weave in and out of traffic like they are king.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;3. My kids not flushing the toilet. I ask them daily to flush. In one ear and out the other.&lt;br /&gt;4. My husbands obsessiveness over Glenn Beck, and Bill O'Reilly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;5. Wanting to read by the end a a really hard day, and end up falling asleep on the couch, wake up with a kinked neck at 6 am, and realise your husband turned off the light, and did not bother to urge you into bed, even though he's been asked to.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; List 5 of your "Raindrops on Roses, Whiskers on Kittens"(your favorite things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mint Ice-cream with Oreo cookies&amp;nbsp;or BYU mint brownies (that's hard to choose)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2. Kids that get along, and help each other find joy&lt;br /&gt;3. Husbands that sweep you off you feet, and surprise you&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;4. Finding money in your pocket, and running off to send it that minute&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;5. Being with family while being in a good mood (they have to happen at the same time)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;6. (I am adding one more) Decorating or painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; What are 5 things you have done for fun this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Went on a whim and joined my mom, brother, and sis, and went to Disneyland over my birthday&lt;br /&gt;2. Painted (or finished painting) my kids bedrooms. (one of my fav. things)&lt;br /&gt;3. Started up something that I have wanted to do for years now, even despite road blocks that have happened and continue to happen&lt;br /&gt;4. ??? had lots of fun movie nights with the family on the big screen downstairs&lt;br /&gt;5. Not really been too eventful. I also have a bad memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; What was your life like 5 years ago? (200&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;We were 1 less in our family (Hayes was not here yet), and we were making the transition to move from Spanish Fork to Springville, cleaning up, and selling the house, living with my in-laws during the build, and moving in Late Dec. missing Christmas by 1-2 days. Kind of a lot going on that year, and we are ready yo do it all over again soon......... I think, If we get enough courage to do it.......Ok, OK if the house sells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; If you had $5,000,0000 what are 5 of the things you would do with it?&lt;br /&gt;1. Donate&lt;br /&gt;2. Invest, invest, invest&lt;br /&gt;3. Pay off a nice new house and have nice new cars, (ridding ourselves of the mini van once and for all&lt;br /&gt;4. Finally start up my dream business of running an assisted care center&lt;br /&gt;5. Help&amp;nbsp;our family in need.......only if they were not seeking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it. I don't really have readers, so I won't tag anyone, especially cause my reader did it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-4075848582524743651?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4075848582524743651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4075848582524743651' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4075848582524743651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4075848582524743651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-been-tagged-i-dont-think-too.html' title='I have been tagged. I don&apos;t think too many read this blog anyway, but I will still post something'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-9086744278610395545</id><published>2010-08-29T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T10:56:04.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THqdHKxpy0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/FuXmDPTs9hM/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510889840518482754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THqdHKxpy0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/FuXmDPTs9hM/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was a fun day. We had our Temple Portrait making class. There were tons of people, and not a whole lot of room. But, it somehow worked out. It was fun to eat, mingle, and make it. Now I just have to figure out where I am going to put it. (I know, I am not like most people who figure out where to put it FIRST, before they purchase an item.) Every one's Temple turned out really nice. I probably loved the portrait of Salt Lake the best, but Mt. Timp was where we got married, so I chose that one. So fun. If anyone who did not get to do this, and would like to, you can buy a kit, and I can come show you how to do it. Otherwise to have a party like this one, you need a min. of 15 people. The cost was only $50 bucks. If you have seen these in Deseret Book, you know that is a steal. The size is 26x 32.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-9086744278610395545?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9086744278610395545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=9086744278610395545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/9086744278610395545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/9086744278610395545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/temple-portrait.html' title='Temple Portrait'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THqdHKxpy0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/FuXmDPTs9hM/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4104456806985784610</id><published>2010-08-25T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T09:01:50.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day of School!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7zdnH42I/AAAAAAAAAd0/2-mIgzgqoTU/s1600/first+day+of+school+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509375474465760098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7zdnH42I/AAAAAAAAAd0/2-mIgzgqoTU/s320/first+day+of+school+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st grade happiness! I don't think Kami can contain herself. Eating lunch at school is the biggest thing she is excited for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7yybIONI/AAAAAAAAAds/vuvOiKJxTKs/s1600/first+day+of+school+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509375462872725714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7yybIONI/AAAAAAAAAds/vuvOiKJxTKs/s320/first+day+of+school+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derek, going into 2nd grade, and his sensitive eyes! Is is bright outside, and his eyes are watering up too much. (anyone know how to take a picture of a kid with sensitive eyes?)  His day unfortunately did not start out too well. A mix of meds and weak stomach got to him, and he threw up on the bus on the way to school, and missed his first day. I am sorry if this ruined any fond memories your child should have experienced on their way to school. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7ystzr4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/i0qXWPZx2wY/s1600/first+day+of+school+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509375461340458882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7ystzr4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/i0qXWPZx2wY/s320/first+day+of+school+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brooke is looking so old this year. 6th grade! Wow, where did the time go???? She is excited, but then found out she has to read 45 min a day.  She says she loves her teacher. Next year, entering junior high!!! Yikes. Not so ready for that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7yJoCejI/AAAAAAAAAdc/B17bvzCgKHw/s1600/first+day+of+school+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509375451921021490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7yJoCejI/AAAAAAAAAdc/B17bvzCgKHw/s320/first+day+of+school+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-4104456806985784610?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4104456806985784610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4104456806985784610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4104456806985784610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4104456806985784610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='The First Day of School!!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/THU7zdnH42I/AAAAAAAAAd0/2-mIgzgqoTU/s72-c/first+day+of+school+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3413767668663521284</id><published>2010-08-08T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:14:00.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek's New room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-NAN-Kt9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/pLf7uiB_FjM/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503272304559962066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-NAN-Kt9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/pLf7uiB_FjM/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really quite hard to take these pictures. His room is pretty small, and you cannot see much in one shot. Target bedding, rug and lamp!! (of coarse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-M_v7uj5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/nL5HIC70J-8/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503272296496664466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-M_v7uj5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/nL5HIC70J-8/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-M_DEcEaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/D8U1eV7vNcM/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503272284453605794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-M_DEcEaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/D8U1eV7vNcM/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this picture looks a little foggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-M-kXPkaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VRL5QNCm6nI/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503272276210979234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-M-kXPkaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VRL5QNCm6nI/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little table is a DI find. A little paint and wa-la! Got the basket for him to put random stuff, books etc. Again, the best part, is a fresh new clean room for the start of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-3413767668663521284?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3413767668663521284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3413767668663521284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3413767668663521284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3413767668663521284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/dereks-new-room.html' title='Derek&apos;s New room'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TF-NAN-Kt9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/pLf7uiB_FjM/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6112168091736460488</id><published>2010-07-24T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:20:12.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest painting project......... Hayes' room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going off of bedding I already had (Target of coarse, did I mention I love that place), I used the same colors from the bedding, and added a truck and car, and cloud etc. to the walls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6eCJgvOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ATn75oQV1eE/s1600/DSC_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497692795271429346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6eCJgvOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ATn75oQV1eE/s320/DSC_0225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6dj3T84I/AAAAAAAAAcs/4qaSJoT6_1A/s1600/DSC_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497692787142030210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6dj3T84I/AAAAAAAAAcs/4qaSJoT6_1A/s320/DSC_0229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6dajY0nI/AAAAAAAAAck/SdnxttwmWtY/s1600/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497692784642544242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6dajY0nI/AAAAAAAAAck/SdnxttwmWtY/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6c56Uo7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/AK17y6JG5dM/s1600/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497692775880369074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6c56Uo7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/AK17y6JG5dM/s320/DSC_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part is it's clean. That is a miracle all by it's self&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6112168091736460488?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6112168091736460488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6112168091736460488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6112168091736460488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6112168091736460488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-latest-painting-project-hayes-room.html' title='My latest painting project......... Hayes&apos; room'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu6eCJgvOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ATn75oQV1eE/s72-c/DSC_0225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1506373748755209167</id><published>2010-07-24T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:11:03.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooke's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inspired by bedding on clearence at Target..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3ZE-1gAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZB67eP2OGQ8/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497689411597729794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3ZE-1gAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZB67eP2OGQ8/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Close up of the bedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3YtkanJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NSKgpB3Tqb4/s1600/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497689405312900242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3YtkanJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NSKgpB3Tqb4/s320/DSC_0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the walls. Flowers are out of vinyl, and the vines were just painted on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3YCGujDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/qUhdMEJ0j6A/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497689393645653042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3YCGujDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/qUhdMEJ0j6A/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I painted different stripes on the wall. My best painting advice is after taping with blue painters tape, caulk with paintable caulk over the edge to be painted. Let dry, then paint, and you will have a perfect line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3XVEFsbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MTiWai3HiWI/s1600/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497689381554991538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3XVEFsbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MTiWai3HiWI/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3W5Mf0fI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1A9EgbGYeqg/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 3px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 3px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497689374074065394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3W5Mf0fI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1A9EgbGYeqg/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1506373748755209167?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1506373748755209167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1506373748755209167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1506373748755209167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1506373748755209167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/brookes-room.html' title='Brooke&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu3ZE-1gAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZB67eP2OGQ8/s72-c/DSC_0213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-15246913078980741</id><published>2010-07-24T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:56:49.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's name..............Thumper,  (I know, so creative huh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu1GKUB7aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/EsrqPccvvT0/s1600/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497686887588031906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu1GKUB7aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/EsrqPccvvT0/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a Lionhead breed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the PERFECT pet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No yelping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No meowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No no whining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a silent, loveable ball of fur. We love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu1Fv6VcxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/CNj1EUCALQg/s1600/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497686880500937490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu1Fv6VcxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/CNj1EUCALQg/s320/DSC_0201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-15246913078980741?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/15246913078980741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=15246913078980741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/15246913078980741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/15246913078980741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-bunny.html' title='Our Bunny'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TEu1GKUB7aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/EsrqPccvvT0/s72-c/DSC_0203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7659038018571601302</id><published>2010-07-04T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:47:28.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooke and Naomi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have just recently remodeled Brooke's room, (pictures coming soon), and so we wanted to take some fun shots of her with her friends. Then get them printed in black and white. You'll see why when you see the colors of her room. So, here is the first session of pictures with her friend Naomi. They are such great friends, and have a ton in common. One of them being kickball. If they was a youth kickball league, These two would be the first to sign up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7JU-_g2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/CeDHSzqi63w/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489952977202414434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7JU-_g2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/CeDHSzqi63w/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7I5xghlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/L0G3WowWhmQ/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489952969898100306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7I5xghlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/L0G3WowWhmQ/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7IV7FB1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/ATcPjgns1-w/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489952960274564946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7IV7FB1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/ATcPjgns1-w/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7877203670418235398-7659038018571601302?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7659038018571601302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7659038018571601302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7659038018571601302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7659038018571601302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/brooke-and-naomi.html' title='Brooke and Naomi'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TDA7JU-_g2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/CeDHSzqi63w/s72-c/DSC_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6541261722360979578</id><published>2010-06-01T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:01:25.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me out to the ball game,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me out to the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buy me some...............yada yada ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjHn4msKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/j18ENeGhXTE/s1600/DSC_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478034241871065250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjHn4msKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/j18ENeGhXTE/s320/DSC_1091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not too good of a picture. That little speck is Kam hitting the ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjHLeZ3_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/QtOABbwcFr4/s1600/DSC_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478034234244980722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjHLeZ3_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/QtOABbwcFr4/s320/DSC_1089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Kam, go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjGXpqUYI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NQtxqtoecBE/s1600/DSC_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478034220333552002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjGXpqUYI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NQtxqtoecBE/s320/DSC_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is giving me the, I am so embarrassed my mom is taking pictures right now. I am trying to play ball mom, move it will ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides it sprinkling on us, it was fun to watch, and I am excited to see them start to get into it, and start getting the hang of the way the game is played. We really lucked out by getting the cute pink shirts. Can't see, but Kami has matching black white and pink shoes. Of coarse!! (I honestly got the shoes, then the shirt happened to match) I was so happy. We played against the orange team.  