<?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-8452906397191089300</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:15:42.519-08:00</updated><category term='Oct. 28'/><category term='walking'/><category term='2007'/><title type='text'>Weaver Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1697755709690126801</id><published>2012-02-08T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:07:13.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trent and Travis Leave Again</title><content type='html'>Yes, Trent and Travis have left for another tour of duty.This time they are going to Afganistan. Before they left we went to say goodbye to our heros. I don't know why but this time around I was feeling very worried about Trent and Travis leaving. After must fasting, prayers, temple trips and a special experience I am feeling better. I know they are in the Lords and He will watch over them.

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Travis, Colby, Bond, Trent ---can't tell they're brothers can you!!!!

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Jacob, Travis, Brock, Austin, Trent &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;These kids look up to and want to be just like their Uncles.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your examples Trent and Travis. We Love You!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Travis, Colby, Trent and Karley

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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kRZrCMb_XTo/TzMAesvV7YI/AAAAAAAADWU/fz1fv5fMaYQ/s1600/962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706905680214355330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kRZrCMb_XTo/TzMAesvV7YI/AAAAAAAADWU/fz1fv5fMaYQ/s320/962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halloween: Drew Fox; Anakin Skywalker, Alex Fox Yoda, Caden; zombie Mat Fox; storm trooper Karley; tinkerbell Wendy; vampire
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We had Knott's passes that all the fox cousin's got for Christmas so we spent lots of our free time using our passes. Jacob, Caden, Drew, Mat and Karley on the Mexican Hat ride. I didn't realize that there was a sick kid on the ride until after the ride stopped. Yep, I have the picture to prove it. (If you have a weak stomach don't look at the kid leaning out of the green hat. Yummy!)
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz8jrezyjMo/TzMAdh5Jr0I/AAAAAAAADV4/edlPoksPZfc/s1600/784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706905660122836802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz8jrezyjMo/TzMAdh5Jr0I/AAAAAAAADV4/edlPoksPZfc/s320/784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys wanted camo decor in their new rooms so this is what both boys got. Caden's is the artic camo look and Jacob has the same look but in the traditional camo colors.
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Karley was going to have a pink room, until she and her cousin's Mat and Alex decided to open the paint can and finish painting the wall themselves while I wasn't around. It was mostly themselves and the floor that got painted. As a punishment for their actions Karley never got to finish painting her room. We'll see how long I can stand living with a half painted room.
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Pictured: (back row) Jacob, colin, Devin (Second row) Brock , Austin (Front row) Tyler, Andrew, Mat and Carson
The boys (Colby included) have taken up the hobby of paintballing and airsoft gun wars in the hills behind our house. They have hours of fun shooting each other and as you can tell they are a sight to see as they go walking up the street to the field.
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jvR7s_Hs27g/TyxwVRjrjLI/AAAAAAAADVY/A8uRXIvIBq0/s1600/743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705058338764197042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jvR7s_Hs27g/TyxwVRjrjLI/AAAAAAAADVY/A8uRXIvIBq0/s320/743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we moved I was in charge of the Landell Elementary school carnival! Yah! it was a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of hard work, but it went really well and brought in $30,000 dollars, so I guess it was time well spent.



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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pxaCst7WAA/TyxuTJ3Ue5I/AAAAAAAADUY/i0qmTV3Ujdc/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705056103316093842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pxaCst7WAA/TyxuTJ3Ue5I/AAAAAAAADUY/i0qmTV3Ujdc/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just after school started Caden got stung by a bee while we were at the water park. He was good with removing the stinger and all but the next morning when he got up his left had (were he had been stung) was all swollen. I was a bit concerned because my brother has a life threatening reaction to bee stings. Lucky for us, Caden was fine, but we were told that he now has a much greater chance of developing the same reaction as my brother.



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Jacob and Caden went to scout camp with the Cypress stake. One of Caden's merit badges was rowing. As part of the merit badge the boys had to learned what to do with a sinking boat. What better way then to actually sink the boat.



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsRXUGF9Ojw/TxyVrKqZP4I/AAAAAAAADQ8/D3VBZOi43EY/s1600/754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700595797173288834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsRXUGF9Ojw/TxyVrKqZP4I/AAAAAAAADQ8/D3VBZOi43EY/s200/754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a wonderful day on the ocean with the McClure family this past May. We went sailing in the ocean and has such a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-9212075840870075384?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/9212075840870075384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=9212075840870075384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9212075840870075384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9212075840870075384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-we-were-doing-that-kept-us-from.html' title='What We Were Doing That Kept us From Blogging!!!'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kRZrCMb_XTo/TzMAesvV7YI/AAAAAAAADWU/fz1fv5fMaYQ/s72-c/962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4704621413148753516</id><published>2011-09-05T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:36:40.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update part1- Pictures later</title><content type='html'>I know it has been so long since I posted anything. We started packng to move in January and in doing that we packed the USB cord to the camera. I was hoping we would find it, but no luck yet! It makes it very challenging to post pictures when I have to add extra steps to the process. I will try to give you a little update of the last 9 months.

Januray: started packing/getting the house ready to sale and started working on the boys school carnival. Why I thought I could do it all was crazy.

February: continued packing and working on the carnival got the house on the market at the end of the month.

March: more carnival, Karley's 4th birthday, and people comming to check out my house

April: Sold our house during General Conference (crazy) worked on the carnival

May: moved out of our house and started into escrow on the new house. CARNIVAL!!!!!! I was so happy when that was over. It was a great day but a lot of work.

June: Hoped to move into our new house at the beginning of the month but with buying a bank owned house that did not happen. Moved in the end of June. Boys finished school in Cypress on independant studies but got to go back for the last week of school fun stuff ie: 6th grade graduation.

July: Caden's birthday and lots of unpacking!!!! We now live in Corona CA and we are loving it.

August: Colby's grandma died so we made a QUICK trip to Utah for the funeral. Football started for the boys (they are enjoying it. They needed a change after 7 years of soccer.) Don't worry we still get our soccer because Karley started soccer and she is loving it. School started for the boys. Caden is the big 6th grader at his school and Jacob is in Jr. High. (Where did the time go??)

When I have time to go through the 700 and whatever pictures on my camera a find the ones to post I will add some pictures but for now this is what you get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-4704621413148753516?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4704621413148753516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4704621413148753516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4704621413148753516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4704621413148753516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2011/09/update-part1-pictures-later.html' title='Update part1- Pictures later'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5740893101893090200</id><published>2010-12-14T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:13:15.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob is a Deacon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQfNJBh0YuI/AAAAAAAADFM/AOvgGYNc0u4/s1600/DSCN3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550630620670223074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQfNJBh0YuI/AAAAAAAADFM/AOvgGYNc0u4/s400/DSCN3338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob just had his 12th Birthday on Saturday and on Sunday he was ordained a deacon. He was of course excited to be out of primary and for his first time in young mens his dad taught the lesson. I asked how going to YM was and he said "Great. I didn't know dad could teach good lessons." We tried to take some pictures after church and as you can see that didn't work out so well.
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Why do all three of my kids hate taking pictures.
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Caden, Alex(my bro. pauls kid), Jacob, Karley, Mat( paul's) and Drew (paul's). They weren't so happy either about taking pictures.
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Grandma Fox Karley and Mat after the recital. Mat loved watching the recital. Maybe he should take dance too (hint hint!!)
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQXNRVe5PCI/AAAAAAAADB8/GJobVlRweSc/s1600/DSCN3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550067813512199202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQXNRVe5PCI/AAAAAAAADB8/GJobVlRweSc/s200/DSCN3131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley's routine was called the " Dancing Bunny" since it was raining and cold that day I throught a big t-shirt over the costume but we didn't get it over the bunny tail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-6142595449308041326?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6142595449308041326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6142595449308041326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6142595449308041326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6142595449308041326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/12/karleys-dance-recital.html' title='Karley&apos;s Dance Recital'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQfGB0uk71I/AAAAAAAADEk/oGZhN0pPvv0/s72-c/_B195627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3573816212228633025</id><published>2010-12-12T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:05:02.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scout Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQXFN3bfPtI/AAAAAAAAC_0/aHLM1CCX_o4/s1600/DSCN3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550058957812219602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQXFN3bfPtI/AAAAAAAAC_0/aHLM1CCX_o4/s400/DSCN3317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week Jacob scout trook took a hike to the Hollywood sign and then toured the griffeth Observatory. Jacob had a good time.
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&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQW_RMRH3lI/AAAAAAAAC-k/WiAXzquPr3w/s1600/DSCN3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550052417875730002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQW_RMRH3lI/AAAAAAAAC-k/WiAXzquPr3w/s400/DSCN3141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQW_RjLoMCI/AAAAAAAAC-0/FwLO2e46WHw/s1600/DSCN3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550052424026697762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQW_RjLoMCI/AAAAAAAAC-0/FwLO2e46WHw/s400/DSCN3146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family was divided into two relay teams. Then we raced around the JR High track.  Here is Aunt Taressa passing the baton off to Kate to take it home for the victory.   &lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550052427618429234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TQW_Rwj9qTI/AAAAAAAAC-8/ekGLWdnifj0/s400/DSCN3148.JPG" /&gt;

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Our Kitchen before we redid it. Ya it was time.
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&lt;div&gt;Boys first day of school Aug. 2010-2011 school year. &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/8452906397191089300-2787677246966550296?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/2787677246966550296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=2787677246966550296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2787677246966550296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2787677246966550296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/11/update-sorta.html' title='An Update-Sorta'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TNi9wROWWVI/AAAAAAAAC-U/FohPWY614oE/s72-c/P03184646MA28097734-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-9160672499673038689</id><published>2010-09-22T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:51:03.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TJrkj_6_qSI/AAAAAAAAC9w/-mng5djdroE/s1600/JacobProject.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519975600401393954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TJrkj_6_qSI/AAAAAAAAC9w/-mng5djdroE/s400/JacobProject.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I am supposed to be finishing up the post about our DC trip back in July and I will as soon as the primary program and the school fund raiser I am in charge of that both happen to be within days of each other are over. In the mean time I thought I would post this picture that uncle Paul taught Jacob how to do. It is a project Jacob had to turn in for school. The theme was "together we can..." and the kids could do just about any sort of "art" for the project. Jacob thought photorgaphy would be the easiest. So he took pictures of his uncles and combined them to make this.  Here is the "artist statement" he wrote to explain how his project relates to the theme.   &lt;div&gt;So many people don't have someone to call a hero, A hero shows an example of courage, determination, and moral character. I am lucky enough to have four heros. My Uncle Paul is a cop, who keeps our cities and streets safe. He puts himself in harms way to keep others out of danger. My Uncle Nathan is a Fire-fighter and has helped to save many lives with his medical knowledge. He even takes the time to visit my Scout Troop and teaches kids like me what to do in an emergency situation. My Uncles Trent and Travis have taught me about service. When I asked them why they wanted to join the Army I thought they would say something about excitement or danger. My uncles didn't join the Army for thrills or for power. They wanted to protect people like me. They wanted to protect our nation so that I could grow up with all the freedoms they have enjoyed. My uncles have shown me that there are somethings worth fighting for. They have taught me to honor the rules and to keep myself physically and mentally strong. All of my uncles have taught me that when everyone serves a little the outcome can be great. No one can do it all, but "together we can" each do a small part to keep America safe and free.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-9160672499673038689?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/9160672499673038689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=9160672499673038689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9160672499673038689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9160672499673038689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/09/school-project.html' title='School Project'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TJrkj_6_qSI/AAAAAAAAC9w/-mng5djdroE/s72-c/JacobProject.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4317216026838815096</id><published>2010-08-28T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:28:14.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, What do you do in the Summer Time? Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This summer we went on a trip to Washington D.C.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/THmUMUiBKPI/AAAAAAAAC7I/K6GWPgDEBxc/s1600/DSCN2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510598558455245042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/THmUMUiBKPI/AAAAAAAAC7I/K6GWPgDEBxc/s200/DSCN2634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/THmUM0xAw2I/AAAAAAAAC7Q/qM0I0TdHf_A/s1600/DSCN2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510598567108068194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/THmUM0xAw2I/AAAAAAAAC7Q/qM0I0TdHf_A/s200/DSCN2636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trip their was a little crazy. We left from LAX at 8 am. So we got to the airport around 6:30 am. My parents and Colby's parent met us at the airport. People thought it as a little crazy that both set of grandparents were going on the same trip but it was fun. We took off and got to Vegas with no problems (Vegas was our layover.) We thought we were going to have to hurry to get on the next plain but that was not the case. As we were arriving the flight crew pointed out Air Force One (ya the President's plain.)  We got off the plain and headed to the next gate only to find that the flight was delayed. The bathroom on that plain had flooded. (Yuck can't imagine cleaning up that mess.) It wasn't a big deal to hang out in the Vegas airport for an hour because Devin, my nephew, and Kurt's brother and his wife (uncle Kimball and Aunt Janet) were joining us at that point. Finally an announcement can on telling us that we were going to be taking a diffrent plain to D.C. so the gate number was changing. We started gathering our stuff to go to another gate when the attendent came back on and told everyone to run to the other gate or we would be stuck in the airport for another hour. See the President was ready to go home and when his plain takes off from a public airport the rest of the flights and the runways are shut down for 40 minutes. Everyone took off in a hurry and we all got on the plain, but all the luggage was still on the other plain and no one was allowed to go get it for 40 minutes. So we sat waiting to take off.  Finally they got the bags to the right plain and we got to take off. I wasn't to long into our flight (about an hour I believe we were somewhere over Utah) When the flight attendent came on and asked if there were any doctors or nurses on our flight. (Ya, that's never a good question.) Long story short... We made an emergency "heavy landing" in Denver and the ambulance met us on the run way taking the man having a heart attack off the plain. I was thinking great the man is off the and on his way to the hospital so lets be on our way too. But that was not the case. When you make an emergency landing with a plain full of jet fuel it can cause damage to the plain to land it. So we got to hang out in the Denver airport-correction on the plain at the gate for about two more hours while they checked everything out and gave us the okay to leave. Needless to say our 8 hours of traveling took us much much longer then that. We didn't even get to out resort until 2am. But we were on vacation and ready for a good time. I am happy to say the rest of the trip as well as the return flight was great. 
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Our resort was in the Shannandowa Mountains. There were deer every where! This guy came to the back porch and wanted our BBQ. Karley thought it was great to feed him letuce. Just before we spotted him. The boys had seem another animal go by and wanted to go after it. Karely went to get her shoes to go with them but they had felt her. I didn't realize she took off to find them. It was only a few minutes later that she returned mad that she had been left but telling us that "Bambie" had come to her when she was crying outside. I didn't think much of it-ya right a deer came to her but after I watched this deer come up to get food with no fear I have to say I don't think she was making it up that the deer came up to her. 
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This was the pull out bed that the boys partied on every night of the trip.
Karley out in the clearing where the deer would gather.
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Jacob playing in the pool
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Ya this made for a great splashing bucket.

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Some of the crazy boys decided to through the inflatable jumper into the pool and float around in it. Jacob (out of the jumper) Caden, Drew (wearing goggles) and Blake or at least the back of his head.
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Drew Caden and Jacob jumping into the pool.



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The Boys---Mat, Jacob holding Alex, Caden, Brandon, Derek, Blake and Drew.

The boy cousins out number the girls 2 to 1.

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More of the Boyz!!!!
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We also played with a parachute. The younger ones loved it and the older ones pretended to love it.
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More parachute playing.
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The best part was to get under the parachute as it was coming down.

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Each kids had to bring a present for one cousin. The kids thought this was the best.
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More carzy boys on the water trampoline. Ya the water trampoline stayed out of the pool and serevd as the jumper since the real jumper had already been thrown in the pool.
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After cake and ice cream it was upstairs to Uncle Nathan's music room for a "jam session"
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Everyone took turns playing and giving a performace.
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&lt;div&gt;Jacob and Caden both had been working on big projects at school. I am sooo glad school is out for a while.

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Jacob's was his state report on Kansas. He had to write a 20 page research paper on the state. and make a "float" really a shoe box covered in paper.

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Caden's was a historical landmark of California report.
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Caden had to build the the fort and write a report.
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After we were done with our projects we went to the coolest pet store in Fountain Valley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't take pictures, but Caden did take one of this two headed snake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-1926214090893951804?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1926214090893951804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1926214090893951804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1926214090893951804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1926214090893951804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/07/finally-update.html' title='Finally an Update'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/TC54V2XeaFI/AAAAAAAAC4A/0TUkpyaOlnM/s72-c/DSCN2584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6829718469979880888</id><published>2010-05-23T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:39:02.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Landell Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S_nU1yEb_OI/AAAAAAAAC1g/zZXeckHXi2g/s1600/slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474640842484088034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S_nU1yEb_OI/AAAAAAAAC1g/zZXeckHXi2g/s320/slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karley on the "big slide." This last weekend was the Landell School Carnival. The kids had a great time running wild throughout the school playing games. There was a  video game truck, and min golf course, giant slide and an inflatable obsticale course, a train, and lots of carnival booth games not to mention lots and lots of yummy carnival food and fun cake walks. There was a auction and a talent show at the carnival as well. Karley tried cotton candy for the first time and hated it. Good thing Teegan (her almost 1year old cousin) liked it.  Caden was a great helper. He and I got there at 7:30 in the morning to set up the carnival and we didn't leave til after 7pm that night. Karley got to play with her cousin's Siena and Teegan. She was so excited to play with them. 
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I tried to get a picture with all three girls looking up at the camera at once but out of 5 tries these were as close as I got. Notice that Siena and Karley have "crazy painted hair" one of the game booth attractions.
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More carnival pictures


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Booth games at the carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over all it was a LONG but fun day.