A month of games twice a week. This may get a little old soon. Til then, were can I buy the peanuts and crackerjacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6541261722360979578?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6541261722360979578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6541261722360979578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6541261722360979578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6541261722360979578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/t-ball.html' title='T-Ball'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/TAXjHn4msKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/j18ENeGhXTE/s72-c/DSC_1091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-2186847145416770693</id><published>2010-05-26T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:35:54.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My outdoor living space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, what do you think?? This love seat was white, and in Kami's room, really not getting used. When we finished laying the pavers I started looking around for outdoor furniture. If you know me at all, you know I am the world most impatient person. Knowing we really did not have the money, I was starting to get discouraged. But then the light bulb of creativity went off. I pained this love seat (thank you Sheia) and 2 side chairs and table (thank you Valerie) black. Then after looking around online for seating, I felt like I struck gold when I came upon these Target and cushions. Yea, I am so loving this. Now to finish it off, I am keeping my eyes pealed for a red or black little umbrella to put in the table. Hope to find an end of the year super deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1ZFgjN7XI/AAAAAAAAAas/HMGFFWloKSA/s1600/DSC_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475630673124257138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1ZFgjN7XI/AAAAAAAAAas/HMGFFWloKSA/s320/DSC_1171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1ZE2xV-CI/AAAAAAAAAak/w0w7NWp43Vc/s1600/DSC_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475630661909215266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1ZE2xV-CI/AAAAAAAAAak/w0w7NWp43Vc/s320/DSC_1170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-2186847145416770693?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2186847145416770693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=2186847145416770693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2186847145416770693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2186847145416770693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-outdoor-living-space.html' title='My outdoor living space'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1ZFgjN7XI/AAAAAAAAAas/HMGFFWloKSA/s72-c/DSC_1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5514119823906152396</id><published>2010-05-26T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:19:11.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kami and Peyton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kami and her friend Peyton.  There is not a day that goes by, that Kami is not begging to play with her. Wanting to go there. Wanting to invite her here. She loves her so much. I am so glad they have each other. I remember growing up, having 1 or 2 really good friends and did things daily.  It's nice they have that. Sometimes good friends are hard to come by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WWrFhzYI/AAAAAAAAAac/oW8BJCdoZGQ/s1600/DSC_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475627669475413378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WWrFhzYI/AAAAAAAAAac/oW8BJCdoZGQ/s320/DSC_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WWP148dI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JwydnRwIcto/s1600/DSC_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475627662162063826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WWP148dI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JwydnRwIcto/s320/DSC_1114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WVsuYwzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WndeJ2LTDyY/s1600/DSC_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475627652735353650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WVsuYwzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WndeJ2LTDyY/s320/DSC_1112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7877203670418235398-5514119823906152396?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5514119823906152396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5514119823906152396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5514119823906152396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5514119823906152396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/kami-and-peyton.html' title='Kami and Peyton'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1WWrFhzYI/AAAAAAAAAac/oW8BJCdoZGQ/s72-c/DSC_1113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5497177309693640082</id><published>2010-05-26T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:09:09.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Isaac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know how Kami thought of this, or if she just saw Isaac sitting in this sled, but she decided for the next couple of hours (off and on) to pull Isaac in this sled back, and forth across the lawn. Isaac loved it, and when she would stop, and go jump or play, he'd climb out, only to climb back in and try to get it to move. So happy it was nice weather to enjoy the outdoors for a lot of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Uu3dobBI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qd4byIPlou8/s1600/DSC_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475625886091340818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Uu3dobBI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qd4byIPlou8/s320/DSC_1155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1UuVt4aaI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/vS5P_YTzdHM/s1600/DSC_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475625877032692130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1UuVt4aaI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/vS5P_YTzdHM/s320/DSC_1162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Ut2ziqBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0SktoRaZIEE/s1600/DSC_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475625868734933010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Ut2ziqBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0SktoRaZIEE/s320/DSC_1153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5497177309693640082?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5497177309693640082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5497177309693640082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5497177309693640082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5497177309693640082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-isaac.html' title='Little Isaac'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Uu3dobBI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qd4byIPlou8/s72-c/DSC_1155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-8566108045739154360</id><published>2010-05-26T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:01:19.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a few days make</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1SnWUPRoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3wI58i_eDwc/s1600/DSC_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475623557911234178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1SnWUPRoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3wI58i_eDwc/s320/DSC_1082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids are really trying to have fun outside. It is pouring, but they don't seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1SmxBbyFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GUka5rHqTRQ/s1600/DSC_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475623547900250194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1SmxBbyFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GUka5rHqTRQ/s320/DSC_1081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, a few days later. Its warm, sunny, and they are now happily jumping without the rain interfering.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475623570039615714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1SoDf3sOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jJ9xHYaVR1Y/s320/DSC_1166.JPG" /&gt;Summer is vastly approaching, and soon they will be jumping, in the heat begging for the rain to pour down on them. Can't we ever be happy and content?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-8566108045739154360?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8566108045739154360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=8566108045739154360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8566108045739154360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8566108045739154360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-difference-few-days-make.html' title='What a difference a few days make'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1SnWUPRoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3wI58i_eDwc/s72-c/DSC_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7480792043203621850</id><published>2010-05-26T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:53:36.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kami's Kindergarten graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kami's awesome teacher Mrs. Bergera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1QeDPAzqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LkfBEUdGr04/s1600/DSC_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475621199146962594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1QeDPAzqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LkfBEUdGr04/s320/DSC_1105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Qdq1lQKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NvtrEtkS9x8/s1600/DSC_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475621192597848226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Qdq1lQKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NvtrEtkS9x8/s320/DSC_1101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1QdBCrmHI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lijcpd1-o-I/s1600/DSC_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475621181378500722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1QdBCrmHI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lijcpd1-o-I/s320/DSC_1091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Qcghf2iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FCS_VBhi19Q/s1600/DSC_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475621172649384482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1Qcghf2iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FCS_VBhi19Q/s320/DSC_1085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kami is growing up so fast. I do not know where the time goes. She is a happy, sweet, adorable little girl, that we love having in our family. She is always wanting to "play" with someone. Even if she has spent the day with one friend, the minute they leave it's "who can I play with now". She is very energetic, it's exhausting sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you Kami.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-7480792043203621850?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7480792043203621850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7480792043203621850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7480792043203621850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7480792043203621850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/kamis-kindergarten-graduation.html' title='Kami&apos;s Kindergarten graduation'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S_1QeDPAzqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LkfBEUdGr04/s72-c/DSC_1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4731358213548437611</id><published>2010-05-14T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:22:45.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafter's Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is the perfect thing for those of you out there who thinks you could not do a craft to save you life. There is a place in American Fork called Crafter's Corner that lets you pick out a pre-cut wood/metal craft, and paint and decorate it there. Then you leave, and they clean up. They have every color of paint, and paper, and ribbon, and embellishments, so you are not running all over town buying this stuff. You pick a craft, ranging in price from a few dollars on up. Then you pay a $5 flat price for what you make that day. It can be 1 thing or 4. Does not matter. This was my first time there. I picked an item I can leave up all year long. My mom and sister picked a holiday themed item. Which I'd like to do next time. It was a lot of fun. Plan on a good amount of time. We got there after 4, and it closes at 6, so by the time we picked our project, we ran out of time, and had to finish them at home. Luckily I got to take the paper and embellishments with me. Here is the finished project. I wish I had taken pictures there, and of my mom and sis, and us laughing, but It is hard to carry my huge camera around. Next time perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471176685494664386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S-2GNTpO_MI/AAAAAAAAAY0/K4pqB1ASqEg/s320/DSC_1170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-4731358213548437611?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4731358213548437611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4731358213548437611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4731358213548437611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4731358213548437611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/crafters-corner.html' title='Crafter&apos;s Corner'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S-2GNTpO_MI/AAAAAAAAAY0/K4pqB1ASqEg/s72-c/DSC_1170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-667380039178206528</id><published>2010-05-14T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:08:46.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek's First Grade Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S-2C20iCpHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/yy5-nnXNTHQ/s1600/DSC_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471173000650990706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S-2C20iCpHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/yy5-nnXNTHQ/s320/DSC_1167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can barely see him in this horrible blurry picture. The whole first grade did a play about being honest. He was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt;. He got to have a sword, and that made it way cool. I could not see a lot from where I was sitting, and had a hard time following the story, but it was cute, and pretty well done. The best part was it was only a half an hour. I think that is the right amount of time. Not too long, and not too short. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-667380039178206528?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/667380039178206528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=667380039178206528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/667380039178206528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/667380039178206528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/dereks-first-grade-program.html' title='Derek&apos;s First Grade Program'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S-2C20iCpHI/AAAAAAAAAYs/yy5-nnXNTHQ/s72-c/DSC_1167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5957952150483994396</id><published>2010-04-17T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:19:45.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a pain in the ?leg?</title><content type='html'>I have been having pain in my right leg for over a week now. I went in and had it checked out, and had to do some tests. An ultra-sound to check for blood clots, and an x-ray to check for bone cancer, (yikes). Well, both tests came back normal. I have been put on some pain meds, which make me rather loopy. I will deal with loopy, if I don't have to have pain. Well, I just realised, much to my dismay, I only have 4 pills left. I take 2 every 6 hours. And believe me, I am watching the clock, needing more by about the 4th or 5th hour. So, it's the weekend. Darn it. I called to see if the Dr. on call can fill it. NOPE. There is some rule about that, and if I need more pain meds, I have to go to the ER, or Clinic to get checked out AGAIN, and get them. Well, that is stupid. I was told to stay on them for 2 weeks, and see what happens. Wouldn't you think they'd give me 2 weeks worth. I am so not looking forward a Sunday in pain, instead of rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5957952150483994396?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5957952150483994396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5957952150483994396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5957952150483994396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5957952150483994396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-pain-in-leg.html' title='What a pain in the ?leg?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4661114419541638897</id><published>2010-04-17T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:10:26.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My super cool find</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was walking around ShopCo, and ran into this awesome Triple Slow cooker, buffet and serve. I have always wanted one. I know they are expensive, and so I thought I would never own one. Well, it was regularly priced at $150.00 smackeroo's, but was on clearance for $59.00. That's almost $100 off. I thought about my husbands reaction, and hoped he would not be upset at me for splurging on this, but I had to have it. Turns out, he thinks it is pretty awesome too. Anything to do with cooking food, he is usually in. Yea!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S8pa2wkgVEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/s-w4aLrlNvM/s1600/DSC_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461277394937599042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S8pa2wkgVEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/s-w4aLrlNvM/s320/DSC_1082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7877203670418235398-4661114419541638897?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4661114419541638897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4661114419541638897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4661114419541638897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4661114419541638897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-super-cool-find.html' title='My super cool find'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S8pa2wkgVEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/s-w4aLrlNvM/s72-c/DSC_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-8159450277637992779</id><published>2010-04-05T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:56:31.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o9K8PD6cI/AAAAAAAAAYc/14rz1f-cx3c/s1600/DSC_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456741156690061762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o9K8PD6cI/AAAAAAAAAYc/14rz1f-cx3c/s320/DSC_1084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Floods of memories.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was walking around in Target the other day. Can I say, that I love that place. Wish Wal-Mart by us was Target. I would be in a heap of trouble. But anyway, I walked by the toy aisle, and there it was. Please tel me anyone who was a kid in the 80's remembers the Monchhichi. I had one as a kid. I remember loving him. I had to spend the $8.99 to have him all for myself. Now, share your stories of childhood toy memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-8159450277637992779?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8159450277637992779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=8159450277637992779' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8159450277637992779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8159450277637992779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/holy-crap.html' title='Holy crap'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o9K8PD6cI/AAAAAAAAAYc/14rz1f-cx3c/s72-c/DSC_1084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-8701559908204990726</id><published>2010-04-05T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:41:09.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8Pm50wuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/N0VZgBNLVDw/s1600/DSC_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456740137351561954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8Pm50wuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/N0VZgBNLVDw/s320/DSC_1082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8PKMSxbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/VOA0dahSJVU/s1600/DSC_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456740129644398002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8PKMSxbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/VOA0dahSJVU/s320/DSC_1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8Oel6NnI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pd_uMwRPAcA/s1600/DSC_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456740117940680306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8Oel6NnI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pd_uMwRPAcA/s320/DSC_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Derek very much enjoyed watching his car race down the track. I did not know how it all worked. I was glad they had the cars race a lot. I thought they raced just once, then they were done. Derek Won 2nd place for our ward. Yea Derek, (dad)!!!!&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/7877203670418235398-8701559908204990726?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8701559908204990726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=8701559908204990726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8701559908204990726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8701559908204990726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/pinewood-derby.html' title='Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o8Pm50wuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/N0VZgBNLVDw/s72-c/DSC_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7431273972914489729</id><published>2010-04-05T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:36:11.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam, I'm good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o7Aa4cPkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9XDcnF2g-Ng/s1600/DSC_1081(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456738776914869826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o7Aa4cPkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9XDcnF2g-Ng/s320/DSC_1081(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I shocked the heck out of myself for doing this on my own. I usually have the help from friends, cause I am NOT a very good homeaker. Well, ta-da, I did it all by myself. And I don't even like jam. This one is for you my dear family. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-7431273972914489729?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7431273972914489729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7431273972914489729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7431273972914489729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7431273972914489729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/jam-im-good.html' title='Jam, I&apos;m good!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o7Aa4cPkI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9XDcnF2g-Ng/s72-c/DSC_1081(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5434452470385662346</id><published>2010-04-05T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:32:07.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has anyone ever hear of the magic eraser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I was not sure if it was going to work. But it totally did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o591wBEmI/AAAAAAAAAX0/t_EYykcEGyM/s1600/DSC_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456737633076056674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o591wBEmI/AAAAAAAAAX0/t_EYykcEGyM/s320/DSC_1146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o59ajeF3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/UsGxiwuHf-s/s1600/DSC_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456737625775675250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o59ajeF3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/UsGxiwuHf-s/s320/DSC_1147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so putting off having to scrub this stove top. But it was so easy using the magic eraser, compared to a regular scrubber.&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/7877203670418235398-5434452470385662346?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5434452470385662346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5434452470385662346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5434452470385662346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5434452470385662346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/has-anyone-ever-hear-of-magic-eraser.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7o591wBEmI/AAAAAAAAAX0/t_EYykcEGyM/s72-c/DSC_1146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-2874646659659028525</id><published>2010-03-31T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:14:33.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster Haven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7NlsuTDCnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uICekYT7y24/s1600/DSC_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815392692374130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7NlsuTDCnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uICekYT7y24/s320/DSC_1171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Nlsf1D7II/AAAAAAAAAXc/NQnrStzQ9Cw/s1600/DSC_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815388808506498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Nlsf1D7II/AAAAAAAAAXc/NQnrStzQ9Cw/s320/DSC_1150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Nlr2fPK0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/TuOFCBaVfeM/s1600/DSC_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815377711115074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Nlr2fPK0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/TuOFCBaVfeM/s320/DSC_1160.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/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Nlraav6iI/AAAAAAAAAXM/69wJNIt0GWg/s1600/DSC_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815370176096802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Nlraav6iI/AAAAAAAAAXM/69wJNIt0GWg/s320/DSC_1157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy early Easter girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have been wanting one and so we finally said yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do they they are kinda cute. And, yes you will find me talking baby talk to them. I actually got the lighter one and a cage for free off Craigs list. Then the dark one (cute one) at a pet store. $12 bucks, and food. Worth it. Yesterday Hayes threw the ball, and injured the light one, and we though it was dead. It came through. We could not believe it. We do have to get another cage. They are not suppose to be in the same cage together. As they get older they will fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next purchase. Lizards for the boys.&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/7877203670418235398-2874646659659028525?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2874646659659028525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=2874646659659028525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2874646659659028525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2874646659659028525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/hamster-haven.html' title='Hamster Haven'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7NlsuTDCnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uICekYT7y24/s72-c/DSC_1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3528976434908902194</id><published>2010-03-28T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:29:03.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday a week early</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since Easter lands on Conference. I had the kids wear their new duds today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqvY9RB7I/AAAAAAAAAXE/P9D2XroCa6w/s1600/DSC_1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453906142387308466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqvY9RB7I/AAAAAAAAAXE/P9D2XroCa6w/s200/DSC_1151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls:   In matching skirts that my mom made. Brooke even helped her. I wonder how long this will last with Brooke. I am sure she is a little embarrassed. But, as long as nothing is said, I will continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Aquliow-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/F9RhSzwiPyQ/s1600/DSC_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 4px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453906128585409506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7Aquliow-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/F9RhSzwiPyQ/s200/DSC_1158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Brooke. Had to include this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AquEKVEgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/SWV9E195CBg/s1600/DSC_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453906119625085442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AquEKVEgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/SWV9E195CBg/s200/DSC_1149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys:  JC Penny sale. matching shorts and coordinating tops. (yes poor Derek is wearing socks with shorts. We could not find his sandals anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqtiFqACI/AAAAAAAAAWs/0eC0Ph1Q2rs/s1600/DSC_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453906110478680098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqtiFqACI/AAAAAAAAAWs/0eC0Ph1Q2rs/s200/DSC_1165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is probably wrong to be so prideful, but I feel like I have the cutest, best kids in the whole world. You can quote me the next time I post a "my kids are stinkers" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqtF1MK8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/2xE6EG7jEWw/s1600/DSC_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 2px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453906102893423554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqtF1MK8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/2xE6EG7jEWw/s200/DSC_1171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-3528976434908902194?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3528976434908902194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3528976434908902194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3528976434908902194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3528976434908902194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-sunday-week-early.html' title='Easter Sunday a week early'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AqvY9RB7I/AAAAAAAAAXE/P9D2XroCa6w/s72-c/DSC_1151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5269473001337810280</id><published>2010-03-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:12:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movie: Princess and the Frog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnGEDTePI/AAAAAAAAAWc/dQo8qgcKdz0/s1600/DSC_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453902133865969906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnGEDTePI/AAAAAAAAAWc/dQo8qgcKdz0/s200/DSC_1097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found these fun fruit snacks that go well with the theme, add M&amp;amp;M's, jelly beans, and popcorn, Yum!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnF0xO-gI/AAAAAAAAAWU/K8HKNkinX3I/s1600/DSC_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453902129763645954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnF0xO-gI/AAAAAAAAAWU/K8HKNkinX3I/s200/DSC_1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this proves that I either have a nice camera. Or I do not know how to use it. I took this in the dark thinking I would get a picture of the flick playing. Nope. You can hardly tell anything is on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnFfZn7HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/x_fIL2epd_o/s1600/DSC_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453902124027473010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnFfZn7HI/AAAAAAAAAWM/x_fIL2epd_o/s200/DSC_1095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kids munching, (also taken in the dark.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnEzEFZrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xf7JuMe-FKw/s1600/DSC_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453902112125970098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnEzEFZrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xf7JuMe-FKw/s200/DSC_1094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall It was fun. I personally did not love the movie. Darn I usually love Disney. It was a dark tale. Kids got restless. (Sorry Sheia, the pic's were taken before your kids arrived. I forgot all about me even taking them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5269473001337810280?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5269473001337810280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5269473001337810280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5269473001337810280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5269473001337810280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-playing.html' title='Now Playing'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S7AnGEDTePI/AAAAAAAAAWc/dQo8qgcKdz0/s72-c/DSC_1097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6956388500234437100</id><published>2010-02-26T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:32:06.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever get bored, and down, and blah, that you wonder who you are, or have become. I do that, then it hits me, hello, I am not doing things I enjoy. So, out come the paint brushes, and scrapbook paper. It's amazing when you are pre-occupied with things, you kinda forget about your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a calender holder (I assume) that I got at DI, and painted and covered with paper. (idea courtesy of Sheia Korth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNNg8AnhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NxMSmrfI6xk/s1600-h/DSC_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442755412996693522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNNg8AnhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NxMSmrfI6xk/s200/DSC_1087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is some sort of tray that was brown, and had some other wood pieced inside, that I also painted and covered with paper. Wish I had taken before pictures. Now, don't ask me what I will do with them, but it is fun for me, and an outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442755405610301666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNNFa9OOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/quaGN_ux5PA/s200/DSC_1085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNMiMHhKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ihFtOwhap2c/s1600-h/DSC_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442755396152820898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNMiMHhKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ihFtOwhap2c/s200/DSC_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kami even took part in the fun, and painted an old shelf we have had laying around. By the time I got to it to help smooth out the lumps, they were half dry. At least she was having a good time. I am giving her full credit on this paint job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442755426586297298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNOTkBg9I/AAAAAAAAAVs/DbKeAIL4D6M/s200/DSC_1081.JPG" /&gt;I love making cards. That's probably the thing I like most above all else. I am addicted to paper, and it's a way fun outlet for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442756647820478898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iOVZA8SbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/-JPUselz514/s200/DSC_1081(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know if you can see, but Kami decided to use these as invitations for her friend's club. I should have investigated why she was asking me to help her spell all her friends names. Ugggg....... Time and money......gone.......Little turkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442756637163923810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iOUxUOKWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mHXfY7Bj5U4/s200/DSC_1082(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6956388500234437100?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6956388500234437100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6956388500234437100' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6956388500234437100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6956388500234437100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/projects.html' title='Projects'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4iNNg8AnhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NxMSmrfI6xk/s72-c/DSC_1087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3908518905165077380</id><published>2010-02-25T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:40:00.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Derek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Award: Special Recognition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What they are Recognizing: (Teachers words) Having such a vivid imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that a crack up. So fitting for this boy, I tell you. Nonetheless, when Derek is being honored for anything, we are there supporting. Way to go bud. Way to be that Transformer during class, or that Jedi in battle. To others, it's a great imagination, to you, it's reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddRhqESoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m1KU2FTqP2U/s1600-h/DSC_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442421230374505090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddRhqESoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m1KU2FTqP2U/s200/DSC_1097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddRL4eHQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZnoTYAXoiVQ/s1600-h/DSC_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442421224529337602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddRL4eHQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZnoTYAXoiVQ/s200/DSC_1101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddQir1cMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/jvd1pHbQR6Y/s1600-h/DSC_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442421213470486722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddQir1cMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/jvd1pHbQR6Y/s200/DSC_1100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7877203670418235398-3908518905165077380?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3908518905165077380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3908518905165077380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3908518905165077380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3908518905165077380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-derek.html' title='Go Derek'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4ddRhqESoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m1KU2FTqP2U/s72-c/DSC_1097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1715709216203390848</id><published>2010-02-25T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:17:24.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4dWL2AiFtI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zbxY_dZl410/s1600-h/DSC_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442413436176832210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4dWL2AiFtI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zbxY_dZl410/s200/DSC_1089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins, Kami, and Mariah (my brother's daughter), are haming it up for the camera. It was so fun to have Mariah sleep over. It was funny how it turned out. They not only have matching shirts (shown) but matching Pj's too. I could just kick myself for not taking pictures of them the night before. They were so funny. Just acting like total spazze's (is that a word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4dWLDiVQ-I/AAAAAAAAATs/F3ekCtBPFoY/s1600-h/DSC_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442413422628389858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4dWLDiVQ-I/AAAAAAAAATs/F3ekCtBPFoY/s200/DSC_1085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish my brother and his adorable little family lived closer. When they do come though, it is always great to see them, even if sometimes we almost have to start over again, and get re-acquainted. So worth it. They are a blast. You just never know when life will take an unexpected turn. See, this is my brother with the brain tumor. He is doing well up to this point. I think he is an amazing and courageous man. He doing all he can, to take care of himself, and be a good person, husband, brother, father, and Latter-Day-Saint. I look up to him, even though he is 11 months younger. He is an amazing soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442415572221320466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4dYILZOXRI/AAAAAAAAAT8/7ac4wUcSM8Q/s200/DSC_1219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1715709216203390848?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1715709216203390848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1715709216203390848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1715709216203390848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1715709216203390848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/crazy-girls.html' title='Crazy Girls'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4dWL2AiFtI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zbxY_dZl410/s72-c/DSC_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-8629686162069275965</id><published>2010-02-23T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:38:46.