&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/8452906397191089300-6829718469979880888?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6829718469979880888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6829718469979880888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6829718469979880888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6829718469979880888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/05/landell-carnival.html' title='Landell Carnival'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S_nU1yEb_OI/AAAAAAAAC1g/zZXeckHXi2g/s72-c/slide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3367470674413457891</id><published>2010-05-23T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:16:25.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S_nPQbLgUJI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/wdARi-0h8OY/s1600/DSCN2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474634703126417554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S_nPQbLgUJI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/wdARi-0h8OY/s320/DSCN2466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year is the last year that the little olympics will be happening due to budget cuts in the school district.  This is a very sad thing because when Jacob's dad was in elementary school he got to participate in the same little olympic competions. The Little Olympics is a competion with all the elementary schools in the school district. There are several events that 4-6 graders can compete in.
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Jacob waiting for his events.
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This is Caden and his friend Brian. They spent the whole night playing games in the stands.
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Jacob on the field getting ready for the long jump. Just after this picture the battery in our camera went out. Sorry no jumping pictures. &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/8452906397191089300-3367470674413457891?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/3367470674413457891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=3367470674413457891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3367470674413457891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3367470674413457891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-olympics.html' title='Little Olympics'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S_nPQbLgUJI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/wdARi-0h8OY/s72-c/DSCN2466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5037137430248785791</id><published>2010-04-26T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:20:19.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As many of you are aware of Jaocb has allergies-to everything. Well we went back for a retest after six months of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Wheat, Soy, Eggs, Nuts, Milk, and Fish and found that he only cane back positive for nuts and soy. I know to you this doesn't sound like much but to us it was wonderful news. Jacob's GI doctor wanted to then do another scope to see what changes, if any had been made to his esophagus. This time she scheduled the procedure as a surgery at the hospital. So on the 16th (ya I know it's been a few days) Jacob and I went to the hosptial so Jacob could have "surgery." He was so much more nervous this time. Probably because he knew what was coming this time. He was scheduled as the second patient of the day for our GI doc but when the first patient didn't show we got to go in. There wasn't the usual hurry and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like always. The surgery prep nurse was so sweet and was telling us that she had been having issues for two years before she had been diagnosed with the very same thing Jacob has. Since we were bumped up I didn't get any pictures before surgery so here are a few from after surgery was over.
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When surgery was over the doctor came out and didn't know what to say. Jacob had no stomach ulcers no nodules on his esphagus and all his throat and stomach looked like normal healthy tissue. Eosiniphilicesphagitis (EE) is a new diagnoses and not only is there not a set  treatment plan there is also no cure.  Yet Jacob doesn't have anything.  I have to say that just before we went back to the doctors Cobly had given Jacob a blessing and told him that he would be able to eat whatever he wanted. I have been thinking about how EE was going to effect his life. How would Jr High and High school be when he can't eat what everyone else is eating. He cann't go to birthday parties or resturants without having to bring special food. You know kids, that would become something he would get teased about. I have also been thinking that with Jake's allergies as serious as they are he would never be able to serve a mission. A few months ago we had gone out of town and when we ran out off food for Jacob we had to travel 25 miles to a store that sold food Jacob could eat. How would he be able to be a missionary with food issues like that. Now I know this wont be a problem we have to face. I am so grateful for priesthood blessings and for the atonement. I am grateful to have a husband who honors that priesthood and could give our son such a life changing blessing. Below you will find some of the images from surgey. If you get creeped out at things like this don't look. They are pictures of Jakes esphagus and stomach taken with the camera during surgery.


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On Sunday all the family that was still in town from my mom's b-day party got together for confrenece and Easter. Okay your right more visiting happened then watching conference but after conference we went down to the park in my parents neighborhood for an egg hunt.
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The gang waiting for the the hunt to start.

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On the move. What a crazy bunch of kids.
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There were two areas for egg hunting. Little and big kids were in two different areas so when the big kids got close to the park they tool off to their section.
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The patient little ones who don't know what their missing yet.
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Egg Hunting!! Karley

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Siena (my sister's)

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Mat (My brother's )
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Jacob and Caden hunting away for goods.

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I think Drew sees something. (my brother's)
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Caden and Emma(my cousin's) teaming up. Almost got Jaron(my cousin's) in the picture.
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The baby of the bunch Teegan (My sisters)
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Emma had to ditch the basket and go with a bag there were so many eggs.
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Karley showing off her loot with Siena coming to check it out.
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Jacob, Jaron and Caden doing a little taste testing.

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They didn't realize I had jumped in behind them and was making faces.
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So when they figured it out I took off.
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After getting pumped up on sugar the oldest boys had a little too much energy so Colby took them on a little nature hike. As they were in the hills taking this picture a 7.2 earthquake hit. Ya they were fine. They didn't even know it had happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-7790587273210490226?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/7790587273210490226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=7790587273210490226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7790587273210490226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7790587273210490226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-party.html' title='Easter Party!'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S7p09NO66kI/AAAAAAAACzQ/KDP7YDIsL98/s72-c/DSCN2389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4618551458482800442</id><published>2010-04-05T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:48:44.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S7pf5bESbTI/AAAAAAAACvY/C8DFTZxIkgQ/s1600/DSCN2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456779338635701554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S7pf5bESbTI/AAAAAAAACvY/C8DFTZxIkgQ/s400/DSCN2381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my Mom's 60th Birthday!!!!So this last Saturday we surprised my mom with a party and gifts. She had no idea we had planned for her brother to come to town with several members of his family. My parents had some good friends of their come too. We met out at my older brother's house in Temecula.
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There was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lots &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of food !!!!
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A pinata.                       Caden taking a swing.

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Jake making contact. (science lesson her- How is the pinata on the ground but the candy that was inside it is still falling?)
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A bounce house.
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And gifts. For my Mom's gift we made her a book of memories. My dad, all of my siblings, spouses, grandkids, nieces, nephews, her brother, sister and brother-in laws and her friends all shared memories of Karen and the funny story they have of her. It was so fun to tell stories and share fun memories together. Thanks everyone who was their and everyone who contributed all the great memories. She loved the book and will tresure your letters forever. Thanks Mangums and Pages for coming all this way and Thanks Nathan and Deanna for letting us use your house for the party.
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&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Karley's 3rd bday. She celebrated by going to preschool for the first time. She loves it. She and her cousin Mat started yesterday and are having a great time. Only Karley would want to go to school and have homework as her birthday presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-8593861686666246148?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/8593861686666246148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=8593861686666246148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/8593861686666246148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/8593861686666246148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/03/karley-turned-3.html' title='Karley Turned 3'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5c2IVy-lsI/AAAAAAAACuI/euR-lkz4ghE/s72-c/DSCN2320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-2253611560158227337</id><published>2010-03-09T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:00:22.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caden's Field Trip To See The Ducks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cxyC9_GmI/AAAAAAAACuA/LFeaxjSVG64/s1600-h/DSCN2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446877010187983458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cxyC9_GmI/AAAAAAAACuA/LFeaxjSVG64/s400/DSCN2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few weeks ago I chaperoned a field trip to watch the ducks at practice. We were on the groud floor  right by the players.  The kids learned about science and hockey all at the same time. The field trip was a lot of fun.
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The Ducks
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Karley got out of dead one night and snuck into her brothers' room. They were both in the bathroom brushing their teeth getting ready for bed when we all heard a hudge thump. I ran into Karley's room thinking she had fallen out of her bed (since she was supposed to be asleep.) Jacob went into his room and found her on the floor by his bed. Appently she had desided to jump on his bed and had fallen off. Blood was now splurging everywhere. I put pressure on the only cut I could find, a little cut in her top lip (thinking that this was a lot of blood for such a small cut I contunued to look for another source of the bleeding but couldn't find one. She fell asleep in my arms before the bleeding stopped. So I waited until the bleeding stopped and put her in bed. It wasn't until the next morning that I noticed this nasty bloody tissue mess hanging from her mouth. I lifted up her upper lip and discovered  what she had really done the last night was rip her upper lip from her face.  You can see just a little of the tissue hanging onto her teeth.
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&lt;div&gt;You can see where her lip came loose from her face. What you can't see is that there is a big hole up near her nose. We took her to the doctor who thinks it will heal just fine (we have to go back tomorrow) to make sure that she doen't  need to get any of the tissue clipped.
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&lt;div&gt;YUCK!!!!!&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/8452906397191089300-9108696953986676013?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/9108696953986676013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=9108696953986676013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9108696953986676013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9108696953986676013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/03/karley-latest-injury.html' title='Karley Latest Injury'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5co_gx3CEI/AAAAAAAACs4/bOEApxcmjEg/s72-c/DSCN2226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6868249265107899695</id><published>2010-03-09T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:02:19.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to San Diego</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we took a little trip down to San Diego.  We stayed in Solano Beach at a fun little resort about a mile from the beach.  We had a great time visting the San Diego mission in Presidio Park, Old Town San Diego, and the Mormon Battlon Museum. (Yes I forgot to take my camera that day so sorry no pictures.) I was very impressed with the Mormon Battlon Museum. It had been several years sense we had been. It has resently been remodeled and was very very interesting. It even caught the interest of all three of our kids. If you haven't been lately I suggest checking it out.  The next day we visted the San Diego embarcadero and had a great time looking at the WWII monuments. We say a seal and a ray in the water as well. Then we had a few hours to spend at Solano Beach.  We also had time to use the go kart certificates that uncle Randy and aunt Staci gave us for Chritsmas.
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WWII Monuments  Caden and Jacob next to the statues.
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This retired aircraft carrier called the USS Midway is a now a museum. It is so huge that it took three pictures to get the whole aircratf carrier in it.
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&lt;div&gt;Karley looking at the statue of the "Mommy and Daddy kissing"
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Caden speeding around the track.

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Caden before the race began
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cHhKAoRxI/AAAAAAAACrY/uwoVm4TA8I0/s1600-h/DSCN2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446830540531975954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cHhKAoRxI/AAAAAAAACrY/uwoVm4TA8I0/s400/DSCN2292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to put this picture in. While we were  waiting for our turn to race  we checked out the place. After the kid races they get to come over to this platform were they tell them the top three racers. So of course I made the kids jump up their to take their picture and Karley wanted to be at the top. My little Tomboy with babies in hand who wants to do everything her boys are doing.
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Jacob and Caden discussing racing stratagies (just kidding) There are no pictures  of the rest of us racing. Caden had to go with the kid races and Karley wasn't old enough. Jacob on the other hand was too tall for kid races and had to go on the adult track. I was more worried about it then he was. We were racing with a group of people who were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;serious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about their race (one guy in racing grear.) Jacob got knocked around a few times he even had to strear his way out of a fishtail but amazingly he got out safe with out hitting anything or anyone. For a first timer and for being a kid he did great. I was seriously impressed.
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cHe9rIBjI/AAAAAAAACq4/onDXtd-T-pM/s1600-h/DSCN2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446830502860817970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cHe9rIBjI/AAAAAAAACq4/onDXtd-T-pM/s400/DSCN2286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy California kids who go to the beach in the dead of winter wearing a bathing suit and actually go in the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-6868249265107899695?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6868249265107899695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6868249265107899695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6868249265107899695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6868249265107899695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-san-diego.html' title='Trip to San Diego'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S5cSUzfWZ1I/AAAAAAAACsg/japlY5YBPlo/s72-c/DSCN2315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1823344415675269634</id><published>2010-02-08T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:40:40.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siena's Third Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S3B099P6XzI/AAAAAAAACqA/2JkMhkD9kfk/s1600-h/DSCN2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My neice Siena just had her 3rd Birthday last Saturday. So between rain storms we headed outside for a "buggy" party.
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Karley and Siena eating cupcakes.
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The kids collecting candy.

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Siena's lady bug cake as it's limbs are being riped apart and eaten.


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Drews loot of candy



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Mat with his "buggy" antena.

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One of the games the kids played was to inch across the floor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like an inch worm.   KARLEY AND SIENA
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Garrett and Mat racing.

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Jacob and Caden "inching" there way to the finish line.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S3BzNFVZ2gI/AAAAAAAACo4/oBfCPrIH3T8/s1600-h/DSCN2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435971418843634178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S3BzNFVZ2gI/AAAAAAAACo4/oBfCPrIH3T8/s400/DSCN2187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang.  Aubrey, Jacob, Colby, Drew, Mat, Caden Staci, Karley, Grandpa Fox, Siena, Randy and Garrett. &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/8452906397191089300-1823344415675269634?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1823344415675269634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1823344415675269634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1823344415675269634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1823344415675269634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2010/02/sienas-third-birthday-party.html' title='Siena&apos;s Third Birthday Party'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S3B09fo1GSI/AAAAAAAACp4/GpuDaxeYZqU/s72-c/DSCN2215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-2468819044710599598</id><published>2010-01-18T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T13:01:19.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom isn't Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1TBMbuTyZI/AAAAAAAACn4/cVNhyefM2t0/s1600-h/2010-1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt; In six Short days we will be saying good-bye to Uncles Trent and Travis. They will both be headed on a 13month Tour of Duty in Iraque.  Over the Christmas holiday we gathered as a family to take pictures of everyone together.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428171378183130722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1S9G9iMTmI/AAAAAAAACl4/oTjcxCjAhRY/s400/2010-1192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trent and Travis &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1TAFIpfqTI/AAAAAAAACno/bxh1Hr_n__Q/s1600-h/2010-1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428174645341694258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1TAFIpfqTI/AAAAAAAACno/bxh1Hr_n__Q/s400/2010-1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  Travis, John, Tyson, Chad, Kurt, Paul, Bond, Colby and Trent  (All the boys!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1TAE1j0WhI/AAAAAAAACng/Qcmjnw69g9E/s1600-h/2010-1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428174640217610770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1TAE1j0WhI/AAAAAAAACng/Qcmjnw69g9E/s400/2010-1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pictures is especially meaningful when you know why Trent and Travis wanted to serve their counrty and put themselves in harms way.  The people in this picture are the reason they enlisted in the Army in the first place. This is who they are fighting to protect and who they want to make a better world for.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428175859495056882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/S1TBLzuNtfI/AAAAAAAACnw/VQVmfnWeGOg/s400/2010-1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trent and Travis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             We are so grateful to you and to all that serve our country. We love you and will miss you so much while you are gone. You will always be in our hearts and in our prayers. We know that without people like you we would not have the freedoms we enjoy. We know that it is not for your ownself that you have chosen to serve but for the freedom and safety of your family and counrty. To that we owe you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            You have been such a hudge example for our family. You show love unconditionally, you serve with a willing heart and are determined to do your best at all you are asked to do. You truely live as the Savoir who have you do.  What better examples of love and service could we have in our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            We will miss you being around to wrestle with the boys, take the kids to the park and play games with them, to go hiking; camping; shooting or playing in the snow with. There wont be as many jokes, or brotherly talks, there wont be anyone for your dad to blame for missing food but there wont be as much missing food either. You wont be there to chaperone all the swimming parties at the pool nor will there be MRSA to pass around at the pool. Just Kidding. Who will we have to set up on dates when you are gone.  No wonder  you will be missed!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            We know that there will be a lot of family things you will miss out on this year, yet words can not explain how grateful we are that you are willing to miss out on that for our freedom. Thank you so much for being you and for serving our country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                             Colby, Wendy, Jacob, Caden, and Karley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                SEE YOU IN 13 MONTHS!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I thought that over the month long winter break my kids have from school, I would do a lot more blogging but obviously that hasn't happened so far so once again you get a super post updater. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgIzRFeicI/AAAAAAAACfQ/cE7BxymieiQ/s1600-h/DSCN1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420091828393118146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgIzRFeicI/AAAAAAAACfQ/cE7BxymieiQ/s400/DSCN1970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last day of school was twin day and the "Dare to Dance " assebly at the boys school. This made for a party from morning until school got out at 12:30. There was class parties, assebles and a teacher's Birthday party. What a day. Caden doing the limbo


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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF7Ya_mfI/AAAAAAAACeo/3cN97soNFgI/s1600-h/DSCN2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420088669266483698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF7Ya_mfI/AAAAAAAACeo/3cN97soNFgI/s400/DSCN2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Creche at Grandma Fox's Stake Center. Every year my parent's stake does a huge creche. They have nativity sets from all over the world and made from everything from rice to legs. They even have a children's creche were the kids can dress up and act out the Christmas story. Karley loved being Mary and playing with the baby Jesus. Jacob and Caden weren't so excited. They have been to this activity a few times and spent most of their time taunting Karley as she played hence the next photo.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF63OGQ4I/AAAAAAAACeg/BIYVHJmA2U4/s1600-h/DSCN2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420088660354024322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF63OGQ4I/AAAAAAAACeg/BIYVHJmA2U4/s400/DSCN2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karely also enjoyed wearing the sparkling angle outfit.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF6SJsrJI/AAAAAAAACeY/WN-wzCa8SJU/s1600-h/DSCN2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420088650403458194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF6SJsrJI/AAAAAAAACeY/WN-wzCa8SJU/s400/DSCN2019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Sunday Dec 6 was cousin Nash Wyatt Weaver's baby blessing. (Colby's brother Tyson) We had a great time visting with all the family that attended.



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF56a_rwI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iFGVV9yEYyE/s1600-h/DSCN2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420088644033556226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgF56a_rwI/AAAAAAAACeQ/iFGVV9yEYyE/s400/DSCN2021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson, Nash, Tyler, Tatunm, Ava and Jessica


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgEmB0idNI/AAAAAAAACeI/Zo_RPeAtlss/s1600-h/DSCN2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420087202910729426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgEmB0idNI/AAAAAAAACeI/Zo_RPeAtlss/s400/DSCN2029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the break uncle Paul got Caden's friend into Knott's Berry Farm during Police and Fire Appreciation. The boys had a great time with Uncle Paul on the fast rides while I took Karley and Mat to Camp Snoopy. Lt-Rt Karley, Jacob, Caden, Brian and Daniel.