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so not good at keeping this blog up any more. I am not even sure what to write about now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids are great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441472098459051938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4P-CxvZ56I/AAAAAAAAATk/NnsIEjPfUqg/s200/DSC_1062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Derek (with his girlfriend Sophia), yes, he is in his Jammies. Is doing ok. He is always imagining he is a transformer, or his latest, in Start Wars with invisi shield of sorts. As long as he does not have to do school work, he is just great. Loves life., and so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441472090465047938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4P-CT9fFYI/AAAAAAAAATc/Yg6yv0RIHhA/s200/DSC_1079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's my baby of the family, cutie Hayes, or as a lot of people like to call him, Hayzers. Little bit OCD, and likes things perfect. He is a sweetheart. He has recently been tiolet trained in a very short period of time (about 1 week), and even though he will sometimes come get us out of bed at 4 am cause he needs someone with him to pee, it's worth the saving on diapers, and wipes, and clean hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441472080922537394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4P-BwaX7bI/AAAAAAAAATU/aiO9eSG_6s0/s200/DSC_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sweet Brooke. The oldest. Has a little (ok big) fascination with games on line, like Mooshie Monsters, and Build a Bear, but over all, she is such a wonderful, kind, and helpful 11 year old. She is the perfect first child, and I just hope that someday when she's 20 or 30 something, she will not look back on growing up, "the responsible one", and blame me, or say she "hated it". She is one of those that does when told, and doesn't even talk back. That's being saved for the 14-17 stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441472069623296690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4P-BGUbMrI/AAAAAAAAATM/P-rPUf06WCw/s200/DSC_0887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kami, Kami, Kami. The little princess. The mother hen, the boss. She likes to tell everyone else how it's gonna be. She is adorable, and quite photogenic, (ok, I am a little biased) But man that girl is a drama queen. Any takers for when she turns 13. I am scared. She will be the one to give us hell. I am sure of it. As for now, we will just love her, and raise her as best as we know how. She is delightful a lot of the time too. Yesterday she gave me a back rub, and she is always thinking of what she can do to "please"me. What a sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband is wonderful...........He does great things like..........&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441472059603292434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4P-Ag_eERI/AAAAAAAAATE/3RsnD3lEoqk/s200/DSC_1203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;surprising me on Valentine's Day with my wedding ring, (diamond had fallen out 4 years ago, so he replaced it)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is sweet and kind, and oh so patient with me any my seemingly endless personalities. He is never quick to judge, and he loves life. He is so cute too. I am madly in love with this man. We are coming upon 13 years this June. Wow, has time flown by. He is a wonderful guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, well, there's somewhat of an update. I am going to try and keep up this blog. It kinda helps you to realise the true blessings right before your eyes. I can't say it will be all that interesting. I don't shop for, or take pictures of great food deals and storage, and I don't really critic anything like food, though I do love to eat (unfortunately), and I never really go anywhere. But, I am still going to try, even if it is just a goal to set. I have a lot to be thankful for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-8629686162069275965?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8629686162069275965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=8629686162069275965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8629686162069275965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8629686162069275965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-not-good-at-keeping-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/S4P-CxvZ56I/AAAAAAAAATk/NnsIEjPfUqg/s72-c/DSC_1062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-2911537840595698595</id><published>2009-12-18T23:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:36:00.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's finally home!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_0m_NfnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RtfU2S2lO9Y/s1600-h/DSC_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416844993615462002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_0m_NfnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RtfU2S2lO9Y/s200/DSC_1030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for him to come down the escalator. Seemed like forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416844969381782146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_zMtc4oI/AAAAAAAAASk/GAR1Fy3Evqc/s200/DSC_1035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my sweet baby brother has come home from serving in Bulgaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_0DKlvSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sUX_RSaF3ig/s1600-h/DSC_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416844983999511842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_0DKlvSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sUX_RSaF3ig/s200/DSC_1042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kami and her RM uncle Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_zgHcspI/AAAAAAAAASs/de5K74noJgY/s1600-h/DSC_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416844974591095442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_zgHcspI/AAAAAAAAASs/de5K74noJgY/s200/DSC_1039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom embracing her last missionary and baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how wonderful, that we can now hug him in the flesh, and be able to tell him to his face how much we love and adore him, and how proud we are of him for serving the Lord for 2 years. Bulgaria was a tough mission, and he been through a lot. Including being beat up twice, and mugged. But it's over, and he is home. We are so happy and so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-2911537840595698595?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2911537840595698595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=2911537840595698595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2911537840595698595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2911537840595698595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/hes-finally-home.html' title='He&apos;s finally home!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Syx_0m_NfnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RtfU2S2lO9Y/s72-c/DSC_1030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3970461841059120851</id><published>2009-09-17T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:50:56.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My DI project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI_PhdGuI/AAAAAAAAASc/nqipDQ7j4yY/s1600-h/DSC_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382585493485329122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI_PhdGuI/AAAAAAAAASc/nqipDQ7j4yY/s200/DSC_0969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI-a2y7KI/AAAAAAAAASU/bbZYP_fY8PI/s1600-h/DSC_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382585479347760290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI-a2y7KI/AAAAAAAAASU/bbZYP_fY8PI/s200/DSC_0970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI93i5ILI/AAAAAAAAASM/uVr9EAf96_U/s1600-h/DSC_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382585469869039794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI93i5ILI/AAAAAAAAASM/uVr9EAf96_U/s200/DSC_0971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI9KRjdBI/AAAAAAAAASE/crTlETqmhHA/s1600-h/DSC_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382585457716720658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI9KRjdBI/AAAAAAAAASE/crTlETqmhHA/s200/DSC_0972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI8SNBCuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XlQzq9PK6s4/s1600-h/DSC_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382585442665302754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI8SNBCuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XlQzq9PK6s4/s200/DSC_0973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I found this dresser at DI and could see the potential. It used to be cream with gold leafing. I was pretty ugly. I thought it turned out great. It will go in Brooke's room. I could not find any cute contact paper, so I used scrapbook paper. I love working on projects.&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-3970461841059120851?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3970461841059120851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3970461841059120851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3970461841059120851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3970461841059120851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-di-project.html' title='My DI project'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SrLI_PhdGuI/AAAAAAAAASc/nqipDQ7j4yY/s72-c/DSC_0969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3919604807245993911</id><published>2009-08-17T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:38:49.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som-3sLi86I/AAAAAAAAARQ/dE3OcOpRdfk/s1600-h/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371033894577697698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som-3sLi86I/AAAAAAAAARQ/dE3OcOpRdfk/s200/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som6gU8xZ9I/AAAAAAAAARA/rzpnJfCUChQ/s1600-h/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371029095158212562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som6gU8xZ9I/AAAAAAAAARA/rzpnJfCUChQ/s200/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 91px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371034459356192834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som_YkJO4EI/AAAAAAAAARY/QrPdj8_wixc/s200/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som6fisrfDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/92HopKs5l50/s1600-h/photo+shoot+Kam+and+Jess+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 91px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371029081668942898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som6fisrfDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/92HopKs5l50/s200/photo+shoot+Kam+and+Jess+083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371029065696856754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som6enMoyrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cTgZtnYewgM/s200/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371029055348915170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som6eApfu-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/54ebyVDhxz8/s200/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know it has been a while. I have no excuse that is worthy of using here. I am just lazy. The topic of this entry: SCHOOL IS STARTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I act a little over zealous about that? Well, I am, and I am quite happy school starts on my b-day this year. It's the best present EVER! Here are some pic's of the ever excited kids doing their fashon show for us this year. So cute!!!!&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/7877203670418235398-3919604807245993911?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3919604807245993911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3919604807245993911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3919604807245993911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3919604807245993911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-i-know-it-has-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Som-3sLi86I/AAAAAAAAARQ/dE3OcOpRdfk/s72-c/photo+shoot+and+fashion+show+312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1437881520078707950</id><published>2009-06-18T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:10:36.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest of my kiddo's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAtLO5M4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/tPFn2otjVYs/s1600-h/kid+pics+2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348869758541968258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAtLO5M4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/tPFn2otjVYs/s200/kid+pics+2009+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAs23yfgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/79EqkrIinf8/s1600-h/kid+pics+2009+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348869753076350466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAs23yfgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/79EqkrIinf8/s200/kid+pics+2009+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAsWD7wpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SioKI2joYy8/s1600-h/kid+pics+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348869744268919442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAsWD7wpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SioKI2joYy8/s200/kid+pics+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAsMqXDTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0EkKuzhxdyY/s1600-h/kid+pics+2009+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348869741745737010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAsMqXDTI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0EkKuzhxdyY/s200/kid+pics+2009+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAr7C4yeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ht7HAaLh1HU/s1600-h/kid+pics+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348869737016773090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAr7C4yeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ht7HAaLh1HU/s200/kid+pics+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my kids are growing up so fast, I feel like Brooke is already a teenager, even though she is only 10 1/2.  Before I know it, she will be. It makes me a little sick. The teenage years scare me, so I hope I will be a good mom then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took the kids up the canyon to take some pictures. I have to admit, nothing was going very well, and I was a little nervy. The did not turn out as I'd hoped, but I think I got a few cute ones.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1437881520078707950?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1437881520078707950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1437881520078707950' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1437881520078707950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1437881520078707950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/latest-of-my-kiddos.html' title='The latest of my kiddo&apos;s'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SjsAtLO5M4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/tPFn2otjVYs/s72-c/kid+pics+2009+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7605099195514790952</id><published>2009-05-31T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:12:39.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfnv5A2YI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jCzv6FaYBdY/s1600-h/Jason+&amp;amp;+Naomi+Wedding+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342218719466674562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfnv5A2YI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jCzv6FaYBdY/s200/Jason+%26+Naomi+Wedding+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfnCQo2AI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ftwrp18IN-M/s1600-h/Jason+&amp;amp;+Naomi+Wedding+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342218707217733634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfnCQo2AI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ftwrp18IN-M/s200/Jason+%26+Naomi+Wedding+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfn9E8XeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1LKm_z8kpCQ/s1600-h/Jason+&amp;amp;+Naomi+Wedding+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342218723006373346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfn9E8XeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1LKm_z8kpCQ/s200/Jason+%26+Naomi+Wedding+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfm1dBbTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TukH4zujDvg/s1600-h/Jason+&amp;amp;+Naomi+Wedding+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342218703780015410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfm1dBbTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TukH4zujDvg/s200/Jason+%26+Naomi+Wedding+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfmu1UzAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-jSpkCjUnkA/s1600-h/Jason+&amp;amp;+Naomi+Wedding+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342218702002899970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfmu1UzAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-jSpkCjUnkA/s200/Jason+%26+Naomi+Wedding+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was such a great day! My sweet brother Jason got married to the sweetest girl ever, Naomi!!!! We had a wonderful day starting with the luncheon at the church, marriage at the Draper Temple, and reception in Provo, in a beautiful backyard setting. I am so happy for them both!!! Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhausting&lt;/span&gt;, it was still very nice. Yeah!!! They're finally married!!!!!&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/7877203670418235398-7605099195514790952?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7605099195514790952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7605099195514790952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7605099195514790952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7605099195514790952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SiNfnv5A2YI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jCzv6FaYBdY/s72-c/Jason+%26+Naomi+Wedding+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-8395683233154982221</id><published>2009-05-02T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:28:03.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sf0bXj9C4qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/slVipuhie1A/s1600-h/BYU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331447625478759074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sf0bXj9C4qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/slVipuhie1A/s200/BYU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over that last 2 days, I have had the wonderful opportunity to go to Women's Conference for the first time. My dear sweet friend Sheia and I went. What a great, and wonderful experience. I cannot believe that we have this so close to us, and none of my family has really made it a tradition before. It was packed, and yes at times, I felt like cattle going from one class to the next, in herds. But worth it for sure. It's fun to see where people have traveled from to be apart of it. There were many speakers that were great, and did a great job, but I did have some in particular that I loved. I loved the concert that was Thursday evening. It featured some really great people, that before then, would not have really listened to their stuff, but will now. I liked them all, but in particular, I loved Hilary Weeks the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331464647294593634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sf0q2XKMKmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/iqyQgpZtxDQ/s200/hilary.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She was so real, and funny, and had a great message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The opening and closing sessions on Friday were wonderful, and my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331452540310150578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sf0f1pIKXbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Mmsyqj6dssQ/s200/Julie+B.+Beck.jpg" /&gt;The opening speaker was Julie B. Beck. I think she is a wonderful woman, and she has a special place in my heart. I don't know why. I don't really know her, but did sit in a session at the temple, and looked back, and she was sitting 3 rows behind me. I felt like I was in the presence of a remarkable woman..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331452543761832850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sf0f11_G25I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZAf4MIw7Hik/s200/l.+Tom+Perry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closing speaker, was Elder L. Tom Perry. He and his wife spoke, and I love that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class I enjoyed most, that spoke to my heart was "I have learned, in Whatsoever State I am, therewith to be Content" The first speaker was a young woman who'd been widowed after only 3 years of marriage, and has a toddler. She had some wonderful things to say. She shared just enough of her personal life, but not to much, and had a very sweet and humble attitude towards life. She got the waterworks going, and It took all I had to hold back the awful wail kind of cry that was ready to burst any minute. I had such a wonderful time, and will go next year for sure. I hope to convince more people to make it a top priority on their list. JUST FABULOUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-8395683233154982221?