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgEl2j0UfI/AAAAAAAACeA/bPTmSWaFDQg/s1600-h/DSCN2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420087199887806962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgEl2j0UfI/AAAAAAAACeA/bPTmSWaFDQg/s400/DSCN2035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley loves Snoopy and has to take a picute with him about once a month.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgElZNtgeI/AAAAAAAACd4/vPSZ92AGKHk/s1600-h/DSCN2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420087192010457570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgElZNtgeI/AAAAAAAACd4/vPSZ92AGKHk/s400/DSCN2036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley and Mat


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgEk0B3NAI/AAAAAAAACdw/rhYKz-sk7qk/s1600-h/DSCN2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420087182028649474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgEk0B3NAI/AAAAAAAACdw/rhYKz-sk7qk/s400/DSCN2031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two crazy kids on the rides.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgB0FRRk2I/AAAAAAAACdo/Axp-c6zAeA0/s1600-h/DSCN2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420084145819849570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgB0FRRk2I/AAAAAAAACdo/Axp-c6zAeA0/s400/DSCN2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next weekend we ended up at Grandma Fox's house on the night of their ward party so the kids got to play with cousins at the party. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Drew,Karley, Jacob Mat and Caden
&lt;/div&gt;Karley and santa at our wards pancake breakfast with Santa. The boys were not interested in going "since Jacob can't eat pancakes anyway."  Why are my boys growing up and not finding the little things about Christmas so exciting. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420106766300102658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgWYxICQAI/AAAAAAAACfY/PCDjRWTGVCU/s400/DSCN2041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420106776855085314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgWZYcigQI/AAAAAAAACfg/ClBB2bHLjd4/s400/DSCN2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Karley and Drew with santa at Grandpa party.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgBzsZ7qCI/AAAAAAAACdg/7rB7Q2xvIww/s1600-h/DSCN2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420084139145275426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgBzsZ7qCI/AAAAAAAACdg/7rB7Q2xvIww/s400/DSCN2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Christmas Eve we went with Colby's brothers and kids to play in the snow. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Colby and Karley racing down the hill.



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgBzUpkMJI/AAAAAAAACdY/Ds9hgCfoQFg/s1600-h/DSCN2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420084132768395410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgBzUpkMJI/AAAAAAAACdY/Ds9hgCfoQFg/s400/DSCN2076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Travis taking off.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgBy4lNL8I/AAAAAAAACdQ/qSRa9NiXH0s/s1600-h/DSCN2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420084125233917890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgBy4lNL8I/AAAAAAAACdQ/qSRa9NiXH0s/s400/DSCN2066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siena (my sister's daughter came with us)
When we left the snow we headed to my parents house for our Christmas celebration. During dinner Matt, Karley and Siena snuck off and found Aunt Staci's makeup. What a mess they made.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgATIg2XGI/AAAAAAAACdI/SHPuxe_hLIw/s1600-h/DSCN2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420082480243170402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgATIg2XGI/AAAAAAAACdI/SHPuxe_hLIw/s400/DSCN2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mat with mascara on his face and lip balm on his forehead.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgASwC5LWI/AAAAAAAACdA/Ytx19mrbyVQ/s1600-h/DSCN2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420082473675074914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgASwC5LWI/AAAAAAAACdA/Ytx19mrbyVQ/s400/DSCN2083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karely had a little mascara on her face and clothing but a whole lot of lotion in her hair and Siena had a great time with the mascara.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgASu99bII/AAAAAAAACc4/ASESm1X7KpQ/s1600-h/DSCN2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420082473385946242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgASu99bII/AAAAAAAACc4/ASESm1X7KpQ/s400/DSCN2087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden, Colby Jacob, Paul, Johanna, Mat just before we opened presents. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;This is the last of the pictures that I have of the night because it wasn't long before Santa brought us the flu. Karley started at my parents house and by the middle of the night I had joined the throw up festivities. Caden started in around lunch time Christmas day and had a repeat today. Why wont it just go away!!!!! So no christmas pictures this year.
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&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone. Hope your day was better then ours.


















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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-5120008883153397817?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5120008883153397817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5120008883153397817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5120008883153397817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5120008883153397817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-break.html' title='Winter break'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SzgIzRFeicI/AAAAAAAACfQ/cE7BxymieiQ/s72-c/DSCN1970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-9033920572886180859</id><published>2009-11-11T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:15:14.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheat, wedding, soy, sealing, nuts, Knotts, dairy, eggs, soccer, and the school reading program!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404569476536796626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDjTeTlBdI/AAAAAAAACZA/gncMJgTT4uU/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thes are the things that Hve kept me from blogging lately. Karley cut her left thumb a weekago Wednesday causing a trip to the ER and 5 stitches.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDePOiAtiI/AAAAAAAACYo/OL03UnKgGOY/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404563906024748578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDePOiAtiI/AAAAAAAACYo/OL03UnKgGOY/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDePoCrwgI/AAAAAAAACYw/ARNYwgTxO3U/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404563912872673794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDePoCrwgI/AAAAAAAACYw/ARNYwgTxO3U/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karley's thumb. She wasn't seen in the ER til after 11:30 pm so by the time they actually put stitches in her she had already fallen asleep. It was until we had to change the dressin a day and a half later that she saw the stitches for the first time and freeked out.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDavvZGv4I/AAAAAAAACYY/Pd2-2FOipps/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404560066555068290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDavvZGv4I/AAAAAAAACYY/Pd2-2FOipps/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDavDjeVmI/AAAAAAAACYQ/3Oi9gYrg6m0/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404560054787397218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDavDjeVmI/AAAAAAAACYQ/3Oi9gYrg6m0/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDau4i1h5I/AAAAAAAACYI/H_zuFNuql-g/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404560051831932818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDau4i1h5I/AAAAAAAACYI/H_zuFNuql-g/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden had a halloween party at schoolon Friday. That night we went to my sister and brother-n-laws cool party. That was also when we found out that Jacob is allergic to...... Wheat, Soy, Eggs, Nuts, Milk and Fish.  Way to ruin Halloween turns out almost everything has one of those things in it. So for Halloween we didn't trick-or-treat long we rented a scary movie and ate popcorn instead (one of the only treats he isn't allergic to)                                                                                                                                                      
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDaumQ01rI/AAAAAAAACYA/8OCFtZN24Gk/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404560046924551858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDaumQ01rI/AAAAAAAACYA/8OCFtZN24Gk/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys on the log ride at  Knott"s.
Colby's sister Shonna got marries a few weekends ago in the LA Temple. My pictures aren't the best but it was a beautiful day and Shonna made a beautiful Bride. Karley kept calling her the princess. 
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDX3xZjgEI/AAAAAAAACXw/mp7Z_nk-MYw/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404556905997893698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDX3xZjgEI/AAAAAAAACXw/mp7Z_nk-MYw/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552967700630322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDUSiGUSzI/AAAAAAAACWY/EZviwvhFLyg/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Colby's family Lt-Rt back to Front: Trent, Bond, Colby, Travis (the row of look alike boys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taressa, Tyson, Nancy, Shonna, Kurt and Lyndsay.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDX3WRJ_JI/AAAAAAAACXo/UNBn2cB3XhU/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404556898714909842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDX3WRJ_JI/AAAAAAAACXo/UNBn2cB3XhU/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDX4GkA9LI/AAAAAAAACX4/7c7cx0q1UxI/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404556911678911666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDX4GkA9LI/AAAAAAAACX4/7c7cx0q1UxI/s320/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Alex, Tyler and Shonna's new neice waiting for the bride and groom to come out of the temple. Shonna and her dad.
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Carson, Austin, Brock and Caden                             Ava loved the flowers
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Karley's new cousin Carson                 Nancy, Karley and grandma Cutin (Nancy's mom)
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Dallin (my nephew) Caden and Jacob rocking on the dance floor.


&lt;div&gt;Karley loved dancing especially with her dad.
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Tatumn and Tyson  dancing the night away.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDUTcZzNGI/AAAAAAAACWo/PzCYC7S67hk/s1600/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404552983351604322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDUTcZzNGI/AAAAAAAACWo/PzCYC7S67hk/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day before Shonna's wedding. Grandma Curtin (Colby's Grandma ) went through the temple for the first time. It was so wonderful to start the weekend  family get together with this powerful amazing day. I will for ever remember this day and the feelings I felt.  Frances started out being sealed to her parents. Then she was sealed to her late husband Howard Curtin. Last but certiainly not least she and Howard had three children sealed to them. The room was full of grandkids who had come to witness their parents be sealed to Grandma. I can't discribe to you the bond that flooded the room. I know that temple work is real. That it binds families together with a bond that death can not break. I was able to literaly feel that binding power and am so greatful for that special spirirtual experience.
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Nancy's brother and sister and their families at the Newport Beach Temple for this wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-9033920572886180859?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/9033920572886180859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=9033920572886180859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9033920572886180859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/9033920572886180859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheat-wedding-soy-sealing-nuts-knotts.html' title='Wheat, wedding, soy, sealing, nuts, Knotts, dairy, eggs, soccer, and the school reading program!'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SwDjTeTlBdI/AAAAAAAACZA/gncMJgTT4uU/s72-c/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4009061117878933665</id><published>2009-10-03T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:03:47.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karley's Hernia Repair.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Karley had here Epigastric hernia repaired. I wasn't nervious about it until the night before at about midnight. Then I couldn't sleep. We had to be at the hospital at 5:30 am. Karley was so calm. Probaly because she had no idea what surgery is. The nurses were great with her. Just before she left the preop area they gave her drugs that were to calm her down and help her fall asleep even before she was actually put out. Trouble was it had the opposite effect on her. She got really silly jumping around the crib they had her in. She tossed her stuffed animals out of bed and was incredibly outgoing with every doctor or nurse that walked by. She never got sleepy so the doctor just picked her up and told her to wave good bye to mom which she did. They then walked into surgery. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6yZPvuMI/AAAAAAAACWA/-RZ5kT3OxqQ/s1600-h/DSCN1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388551222849419458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6yZPvuMI/AAAAAAAACWA/-RZ5kT3OxqQ/s400/DSCN1493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Teddy Bear that her Grandpa Weaver gave her that served as a flying saucer just before surgery.
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This is how Karley looked after surgery for the next hour and 20 min. She was breathing well so the nurse was not to alarmed but it took quite a while for Karley to wake up. I guess the meds from before surgery had finally kicked in. Just Kidding. We had to stay at the hospital until she would wake up enough to drink and that took another 3 hours. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6xSFb2DI/AAAAAAAACVw/Y-xePRk57rg/s1600-h/DSCN1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388551203747256370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6xSFb2DI/AAAAAAAACVw/Y-xePRk57rg/s400/DSCN1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Karley was still asleep I took a picture of her tommy. She didn't even discover the bandages until later that day when she had to go potty, but never complained about the pain. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6w3PLY5I/AAAAAAAACVo/bXFDOJ7KFDk/s1600-h/DSCN1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388551196540363666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6w3PLY5I/AAAAAAAACVo/bXFDOJ7KFDk/s400/DSCN1499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the next morning she was running around again so I took her to her brother's soccer games and she ran around the schools and played on the playground like there was nothing wrong with her.

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What was I worried about the night before surgery. The whole prcedure never even phased her. I am just glad it is all over with and that it wasn't a big enough deal that it scared her for life. I think she actually liked the idea of surgery. To her it ment sleep, lots of toys and visits from family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-4009061117878933665?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4009061117878933665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4009061117878933665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4009061117878933665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4009061117878933665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/10/karleys-hernia-repair.html' title='Karley&apos;s Hernia Repair.'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Ssf6yZPvuMI/AAAAAAAACWA/-RZ5kT3OxqQ/s72-c/DSCN1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1725856722570452795</id><published>2009-09-15T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:35:59.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's Soccer Games and the power of a GOOD coach</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday Jacob and Caden both had soccer games. I wasn't able to watch much of Caden's becasue I had a bridal shower to go to. I was able to see Jacob's game. These pictures are not mine. I brought my camera but got so excited about the game that I forget to use it.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_SiAdzwyI/AAAAAAAACVI/ensF_X58HBU/s1600-h/huttle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381751561413444386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_SiAdzwyI/AAAAAAAACVI/ensF_X58HBU/s400/huttle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob came home from practice on Thurday and told me that he was going to be the goalie at the first game on Saturday. Jacob has always been a good defender but had never played goalie. Infact the last season his coach made everyone practice the position at the beginning of the season. This coach was not my favorite of all the coaches we have ever worked with and when he told Jacob he "sucked at goalie" Jacob came home and cried. Jacob is a good little soccer player and to be told he sucked at the sport he loves really hurt.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Needless to say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was really nervious and didn't want Jacob to play the position this week.   Yet Jacob really wanted to try it. The other team had several very tall very good players and I thought for sure this was not going to end well.  All the parents on our team thought we were going to get stommped.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_R1NjOdcI/AAAAAAAACVA/NfMEYKcUbuM/s1600-h/goalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381750791831713218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_R1NjOdcI/AAAAAAAACVA/NfMEYKcUbuM/s400/goalie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob stopped this attempt at goal  and out came the monster we cal  Jacob.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_R0zSA96I/AAAAAAAACU4/yY4k0Xx5vXM/s1600-h/catching+goalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381750784780203938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_R0zSA96I/AAAAAAAACU4/yY4k0Xx5vXM/s400/catching+goalie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this one...

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_R0tXNDiI/AAAAAAAACUw/nRd5H-YZ9Jo/s1600-h/best+goalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381750783191354914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_R0tXNDiI/AAAAAAAACUw/nRd5H-YZ9Jo/s400/best+goalie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND this one!  The final score was 3-2 in our favor. Jacob stopped shot after shot after shot. Once he even caught a shot right at the goal post and hit his head on the pole on the way back down. He stood there dazes for a second, but managed to keep controll of the ball and stay in the game.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_RzqHSC3I/AAAAAAAACUg/gf9G0lf5G8o/s1600-h/kick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381750765139397490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_RzqHSC3I/AAAAAAAACUg/gf9G0lf5G8o/s400/kick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob was beaming by the end of the game. I can't tell you how proud I was of him. Not just because he was doing a great job but because he had turned what was such a bad experience the season before into a huge success.  I blame his great coach this season for seeing the potential he had and the drive to be great at any postion on the field for the awsome win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the best moments of the game was when last seasons coach sat down next to me to take notes on our team (ya he's the only coach I now with boys this young who studies the other team as much or more then trying to study the strainghts on his own team.) While taking notes he turned to me and asked me who our teams goalie was. When Colby popped in and sayed Jacob the look on his face was PRICELESS.
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381750769338684674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sq_Rz5weFQI/AAAAAAAACUo/D7Bis8pBPvo/s400/parents+at+the+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Another great moment came on Monday evening after the game. Caden happened to have practice on a field just before the team we had played on Saturday. As the team gathered and were waiting for Caden's teams practice to be over the conversation they had way great. They were so mad that our coach had kept Jacob as goalie the whole game. They new had anyone else been there goalie they would have won by 6 or 7 points easily.  Truth is they probably were right.
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Jacob had to have an upper GI a few weeks ago (I forgot to take pictures.) Then yesterday he had to have an endoscopy procedure.
Long story short he had EOSINOPHILIC ESOPHAGITIS. His esophagus is narrowing do to a build up of white blood cells. The WBC are there trying to fight an "allergy" to dairy products. This has also caused GERD. That's when the bile from the intestine is coming back into the stomach causeing ulcers. Poor kids got a diet restriction list a mile long. He seens to be Okay with the limitations so far. We'll see how he feels about it in a few weeks.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKXbHN5RI/AAAAAAAACT0/vphG4kcG4NI/s1600-h/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379721355846930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKXbHN5RI/AAAAAAAACT0/vphG4kcG4NI/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colby and Karley waiting for Jacob to be done.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKXPBAFcI/AAAAAAAACTs/119vCve2rQU/s1600-h/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379718108550594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKXPBAFcI/AAAAAAAACTs/119vCve2rQU/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob waiting in the surgery room for the doctor to come do his test.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKWbdTtPI/AAAAAAAACTk/2imudAmtE3I/s1600-h/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379704268633330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKWbdTtPI/AAAAAAAACTk/2imudAmtE3I/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After he was done but the sedation hadn't completely warn off yet. He promised the nurse that this would he the last time he "got hi."


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKV6TqFGI/AAAAAAAACTc/OY342Dn25wA/s1600-h/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379695369786466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKV6TqFGI/AAAAAAAACTc/OY342Dn25wA/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley at her doctor's apt. waiting to show the doctor her " jelly jar"
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKVvW8_1I/AAAAAAAACTU/dfA82IMThd8/s1600-h/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379692430819154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKVvW8_1I/AAAAAAAACTU/dfA82IMThd8/s400/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just above Karley's navel is a hernia that she will have to have surgery to repair. Colby says that this picture looks like she has an allien coming out of her tummy.



&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/8452906397191089300-4641789245852358149?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4641789245852358149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4641789245852358149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4641789245852358149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4641789245852358149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacob-and-karleys-medical-news.html' title='Jacob and Karley&apos;s Medical news'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SqBKXbHN5RI/AAAAAAAACT0/vphG4kcG4NI/s72-c/Jacob+%26+Karley%27s+hospital+visit+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5521022279167457637</id><published>2009-09-01T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:18:01.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloby's grandma passed away</title><content type='html'>On August 21st Colby's Grandma passed away. Ruth Mabel Stoddard Kimball Weaver was an amazing women. She leaves behind her loving spouse, 6 children, 39 grandchildren and 89 great grandchildren. That's a lot of people loving and missing her. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-rAbj3KI/AAAAAAAACRM/crBjRBDvy9U/s1600-h/scan0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376592807465311394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-rAbj3KI/AAAAAAAACRM/crBjRBDvy9U/s400/scan0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruth and Max Weaver
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-qr-nnDI/AAAAAAAACRE/b5tV7faxywY/s1600-h/scan0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376592801975213106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-qr-nnDI/AAAAAAAACRE/b5tV7faxywY/s400/scan0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruth with her older brother. This is her only biological sibbling since her mother died when she was very young. She was adopted by her aunt.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-pwyX-fI/AAAAAAAACQ0/e1TgIO9jJpQ/s1600-h/dscn1388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376592786086164978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-pwyX-fI/AAAAAAAACQ0/e1TgIO9jJpQ/s400/dscn1388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few of the family members who came to say "until I see you again, I'll be loving you..."

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-pGpkjrI/AAAAAAAACQs/7f0MYv5Tfco/s1600-h/dscn1386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376592774774951602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-pGpkjrI/AAAAAAAACQs/7f0MYv5Tfco/s400/dscn1386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruth Mabel Stoddard Kimball Weaver we love you. &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/8452906397191089300-5521022279167457637?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5521022279167457637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5521022279167457637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5521022279167457637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5521022279167457637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/09/clobys-grandma-passed-away.html' title='Cloby&apos;s grandma passed away'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1-rAbj3KI/AAAAAAAACRM/crBjRBDvy9U/s72-c/scan0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-8483294627908236279</id><published>2009-09-01T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:44:29.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aug. Happenings</title><content type='html'>Here is a little of what we have been doing lately. This is why we havn't had time to blog.

For Tyler, Tatumn and Ava's birthday party the boys wrestled and did crazy jumps in the jumper.  See Jacob in the background.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp128OQXYQI/AAAAAAAACQc/0vBpYDSZX7s/s1600-h/dscn1335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376584307141206274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp128OQXYQI/AAAAAAAACQc/0vBpYDSZX7s/s400/dscn1335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp127rPRY3I/AAAAAAAACQU/R9lg7yMi0tE/s1600-h/dscn1359.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob and Karley chilin on the grass while the birthday kids blew out there candles.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp127IlcMjI/AAAAAAAACQM/vr7r6xQH8pM/s1600-h/dscn1356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376584288439120434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp127IlcMjI/AAAAAAAACQM/vr7r6xQH8pM/s400/dscn1356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Karley has a great time at the birthday party because there were so many girls to play with.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1263-zUgI/AAAAAAAACQE/M7HMjEnAkGY/s1600-h/dscn1363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376584283982090754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1263-zUgI/AAAAAAAACQE/M7HMjEnAkGY/s400/dscn1363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew on the ground, karley, Mat and Siena, having at great time with a boogie board at Corona Del Mar. Can you believe that the three on the board are all within 6months of each other. They look like triplets&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qnHiw2kI/AAAAAAAACP8/Ak7tvn7R4LU/s1600-h/dscn1331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376570750422538818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qnHiw2kI/AAAAAAAACP8/Ak7tvn7R4LU/s400/dscn1331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For ALL the family August birthdays we decided to go to the beach and celebrate them all at once. (Between Colby's family and mine there are 10 Birthdays in the month of August. That's a lots of partying.) Ther is the gang chilin at the beach.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qmqlui8I/AAAAAAAACP0/rQS1iIi_G6A/s1600-h/dscn1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376570742650342338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qmqlui8I/AAAAAAAACP0/rQS1iIi_G6A/s400/dscn1311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Mat loved his birthday gift from aunt Staci. Sunglasses and a musical card. If I get the video of him playing with the card to work I'll add it but lately my video's don't cpoy to the blog so don't get your hopes up.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qmPCaAeI/AAAAAAAACPs/nnIisRoB83Y/s1600-h/dscn1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376570735254438370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qmPCaAeI/AAAAAAAACPs/nnIisRoB83Y/s400/dscn1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mat enjoying his birthday cupcake. We figured cake would be too hard to eat at the beach but the cupcakes were perfect.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qluhTmHI/AAAAAAAACPk/6MFEAt_iwe8/s1600-h/dscn1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376570726525671538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qluhTmHI/AAAAAAAACPk/6MFEAt_iwe8/s400/dscn1312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because these girls rolled in the sand they were sooooooo dirty, but they had so much fun at the beach.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qldjWUNI/AAAAAAAACPc/U4C92V4qOhA/s1600-h/dscn1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376570721970835666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1qldjWUNI/AAAAAAAACPc/U4C92V4qOhA/s400/dscn1318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't these girls the cutes beach bumbs youv'e ever seen!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o2AjNjsI/AAAAAAAACPU/a7ZH5m-SXUM/s1600-h/dscn1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376568807220154050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o2AjNjsI/AAAAAAAACPU/a7ZH5m-SXUM/s400/dscn1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a combined young men young women activity in August we went cosmic bowling. That mean bowling late at night with music and disco lights.I didn't take too many pictures before the disco light and the fog machine made all the pictures come out fuzzy.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o1rUOljI/AAAAAAAACPM/_nBOy65cO0g/s1600-h/dscn1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376568801520162354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o1rUOljI/AAAAAAAACPM/_nBOy65cO0g/s400/dscn1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kendall and stacey aren't they so cute.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o1WcFGyI/AAAAAAAACPE/wgVxpokm7t4/s1600-h/dscn1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376568795915950882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o1WcFGyI/AAAAAAAACPE/wgVxpokm7t4/s400/dscn1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Mac kenna ready to bowl a strike.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o0yG7EhI/AAAAAAAACO8/S9-yMh3nFaM/s1600-h/dscn1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376568786163536402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o0yG7EhI/AAAAAAAACO8/S9-yMh3nFaM/s400/dscn1285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lindsay, Alysa, and Alysa's friend? sorry I can't remember her name. What cute beehives. This was Lindsay's very first combined YM/YW activity.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o0Xr9ufI/AAAAAAAACO0/iYVqOb0kl4I/s1600-h/dscn1277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376568779071142386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp1o0Xr9ufI/AAAAAAAACO0/iYVqOb0kl4I/s400/dscn1277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-8483294627908236279?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/8483294627908236279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=8483294627908236279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/8483294627908236279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/8483294627908236279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/09/aug-happenings.html' title='Aug. Happenings'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sp128OQXYQI/AAAAAAAACQc/0vBpYDSZX7s/s72-c/dscn1335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1445654429282953315</id><published>2009-08-18T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:34:47.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More reunion pics</title><content type='html'>I know I never finished posting about the family reunion in Cedar City. Here are a few random pictures from the trip. If you are really interested in what we did you can look at the weaver family blog to see lots more photos. Click on the weaver family link at the side. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sorykm_mc1I/AAAAAAAACOs/LRwhmyRtSyA/s1600-h/dscn1181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371372216349258578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sorykm_mc1I/AAAAAAAACOs/LRwhmyRtSyA/s400/dscn1181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colby got to catch the kids at the bottom as they came down the slide
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SorykCeaM8I/AAAAAAAACOk/ytgMM97vAaI/s1600-h/dscn1179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371372206546367426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SorykCeaM8I/AAAAAAAACOk/ytgMM97vAaI/s400/dscn1179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Karley went the 4 miles up the trail to the water fall.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoryjG0p_xI/AAAAAAAACOU/OO11SihJLJY/s1600-h/dscn1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371372190533549842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoryjG0p_xI/AAAAAAAACOU/OO11SihJLJY/s400/dscn1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the fun run we checked out the Vietnam memorial that Kurt has a plaque at.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Soryitg4IgI/AAAAAAAACOM/6eyHceg47eE/s1600-h/dscn1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371372183739703810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Soryitg4IgI/AAAAAAAACOM/6eyHceg47eE/s400/dscn1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob on the 5k run.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SorxXUFuLAI/AAAAAAAACOE/3EMllDmXM8g/s1600-h/dscn1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371370888424729602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SorxXUFuLAI/AAAAAAAACOE/3EMllDmXM8g/s400/dscn1238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home we stopped at Zions and did more hiking.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SorxWVvmURI/AAAAAAAACN8/ec_Nx_6qzMI/s1600-h/dscn1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371370871688941842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SorxWVvmURI/AAAAAAAACN8/ec_Nx_6qzMI/s400/dscn1222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tatumn and Karley enjoying a soda at the reunion.






&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/8452906397191089300-1445654429282953315?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1445654429282953315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1445654429282953315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1445654429282953315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1445654429282953315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-reunion-pics.html' title='More reunion pics'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sorykm_mc1I/AAAAAAAACOs/LRwhmyRtSyA/s72-c/dscn1181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5218986731668415589</id><published>2009-08-14T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:20:45.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School started/ Last Cousin Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJxDxut3I/AAAAAAAACLU/cU4r10KBQDc/s1600-h/dscn1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369990344118024050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJxDxut3I/AAAAAAAACLU/cU4r10KBQDc/s400/dscn1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden started 4th Grade this week !   Daniel and Cade waiting for school to start.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJwuWxtFI/AAAAAAAACLM/xSCu6emM-fc/s1600-h/dscn1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369990338367829074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJwuWxtFI/AAAAAAAACLM/xSCu6emM-fc/s400/dscn1274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake and Danny now in Fifth grade. 

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJvzu9iaI/AAAAAAAACLE/4u3bxXByeRw/s1600-h/dscn1251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369990322631575970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJvzu9iaI/AAAAAAAACLE/4u3bxXByeRw/s400/dscn1251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week as a end of year cousin party Jacob, Caden and two cousin's Devin and Tyler went to Knott's Berry Farm! Devin and Jacob are in the last car on Ghost rider.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJvGSI0PI/AAAAAAAACK8/K_wduMtW_Lc/s1600-h/dscn1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369990310431084786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJvGSI0PI/AAAAAAAACK8/K_wduMtW_Lc/s400/dscn1248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley entertaining herself while the big boys were on the rollercoaster's.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJusBvMCI/AAAAAAAACK0/KmLpy4eD-mo/s1600-h/dscn1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369990303382974498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJusBvMCI/AAAAAAAACK0/KmLpy4eD-mo/s400/dscn1254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden, Tyler, Karley, Jacob and Devin waiting to watch the Wild West Stunt Show.&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/8452906397191089300-5218986731668415589?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5218986731668415589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5218986731668415589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5218986731668415589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5218986731668415589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-started-last-cousin-party.html' title='School started/ Last Cousin Party'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SoYJxDxut3I/AAAAAAAACLU/cU4r10KBQDc/s72-c/dscn1276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6291900929843218662</id><published>2009-08-04T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:30:24.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weaver Family Reunion Friday</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we traveled to Cedar City for an extended Weaver Family reunion. Since Colby, Karley and I left early Friday morning we took our time traveling to Utah. We had sent the boys up a day earlier to go fishing with their cousins. (I'll have to steal pictures from someone or the fishing trip.) With nothing we had to get to right away we decided to stop in Silver reif (just outside of St. George) since that area is were my great grandmother and her family grew up. After we toured around we got back in the car and drove to Cedar City were we meet at aunt Janet and Uncle Kimballs house for the Friday night Talent show. When we arrived at Aunt Janets house Trent started wresting with the nephews. That had to come to a quick end (see picture 3 for the reason why) so all the kids played pickle. Pickle with 20 kids running back and forth is pretty funny. I didn't get good pictures of the talent show. It started to get dark and with the house lights on in the back ground all I got were shadows and light spots. (I'll have to snag pictures of the talent show too.) We had paino playing, singing, break dancing, synchranized swimming, a speach and a little belly bumping.
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1] Karley in Silver Reif collecting rocks&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;2] Silver Reif Utah&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;3] Devin's bloody nose from wresting&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;4]Uncle Tyson trying to get Devin out during pickle&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;5] kids running during the pickle game. Uncle Trent on the ground trying to get the ball&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;6] Karley wont let poor Ginger be. she had to chase the dog around. &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/8452906397191089300-6291900929843218662?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6291900929843218662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6291900929843218662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6291900929843218662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6291900929843218662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/08/weaver-family-reunion-friday.html' title='Weaver Family Reunion Friday'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SnjgQ43GDUI/AAAAAAAACCU/qb5HqE598oc/s72-c/dscn1046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1347773885730096093</id><published>2009-07-19T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:07:45.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cypress 1st ward Eagle Scout Reunion</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday Colby had arranged for any of his old scout troop guys that were around to get together for a little reunion and story telling. Here are the guys who still live close enough to get together.
front lt to rt: Matt Keller, Colby, Duke Garr, Jim Watkins, Brad McMarrow
Back Row lt to rt: Dave Williams, Frank Doss, Tyson Weaver, and Ed Watkins

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Since Duke was doing funny poses for all the other pictures we thought we would get the rest of the guys in on it.
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Can you believe all of these boys got ther Eagle Scout. You should have been there to hear stories about the things they did on all there "camp outs."  It makes me wonder if I should send my boys on any scout camp outs.

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More of the crazy bunch.


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More on all the guys hanging out at Tyson's House.&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/8452906397191089300-1347773885730096093?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1347773885730096093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1347773885730096093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1347773885730096093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1347773885730096093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/07/cypress-1st-ward-eagle-scout-reunion.html' title='Cypress 1st ward Eagle Scout Reunion'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SmOjnjPWiOI/AAAAAAAACBM/N2BCuv051Ec/s72-c/dscn1012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1897418850008208263</id><published>2009-07-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:31:07.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SmObZT6M4mI/AAAAAAAACAE/JNQTLhBsWzI/s1600-h/105_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360298840644444770" style="WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SmObZT6M4mI/AAAAAAAACAE/JNQTLhBsWzI/s320/105_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week two fo my nephews came with us to Knott's Berry Farm. It was a little hot but we still had so much fun. One of my nephews is a little scared of fast rides so when he asked to go on this free fall ride (for kids) I was a little hesitent to say yes. Turns out he loved the ride but Karley did not (click on the pictures and take a closer look at Karley's face, even turned sideways you can tell she was not happy about this ride.)


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Drew's favortite Knott's ride. He called it the Dumbo ride (Disneyland fans know what that means.)
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Karely and Mat on the "Dumbo" ride. Everywhere we went people thought these two were twins

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Caden and Mat on the car ride.

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Karley, Sienna and  Uncle Randy riding the train.

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Colby trying out a m60. Doesn't he look hot!

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SlGdy85fX7I/AAAAAAAAB-M/F589iDi0HgQ/s1600-h/dscn0955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355234930586509234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SlGdy85fX7I/AAAAAAAAB-M/F589iDi0HgQ/s320/dscn0955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a reinactment of WWII. It really makes you stop and think about all those who did and do serve our country now. FREEDOM ISN'T FREE!
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More of the reinactment.




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Caden showing he is strong enough to lift a tank missles

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While we were in line for the tank recruiter's for the army were passing out book covers

Andrew (my brother's) , Caden, Brock (Colby's brother's) Colby in back making their book covers into bandanas.
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Drew in the tank
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Jacon (front)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LT to RT Brock, Caden, Drew chilin on the back of the tank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SlGIiBUbNzI/AAAAAAAAB9c/1qmoIPSb0dU/s1600-h/102_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355211549971265330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SlGIiBUbNzI/AAAAAAAAB9c/1qmoIPSb0dU/s320/102_0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Brock and Caden in the back hatch of a tank.