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8395683233154982221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=8395683233154982221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8395683233154982221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/8395683233154982221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/womens-conference.html' title='Women&apos;s Conference'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sf0bXj9C4qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/slVipuhie1A/s72-c/BYU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1885911369400127383</id><published>2009-04-29T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:46:30.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not updated this for a while!!! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night, Brooke and I got home from a trip to California to see my brother, his family, and to attend his graduation. It was a very short trip, and there was A LOT of driving, but well worth it. It was so fun to go and be with them. We went boating on Saturday and got to visit San Fransisco on Sunday for a short time. We left cause it was so so so cold. It was also hard to walk around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fisherman's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wharf&lt;/span&gt;, and pass by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Giradelli&lt;/span&gt; (sp ?) chocolate factory, and other yummy shops with an empty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt;, and not get to buy anything. (cause it was Sunday) So, we went back to my brothers house, and got all comfy in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jammie's&lt;/span&gt;, and had his graduation cake, and laughed and talked. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reminisced&lt;/span&gt; of the good old days, funny things our father always says, and recalled all of Steve's pranks. He will go to any length to prank anyone. From garage door tricks from across the street, to posing as a cop with his dog, and sniffing out a poor unsuspecting souls car for drugs, (that of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coarse&lt;/span&gt; he planted) and arresting people. He loves to laugh, and have fun with life, and so when the day he called my mom to say he had a brain tumor, my mother of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;coarse&lt;/span&gt; thought it was a prank. (which would not have been funny at all), yet we all wish it had been, so he would not have to go through this. He is doing well from what we can see. He is positive, and in good spirits, though, to me there has been a change I cannot put our finger on. All in all, it was a good trip, despite Brooke having to deal with an ear infection. :( poor thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of my brother's jumping from a rock/cliff, as my mother shed real tears. Scary to watch actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330135922466865362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SfhyYZcvwNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GcsN4gsQ5v8/s200/calif-grad+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Top: Steve just getting his diploma. Gee, is he happy? Bottom: Steve posing with his adorable wife at the graduation! He got his master's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; and graduated with honors! Great accomplishment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330135939302582546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SfhyZYKsaRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fk5TvKMdCIE/s200/calif-grad+274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330135934530643106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SfhyZGY-ZKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FjN5CrJxiqU/s200/calif-grad+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jason's fiance' Naomi, and Brooke on the raft/tube! Go girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330135926553730082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SfhyYorIXCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Lz3xlT60YSw/s200/calif-grad+170.jpg" border="0" /&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/7877203670418235398-1885911369400127383?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1885911369400127383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1885911369400127383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1885911369400127383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1885911369400127383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been too long!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SfhyYZcvwNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GcsN4gsQ5v8/s72-c/calif-grad+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5452545746100198490</id><published>2009-03-29T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:25:12.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>My poor house! I have totally neglected it.  My responsibilities for enrichment are over for a little bit anyway, so on Saturday, with the help of my kids, and sweet husband, we spent a whole chunk of the day cleaning. It was after 5 when I said, "I've had it, we are done." Although we did get a lot acomplished, I was suprized at how much was still left to do. Man, it is never ending!!!!!! I plan on, (we'll see), keeping it this way for a while. It took so long, I don't want to ruin all the good we've done so soon. I plan on getting to the things we didn't get to Sat. and do them this week, and just keep everything up. It feels REALLY good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of done things!&lt;br /&gt;pantry&lt;br /&gt;fridge&lt;br /&gt;kitchen&lt;br /&gt;all bathrooms (4 is a lot for me to keep up)&lt;br /&gt;all bed rooms (well, master is half done)&lt;br /&gt;playroom (huge undertaking)&lt;br /&gt;living room&lt;br /&gt;family room&lt;br /&gt;entertainment room&lt;br /&gt;vacuuming of all rooms, halls, and 2 sets of stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need to do!&lt;br /&gt;my craft room (looks like a bomb hit it)&lt;br /&gt;rest of my bedroom &amp;amp; closet&lt;br /&gt;laundry room&lt;br /&gt;inside kitchen cupboards (so random and unorganized)&lt;br /&gt;wash baseboards/walls&lt;br /&gt;computer hutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just keep it all up. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;Not that you really wanted a run down of everything, guess it was more for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5452545746100198490?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5452545746100198490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5452545746100198490' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5452545746100198490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5452545746100198490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1225435059570331521</id><published>2009-03-11T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:25:46.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet brother, Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got some pretty scary news today, that my brother just 11 months younger than me, has a brain tumor. Let me tell you, you can never really prepare yourself for that kind of news. I don't don't get to see him or his adorable little family very much, but when we do get together, we have so much fun. I love and adore him with all my heart. Growing up, we did not exactly get along. I had the nails, and dug him when we'd fight, and he would wack me with random household objects like a brooms and such. It doesn't really matter anymore. As we have reached adulthood, and have begun our own families, we have grown to love, and respect one another very much. My brother is the kind that will go over and beyond, out of his way, to make people feel good. He is also quite the jokester, and we have had our share of belly laughs cause of him. It's sad that it takes something like this, to really hit you, and realize that life is so precious. And to NEVER take it for granted. I really feel like he is going to be ok. He has to have surgery to remove the tumor, and see if it is cancer. We are all praying that it is not. I have also really thought a lot about how dumb my problems seem now. They are nothing in comparison. I am so grateful for my life, parents, family, husband, kids, friends, and my Heavenly Father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Steve!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312179457256617682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SbinEjzodtI/AAAAAAAAANg/k3DwhNN44so/s200/s%26s+fam.bmp" 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/7877203670418235398-1225435059570331521?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1225435059570331521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1225435059570331521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1225435059570331521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1225435059570331521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-sweet-brother-steve.html' title='My Sweet brother, Steve'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SbinEjzodtI/AAAAAAAAANg/k3DwhNN44so/s72-c/s%26s+fam.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-421566442155680676</id><published>2009-03-03T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:23:34.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Jason &amp; Naomi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1YnmC6r-I/AAAAAAAAANY/3104jMU3mrM/s1600-h/engagement+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308996972990607330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1YnmC6r-I/AAAAAAAAANY/3104jMU3mrM/s200/engagement+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1Ynd-O5oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/otXyYdr2hgY/s1600-h/engagement+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308996970823476866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1Ynd-O5oI/AAAAAAAAANQ/otXyYdr2hgY/s200/engagement+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1Ym_oMxzI/AAAAAAAAANI/9DS-0M5metY/s1600-h/engagement+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308996962677999410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1Ym_oMxzI/AAAAAAAAANI/9DS-0M5metY/s200/engagement+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday, Feb. 26th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am very happy, and proud to announce the engagement of my adorable brother Jason, to sweetheart, and cutie, Naomi Stewart. They are the cutest couple, and so in love. I am so excited to have her a part of the family. We have all been saying, it's like we have known her all our lives. (they have only been dating 2 months) She is so easy to get along with. I LOVE her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother has been through a lot, and really deserves this. He is 30, and she is 26. They are really perfect for each other.&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/7877203670418235398-421566442155680676?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/421566442155680676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=421566442155680676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/421566442155680676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/421566442155680676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/congratulations-jason-naomi.html' title='Congratulations Jason &amp; Naomi'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/Sa1YnmC6r-I/AAAAAAAAANY/3104jMU3mrM/s72-c/engagement+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1401585854797769990</id><published>2009-02-25T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:03:54.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Picture Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaX3bgsqQBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/cwXlgMfgyE8/s1600-h/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306919787931779090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaX3bgsqQBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/cwXlgMfgyE8/s200/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Go to the photo folder in your computer&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to the 6th folder of photos.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to the sixth picture.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put the picture on your blog and description of it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Invite six friends to join the challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, this picture is of Kami and our little fashion show we had just before school started.  She loves the camera! (can you tell)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I don't have a lot of people who read my blog, so I will just tag those that do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angie C, Angie W, Angi J, Kriss, Sheia, Tricia, Ruby, &amp;amp; Mindi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1401585854797769990?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1401585854797769990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1401585854797769990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1401585854797769990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1401585854797769990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/6th-picture-challenge.html' title='6th Picture Challenge'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaX3bgsqQBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/cwXlgMfgyE8/s72-c/DSC_0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7493788968911159035</id><published>2009-02-23T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:34:08.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I was on my way to take Kami to school, and just as we are almost there, I look back In my rear-view mirror, and she is laying to the side, and pale as can be. I pull over (we are 1/2 a block away from her school) to investigate, and she finally after coxing it our of her, said her tummy hurt. So since we were right there, I just went in, and told her teachers. One of them came out to the car and gave her a kind "We'll sure miss you" and we left. (What nice teachers huh) Well, almost home, and I start smelling something. I keep thinking, there must be a leaking, rotten, sippy somewhere. I did not consider that Kami could have thrown up (she did by the way) because I heard nothing. sorry, probably too munch info. I too, being really sensitve to vomit, felt yucky for the reat of the day. So, sorry family for being a grouchy, rotten mother today. I owe them a lot for putting up with me, and my many, many flaws. June Cleaver would have been ashamed of me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306262889625955570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaOh-_z-LPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RonJ3qKK2ow/s200/june.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/7877203670418235398-7493788968911159035?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7493788968911159035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7493788968911159035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7493788968911159035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7493788968911159035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-what-day.html' title='Oh, what a day'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaOh-_z-LPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RonJ3qKK2ow/s72-c/june.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-9066770962197838966</id><published>2009-02-22T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:08:26.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We just want to get well!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaG-lesE--I/AAAAAAAAAMg/AeP3EHfXjHA/s1600-h/cough+syrup.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305731387121531874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaG-lesE--I/AAAAAAAAAMg/AeP3EHfXjHA/s200/cough+syrup.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My poor boys. They are sick with ear infections, nasty coughs, and I can't stand it anymore!!! Last week it was Brooke. I just want everyone to just get better. Is that really so much to ask. I stayed home from church to care for the little guys. I guess I should be grateful they don't have the flu. Cleaning vomit is just possibly the very WORST job as a mom (parent, Ry cleans it up more than me) Hey you know that show, "Dirty Jobs", I am yet to see it feature a full-time mother. It is one for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-9066770962197838966?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9066770962197838966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=9066770962197838966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/9066770962197838966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/9066770962197838966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-just-want-to-get-well.html' title='We just want to get well!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaG-lesE--I/AAAAAAAAAMg/AeP3EHfXjHA/s72-c/cough+syrup.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7019514478135193336</id><published>2009-02-21T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:34:02.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sheia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaDxZJAXAEI/AAAAAAAAALo/Mb9CoKkef3o/s1600-h/korthfamily-p002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305505775258894402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaDxZJAXAEI/AAAAAAAAALo/Mb9CoKkef3o/s200/korthfamily-p002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sheia, I hope you have had a fabulous day today!  You totally deserve it!!! You are such a wonderful friend, and really love and appreciate all you do for me, and my family. You are so loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7877203670418235398-7019514478135193336?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7019514478135193336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7019514478135193336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7019514478135193336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7019514478135193336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-sheia.html' title='Happy Birthday Sheia'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaDxZJAXAEI/AAAAAAAAALo/Mb9CoKkef3o/s72-c/korthfamily-p002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4058292154036795897</id><published>2009-02-21T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:40:18.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaA4FA9eiHI/AAAAAAAAALg/rBnqfxuODCI/s1600-h/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305302019850799218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaA4FA9eiHI/AAAAAAAAALg/rBnqfxuODCI/s200/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom made this adorable table runner for me. I had a vase, and wicker balls to match, that where just kind of hang'n around. My mom is ALWAYS doing something for me. I love and appreciate her so much. I hope she knows of my love for her. I probably don't say it enough. I love her for so many other reasons besides the things she gives. She is always in tune! So she knows somehow when to call or say the right things. She is so loveable, and kind. She is a crack up, and she is unconditional. She loves you no matter what. She deserves more recognition for that for sure. She is my best friend, and I love her!!!!!&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/7877203670418235398-4058292154036795897?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4058292154036795897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4058292154036795897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4058292154036795897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4058292154036795897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute.html' title='Cute'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SaA4FA9eiHI/AAAAAAAAALg/rBnqfxuODCI/s72-c/table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1097145465888041875</id><published>2009-02-15T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:50:11.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasn't Spring Sprung Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know where I get my impatience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sweet mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is always doing something for us, and her latest...... spring outfits!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayes is wearing the shirt, and will have to wait a few months til he can wear the shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMBZoYEnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/m_YjNd5bGYs/s1600-h/cruise+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303142516916753010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMBZoYEnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/m_YjNd5bGYs/s200/cruise+377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; looks so cute in her bright spring clothes. My mom made the skirt. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMA4fbYlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vV1gHQMtC3Q/s1600-h/cruise+371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303142508020851282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMA4fbYlI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vV1gHQMtC3Q/s200/cruise+371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome Derek in his shirt. He wanted to wear the shorts. Sorry, buddy, in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMAeZqEMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WFm4YvhOy5s/s1600-h/cruise+376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303142501017325762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMAeZqEMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WFm4YvhOy5s/s200/cruise+376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke in her duds. She loves brown and teal. So cute! She growing up too fast. Her skirt is also handmade with love from Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiL_6olTHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/frs6g0E2j3I/s1600-h/cruise+374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303142491416251506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiL_6olTHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/frs6g0E2j3I/s200/cruise+374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could have waited, but then who will carry on the legacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Mom! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1097145465888041875?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1097145465888041875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1097145465888041875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1097145465888041875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1097145465888041875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/hasnt-spring-sprung-already.html' title='Hasn&apos;t Spring Sprung Already?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiMBZoYEnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/m_YjNd5bGYs/s72-c/cruise+377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1641194086654977629</id><published>2009-02-15T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:25:05.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chore Charts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In despiration to try and keep my (our) home in order, I came up with these charts. They  have everything on them from daily chores, and laundry day, to homework and reading.  They start on Monday, and end Friday. I personally, hated cleaning the house on Saturday as a kid, and want this to be a sort of day off for the kids, but mainly ME. I feel I am cleaning all week, and need a break. Anyway, they get tallies on each day, and for each thing passed off, ans earn points. I then have different things they cand spend their point on. Like money, outings, prizes etc. Well, the kids seemed pretty excited at first, but already it's worn off, (well except for Brooke)  She has over 100 points, and reminds me regularly that she has them. I have found that without my encouragement still, it will never get done. So, I will need to really be on top of this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF8ewSJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WQ0fVKpyghE/s1600-h/cruise+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303135835322983938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF8ewSJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WQ0fVKpyghE/s200/cruise+365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Derek, washing up after dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF8FnjCXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iofd3hTx_qs/s1600-h/cruise+368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303135828575455602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF8FnjCXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iofd3hTx_qs/s200/cruise+368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke, cleaning the counter. Go Brooke go!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF7ulOIqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZL8hOjmu9VU/s1600-h/cruise+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303135822391681698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF7ulOIqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZL8hOjmu9VU/s200/cruise+367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam and Hayes doing the dishes. (Not sure if it was actually helpful, but they are learning to work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF7KBG49I/AAAAAAAAAJg/LDR-9VBUfXc/s1600-h/cruise+361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303135812576535506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF7KBG49I/AAAAAAAAAJg/LDR-9VBUfXc/s200/cruise+361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1641194086654977629?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1641194086654977629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1641194086654977629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1641194086654977629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1641194086654977629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/chore-charts.html' title='Chore Charts'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SZiF8ewSJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WQ0fVKpyghE/s72-c/cruise+365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3709507219890051613</id><published>2009-02-03T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:58:31.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's hard to believe we have been home 2 1/2 weeks already. We had such a wonderful time, we made incredible friends, and had many adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;We loved our Cruise Line, "Royal Carribean", The were really great. Exellant food, beautiful ship, but lacking in entertainment quite a bit. The best part this time around, were the excursions. We visited places we'd never dreamed of seeing. We (well Ryan) snorkled, we zip-lined, surfed (another Ryan), Soaked up the sun, and really, really saw some beautiful beaches, resorts, and places.   A typical day includes getting up and rushing to get breakfast, and run to make it to our destination leader (who were great guys, brothers)  Then go on our day long adventure. We'd come back to the state-room, take a nap or freshen up to go to a fancy dinner. Following that was either a show, or something, then after that, a game show, or kareokee night.  A bunch of us started a tradition of going up to little cafe, and getting a mid-night snack/meal of some sort, and talk and laugh with not a worry in the world. We were so lucky to have such fun people to hang with.  Although we had a blast, i am happy to be home with my sweet kids.  Our next adventure, is to cruise with our kids!  We can dream can't we!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYi6BDWvTNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nMCJQsS553M/s1600-h/christmas+card+2008-p006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298689488844704978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYi6BDWvTNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nMCJQsS553M/s200/christmas+card+2008-p006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYi6BQ0gdhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7JTieBHtkW8/s1600-h/christmas+card+2008-p007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298689492459222546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYi6BQ0gdhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7JTieBHtkW8/s200/christmas+card+2008-p007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7877203670418235398-3709507219890051613?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3709507219890051613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3709507219890051613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3709507219890051613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3709507219890051613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-cruise.html' title='Our Cruise'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYi6BDWvTNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nMCJQsS553M/s72-c/christmas+card+2008-p006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5035681657912756825</id><published>2009-02-03T12:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:09:20.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really slow at getting my blog upcated! Things are crazy.  Well, Christmas was wonderful. It was such a nice break from school, and we really enjoyed it.  The kids are really growing up fast. Where does the time go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw8sYVAZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TmYHCVc1DoU/s1600-h/christmas+&amp;amp;+Hayes+birthday+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298679518353228178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw8sYVAZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TmYHCVc1DoU/s200/christmas+%26+Hayes+birthday+302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The highlight of Christmas morning had to be Hayes and his train.  Although he we still a little drowsy, you could'nt pry him off with a crowe-bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw795-TiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CfRPWoq6K9U/s1600-h/christmas+&amp;amp;+Hayes+birthday+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298679505877880354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw795-TiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CfRPWoq6K9U/s200/christmas+%26+Hayes+birthday+265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, this picture was suppose to be first. That shows you I am not a good blogger. It's becoming our tradition to take a picture of all the kids at the top of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw7gkyCuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/daTc-J4MToU/s1600-h/christmas+&amp;amp;+Hayes+birthday+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298679498004368098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw7gkyCuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/daTc-J4MToU/s200/christmas+%26+Hayes+birthday+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5035681657912756825?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5035681657912756825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5035681657912756825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5035681657912756825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5035681657912756825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SYiw8sYVAZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TmYHCVc1DoU/s72-c/christmas+%26+Hayes+birthday+302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5864716864523159727</id><published>2008-12-21T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:09:27.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Entertainers!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so proud of our kids who sing and perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are always happy, and willing to perform with smiles on their faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Christmas program lead by director Tricia Taylor was a really big sucess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As each performance passed, they just got better and better. They are all great kids!  Thanks everyone who helped so much to make this a sucess. We love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU9XyqG4lBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WykTUXQY8_w/s1600-h/picture+me-p004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282537415737119762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU9XyqG4lBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WykTUXQY8_w/s200/picture+me-p004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are pictures of all the kids individually.&lt;br /&gt;The first pic is our 1st performance, and the last pic is our last performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU9XyH3Yb5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/cjAHekK3pD0/s1600-h/picture+me-p003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282537406545293202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU9XyH3Yb5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/cjAHekK3pD0/s200/picture+me-p003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7877203670418235398-5864716864523159727?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5864716864523159727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5864716864523159727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5864716864523159727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5864716864523159727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-entertainers_21.html' title='Little Entertainers!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU9XyqG4lBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WykTUXQY8_w/s72-c/picture+me-p004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6332920044246081166</id><published>2008-12-21T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:42:17.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our last Christmas Performance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had quite a ball going and doing these little performances to various places throughout Utah.  Including: Salt Lake, Orem, Provo, Lehi, &amp;amp; Springville (ward party)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81ePZvJfI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vu17X165m6Q/s1600-h/little+entertainers+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499681575708146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81ePZvJfI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vu17X165m6Q/s200/little+entertainers+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kind of a weird angle, because of where I was sitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81dtRcYJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Bw6w3euz_Us/s1600-h/little+entertainers+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499672414118034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81dtRcYJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Bw6w3euz_Us/s200/little+entertainers+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81ccJKYqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1UtdQL9JFKU/s1600-h/little+entertainers+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499650636112546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81ccJKYqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1UtdQL9JFKU/s200/little+entertainers+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brooke, singing "I'll be Home for Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81cLRUUeI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZCYC-U7nuzg/s1600-h/little+entertainers+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499646106915298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81cLRUUeI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZCYC-U7nuzg/s200/little+entertainers+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Rudy! (Dallin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81b5XQtJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6S5Bb-EPxNk/s1600-h/little+entertainers+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499641300006034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81b5XQtJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6S5Bb-EPxNk/s200/little+entertainers+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Final song! (sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6332920044246081166?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6332920044246081166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6332920044246081166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6332920044246081166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6332920044246081166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-last-christmas-performance.html' title='Our last Christmas Performance!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU81ePZvJfI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vu17X165m6Q/s72-c/little+entertainers+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4089766265768838093</id><published>2008-12-21T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:30:37.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish Fork Lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We use to live in Spanish Fork, and we lived so close to the lights, that we could hear the music playing, and could see the lights from our front porch. So, we are trying to make it a tradition to go see the lights every year. The kids had fun, and we even got out of the car  (probably illegal) and snuck a picture. One thing we forgot this year, but will never forget again, is hot cocoa.  Oh, well, I might be the only one that even likes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yyxnxGKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/thxZYyxGnBc/s1600-h/little+entertainers+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496735823861922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yyxnxGKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/thxZYyxGnBc/s200/little+entertainers+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yymw2uzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9dyWo4m-LLQ/s1600-h/little+entertainers+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496732909189938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yymw2uzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9dyWo4m-LLQ/s200/little+entertainers+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yySGjzrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jaIyAl4N600/s1600-h/little+entertainers+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496727363079858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yySGjzrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/jaIyAl4N600/s200/little+entertainers+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yx9ELhkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ddC4g-CaH_c/s1600-h/little+entertainers+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496721715955266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yx9ELhkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ddC4g-CaH_c/s200/little+entertainers+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, sorry it's so blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yxkKq6sI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lIMefIZeslw/s1600-h/little+entertainers+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496715032292034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yxkKq6sI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lIMefIZeslw/s200/little+entertainers+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-4089766265768838093?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4089766265768838093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4089766265768838093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4089766265768838093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4089766265768838093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/spanish-fork-lights.html' title='Spanish Fork Lights!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8yyxnxGKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/thxZYyxGnBc/s72-c/little+entertainers+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1612297259171513214</id><published>2008-12-21T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:19:19.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amature Photographers (did I spell that right?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, To give you a little background, I let the kids take a few pictures with my nice camera. They were soooooooooooo funny. Taking pictures of each other, and random objects. I love the true innocence of children. They are so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s3LzwOCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZrjAAqynoWc/s1600-h/little+entertainers+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490214503168034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s3LzwOCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZrjAAqynoWc/s200/little+entertainers+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey, not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s273tlYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/O-vLzSptyN4/s1600-h/little+entertainers+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490210224805250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s273tlYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/O-vLzSptyN4/s200/little+entertainers+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s3dojrPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WHH9gR4hW98/s1600-h/little+entertainers+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490219288046834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s3dojrPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WHH9gR4hW98/s200/little+entertainers+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s2lHun3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/x7xZ5NsMPWQ/s1600-h/little+entertainers+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490204117966706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s2lHun3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/x7xZ5NsMPWQ/s200/little+entertainers+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s12XeH3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/twfod9mahRQ/s1600-h/little+entertainers+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490191567527794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s12XeH3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/twfod9mahRQ/s200/little+entertainers+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several others incliding, my arm, half the tree, and decorations, but when I upload, (or try to) too many pictures, I won't do it. I had to keep it simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1612297259171513214?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1612297259171513214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1612297259171513214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1612297259171513214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1612297259171513214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/amature-photographers-did-i-spell-that.html' title='Amature Photographers (did I spell that right?)'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SU8s3LzwOCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ZrjAAqynoWc/s72-c/little+entertainers+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3622557037805624217</id><published>2008-12-12T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:54:44.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing your Hearts out!!  "Little Entertainers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooke singing "I'll be Home for Christmas" with her luggage and scarf. She does such a great job, that I wish you all could hear it. There probably is such a way, but bare with me, I am still trying to figure out the basic's of blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNnhFa7QAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3D4hiGgKQ2M/s1600-h/little+entertainers+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279177006296809474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNnhFa7QAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3D4hiGgKQ2M/s200/little+entertainers+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole gang at their first performance at Cove Point. They all did so well. 15 kids in the group! What a group to try to handle. Good thing the mom's come to most of the performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNngRIIWoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VVJaTsNf1fk/s1600-h/little+entertainers+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279176992259332738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNngRIIWoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VVJaTsNf1fk/s200/little+entertainers+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami, hamming it up for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNnhpXEMKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aDwCaMKtSfU/s1600-h/little+entertainers+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279177015944294562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNnhpXEMKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aDwCaMKtSfU/s200/little+entertainers+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second performance up in Salt Lake. It went pretty well, although we struggled a little figuring out the new props that weren't there at our first performance. But, all in all, I was still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNngtDQPwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/m1_roPu3Ui0/s1600-h/little+entertainers+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279176999755071234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNngtDQPwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/m1_roPu3Ui0/s200/little+entertainers+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-3622557037805624217?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3622557037805624217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3622557037805624217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3622557037805624217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3622557037805624217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/sing-your-hearts-out-little.html' title='Sing your Hearts out!!  &quot;Little Entertainers&quot;'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNnhFa7QAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3D4hiGgKQ2M/s72-c/little+entertainers+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-2267257423080526262</id><published>2008-12-12T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:37:06.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutness'/><title type='text'>Hayes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hayes Cole Bromley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkMfcyDlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zaS5L-SeEl0/s1600-h/little+entertainers+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279173353971781202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkMfcyDlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zaS5L-SeEl0/s200/little+entertainers+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful beyond words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkMK13yVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/48qF8vn1Xd8/s1600-h/little+entertainers+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279173348439869778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkMK13yVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/48qF8vn1Xd8/s200/little+entertainers+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A face to squeeze, and eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkLpv4FgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SkMbCCq5-1w/s1600-h/little+entertainers+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279173339556353538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkLpv4FgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SkMbCCq5-1w/s200/little+entertainers+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't what it is! Is it because he's my last, that&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of him? Is it cause he's the cutest thing on this planet? Is that why I love him so much? Is it because he's so little, and can't talk back? I really just can't stand it anymore! Gotta go so I can eat him up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-2267257423080526262?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2267257423080526262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=2267257423080526262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2267257423080526262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2267257423080526262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-entertainers.html' title='Hayes!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNkMfcyDlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zaS5L-SeEl0/s72-c/little+entertainers+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5020279822737403976</id><published>2008-12-12T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:12:57.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Doggy Doggy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so we are not the best pet owners. We do love our dog, but sometimes when "cookie" will not listen, we go grab her by the collar, and drag her to the laundry room. This is where she sleeps, and eats, and sometimes does other things we won't mention. Anyway!!!! Hayes has really caught on to this concept, and when "cookie" got out, it was Hayes to the rescue. He was all buisness too, as he went to track her (the dog) down. I was laughing so hard, and in my scramble to get a picture of it, the pic's might be a little blurry.  He grabbed her collar, and took slid her to the laundry room, then, said "stay", while pointing to her. Of course the minute Hayes let go, and started out the door, so did cookie, and the cycle of dog grabbing, and dragging happened over and over again. It was like a little game they were playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeQLU_ttI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-CwMizENujY/s1600-h/little+entertainers+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279166820220122834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeQLU_ttI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-CwMizENujY/s200/little+entertainers+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeP7taBfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ID9EGV4JStw/s1600-h/little+entertainers+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279166816027543026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeP7taBfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ID9EGV4JStw/s200/little+entertainers+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeQ-k3JhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/CBwneFPrTeo/s1600-h/little+entertainers+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279166833976878610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeQ-k3JhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/CBwneFPrTeo/s200/little+entertainers+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-5020279822737403976?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5020279822737403976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5020279822737403976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5020279822737403976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5020279822737403976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-doggy-doggy.html' title='Here Doggy Doggy!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SUNeQLU_ttI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-CwMizENujY/s72-c/little+entertainers+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7484491512169537067</id><published>2008-12-04T23:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:59:32.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch Time!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so there are no pic's with this post, but I just had to get this out. I cannot believe it is so close till Christmas. I feel like it is flying by, and there's nothing we can do about it. I want so badley to freeze time, and enjoy the moments I want to enjoy. Why is life so crazy? I read a quote or comment that said "Here we are in a day of everything fast and ready right when we need it, and yet, instead of those things making our time more available, our lives are more buzy." I think we all just need to take a big breath, and sit back to enjoy this wonderful life we have. We are SO blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-7484491512169537067?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7484491512169537067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7484491512169537067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7484491512169537067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7484491512169537067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/crunch-time.html' title='Crunch Time!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1346774752570908216</id><published>2008-11-30T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:25:10.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOfRI3vXHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QrXzjb7HuR4/s1600-h/picture+me-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274734705368849522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOfRI3vXHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QrXzjb7HuR4/s200/picture+me-p001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On Saturday, we carried all the dusty boxes upstairs, and decorated, for what seemed to be all day! The kids all loved getting out their own mini trees again, and put everything they could find to decorate it, including non-Christmas items. Oh well, guess it's their's to decorate RIGHT! It was fun, and the kids and I had fun. Ryan was gone so, it was just us. Kind of sad, and empty, but on Sunday, when he got home, the kids made a sign, and plugged in all the lights to suprize him. Yea, he was suprized all right, with the look of "gee, I wonder how long these have been plugged in". Good thing, he didn't say it though. He was sweet about it. We were all so happy to have him back! Yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1346774752570908216?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1346774752570908216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1346774752570908216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1346774752570908216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1346774752570908216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/itd-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOfRI3vXHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QrXzjb7HuR4/s72-c/picture+me-p001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-2345313645887384101</id><published>2008-11-30T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:59:43.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Tea Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day when Kyler and Karissa were over, I broke out the tea set which happened to be a gift to Kami from them.  The kids were so excited to be doing this.  The usual is a movie in the theatre room or playing in the play room which had sooooooooo many toys in it,  the carpet is covered.  Anyway, so "Tea Party" was appealing to all the kids. We had kool-aid, orange slices, fruit snacks, cold cereal, &amp;amp; ice-cream! They all had so much fun, so when it all dies down, they all went in different directions. I was cleaning up, and no more than 5-6 min. had passed, when cute little Kyler comes in, and says, "Sistew Bwomwee, I'm hungwee. (side note, Sheia, I hope in reading this you find the humor in as it was intended.)  I had to turn my face, to hide my snickers, and sent him off to go find the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIKZ6tC3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-SyDR4hLR-s/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274709300918160242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIKZ6tC3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-SyDR4hLR-s/s200/kidpic%27s+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyler and Kami (punch mustache) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIJsYHKOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zgYkiEZ024s/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274709288693475554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIJsYHKOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zgYkiEZ024s/s200/kidpic%27s+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derek and Karissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIJXAOH1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/GmKaAnQG60M/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274709282956123986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIJXAOH1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/GmKaAnQG60M/s200/kidpic%27s+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274709273652890018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOII0WKCaI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DmN0Qm0lAk0/s200/kidpic%27s+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cute little teapot (was filled 6 or 7 times at least)&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-2345313645887384101?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2345313645887384101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=2345313645887384101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2345313645887384101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/2345313645887384101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/tea-time.html' title='Tea Time'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOIKZ6tC3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-SyDR4hLR-s/s72-c/kidpic%27s+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6479702811222228709</id><published>2008-11-30T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:28:57.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooke's real birthday was on November 11th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because she had had a sleepover with friends on Friday, and a party at Grandma's on Sunday, by the time Tuesday the 11th rolled around, we just did something simple. I made dinner, and had cake and ice-cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCGUwOdaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/e4sXXe87sks/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274702633742792098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCGUwOdaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/e4sXXe87sks/s200/kidpic%27s+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think her favorite thing she got from us was a cell phone. She has it with her constantly! She opens it up, just to hear it beep and to check the time. The rare calls she does get, are from a friend, or me, tring to track her down. It's actually been kind of nice, because before, I would have to call all over to find her, and now I know where she is at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCFXsL_RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KyM2jelqyj8/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274702617351290130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCFXsL_RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KyM2jelqyj8/s200/kidpic%27s+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Shellie, Jana, and Andrew gave her this way cute stylin' outfit and boots. You can't really see the boots that well, but she say's they are her favorite shoe! Doesn't she look so cute in this color!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCF00nVRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FKRqe6ZYzNc/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274702625171264786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCF00nVRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FKRqe6ZYzNc/s200/kidpic%27s+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6479702811222228709?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6479702811222228709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6479702811222228709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6479702811222228709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6479702811222228709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/brookes-real-birthday-was-on-november.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STOCGUwOdaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/e4sXXe87sks/s72-c/kidpic%27s+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1982140784174034001</id><published>2008-11-30T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:14:28.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Cute Little Trace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STN_sl0iLaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WiJcJPmjvUM/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274699992624410018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STN_sl0iLaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WiJcJPmjvUM/s200/kidpic%27s+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;p&gt;Hayes and Trace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all love having our friend down the street, Trace come over on Monday's to play. Kami likes being his mommy, and Hayes gets along so well with him. He is such a cutie! If they can't find each other, they come up to me and shrug their shoulders saying the other ones name. It is quite adorable!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1982140784174034001?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1982140784174034001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1982140784174034001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1982140784174034001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1982140784174034001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute-little-trace.html' title='Cute Little Trace!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STN_sl0iLaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WiJcJPmjvUM/s72-c/kidpic%27s+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5022200330938066976</id><published>2008-11-29T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:36:07.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtr8f90vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fBLcbb4lCr4/s1600-h/christmascard-p003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274257977857921778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtr8f90vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fBLcbb4lCr4/s200/christmascard-p003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtrrU_MqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ek0Xw1PhfS4/s1600-h/christmascard-p002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274257973248471714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtrrU_MqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ek0Xw1PhfS4/s200/christmascard-p002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtrE2OABI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cNgS-1OYaHI/s1600-h/christmascard-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274257962918871058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtrE2OABI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cNgS-1OYaHI/s200/christmascard-p001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I designed our Christams Cards. I am kind of sad, though, they got cut off a little. Oh well, I am still going to use them!&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/7877203670418235398-5022200330938066976?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5022200330938066976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5022200330938066976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5022200330938066976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5022200330938066976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/STHtr8f90vI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fBLcbb4lCr4/s72-c/christmascard-p003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6279283071733388021</id><published>2008-11-24T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:18:25.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Brother + Big brother = Best Buds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSruoQXab9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bAbHMUrV0pU/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272288689145933778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSruoQXab9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bAbHMUrV0pU/s200/kidpic%27s+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is such a cute picture to me, because Hayes just has so much love, and trust in Derek. Derek was a little squirmy at first, but then decided to give up the firght and love him right back. Hayes started to get up, and I made him stay there so I can go get my camera. If only you could snap a picture with your eyes, and download when needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-6279283071733388021?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6279283071733388021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6279283071733388021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6279283071733388021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6279283071733388021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-brother-big-brother-best-buds.html' title='Little Brother + Big brother = Best Buds!