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Jacob and drew in the back hatch.
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&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355201084020137154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SlF_A0nOnMI/AAAAAAAAB9M/rgdbaErpZvc/s400/dscn0647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is from a few months back when we went to a stagecouch concert in Palm springs. She fell asleep on a bail of hay while Kevin Costner is singing in the background. How does a kid fall asleep in a noisey concert?
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfrWIaAj0I/AAAAAAAAB8w/ShxzXcbJ1VI/s1600-h/dscn0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352505447599345474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfrWIaAj0I/AAAAAAAAB8w/ShxzXcbJ1VI/s400/dscn0932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caden during the base run competition
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfrVoBUDvI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Lw22PezoNoY/s1600-h/dscn0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352505438905831154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfrVoBUDvI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Lw22PezoNoY/s400/dscn0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob during the base run competition
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm-YGZUII/AAAAAAAAB8g/ciyDAvs1UKU/s1600-h/dscn0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352500641448677506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm-YGZUII/AAAAAAAAB8g/ciyDAvs1UKU/s400/dscn0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Karely kept cool during the day.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm-PD_QhI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/oqhHY7efagE/s1600-h/dscn0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm959ofUI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/cAt2ye_cUZI/s1600-h/dscn0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352500633358859586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm959ofUI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/cAt2ye_cUZI/s400/dscn0912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob and Jin during the rescue relay race.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm9t-PJDI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Mu5BfykY5hg/s1600-h/dscn0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352500630140167218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm9t-PJDI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Mu5BfykY5hg/s400/dscn0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob Danny and JR after the rescue relay.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm9VJ8_fI/AAAAAAAAB8A/upo9NOUOSK4/s1600-h/dscn0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352500623478423026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Skfm9VJ8_fI/AAAAAAAAB8A/upo9NOUOSK4/s400/dscn0904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden during the carpet hop. You had to hop only on the two carpet across the field. So your partner had to move the carpets so that there was something for you to hop onto. &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/8452906397191089300-2211110961973960403?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/2211110961973960403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=2211110961973960403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2211110961973960403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2211110961973960403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/06/field-day-fun.html' title='Field Day Fun!!!'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfrWXfJ5yI/AAAAAAAAB84/yeMQBwWohx0/s72-c/dscn0936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-7118405771079767348</id><published>2009-06-28T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:49:00.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karley's play dates</title><content type='html'>For a while now I have been watching a little boys in our ward named Andrew once a week. His dad is in the US Coast Guard Researves and has been deployed for the passed 9 months. Andrew's dad is coming home this week. We are so grateful for his service to our country and am happy to say that he is returning safe and sound but this also means that these play dates are coming to a close. What started out as a service to someone who was doing for my family and country something that I was not able to do for myself turned into such a blessing for us. (Amazing how that seems to happen, when we take the time to serve we end us blessed beyond what we gave.) Karley has loved the play dates she has become such a social kids, has learned to share and play with others. Last week since it was such a warn day we went to the beach. We went to Huntington Harbor. It is perfect for toddlers. There is everything they could want: a park, shells, small small waves, boats coming and going, yet the right amount of water that they have fun. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfgEgmW59I/AAAAAAAAB74/IjY32twqOAU/s1600-h/dscn0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352493050228041682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfgEgmW59I/AAAAAAAAB74/IjY32twqOAU/s400/dscn0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karley and Andrew playing on the swings.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfgEcQMGaI/AAAAAAAAB7w/OTgXLF94QW8/s1600-h/104_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352493049061317026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfgEcQMGaI/AAAAAAAAB7w/OTgXLF94QW8/s400/104_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley had her first almost slumber party. She and cousin Mat who came over last week had a fun day. By that evening it was time to get wind down so they made a fort in Karley's pop-up play house in Karley's room. Aunt Johanna got back before they had fallen asleep by within minutes of Mat's leaving Karley was out. Johanna said Mat was the same way. I love how much fun my kids have with their cousins.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcEZDfmWI/AAAAAAAAB7g/IUbSfSDQIDk/s1600-h/105_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488650156251490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcEZDfmWI/AAAAAAAAB7g/IUbSfSDQIDk/s400/105_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob and Caden on Ghost Rider. This is their favorite ride(why I don't know, it's a little jerky) Like their mom, they like all the roller coasters.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcEFOFMoI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/i-qCraz1AZU/s1600-h/105_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488644831949442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcEFOFMoI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/i-qCraz1AZU/s400/105_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All three monkey's playing in a wagon at the company BBQ picnic.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcDhL-aiI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/OmurdNAtCKc/s1600-h/105_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488635159439906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcDhL-aiI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/OmurdNAtCKc/s400/105_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Karley first time at Knott's and she was a little nervous to ride the rides but warmed up to it pretty quickly. She loves camp Snoopy and the shows with the snoopy characters.



&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/8452906397191089300-5101725750686251382?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5101725750686251382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5101725750686251382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5101725750686251382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5101725750686251382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/06/colbys-company-party.html' title='Colby&apos;s company party'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfcEttg-0I/AAAAAAAAB7o/TIHbtYKuQro/s72-c/dscn0885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4020043039257102170</id><published>2009-06-20T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:03:40.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Place Teams</title><content type='html'>Both Jacob and Caden's teams took firts place for their division in baseball. The boys were so excited to get their trophies. We didn't get to stay the whole time but the boys loved the ceremony. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfZNwNPVDI/AAAAAAAAB7I/TglS8XZ0oF0/s1600-h/000_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485512455083058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfZNwNPVDI/AAAAAAAAB7I/TglS8XZ0oF0/s400/000_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob after getting his trophy.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj12LC2CeGI/AAAAAAAAB60/zkcDwhHUTAk/s1600-h/000_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349561864500181090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj12LC2CeGI/AAAAAAAAB60/zkcDwhHUTAk/s400/000_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden running in to get his trophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-4020043039257102170?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4020043039257102170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4020043039257102170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4020043039257102170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4020043039257102170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-place-teams.html' title='First Place Teams'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SkfZNwNPVDI/AAAAAAAAB7I/TglS8XZ0oF0/s72-c/000_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-8159487598397418232</id><published>2009-06-20T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:47:46.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's Victory Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1x28_HgtI/AAAAAAAAB6k/FUfhmIh9BL8/s1600-h/000_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob's baseball season is over and Jacob's team took first place. Was to go Jake. After his game we celebrated with stake for dinner. Once again Jacob choked and had a repeat for the his previous chokings so we took him to his doctor who has refered him to a GI specialist. We'll have to see how that goes. 
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1x2i4Qg6I/AAAAAAAAB6c/6PhZgFlC-9Y/s1600-h/dscn0777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349557114275660706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1x2i4Qg6I/AAAAAAAAB6c/6PhZgFlC-9Y/s400/dscn0777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last huddle of the Minor A Dimond-Back's

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1x2cI-aoI/AAAAAAAAB6U/5eP1mAtuP-k/s1600-h/dscn0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349557112466729602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1x2cI-aoI/AAAAAAAAB6U/5eP1mAtuP-k/s400/dscn0881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob at bat. Ever time I try to take a picture of Jacob at bat I take the picture during a bad pitch that Jacob doesn't swing at. This warm up swing was as good as my pictures get.


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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1n82xZ-OI/AAAAAAAAB6E/O-oH49supFM/s1600-h/dscn0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546227578566882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1n82xZ-OI/AAAAAAAAB6E/O-oH49supFM/s400/dscn0769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A  children's social worker came to see what see could do. She brought Karley a Mickey Mouse and some stickers. We spent a lot of time putting round stcikers on Mickey Mouses tummy. Then when it was time for her to get stickers put on her tummy and have her heart monitored Karley sat still and did great.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1n8hN2vlI/AAAAAAAAB58/ANA1eHCuaDY/s1600-h/dscn0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546221792312914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1n8hN2vlI/AAAAAAAAB58/ANA1eHCuaDY/s400/dscn0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More stickers on Mickey Mouse. It was a good practice for us to see how Karley does hospitals. Karley has had an umbilical hernia since birth. If it has not healed by two and a half (September) then she will be scheduled for a sergical repair.


&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/8452906397191089300-7813559253258392082?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/7813559253258392082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=7813559253258392082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7813559253258392082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7813559253258392082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/06/karley-in-er.html' title='Karley in the ER'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1n9DSPS7I/AAAAAAAAB6M/1BSPgKQi8Vk/s72-c/dscn0770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-7020890644030059692</id><published>2009-06-20T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:10:07.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Conference</title><content type='html'>This year for youth conference our stake played
"the Game of Life." Here are a few pictures from that game. Youth conference was on the same weekend as my kids school carnival so I didn't get to participate in all of it but what I did go to was so much fun. Here are a few pictures of conference. I didn't take a single picture of my kidsa at the school carnival. I was incharge of the food for the carnival so I never stopped long enough to take a picture, but the carnival was sooo much fun. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAxNHKiI/AAAAAAAAB50/FTqWseO9Tj0/s1600-h/dscn0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349527603105966626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAxNHKiI/AAAAAAAAB50/FTqWseO9Tj0/s400/dscn0797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a few of the snack shops the kids could spend ther money on during the game of life. All of the food venues were named after member's of the stake presidency. There was also a Willie Wynder's chocolate shop. (Bill Wynder is our stake pres. )

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAizzjFI/AAAAAAAAB5s/5cqWG1GyLRc/s1600-h/dscn0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349527599241727058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAizzjFI/AAAAAAAAB5s/5cqWG1GyLRc/s400/dscn0793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The booths in the back all had carnival games in them and the weights were all used for weight lifting contest. You could get lots of money for winning.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAB0ydAI/AAAAAAAAB5k/FuNr0Zb-hZ0/s1600-h/dscn0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349527590387479554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAB0ydAI/AAAAAAAAB5k/FuNr0Zb-hZ0/s400/dscn0794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the temple that was built on the stage. Basicly most of the cultural hall was taken up by "worldly stuff while the classrooms had things like the mtc, church, etc. At the end of the game all the prizes, money and things that the kids had colleted were taken from then at "judgement day"and put in the trash. They were then handed passes and put into there kingdom according to how many of the "blessing cards" each kid had earned. It was such a reminder to me of how much the "worldly" stuff isn't going to matter in the end. All of the "stuff" that we collect isn't going with us into the next life.
I didn't get a chance to take pictures during the actually game just during the set up. I was in the church handing out blessing.

&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/8452906397191089300-7020890644030059692?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/7020890644030059692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=7020890644030059692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7020890644030059692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7020890644030059692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/06/youth-conference.html' title='Youth Conference'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1XAxNHKiI/AAAAAAAAB50/FTqWseO9Tj0/s72-c/dscn0797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-237996177886148746</id><published>2009-06-05T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:31:57.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin Party</title><content type='html'>My oldest brother and his family came to visit. Really my brother had a gaming convention here in So Cal. so the family came too and made a vacation out of it. We had so much fun spending time with them. Karley made friends with Derek and Blake and still talks about them giving her money (a nickel.)
While they were here we went to the Long Beach Aquarium. Karley particulary liked these fish because see could see Dori from the Disney move Nemo swimming in the tank. She couldn't seem to find a Nemo in the tank and decided he must be hiding. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1QDW4Df4I/AAAAAAAAB5c/muGw31PbqZw/s1600-h/dscn0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349519950996537218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1QDW4Df4I/AAAAAAAAB5c/muGw31PbqZw/s400/dscn0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1QC_XsaNI/AAAAAAAAB5U/PFva-Ml923s/s1600-h/dscn0853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349519944686790866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1QC_XsaNI/AAAAAAAAB5U/PFva-Ml923s/s400/dscn0853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the Aquarium there is a bird house. Derek was a great bird feeder,even when this bird finished all the nector and went after Derek's finger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1PLUShQRI/AAAAAAAAB5M/zsCXw4iYAn4/s1600-h/dscn0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349518988229558546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1PLUShQRI/AAAAAAAAB5M/zsCXw4iYAn4/s400/dscn0821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all these cute kids. I used to think Karley would get lonely with out a sibling her age. Then I added up all the cousins she had that are within two years of her and she has 9 kids to play with and most live within 30 minutes of our house. Now I don't feel so bad. Somehow cousins seen to be better then sibling. Yes Karley is sporting the no shirt thing. She thought she was one of the boys. So when she went diving into the water and got all wet she wanted her shirt off too just like the boys.

We went to the tide pools at the beach but I don't think the kids even made it over to the tide pools they all got stopped at this stream that lead to the ocen and never ventured any further.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1OuKcOb1I/AAAAAAAAB5E/jcP9xU__63I/s1600-h/dscn0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349518487369707346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1OuKcOb1I/AAAAAAAAB5E/jcP9xU__63I/s400/dscn0832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are most of the cousins that went to the beach with us. Jacob wouldn't be in the picture (he was mad) and Brandon and Katelyn aren't in it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Lt to Rt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mat (jumping) Drew, Karley(look's like she still thinks she is one of the boys) Caden, Derek and Blake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1Ot6d49hI/AAAAAAAAB48/78wM3adTo7M/s1600-h/dscn0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349518483081721362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1Ot6d49hI/AAAAAAAAB48/78wM3adTo7M/s400/dscn0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the boys decided to build a damb in the stream.  Even Colby got in on the building.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1Otlhsy-I/AAAAAAAAB40/jPek4_OI70o/s1600-h/dscn0813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349518477460556770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1Otlhsy-I/AAAAAAAAB40/jPek4_OI70o/s400/dscn0813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this pictures of Karley and Brandon, but it doesn't do justice to how cute it was to see these kids playing together.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SimuBFCdjRI/AAAAAAAAB4s/QGbzOYcte94/s1600-h/dscn0801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343993766407408914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SimuBFCdjRI/AAAAAAAAB4s/QGbzOYcte94/s400/dscn0801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley and Mat running to the beach.







&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/8452906397191089300-237996177886148746?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/237996177886148746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=237996177886148746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/237996177886148746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/237996177886148746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/06/cousin-party.html' title='Cousin Party'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sj1QDW4Df4I/AAAAAAAAB5c/muGw31PbqZw/s72-c/dscn0846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-8362230191632472676</id><published>2009-06-05T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:25:54.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More baseball!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, we are still in our baseball season. I can't wait til it's over. Don't get me wrong I love watching a little leauge game but this has been going on since The end of January. I have to say that both Jacob and Caden have done really well this season. They haven't played baseball since t-ball and both have had some great plays and and hard hits. Caden usually plays short stop and Jacob center field. Yet in the last few week both have tried pitching and have done very well. I didn't have my camera with me to get pictures of Jacob's pitching but here is one of Caden's.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Simk40xpWII/AAAAAAAAB4U/ZXhTMTrYO48/s1600-h/dscn0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343983728998307970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Simk40xpWII/AAAAAAAAB4U/ZXhTMTrYO48/s400/dscn0743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Caden's RANGER'S team
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Simk4it_K3I/AAAAAAAAB4M/Yaa1i_IYHaw/s1600-h/dscn0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343983724151122802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Simk4it_K3I/AAAAAAAAB4M/Yaa1i_IYHaw/s400/dscn0758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this was so cute of the team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This season Caden:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hit 6 home runs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one grand slam home run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made two double and one triple play &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played short stop, second baseman,center field and pitcher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had tons of RBI'S and was one great chanter while sitting in the dug out.
Jacob's regular season isn't over yet. When it is we'll post his stats.
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This is Jacob's 4th grade project he had to do a report on a Gold Rush Mining Town. We were going to make the mountai higher but as you can see the weight of the hill already started to bind the board.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4a0lGOjI/AAAAAAAAB3s/KHu3xXP7GiE/s1600-h/dscn0728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375704247941682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4a0lGOjI/AAAAAAAAB3s/KHu3xXP7GiE/s400/dscn0728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Karley keeps were self busy during scouts. She plays with all the babies that come.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4au0-aZI/AAAAAAAAB3k/ynr3GObz4S4/s1600-h/dscn0717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375702703925650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4au0-aZI/AAAAAAAAB3k/ynr3GObz4S4/s400/dscn0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few weeks ago was the rain gutter races. Caden decided to race Jacob's boat for him (since Jacob had a baseball game that night that only nine player were at so he couldn't leave.) I brought Jakes boat in thrid place. Way to go kid!!!


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4aa_uofI/AAAAAAAAB3c/WIK8F7fSf9s/s1600-h/dscn0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338375697380319730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4aa_uofI/AAAAAAAAB3c/WIK8F7fSf9s/s400/dscn0721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya, it took more then just a lot of hot air to get the boat to float just right. You can see Caden's boat start to tip here because he isn't blowing just right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scouts is almost over and while I am so excited to have the summer off I can't believe the year went by so fast.



&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/8452906397191089300-5001489907546519372?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5001489907546519372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5001489907546519372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5001489907546519372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5001489907546519372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/05/scouts.html' title='Scouts'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShW4bCi08NI/AAAAAAAAB30/iF6ee_b4fGg/s72-c/000_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4066298147605143352</id><published>2009-05-20T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:17:22.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy little thing called life!!!</title><content type='html'>Just after spring break our family went out to Indio CA (Palm Springs area.) We went to the Stagecoach festival. The stagecoach festival is a weekend long multi singer concert. Colby got some tickets from a friend so we took the family and had a great time. We combined our wanting to go camping trip along with it. I will admit I was a littl hesatant at first about combining the two activities. We found a great camp ground with a lake and pool and it made the trip wonderful. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkRLknplI/AAAAAAAAB3U/VkY9kgzpz5c/s1600-h/dscn0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338142442156172882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkRLknplI/AAAAAAAAB3U/VkY9kgzpz5c/s400/dscn0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley, Caden, Mom and Jake headed to the lake.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkQ5Fv5hI/AAAAAAAAB3M/dFL63J5Elpc/s1600-h/dscn0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338142437194851858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkQ5Fv5hI/AAAAAAAAB3M/dFL63J5Elpc/s400/dscn0678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for Brad Paisley's concert to start
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkQlHa8PI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PJykLYq8PpA/s1600-h/dscn0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338142431833157874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkQlHa8PI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PJykLYq8PpA/s400/dscn0662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang chillin at the festival.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQkJREW9I/AAAAAAAAB2s/JbxpNEWXLcs/s1600-h/dscn0698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338050408978078674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQkJREW9I/AAAAAAAAB2s/JbxpNEWXLcs/s400/dscn0698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging out in the tent. We had so much fun playing games and wrestling.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQjq9UhRI/AAAAAAAAB2c/msv48sk6eME/s1600-h/dscn0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338050400842188050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQjq9UhRI/AAAAAAAAB2c/msv48sk6eME/s400/dscn0647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, even at a loud, crouded concert a two year old needs her afternoon nap. I took Karley on a walk to find a less crouded and shady stage so that Karley could take a nap they just happened to have bails of hay to lay her on when she fell asleep.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQjo0HUSI/AAAAAAAAB2U/iJoMCO_OWIk/s1600-h/dscn0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338050400266703138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQjo0HUSI/AAAAAAAAB2U/iJoMCO_OWIk/s400/dscn0695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob, Karley and Caden rockn out to Reba MacIntyre. This happened to be one of the highlights of the concert for my boys. Believe it or not my boys love her.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQjRbjPmI/AAAAAAAAB2M/W2Ca1KsHNJM/s1600-h/100_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338050393989660258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShSQjRbjPmI/AAAAAAAAB2M/W2Ca1KsHNJM/s400/100_0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lake was great until Jacob and Caden noticed that there were several bees that were in the water almost dead. They decided to start a rescue mission and just as I took this picture Jacob got the first bee sting followed by Caden's bee sting only moments later. (I told them it would happen.) This was the low point of the trip. Besides this the trip was sooooo much fun!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR290jZd-I/AAAAAAAAB2E/VeFMnYqx6zQ/s1600-h/dscn0691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338022262792091618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR290jZd-I/AAAAAAAAB2E/VeFMnYqx6zQ/s400/dscn0691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More hangin out listening to country music.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR293i8eGI/AAAAAAAAB18/wuo5u2JM0es/s1600-h/dscn0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338022263595497570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR293i8eGI/AAAAAAAAB18/wuo5u2JM0es/s400/dscn0640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to sat my kids are so lucky I was about 17 or 18 before I went to my first concert. These guys got a whole weekend of fun and soooo many artist I can't even remember who was all there.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR29aRMnVI/AAAAAAAAB10/Zor_eCUiYmQ/s1600-h/000_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338022255736429906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR29aRMnVI/AAAAAAAAB10/Zor_eCUiYmQ/s400/000_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just thought this was so cute I had to put it in.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR29OOJY4I/AAAAAAAAB1s/HqHOek7jPzY/s1600-h/dscn0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338022252502410114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR29OOJY4I/AAAAAAAAB1s/HqHOek7jPzY/s400/dscn0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This had nothing to do with the festival but I thought it was a cute cousin picture so here it is.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR28kXYVPI/AAAAAAAAB1k/CV2N5jxotgo/s1600-h/dscn0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338022241266849010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShR28kXYVPI/AAAAAAAAB1k/CV2N5jxotgo/s400/dscn0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love that in this picture I have nephews from both sides of our family and they are having a great time together. Caden, Brock(Colby's brother's son) Drew (my brother's son)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-4066298147605143352?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4066298147605143352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4066298147605143352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4066298147605143352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4066298147605143352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-little-thing-called-life.html' title='Crazy little thing called life!!!'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/ShTkRLknplI/AAAAAAAAB3U/VkY9kgzpz5c/s72-c/dscn0701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-2600664942008686217</id><published>2009-05-01T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:28:51.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsuUv8jzAI/AAAAAAAAB0c/E6B1fZy0Imo/s1600-h/dscn0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905517925846018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsuUv8jzAI/AAAAAAAAB0c/E6B1fZy0Imo/s200/dscn0501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsuUem1juI/AAAAAAAAB0U/-TP-nZMiVzQ/s1600-h/dscn0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905513271332578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsuUem1juI/AAAAAAAAB0U/-TP-nZMiVzQ/s200/dscn0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Beach day with Cousins L TO R Devin, Dallin   the whole gang at the beach
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Swimming at grandma's pool

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Grandpa took the kids to the bishop's store house to teach
them about what happens there. (Everyone gathered in the freezer)
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqCMUR13I/AAAAAAAABzs/eEy0DjLEvLc/s1600-h/100_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330900801077499762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqCMUR13I/AAAAAAAABzs/eEy0DjLEvLc/s200/100_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqCXPThMI/AAAAAAAABz0/z2a8zXw1Dvs/s1600-h/100_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330900804009428162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqCXPThMI/AAAAAAAABz0/z2a8zXw1Dvs/s200/100_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob and Caden gathering eggs at the egg hunt.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqCAir7kI/AAAAAAAABzk/YaZ-T-AnFGQ/s1600-h/dscn0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330900797916704322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqCAir7kI/AAAAAAAABzk/YaZ-T-AnFGQ/s200/dscn0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqB9pJlHI/AAAAAAAABzc/VU4DMPpLPzU/s1600-h/dscn0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330900797138506866" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqB9pJlHI/AAAAAAAABzc/VU4DMPpLPzU/s200/dscn0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The priest/Laurels in our stake went to General Conference &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I got to go with them. They were such good kids during&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqBgXfnPI/AAAAAAAABzU/r32c4nJm2yo/s1600-h/dscn0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330900789279825138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsqBgXfnPI/AAAAAAAABzU/r32c4nJm2yo/s200/dscn0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;No, I would never tell the girls to go stand by the guy giving out free hugs so that I could take there picture. &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/8452906397191089300-2600664942008686217?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/2600664942008686217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=2600664942008686217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2600664942008686217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2600664942008686217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-of-spring-break.html' title='The Rest of Spring Break'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SfsuUv8jzAI/AAAAAAAAB0c/E6B1fZy0Imo/s72-c/dscn0501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-968173103255970264</id><published>2009-03-30T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:03:24.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break is here!</title><content type='html'>Our spring break has already started but has been so full of activities already.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTCL4yiMI/AAAAAAAABws/7c5mX3B_C4s/s1600-h/101_1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319123931917093058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTCL4yiMI/AAAAAAAABws/7c5mX3B_C4s/s400/101_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday was The start of the baseball season and so far the boys are loving it.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTBy55vAI/AAAAAAAABwk/AorQtVe-Ofc/s1600-h/dscn0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319123925210872834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTBy55vAI/AAAAAAAABwk/AorQtVe-Ofc/s400/dscn0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With five baseball games in a week Karley is getting a lot of swinging time at the park next to the baseball field.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTBo8TuDI/AAAAAAAABwc/0SRiaHM-Jas/s1600-h/dscn0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319123922536609842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTBo8TuDI/AAAAAAAABwc/0SRiaHM-Jas/s400/dscn0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Karley passes the time while her brothers are playing baseball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You know you have been watching too much baseball when a two year old is playing babies and tells them to " bringm in boys!!")
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTBTfjJRI/AAAAAAAABwU/vMs1BUt1VGw/s1600-h/dscn0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319123916778841362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTBTfjJRI/AAAAAAAABwU/vMs1BUt1VGw/s400/dscn0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday I took the kids to get there pictures taken. As a reward for "such a hard job"  and for good report cards, we went to chuck-e-cheese for lunch. I didn't think Karley was going to spend many of the tokens that we had, boy was I wrong! She rode Bob the Builder and Barney rides for at least fifteen minutes straight. She would even steal her brothers' tokens and quick put them into the machine before they could get them back.
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For Scout this week we had a bike rodeo pack meeting. The boys had a great time riding.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRBMYiiII/AAAAAAAABwE/F8hpGjPXynU/s1600-h/dscn0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319121715847137410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRBMYiiII/AAAAAAAABwE/F8hpGjPXynU/s400/dscn0401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Friday, since we had no baseball games we went to the LA Zoo. It was a beautiful day.
LT to RT: Grandma Fox, Mat, Karley, Siena, and Drew all looking at an alligator.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRAfAaBMI/AAAAAAAABv8/3uWMaPU4NdY/s1600-h/dscn0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319121703666320578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRAfAaBMI/AAAAAAAABv8/3uWMaPU4NdY/s400/dscn0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob, Caden and Caden's best friend Brian looking at the gariffe.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRAcbtvZI/AAAAAAAABv0/tXpumRJzEwU/s1600-h/dscn0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319121702975552914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRAcbtvZI/AAAAAAAABv0/tXpumRJzEwU/s400/dscn0438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lt to Rt Front row: Amy, Cody, Ryan and Mat Back row: Drew, Siena, Jacob, Caden, Brian and Karely

We had to get a picture of all the kids just as we were leaving the zoo!!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRAF5_LoI/AAAAAAAABvs/m6TwmRDGV9I/s1600-h/dscn0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319121696928509570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFRAF5_LoI/AAAAAAAABvs/m6TwmRDGV9I/s400/dscn0439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob and Caden are both on undefeated baseball teams and on Saturday they both faced there biggest compatition. Both did great! Jacob made a great slide in to up his teams score. If it weren't for the fact the pitcher didn't have the ball Jake would have been out.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFQ_0g6P7I/AAAAAAAABvk/EC6dD4UGB1g/s1600-h/dscn0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319121692259925938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFQ_0g6P7I/AAAAAAAABvk/EC6dD4UGB1g/s400/dscn0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden hit a homerun in this game. Way to go dude!!!! Both boys are still undefeated!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-968173103255970264?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/968173103255970264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=968173103255970264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/968173103255970264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/968173103255970264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-had-sprong.html' title='Spring Break is here!'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SdFTCL4yiMI/AAAAAAAABws/7c5mX3B_C4s/s72-c/101_1349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3428557245426163324</id><published>2009-03-15T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:42:17.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 years ago!!!!</title><content type='html'>It was eleven years ago this weekend that Colby and I got married. It has been the most wonderful eleven years. Yes, it has had its trials but it has had its share of good times too. I am so grateful that I married such a wonderful man who I love so much!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sb1x1fiStgI/AAAAAAAABuw/4CbhRJyUo9s/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313528299179390466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sb1x1fiStgI/AAAAAAAABuw/4CbhRJyUo9s/s400/scan0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sb1x0o8t8EI/AAAAAAAABuo/YFwhHSeAcgY/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313528284526276674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sb1x0o8t8EI/AAAAAAAABuo/YFwhHSeAcgY/s400/scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At my bridal shower we played a game where Colby had to answer questions (before the shower) and I had to guess what his answers were. Here are a few of the questions and his answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colby's Quiz Of True Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 When did you first meet Wendy and where? Raintree apartments (Provo Ut) April 1997&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2Would you describe your first kiss as Tutti-Frutti...Rocky Road...or Vanilla? Rocky Road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3What was your most romantic date? KFC (whatever- maybe for him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4Why do you love Wendy? She is all I ever wanted..... she is a good cook....and she drives good.(I didn't know my driving was the thing that got him hooked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 What were Wendy's words when you proposed? "she didn't say nothing she just help her mouth open."

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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrV_ipL7kI/AAAAAAAABuQ/ZV25teVIg9s/s1600-h/100_1243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312793998044950082" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrV_ipL7kI/AAAAAAAABuQ/ZV25teVIg9s/s200/100_1243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrV_EMVBEI/AAAAAAAABuI/XY8zYzEi7U0/s1600-h/100_1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312793989870847042" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrV_EMVBEI/AAAAAAAABuI/XY8zYzEi7U0/s200/100_1259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few pictures during the last
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrV_D8A5YI/AAAAAAAABuA/0HXtVDheA6k/s1600-h/100_1282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312793989802419586" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrV_D8A5YI/AAAAAAAABuA/0HXtVDheA6k/s200/100_1282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrTNI5rKYI/AAAAAAAABt4/lfWLKNbTp4A/s1600-h/100_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312790933118069122" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrTNI5rKYI/AAAAAAAABt4/lfWLKNbTp4A/s200/100_1347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; two years. What a bald beauty.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sbqz6fuuqKI/AAAAAAAABp4/8nqny_FY_4Y/s1600-h/103_1298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312756527968200866" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sbqz6fuuqKI/AAAAAAAABp4/8nqny_FY_4Y/s200/103_1298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312756514911897026" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/Sbqz5vF3RcI/AAAAAAAABpw/WnyDLcMK0ww/s200/000_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for all the memories Karley we love having you in our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-3777787805879413342?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/3777787805879413342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=3777787805879413342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3777787805879413342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3777787805879413342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/03/karley-had-birthday.html' title='Karley Had A Birthday'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SbrWAKVUN-I/AAAAAAAABug/xqexgaWMHFc/s72-c/100_1225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-7590279614505474129</id><published>2009-02-27T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:04:16.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This weeks fun</title><content type='html'>Monday Jacob turned in his science fair project. Tuesday I went on a field trip with Caden's class to a planetarium. Thursday was the pinewood derby at cub scouts. What a fun week.

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The science guy showing what happens to things in space with very cold temperatures.
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Caden got the  3rd place trophy and Jacob got the best spotsmanship. Jacob and Cade facing off for 3rd and 4th place. They were good sports about having to compete against each other. Way to go boys.
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These are the stands we made at scouts for the cars. All the boys before the race!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-7590279614505474129?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/7590279614505474129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=7590279614505474129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7590279614505474129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7590279614505474129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-weeks-fun.html' title='This weeks fun'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SahZZx1mmnI/AAAAAAAABpQ/iqGdJ6x32KE/s72-c/DSCN0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6933765276277903978</id><published>2009-02-22T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:08:25.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Science Fair Fun</title><content type='html'>Do you like how I let Karley help with the cleaning up of the science fair soda project.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SaJK20R24CI/AAAAAAAABng/AxFtN3E0-00/s1600-h/101_1291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305885616602800162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SaJK20R24CI/AAAAAAAABng/AxFtN3E0-00/s400/101_1291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to do a few more soda geyers to determine our winner but with all the rain that we have been having I thought we would never finish. On Saturday we got it done. To our surprise Diet A&amp;amp;W root beer was our winner. Diet coke and Pepsi were second and third. I am so glad the project it all over. Now we just have to take the project to school tomarrow and set it up. Woo hoo!
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Top to Bottom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Young men dancing it up, Josh Kirby and Shawn,
Laurel's shaking their thing, all who performed that evening,
Kirby and Shawn's break dancing, Megan's raping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Young mens presidency's chicken fat dance, Jazz hands from the priest's,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bishoprics YMCA, Kendall and Mckenna's tap number,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alyssa's hip shaking polynesian dance, Our three judges and the parents who came to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get any pictures of the cute beehive snake charmer hand dance or the young women's presidency's I'm to sexy pj dance and we had one number were a few of the member's got sick,but all in all we had several great dance number and some VERY FUN ones too. &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/8452906397191089300-6341954872541709170?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6341954872541709170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6341954872541709170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6341954872541709170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6341954872541709170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='So You Think You Can Dance?'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SaJArp60M_I/AAAAAAAABmo/OkUjib3Q0fs/s72-c/DSCN0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5658563238689214854</id><published>2009-02-15T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:32:06.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Have To Learn The Hard Way?!?</title><content type='html'>A week ago Tuesday we had a family get together. I had an uncle and aunt visiting from Colorado and it was my niece's birthday so we all got together. Before dinner all the kids played with bubbles in the backyard.  Jacob was feeling fine.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi6TEcMxcI/AAAAAAAABlA/wsfE7kGcGvA/s1600-h/DSCN0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303193398001059266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi6TEcMxcI/AAAAAAAABlA/wsfE7kGcGvA/s400/DSCN0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we started eating we started to talk about how Jake choked and had to have the hymlick about a year earlier. Just then Jacob ran into the house and started throwing up in the bathroom. Jacob isn't the best thrower upper, it's more like spitting up. So I was a little annoyed with him. (I know what a horrible mother.) He didn't eat anything else that night but continued to play just not at his normal vitality.  The next morning he told me he didn't feel good, his stomach really hurt, and he didn't think he should go to school because he would throw up whenever he ate. Well I made him drink some juice and sent him to school. (Yes, once again horrible.) I honestly thought he was trying to get attention or get out of going to school. Well as I was leaving the gym the health clerk at school called to tell me Jake was in the office. She had taken his temp. and he didn't have a fever. While we were on the phone she asked what he had had for breakfast. She decided he must just be hungry since he hadn't eaten anything. She gave him an apple and sent him back to class. By the time I got home from the gym and had jumped into the shower I had missed the call back from the nurse that Jake had tried to eat the apple and had run out of the classroom to throw it up. Needless to say I went and picked him up from school. By the time I got him home he was starting to feel weak and was a little pale.  So at that point I started taking him seriously. (I know how stupid I am.) I called the doctor's office and talked to a nurse. After ruling our food poisoning and the flu she decided he needed to be seen by a doctor but our pediatrion was not avaiable. She found another doctor at a different office that could she him later that day. I took him to the appointment by this time he is throwing up almost nonstop and was really getting weak and pale.  Well the doctor comes in to see him and tells me it is the flu-its going around. (I know I have been dumb in the last several hours but I know this isn't the flu) She perscribes some medicine to help him stop thowing up. Annoyed that the doctor doesn't believe me Jake and I start to leave. We only make it back out to the waiting room before Jake can't walk anymore and had to lay down on the couch. Another nurse came out to get her patient and see Jake and comes to ask if we have been seen because she will take us in right now and get a doctor if we need it. That is how bad Jake looks at this point-AS WHITE AS A GHOST, VERY WEAK ,BUT NO BLUE LIPS AND STILL BREATHING. Long story short we get the medicine he "needs" and start walking to the car. Jacob is still throwing up all the while. We get back in the car. I handed the bowl to Jake and went to get into my side of the car so I could drive home. Jacob started vomiting this time with a lot of force and before we made it out of the parking lot finally throw up the meat into the bowl.  Yes it took me 25 hour to figure out that I should have just done the hymlic and gotten the stuck food out myself. Sorry Jake. At least I was in good company 2 doctors -the ped,. and my uncle a retired doctor, a fireman -(my brother) and two law enforcemen officers -Colby and another brother all didn't notice that he was choking for real.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi1TvJ3InI/AAAAAAAABk4/roKOJRl_hM4/s1600-h/DSCN0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303187911908729458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi1TvJ3InI/AAAAAAAABk4/roKOJRl_hM4/s400/DSCN0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is what the rest of us were doing as Jake is choking in the bathroom. Siena blowing out the candles (with a little help from cousin Mat)


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi1TIjVVRI/AAAAAAAABkw/hbtQjcdjs8U/s1600-h/DSCN0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303187901546583314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi1TIjVVRI/AAAAAAAABkw/hbtQjcdjs8U/s400/DSCN0163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin Drew showing Siena how her dress ups work.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi1TIBlz8I/AAAAAAAABko/TCuU67gP_vM/s1600-h/DSCN0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303187901405056962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi1TIBlz8I/AAAAAAAABko/TCuU67gP_vM/s400/DSCN0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siena opening up gifts. I know there's some red eye but you can still get the picture of how excited we were to open the presents.