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSruoQXab9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bAbHMUrV0pU/s72-c/kidpic%27s+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7233806419906466404</id><published>2008-11-24T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:26:13.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSrjWu9TsUI/AAAAAAAAADo/JmcijVWIxUg/s1600-h/kidpic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272276293492388162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSrjWu9TsUI/AAAAAAAAADo/JmcijVWIxUg/s200/kidpic%27s+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder sometimes when I find things like this, what the other person is thinking. In this case, it was not a child, so I don't have imaturity to blame. My husband claims this bathroom as his read and discard domain. Some find it funny, I feel it's a little irratating. Although, he will be the one taking out the trash tomorrow, so I guess I should not complain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-7233806419906466404?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7233806419906466404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7233806419906466404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7233806419906466404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7233806419906466404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSrjWu9TsUI/AAAAAAAAADo/JmcijVWIxUg/s72-c/kidpic%27s+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-1358902274067522003</id><published>2008-11-23T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:19:31.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Getting too big!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSpTFxs5YvI/AAAAAAAAADg/KhTktOYwABU/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272117672496685810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSpTFxs5YvI/AAAAAAAAADg/KhTktOYwABU/s200/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayes Cole Bromley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adorable, little mess maker, all the while holding mommies heart in his little grasp. Sometimes I seriously can't stand it. I have to eat him. I love him so much. He has been so much fun. I just cannot believe my baby is so big already.  We have this fun little bedtime ritual going on right now, Jammies, brush teeth, you know, just normal stuff, but to us, "it's special". He is now in a big boy bed (on the floor to prevent rolling) and he LOVES it. When I say it's bedtime, he runs upstairs, and knows the drill. He has 2 books that are required, and ends with a kiss and hug, and then he pushes me away as I snicker, and we blow kisses goodnight. Can there be anything better than that? I hope that at 10,  or 17 and every age inbetween we'll have some sort of thing that is special to only us. Hayes turns 2 on Jan. 4th!!  As the tantrums set in, we'll see how much I'll want to eat him up, right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-1358902274067522003?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1358902274067522003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=1358902274067522003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1358902274067522003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/1358902274067522003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-too-big.html' title='Getting too big!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSpTFxs5YvI/AAAAAAAAADg/KhTktOYwABU/s72-c/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5917824117026142432</id><published>2008-11-16T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:12:50.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Gratitude for the 4 little ones in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZGY-skNI/AAAAAAAAADY/MtrvFycAxE4/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269520636575518930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZGY-skNI/AAAAAAAAADY/MtrvFycAxE4/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZFxeAcgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JvH_Cguam6A/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269520625969426946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZFxeAcgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JvH_Cguam6A/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZFSf2llI/AAAAAAAAADI/gTG_n5Ho1kU/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269520617655670354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZFSf2llI/AAAAAAAAADI/gTG_n5Ho1kU/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZFMfL1-I/AAAAAAAAADA/tSFiTHnj-G8/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269520616042256354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZFMfL1-I/AAAAAAAAADA/tSFiTHnj-G8/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year for Thanksgiving, I am going to try to be grateful for, unstead of overwhelmed by my children. I don't know why, but lately I have been having a hard time controlling my temper, and being grateful for my kids. I get frustrated with silly little things. Like tonight. Kami was trying to find some pjs for bed, and was searching in her closet. I saw her new dress on the floor and flipped. I was so upset, cause it took me a while to iron the darn thing, and had asked her after church to go upstairs and hang it up. So to see it, on the floor along with other clothes, was, in that moment too much for me to handle. But then, quickly, (more quickly than normal) It hit me. My 5 year old cannot even reach the hanger. Also, the dirty clothes stuffed in one corner of her closet. What is she suppose to do with them? She has no hamper, no basket, and no way to keep that organized. So, to sum it all up, 90% of the time, that I blame my poor kids for things, it ends up falling in my lap as to who's fault it is. So, I vow to breathe, and take a moment to ponder the situation, BEFORE the temper gets the better of me. I love my children with all of my heart, and do not want them to grow up and have me be a thorn in their sides. I want to be the one they could come to, about anything. The one they are not afraid to cry with, and the one who has uncondional love for them. I want them to always want to come home and visit. I want them to know with out a doubt that I love them. Because I do!&lt;/strong&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/7877203670418235398-5917824117026142432?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5917824117026142432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5917824117026142432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5917824117026142432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5917824117026142432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/gratitude-for-4-little-ones-in-my-life.html' title='Gratitude for the 4 little ones in my life.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEZGY-skNI/AAAAAAAAADY/MtrvFycAxE4/s72-c/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-7172189160098790370</id><published>2008-11-16T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:34:19.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Brooke turns 10!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEQN_Qxu4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bmh-pmryJOY/s1600-h/Brooke"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269510871506336642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEQN_Qxu4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bmh-pmryJOY/s320/Brooke%27s+sleepover+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEQNj9v2-I/AAAAAAAAACw/nwtLnJsmbYE/s1600-h/Brooke"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269510864178764770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEQNj9v2-I/AAAAAAAAACw/nwtLnJsmbYE/s320/Brooke%27s+sleepover+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooke had a big sleepover for her 10th birthday!! I have to be honest. I thought I was going to go nuts at first. Kids were fighting, crying, and upset. Guess 12 girls of all ages, trying to get along with eachother was a lot to deal with at first! Then, finally after the first 1 1/2 hours, we finally got it together. They had so much fun. They decorated pillow cases, had pizza, watched movies, played red-rover, and other group games. We has a pj fashion show in the morning. They thought that was so fun, to jive to the music, and come down the stairs and pose. After all is said and done, the party was a hit. I am glad we did it. Happy 10th b-day Brooke&lt;/strong&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/7877203670418235398-7172189160098790370?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7172189160098790370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=7172189160098790370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7172189160098790370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/7172189160098790370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/brooke-turns-10.html' title='Brooke turns 10!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEQN_Qxu4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bmh-pmryJOY/s72-c/Brooke%27s+sleepover+2008+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-6734495366707940247</id><published>2008-11-16T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:19:21.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMz7XKUWI/AAAAAAAAACo/nA-famLk1To/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269507125247889762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMz7XKUWI/AAAAAAAAACo/nA-famLk1To/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMzSkn7XI/AAAAAAAAACg/H3rvHodv7rc/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269507114298502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMzSkn7XI/AAAAAAAAACg/H3rvHodv7rc/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMytSTZJI/AAAAAAAAACY/mSSKGpilnuw/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269507104289547410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMytSTZJI/AAAAAAAAACY/mSSKGpilnuw/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMyU5ixoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zRFRc8n17nE/s1600-h/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269507097743246978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMyU5ixoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zRFRc8n17nE/s320/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Halloween was so simple this year. That's the way I like it. We did the trunk or treat thing, then met mom, dad, and Jana at Macey's to see Andrews awsome haunted house. The kids really liked it, and the people were so nice to my kids! Then up to Ryan's parents for more fun and to fill up on grub. I think Hayes' costume was soooooooooooo funny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;this year. His hat was way too big, but suprisingly, he kept it on pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7877203670418235398-6734495366707940247?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6734495366707940247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=6734495366707940247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6734495366707940247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/6734495366707940247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-was-so-simple-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SSEMz7XKUWI/AAAAAAAAACo/nA-famLk1To/s72-c/Halloween+08+and+some+kid+pic%27s+323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3727943295543547730</id><published>2008-07-30T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:15:52.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dec  2007   COLD'/><title type='text'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCEn4hWUvI/AAAAAAAAABM/wleRAR8-w8g/s1600-h/lesson-p013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228824988099171058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCEn4hWUvI/AAAAAAAAABM/wleRAR8-w8g/s400/lesson-p013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We tried to have a suprise photo shoot for mom, but the kids were not cooperating. Ok, we admit, I was pretty cold.&lt;/span&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/7877203670418235398-3727943295543547730?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3727943295543547730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3727943295543547730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3727943295543547730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3727943295543547730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-tried-to-have-suprise-photo-shoot.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCEn4hWUvI/AAAAAAAAABM/wleRAR8-w8g/s72-c/lesson-p013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-5008988404879133620</id><published>2008-07-30T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:34:16.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more kids'/><title type='text'>SOME MORE PAGES OF THE KIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCJXs5zA_I/AAAAAAAAABk/SeNNFJpJbiE/s1600-h/lesson-p016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228830207660721138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCJXs5zA_I/AAAAAAAAABk/SeNNFJpJbiE/s400/lesson-p016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hayes loves to be outside. He was out a little long the day I took this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCIoEq4fuI/AAAAAAAAABc/ql2_9zriGTY/s1600-h/lesson-p003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228829389406895842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCIoEq4fuI/AAAAAAAAABc/ql2_9zriGTY/s400/lesson-p003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Brooke is taking voice lessons, and this is a pic at her Spring recital in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCHmWagLYI/AAAAAAAAABU/fZzKAUxf5dI/s1600-h/lesson-p006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228828260298665346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCHmWagLYI/AAAAAAAAABU/fZzKAUxf5dI/s400/lesson-p006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Derek has grown up so much! He is a great Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCBdOdFlEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ava7mbnd-gM/s1600-h/lesson-p004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228821506473432130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCBdOdFlEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ava7mbnd-gM/s400/lesson-p004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here are a few poses of Kami. She is too funny. She is usually over-cheesy, and I was suprised we got some somber ones out of it.&lt;/span&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/7877203670418235398-5008988404879133620?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5008988404879133620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=5008988404879133620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5008988404879133620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/5008988404879133620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-more-pages-of-kids.html' title='SOME MORE PAGES OF THE KIDS'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJCJXs5zA_I/AAAAAAAAABk/SeNNFJpJbiE/s72-c/lesson-p016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-4193514289248857354</id><published>2008-07-30T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T01:33:45.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing the fab four!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAl-YFatxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/skTB0bF9kUA/s1600-h/voice+lessons-p004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228720920924436242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAl-YFatxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/skTB0bF9kUA/s400/voice+lessons-p004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayes is our 18 month old little caboose. Good thing cause he has a deep love for trains. We have a track that runs behind our house. Great for him, not for resale value :) He is a ball of energy. Speaking of, that's his other love. BALLS! In the store he screams for balls when eyeing one, and you cannot get him to calm down til ball is in hand. We were hoping at least one of our kids wanted to play sports. He's the one. We can see early talent already. He is one loveble guy, and give kisses, hugs, and pats your back. He is so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAki5HvahI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Nhr5Gn_-OdI/s1600-h/voice+lessons-p003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228719349244586514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAki5HvahI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Nhr5Gn_-OdI/s400/voice+lessons-p003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kami is now 4 1/2, and is a cutie. She is a very picky eater, except when it comes to treats. She loves to play with her friends, and play barbies, and polly's. She also is very creative, and LOVES to draw and color. Kami is so photogetic, we have looked in to modeling. We have not come across something we feel good about yet, (it's all so imodest) The camera comes out, and she is there with a curved hip, and smile like no other. She is excited for pre-school, and loves life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAg0XJ5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ud2rCoXNL58/s1600-h/voice+lessons-p002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228715251317957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAg0XJ5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ud2rCoXNL58/s400/voice+lessons-p002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooke is now 9 1/2, and counting. She is excited for the 4th grade, but still enjoying the summer too. She has had a lot of fun with cousin sleepovers, American Idol concert, and coming up, is the Corbin Blue concert on Aut. 8th. Her current loves, are, Miley Cyrus, Disney Channel, and Radio Disney, watching Movies on the big screen, playing the Wii, especally Raving Rabids 2. She is a reponsible daughter, who tends for me, and helps me a lot. She is taking voice lessons, and loves to sing. She has true talent too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAgI4NdThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4tYBtigETok/s1600-h/voice+lessons-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228714504277020178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAgI4NdThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4tYBtigETok/s400/voice+lessons-p001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek is 6 1/2, and is a ball of fun. He loves to ride his bike, play outside, play with friends, and loves Transformers. He thinks he is one. He loves anything chocolate, especally choco milk. He loves to tease back and forth with his dad. He has had a rough start with developmental delays leading to Transitional Kindergarten, and problems with his ears, and eye's, including an eye muscle surgery last month. Although he is just entering "real" kindergarten this year at almost 7, we are confident he is improving greatly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAfvOKLoCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5rAOZldDwC4/s1600-h/voice+lessons-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228714063492259874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 11px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 7px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAfvOKLoCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5rAOZldDwC4/s400/voice+lessons-p001.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/7877203670418235398-4193514289248857354?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4193514289248857354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=4193514289248857354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4193514289248857354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/4193514289248857354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/introducing-fab-four.html' title='Introducing the fab four!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAl-YFatxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/skTB0bF9kUA/s72-c/voice+lessons-p004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877203670418235398.post-3700202190022856100</id><published>2008-07-30T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:36:48.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kam and Derek feeding Ducks'/><title type='text'>This is all so NEW! (Blogging)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAcPvI-ONI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JKZ5TYFyjAk/s1600-h/cutekids-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228710224054859986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A86W7m3Xep8/SJAcPvI-ONI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JKZ5TYFyjAk/s320/cutekids-p001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I have now changed this 3 times thinking I wanted a different font (so little to choose from) or color. I need to take this little by little I guess. Well, I'll start with some recent pic's, and go from there. This was the end of the school year, and Derek's class went to the Salem Pond to feed the ducks, along with a petting zoo, and park for lunch, sadly, no pic's of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877203670418235398-3700202190022856100?l=thebromleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3700202190022856100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877203670418235398&amp;postID=3700202190022856100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3700202190022856100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877203670418235398/posts/default/3700202190022856100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebromleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-all-so-new.html' title='This is all so NEW! 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