&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/8452906397191089300-5658563238689214854?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5658563238689214854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5658563238689214854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5658563238689214854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5658563238689214854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-i-have-to-learn-hard-way.html' title='Why Do I Have To Learn The Hard Way?!?'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SZi6TEcMxcI/AAAAAAAABlA/wsfE7kGcGvA/s72-c/DSCN0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5202957564088547422</id><published>2009-01-31T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:40:44.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Scientist + Soda + Candy=FUN</title><content type='html'>This afternoon Jacob invited some friends over to help him do the experiment part of his science fair project. We tried to find rain ponchos for the boys to wear but after hitting three different stores and having no luck finding any we resorted to wearing trash bags. Yes they were greatly needed. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNKN8qdQI/AAAAAAAABjY/wTxeLMONh88/s1600-h/dscn0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297725374609388802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNKN8qdQI/AAAAAAAABjY/wTxeLMONh88/s400/dscn0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danny, Jacob, Nikketh, and Caden posing before the soda geyser's party.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNJo3PaRI/AAAAAAAABjI/qZ9v4rrCSoM/s1600-h/dscn0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297725364654532882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNJo3PaRI/AAAAAAAABjI/qZ9v4rrCSoM/s400/dscn0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First you get a bottle and the candies all loaded up in the tube. Then you slide all the candies as fast as you can down in the bottle and watch the geyser go.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNI2aV5kI/AAAAAAAABjA/oM_ptDaVRnw/s1600-h/dscn0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297725351111550530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNI2aV5kI/AAAAAAAABjA/oM_ptDaVRnw/s400/dscn0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of our early soda launches and we hadden't perfected our geyser skills.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNIr_criI/AAAAAAAABi4/cuHUlN6ZzOk/s1600-h/dscn0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297725348314394146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVNIr_criI/AAAAAAAABi4/cuHUlN6ZzOk/s400/dscn0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This doesn't look very exciting but since I got this shot at the end of the soda fountain you can't see how high it was. Take a look at the bottle on the table and notice that it isn't very full. That because all the soda erupted out.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVLkt7ko5I/AAAAAAAABiw/_avLIir2uZw/s1600-h/dscn0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297723630848091026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYVLkt7ko5I/AAAAAAAABiw/_avLIir2uZw/s400/dscn0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of our successful lanches. We had some that went even higher then this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over all the boys had a great time but were a &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; sticky mess when we were done.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYUivOFb4hI/AAAAAAAABh4/ssF5DKLMV2U/s1600-h/dscn0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297678731301347858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYUivOFb4hI/AAAAAAAABh4/ssF5DKLMV2U/s320/dscn0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob was in the last row and when Karley finally spotted him from the audience they both broke out in large smiles. I thought it was cute. 


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYUiuwLRGwI/AAAAAAAABhw/7n_o6nRZNWo/s1600-h/dscn0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297678723272743682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SYUiuwLRGwI/AAAAAAAABhw/7n_o6nRZNWo/s320/dscn0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of the Fourth graders playing their recorders.



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I just thought I would put this on. This is Siena and Karley at Grandma Fox's house for their new years cousin party. The kids had a great time. Thanks mom and dad.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what the roads looked like in Utah,  it was freezing!
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We went to Red Rock Canyon with Jacenta and her kids. It was a fun day!

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Devin, Jacob, Caden, Brock, Austin, and Jenavive decided to go hiking!


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Karley and Natalia decided to do a little hiking of their own!



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Colby taught the cousins how to climb steep mountain walls! Rule # 1. Never try to sit up while climbing (Karley obviously ignored this part of the instruction)!


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While in Las Vegas we went to the Mack King Comedy and Magic Show. During the show Mack King said that he wanted a couple of kids to come on the stage with him. Everybody pointed to Jacob and Caden. When Mack King approached our table to invite Caden and Jacob to the stage, they both  hid under our table. It did not work and they both went on the stage!


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Jacob, Caden, and Karley spent hours in this game room at the Wyndom resort playing video games!


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This is Grandma Ruth and Grandpa Max Weaver at their 70th Wedding Anniversery in Orem Utah.


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Caden, ice skating in Park City Utah!

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Jacob wanted Colby to go ice skating but he said he had a hurt shoulder! The real reason, it was 12 degrees outside and he did not want to get shown up!




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Jacob and Caden practicing for the 2020 Olympics!





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Karley wanted to ice-skate also!



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After a few hours of performing ice-skating tricks she wanted to rest up inside!


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Colby took us to the Davis County Cemetary in Kaysville Utah. He showed us where our relatives are buried. The Grave-sites included the Weavers who immigrated from England and all those who passed away a couple of generations later! Colby served part of his mission in Kaysville four-teen years ago. The apartment in which he stayed at was only a mile away from the cemetary!




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We then went to Layton, Utah, and visited with  Harris Adams. He was Colby's land-lord when he served part of his Mission in Layton,  in the summer of 1994. Harris still remembered Colby after all these years! Colby's Grand-father, Max Weaver, grew up in Layton. Harris Adams and Max Weaver were neighbors.
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This was colby's apartment in layton Utah  ( 2000 Antelope Drive) . Harris Adams house was just to the right of it. Colby's grandfather Max said that he used to visit friends at this house when he was a kid in the 1920's.  Colby's Great Uncle Donald Weaver lives just down the street from Colby's apartment. Colby said that Donald and his wife Gene always had him over for dinner while he was there.
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Jacob and Caden over looking the Saltlake temple!

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This is in the lobby of the Joseph Smith building in Salt Lake City.



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Our Family over-looking the temple!


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This is At the Darrel Mangum home inLas Vegas Nevada. Can you believe all that snow!




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More of Uncle Darrel's home in Vegas!



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Snow in the mojave desert! We were lucky to get home because for a couple of days all the passes going to Caifornia were closed!





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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-2171347958287318794?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/2171347958287318794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=2171347958287318794' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2171347958287318794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2171347958287318794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/12/resent-vacation.html' title='Resent Vacation'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SVG7x7KfRNI/AAAAAAAABfg/kbYCzhPiM-U/s72-c/100_1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6425952161470652540</id><published>2008-12-03T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:35:22.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>superposting</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know I haven't posted in quite a while. I thought that after November 4th everything would calm down but life is still busy. I was released as the Primary choristor and called to be the First Councelor in the Young Womens. I still am the bear cub scout den mother as well.  So between those two calling, helping out at school and soccer practices life is crazy. (Just the way it should be!!! HAHA)  November has passed by so I thought I would give a highlight of the month. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STcEpEBmpbI/AAAAAAAABJk/oqTGz7A3NCM/s1600-h/100_0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275690591989441970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STcEpEBmpbI/AAAAAAAABJk/oqTGz7A3NCM/s400/100_0756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob's 4th Grade class recently went on a field trip to  Newport Beach's Back Bay. It was a fun field trip the kids got to birs watch, learn about Native American artifacts, and the bay's ecosystem.  As the children would cross the main street (picture above) they had to march.

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Thanksgiving Week was spent with the Weaver family. The night before Thanksgiving my neices had a slumber party at my house. In the morning I had to make some jello salads. While I was cooking they were making up dances to Grandma got run over by a raindeer. (I remember those days of getting together with cousins and making up dances and then performing them at a talent show.) Karley watched the girls dance a even joined in a few times. Then my neices asked if I had anything they could make costumes out of. I told them I had some old dance costumes in my garage. They fit the girls great. The funniest part was that Karley wanted to know where her "pretties" were. I got out here Halloween costume so she could join in.  Well after the jello was set we headed over to my in-laws house where all the girls performed. After the girls did a dance the boys wanted to copy Karley's bounce up and down dance so they took the girl's costumes and did their own dance. It was pretty funny.
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My nephew Andrew turned 4 this month so my family went to the Long Beach Aquarium. I thought my boys were going to get board but they had a great time showing the littler ones all around the aquarium. (Both my boys have been there on school field trips so they thought they knew everything about the place.)



&lt;div&gt;Long Beach Aquarium-- Drews 4th Birthday Party!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STb8fb680wI/AAAAAAAABIc/y5shDrezPCw/s1600-h/100_0667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275681630512272130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STb8fb680wI/AAAAAAAABIc/y5shDrezPCw/s400/100_0667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob and Drew looking at a seal swimming under water. We were in a glass tunnel so you could watch and see how the seals swim.

After touching the sharks and rays the kids went into the bird area and got to feed the birds some nector. We didn't get any pictures of Jacob feeding the birds because the bird Jacob tried to feed grabbed the cup, drank the nector-while still holding the cup and then tossed the cup on the ground. I wish I had gotten a video clip of it but I didn't.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STb72kL49ZI/AAAAAAAABIE/IF3NTVBGs5c/s1600-h/IMG_2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275680928356169106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STb72kL49ZI/AAAAAAAABIE/IF3NTVBGs5c/s400/IMG_2700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley and Siena looking at the fish. I deleted the pictures of the aquarium from my camera by accident while I was on the field trip with Jacob's class. So I used Staci's pictures. I had a cute one of all the kids in front of this awsome tank but it is gone now!! So this will have to do.
Sorry no pictures of the rest of the kids at the aquarium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that I havn't been keeping up with blogging, but I still read your bloggs every week. Thanks for sharing all the happenings of your life with me. I love keeping in touch with family and friends even if it is mostly through blogging.












&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-6425952161470652540?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6425952161470652540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6425952161470652540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6425952161470652540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6425952161470652540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/12/superposting.html' title='superposting'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/STcEpEBmpbI/AAAAAAAABJk/oqTGz7A3NCM/s72-c/100_0756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1821595159903145620</id><published>2008-11-09T18:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:13:20.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>Since Halloween Karley has wanted to wear this duck towel everyday. I don't know if it's the "dressing up" of Halloween or our new love of animals that has sparked this costume choice. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRezYmkRA5I/AAAAAAAABHk/IsKCZDcc_ww/s1600-h/100_0664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266875524483974034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRezYmkRA5I/AAAAAAAABHk/IsKCZDcc_ww/s400/100_0664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Our Ward Trunk-or Treat party was on Nov. 1st the day after Halloween so between grandma party, regular Halloween and a party the next night we had LOTS of "treating." At our ward party the kids got to play games in different rooms in the building. One of the games was to toss a ball into a cup and win a goldfish. So we now own 2 Goldfish. That was all I could handle. I don't do pets. I have a hard enough time cleaning up after three kids I don't need to add to the work load. I did agree however to give the goldfish a try and can I tell you we have unleashed a monster. Not from Jacob or Caden who so far take good care of their fish. (I am sure the novelty will wear off soon.) Karley I have recently discovered has a animal oppsession. The girl is crazy about animals. Just this week our family went out to eat at Claimjumper. The night was going well until Karley discovered that hanging on the wall were two animal heads. One moose and one deer. As soon as she saw them she wanted to "touch it." Until this point I have to say that she has never thrown a tantrumn but that night all _ _ _ _broke loose and the worst tantrum I have seen was unleashed. Needless to say we left the resturant without finishing our meal. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRekQv6c0oI/AAAAAAAABHM/YgsHvcO0Luw/s1600-h/100_0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858896879571586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRekQv6c0oI/AAAAAAAABHM/YgsHvcO0Luw/s400/100_0651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is it with boys and Video games.



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRekQa7ZetI/AAAAAAAABHE/Q7bKAbek71c/s1600-h/100_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858891246402258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRekQa7ZetI/AAAAAAAABHE/Q7bKAbek71c/s400/100_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karely our little tap dancer. After three Halloween parties she know exactly what to do for trick-or treating.




&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRekPyDTN1I/AAAAAAAABG8/dCy2HUOOZ4k/s1600-h/000_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266858880273692498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SRekPyDTN1I/AAAAAAAABG8/dCy2HUOOZ4k/s400/000_0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob, Mat, Karley,Caden and Drew before Trick-or-treating. Johanna and I took the kids around the neighborhood while Paul and Colby stayed at the house to scare the kids. Mat and Karley didn't last long but Jake, Drew and Caden walked until Drew couldn't walk any more and had to be carried the rest of the way home. (One whole house.)





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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQeqWisb0eI/AAAAAAAABFs/U7ZzR4oy55g/s1600-h/100_0629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262361993852735970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQeqWisb0eI/AAAAAAAABFs/U7ZzR4oy55g/s400/100_0629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute kids on the grass infront of the church.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQeqWJcmiTI/AAAAAAAABFk/QQPyKRbDToM/s1600-h/100_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262361987075442994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQeqWJcmiTI/AAAAAAAABFk/QQPyKRbDToM/s400/100_0626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley and Drew waiting to go in. We got there early because grandpa had some computers that had been donated that needed to be hooked up in the family research room. So keeping the kids out of the set up proved to be a little challenging.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQeqVgMALQI/AAAAAAAABFc/l0b6eh_8rk4/s1600-h/100_0641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262361975999966466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQeqVgMALQI/AAAAAAAABFc/l0b6eh_8rk4/s400/100_0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This had nothing to do with the Halloween party but I thought it was funny. Caden decided to dress his sister up (since she likes to play dress up) but he made her a tomboy.



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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQUnKxNKAaI/AAAAAAAABE8/-4IrjEkR21c/s1600-h/DSC00432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261654805612986786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQUnKxNKAaI/AAAAAAAABE8/-4IrjEkR21c/s320/DSC00432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deanna with Derek and Blake (Brents Boys)
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQUnKa_VGZI/AAAAAAAABEc/55VmYHhhH_k/s1600-h/DSC00419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261654799649413522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQUnKa_VGZI/AAAAAAAABEc/55VmYHhhH_k/s320/DSC00419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nathan with Drew, Derek, Blake, Caden and Jake with Siena petting the dog.




&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/8452906397191089300-1094588264925505494?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1094588264925505494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1094588264925505494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1094588264925505494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1094588264925505494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-family-weekend-photos.html' title='More Family Weekend Photos'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQUnKxNKAaI/AAAAAAAABE8/-4IrjEkR21c/s72-c/DSC00432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-166195241446023124</id><published>2008-10-24T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:16:08.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox Family Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend my oldest brother and his family came down from Utah. It had been soo long since we had all been together. It was good for my kids to get to know there cousins and have fun together. They went to LEGO land on Thurdsday. Disneyland on Friday. Jacob and Caden soccer game and the beach on Saturday and church and the park on Sunday. With All that fun the only thing I took pictures of was the beach party. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbRl2J_UI/AAAAAAAABEU/2z_7JjLLy3Y/s1600-h/100_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260797303753145666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbRl2J_UI/AAAAAAAABEU/2z_7JjLLy3Y/s320/100_0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the kids jumping off the jettie wall at corona del mar. Lt to RT Mat, Jake,Blake,Derek, Caden in the air covering up DrewWith Karley on the sand tring to figure out how to get in on the action.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbRewvhvI/AAAAAAAABEM/60U0K_7mn9k/s1600-h/100_0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260797301851391730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbRewvhvI/AAAAAAAABEM/60U0K_7mn9k/s320/100_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry you are going to have to turn your head. Katelyn on the beach.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbQzQZnlI/AAAAAAAABEE/Cx20-DE05Rk/s1600-h/100_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260797290173013586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbQzQZnlI/AAAAAAAABEE/Cx20-DE05Rk/s320/100_0602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe that in mid October these crazy boys went into the ocean. It was soooo cold but it never seemed to bother them.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbQtLNypI/AAAAAAAABD8/Z0vWP_nPwgs/s1600-h/100_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260797288540654226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbQtLNypI/AAAAAAAABD8/Z0vWP_nPwgs/s320/100_0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; near to far Drew Derek and Caden playing in the water



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbP3wbJVI/AAAAAAAABD0/PrQhslQUia0/s1600-h/100_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260797274201204050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbP3wbJVI/AAAAAAAABD0/PrQhslQUia0/s320/100_0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What cute kids playing on the beach.

If you want to see more of the fun weekend check out brent and Amy or Staci and Randy's blogs.


&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/8452906397191089300-166195241446023124?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/166195241446023124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=166195241446023124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/166195241446023124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/166195241446023124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/10/fox-family-weekend.html' title='Fox Family Weekend'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SQIbRl2J_UI/AAAAAAAABEU/2z_7JjLLy3Y/s72-c/100_0592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3930560826799062081</id><published>2008-10-16T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:55:17.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I haven't been "blogging"</title><content type='html'>As you are probably well aware our family has been very involved with prop 8 and it has consumed much of our time. I just have to say that we are recently seeing the fruits of our labor and it has been incouraging.

    Last week the polls started to show that for the first time since the polling begin on  prop 8  yes votes out numbered no's 47% to 43% with 10% still undecided. I know we still have a long way to go and it will all be uphill but it will be worth the fight. I wish I had time to write all the stories and inspirational thoughts that I have had  since I have been involved. Stories about knocking on doors. Stories about lesbians making out just to see what I would do. Stories about the one less yes vote because "he is no longer with us." Stories about sign experiments- Colby wanting to know how long it would take before someone would try to steal a yes on 8 sign. (About 2 hrs.)   I have lots that I could tell you but more then anything I must say that I am so glad to have been a part of such a noble fight. A fight that has drawn me closer to my savior and with the people around me. I fight that has helped me to feel &lt;strong&gt;so many&lt;/strong&gt; whispering of the spirit. A fight that has shown me how amazingly noble and brave the young adults and youth of our church are. I can't even begin to tell you how this proposition has changed my life. I can't even finish this without crying and having chills run up my arms. I am just so grateful for our Heavenly Father's Plan of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.


Since so many of you have read the comment made by Patrick I thought I should share with you the email I sent as a response.  (For those of you who are wondering no I do not know who he is.)

Dear Patrick,
    Thanks you for your comments and feelings on Prop 8. As you can tell I have not deleted your comments off my blog and welcome discussions on the matter. I do however think your use of the word tolerance is very one sided. Professor of Law, Richard Peterson, who appeared in the first commercial about the legal aspects of prop 8 has since received death threats and his school has received threats of law suits for hate-crimes and discrimination. That doesn't sound like a tolerant attitude  from those who appose his political views and want tolerance themselves. There is a big difference between the words tolerance and acceptance. I can "tolerate" same-sex unions but I don't have to except limitations to my rights to prove that.
4 judges should not be able to over rule the 61% vote in favor of protecting the traditional definition of marriage. I have rights too, and without Prop 8 my rights and many others rights will be taken away. Prop 8 does not however take &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; away from homosexuals except the right for their "union" to be called a marriage. Their benefits and their ability to have a union are not at stake. However my rights as a parent to decide when and how my children learn about same-sex relationships and how religions address the topic of same-sex marriage is in jeopardy.
    After Massachusetts the only other state in The United States of America (When I wrote this two weeks ago) legalized same-sex marriages children were taught in schools in grades as young as kindergarten about this type of marriage.  Parents got upset that they were not notified about this type of teaching before hand and were not given the option to withdraw from these lessons. They were told that because same-sex marriages were recognized by the state there was no need to give parents notification that the topic was going to be discussed and that parents did not have the right to withdraw their children from discussions or activities of this nature. Parents took these cases to the state's supreme court and lost (see Fred A. Parker v. Toni J. Williams). (On Oct 6th The United States Supreme court sent out a meno saying they would not hear the case therefore the lower courts decision is now final.) Why should my right as a parent to teach my children about this issue at a time and place I see appropriate be taken away completely. Wasn't this country founded on the idea of religious freedom?  Since this letter a California school second grade class went on a fiels trip to the San Fransisco court house to watch there teacher marry her partner. The children are making a video for their teacher about love and what it means to marry.
    Further, as stated above, religious organizations will be forced to change their beliefs or be sued for discrimination. For example:  A preacher in Canada (a country that has legalized same-sex marriages) was found guilty of a hate-crime because he told his congregation that same-sex marriages were not of God. In this country we separate Church and State and having a  judge tell a church that unless they change their beliefs they will be found guilty of discrimination far over steps their jurisdiction. Tell me that if you were being force to change your beliefs you would not be outraged? Case two: In Santa Barbara their are two cases pending in court right now because a preacher from a church that did not believe in same sex-marriages would not perform their marriages in his church. Why should he have to change his religious beliefs for them. They certainly are not "tolerating" him.  Additionally, church's that do not recognize same sex marriages may lose their tax benefits. This means that much of the needed money to run a church will be paid in taxes, forcing many churches to close their doors. This is not a good future for America, religious and non religious alike, as so many churches provide vital social programs.
  There are consequences of the 4 judges actions. Under their idea that  "traditional marriage" is discriminating against other forms of unions leaves the door wide open for other  groups to follow suite. If we can no longer "discriminate " then why can't we have multiple marriage partners, incestuous relations, relations with older individuals and children .  Shouldn't our "nondiscriminating" nature include all forms for relationships. It's a slippery slope. Do you see were our "tolerance" could take us. If the implications of redefining marriage were not such a huge risk to the &lt;strong&gt;rights of all Americans&lt;/strong&gt; don't you think that even just one of the four political candidates running for office would be in favor of it. Yet all four Obama, Bidin, McCain and Palin are against the idea.

Wendy Weaver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-3930560826799062081?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/3930560826799062081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=3930560826799062081' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3930560826799062081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3930560826799062081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title='Why I haven&apos;t been &quot;blogging&quot;'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5190007976030827043</id><published>2008-09-29T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:33:58.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Prop 8</title><content type='html'>We went to a rally for prop 8 and Dana Robucker a US Congressman was there to lend his support and give words of encouragement. It's nice to know there are people who are willing to stand up for morals and values. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SOG4Y_X3TwI/AAAAAAAABAM/WdMwhT1I_pc/s1600-h/Prop8MA20186569-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251681379958607618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SOG4Y_X3TwI/AAAAAAAABAM/WdMwhT1I_pc/s400/Prop8MA20186569-0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colby Weaver, Dana Robucker, Kurt Weaver
&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/8452906397191089300-5190007976030827043?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5190007976030827043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5190007976030827043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5190007976030827043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5190007976030827043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-prop-8.html' title='More Prop 8'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SOG4Y_X3TwI/AAAAAAAABAM/WdMwhT1I_pc/s72-c/Prop8MA20186569-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-8893123960428061866</id><published>2008-09-25T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:26:04.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karley's  18mths</title><content type='html'>Karley had her 18mth appointment this week. I had my camera so I thought I would take a picture. Karely is doing well. She is talking so much so there is no longer a concern about the fluid that was in her ears affecting her hearing and speech. Yeah!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SNxgBSlX3gI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Df3FK2-meCI/s1600-h/100_0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176840891883010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SNxgBSlX3gI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Df3FK2-meCI/s400/100_0589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This ws the huttle at Jacob and Caden's last soccer game. I always get so into the game that I forget to take pictures.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SNxgBiFMrEI/AAAAAAAAA8s/r_puhBg2VtE/s1600-h/100_0587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176845051898946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SNxgBiFMrEI/AAAAAAAAA8s/r_puhBg2VtE/s400/100_0587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8452906397191089300-8893123960428061866?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/8893123960428061866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=8893123960428061866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/8893123960428061866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/8893123960428061866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/09/karleys-18mths.html' title='Karley&apos;s  18mths'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SNxgBSlX3gI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Df3FK2-meCI/s72-c/100_0589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4994597129694788428</id><published>2008-09-18T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:03:01.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prop 8</title><content type='html'>If you haven't noticed I use this blog for photos and updates as to what our family has been doing I don't use it as a soap box of ranting, but today I feel differently. Lately our family (okay Colby, Wendy and Karley) have been going house to house getting people aware of a proposition (prop 8) that will be on the ballet in California this November. I believe that 6 other states have similar propositions on their ballets as well.

I can say in over a hundred people I have talked to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very few&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;/ almost none knew about prop 8 at all. I can only wonder how on earth we are going to get it passed if no one knows that the proposition is on the ballet in the first place.



You might be asking yourself why would it matter if prop 8 doesn't pass. Since same-sex marriage in California is already legal and the state doesn't seem to be falling down around us. It doesn't affect me right?



WRONG!!! Let me tell you why I feel so strongly for prop 8 that I am willing to go knock on people doors to make them aware of it. Trust me when I say that at it was not easy the first few times I talked to people. I wanted to find excuses to get out of going. I tried to tell myself that I had donated my money to protectmarriage.com and that should be good enough. Then I found out that protectmarriage.com predicted that the the funds &lt;strong&gt;for &lt;/strong&gt;prop 8 would be only be about half of what those against prop 8 would donate. Those against have big corperations such as Target, Mc Donald, movie stars and the California Teachers Union on their side. Those for prop 8 mainly have religious organizations. Protectmarriage knows that we will not win by plubicity alone. We don't have enough funds to out pulbicize the opposition. So I came to the conclusion that I needed to give more then just my money I needed to give my time and myself to help prop 8 pass.



Reasons why I am for prop 8:



&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; Prop 8 &lt;strong&gt;does not&lt;/strong&gt; take away any right for same-sex couples that they didn't already have except the right to call their union a marriage. It doesn't change their benefits or next of ken etc. Infact same-sex marriage takes away the rights of heterosexual couples. In California the terms bride and Groom are no longer politially correct. I couple was denied a marriage certificate because they used the words bride and groom on the application instead of party A and Party B. When they refused to use A and B they were denied the certificate. The case is in court now. It seems that my right to be called a bride and my husband my groom is being taken away. Here is an article from a paper about the case. At a rally for prop 8 I also talked with the lawyer defending the couple in this case.





Gender-neutral license violates rights, claims Roseville couple By Nathan Donato-Weinstein The Press-Tribune
CourtesyRachel and Gideon Codding in their engagement photo.Gideon and Rachel Codding say they weren't looking to start a big political row when they made a snap decision at the county clerk's office: writing in "bride" and "groom" on the state's new gender-neutral marriage certificate. Party A and Party B – the new terms printed on the form after the California Supreme Court effectively legalized same-sex marriage earlier this year – just weren't quite the same, they felt, as the "bride" and "groom" that previously identified newlyweds. "I want to be called a groom and my wife wants to be called a bride," said Gideon, 29. Now, the Roseville couple's decision has become a flashpoint in the debate over same-sex marriage after the state rejected the certificate because it had been altered. On conservative blogs and Web forums, the couple's experience is serving as a rallying cry for those who feel the ruling and subsequent changes to marriage certificates amounts to a watering down of the institution of marriage. And a conservative legal group is using it to generate support for Proposition 8, the November ballot initiative that would amend the state's constitution to bar same-sex marriage. "This is a major slap in the face for traditional marriage," Brad Dacus, president of the Sacramento-based Pacific Justice Institute, said in a news release. The incident arose after Gideon printed the word "Groom" above the form's section for Party A's personal information. Above Party B's section, he wrote "Bride." Two weeks after the couple's wedding ceremony on Aug. 16, a letter from the Placer County Clerk's Office informed them the state's Office of Vital Records rejected the form because the handwritten words were considered alterations. The letter said they would have to fill out a new form to be legally recognized – something the couple has so far declined to do. "This was a state decision," said Placer County Clerk Jim McCauley. "We tried to send it through the way they had it. There's various laws on the books that say if you alter a document, it makes it invalid." State officials say they were not aware of a previous rejection because of marriage applicants writing in "bride" and "groom." Janet Huston, a spokeswoman for the California Department of Public Health, said the rule against altering documents in the state's Health and Safety Code predates the state high court's decision. "The law requires the forms not be altered," she said. "It doesn't matter whether it's bride or groom or blue and purple." The Coddings, though, say signing their names under the traditional terms is about more than just labels. "We were just really happy that we were able to get married and bless our families, but bride and groom was taken away from us and bride and groom is associated with being married," Gideon said. "It's part of the traditions we've inherited from generations past and we don't need to just hand those over without saying, 'Where are my rights?'" The conservative Pacific Justice Institute pounced on the issue to promote Proposition 8, saying in a news release heterosexual couples "will be forced to wed out of state if they wish to be officially identified as bride and groom or husband and wife" if the measure doesn't pass. But backers of same-sex marriage say the Supreme Court's ruling on May 15 was about expanding marriage rights to include everyone, not about taking them away from others. "Having more people have their committed relationships given dignity and respect really strengthens the institution of marriage, and really strengthens families," said Dale Kelly Bankhead, the statewide campaign manager for No on 8. "Nobody's marriage is diminished; to the contrary, marriage is strengthened." Rocklin resident Robin Richie, who married her partner Dru in June, agreed. "I don't think not having 'bride' or 'groom' on a marriage license is going to invalidate who you are sexually," she said, adding what verbiage is printed on a form "is seriously not what being married is all about. "Legal recognition for us, at least on a state level, validates the relationship as far as we are making a lifelong commitment together, that we are more than simply two roommates," she added. For their part, the Coddings, who met at Roseville's Abundant Life Fellowship, where Rachel's father is the senior pastor, say they wouldn't be against simply offering different forms for different unions. "I'm not calling out anyone or any one group," Gideon said. "However it gets resolved the end result is I want to be called groom and my wife called a bride and that's it." Until then, the couple is sitting tight, even though their decision means difficulties sharing health insurance and other benefits that come with marriage. "I understand what it takes to fix it, but we're not willing to do that," Gideon said.





&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; Without prop 8 public school children in grades as early as kindergarten will be taught about homosexual relationships. In Massachuset a kindergartener was read a story called The Prince and the Prince about a gay prince who was looking for someone to marry. When the girl came home and told her parents about the story the parents were outgraged and went to the school board and finally to the courts. The ruling in the courts was that marriages of samesex couples was recognized by the state therefore when you enroll your child in a public school in the state you forgo your right to keep you child out of discussions and lessons about homosexual relations. How can my right to decide what and how my child learns about moral issues be taken away from me yet in Mass. it already has.

Many say that if this happens here they would just take their children out of public schools and home school them. Think about this. Only a few months ago did the California's supreme court overruled the lower courts decision that mothers' who did not have a teaching credential were unqualified to teach there own children. The lawyer on behalf of the homeschoolers was the same laywer definding the Gideon's in the case above.

Just taking them out of school is not going to keep them for learning about homosexual relations from all those children who are being taught about them at an age were they are to young to fully understand and are very impressionable.



&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; Reguardless of there religious believes all clergymen would be required to marry same-sex couples in their religious buildings. My brother and sister-n-law told me that their bishop mentioned that there would no longer be weddings &lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt; receptions in all our California Church buildings if prop 8 doesn't pass. How is it that we will no longer be allowed to choose what we believe and how we practice that belief. Why does religion have to be taken our of my children's weddings and receptions. How can these rights be taken away from us and yet some are trying.

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I could go on all day about the other things that groups with or without prop 8 help are going to or already have proposed. Things like a day during the month of May when school children learn about Harvey Milk a California man who was killed in the 1970's becasue of his believes of free lovin. About how a Catholic adoption agency in Mass. was closed down when they refused to allow a gay couple to adapt a baby. How the same lawyer in the cases already mentioned know that charges will be brought against several preachers in different churches because there influence on their congragations should be considered a hate crime and not a right of free speech.


My challenge now to you is to &lt;strong&gt;start talking&lt;/strong&gt;. Talk to your neighbors friends and family. Let them know what is going on in the world around them. For all those who live outside California this challenge applies to you to. You don't know if your friends and neighbors have friends and family in one of the states that are involved with this issue. The more that we are talking and getting people aware the better chance that we will overcome the challenge that we face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-4994597129694788428?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4994597129694788428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4994597129694788428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4994597129694788428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4994597129694788428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/09/prop-8.html' title='Prop 8'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3837464121616297224</id><published>2008-09-05T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:57:31.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Landell Walkathon</title><content type='html'>Today was Ladell's second Annual Walkathon. The kids had so much fun. They started with a picture of the school and then were dismissed to upper and lower grade level tracks. The kids then walked/ran for 30 minutes. After the thirty minutes the children rotated around to three different stations; A snack station, a prize station and a class picture station. This fund raiser made $20,000 dollars and was so easy to do.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRG19NQ5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FqFFyptHSmE/s1600-h/100_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242630987985011602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRG19NQ5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FqFFyptHSmE/s400/100_0559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Students at Landell Elementry --- Both Jacob and Caden are about halfway back on the right side of the photo.Caden is making a funny face.  (Click on the Photo to see an enlarged image)
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRHJkUmpI/AAAAAAAAA64/AY-3VmHS6lQ/s1600-h/100_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242630993249344146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRHJkUmpI/AAAAAAAAA64/AY-3VmHS6lQ/s400/100_0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grant Rummler , and Jacob running around the upper grade track.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRHTk0NaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/_-LIVDGhj3Y/s1600-h/100_0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242630995935770018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRHTk0NaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/_-LIVDGhj3Y/s400/100_0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden on the lower grade track. I love how in the upper grade track everyone is moving in the same direction and has a flow pattern. The lower graders were all over the place. Some going the wrong direction, parents tying shoes and taking pictures while on the track. Kids stopped and waiting for others to catch up.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRHqjFfXI/AAAAAAAAA7I/jg_Oxn39UZo/s1600-h/100_0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242631002102529394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRHqjFfXI/AAAAAAAAA7I/jg_Oxn39UZo/s400/100_0531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to post some pictures of Karley and Siena at the park this week. Cypress remodeled Veterans Park so I took the two girls over there to check it out. They had sooo much fun. When we got there they started screaming in the car and tring to get themselves out of their car seats. As soon as they were out of the car they took off for the playground. They were having such a good time that they didn't want to leave.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRILub53I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/R2pGYITa158/s1600-h/100_0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242631011008505714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRILub53I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/R2pGYITa158/s400/100_0540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siena and Karley on the swings. This was their favorite part. The park has two of these red chair swings. I think the redesigning was to be more wheel chair friendly but the chair swing works great for toddlers too. They each got their own swing which they loved being on, but they had a great time and still fit when I put them on the same swing together and it made for a cute picture.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGPAcZ2LwI/AAAAAAAAA6o/TqcIU9q3NfQ/s1600-h/100_0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242628679023341314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGPAcZ2LwI/AAAAAAAAA6o/TqcIU9q3NfQ/s400/100_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob was so proud of his first fourth grade project that I thought I would put this in. Jacob had to make a map of California showing all four regions and it's boarders. He had so much fun making the map out of salt and flour. It reminded me of when I was in fourth grade making the same map. I guess some things never change.

&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/8452906397191089300-3837464121616297224?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/3837464121616297224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=3837464121616297224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3837464121616297224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3837464121616297224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/09/landell-walkathon.html' title='Landell Walkathon'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SMGRG19NQ5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FqFFyptHSmE/s72-c/100_0559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1515257675782671643</id><published>2008-08-29T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:36:04.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I just have to say Happy Birthday to all my &lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt; with August Birthdays!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jessica August 7th &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tatumn August 12th&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Michelle August 18th &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mat August 19th &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tyler August 20th&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nathan August 21st&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Brock August 23rd&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dad, Randy and Ava August 28th&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dallin   August 30th&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLhMn8IUOgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3g3_5TltVeU/s1600-h/birthday+balloons.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240022415485188610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLhMn8IUOgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3g3_5TltVeU/s400/birthday+balloons.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope you all have a great birthday!! We love you all so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-1515257675782671643?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1515257675782671643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1515257675782671643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1515257675782671643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1515257675782671643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-have-to-say-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLhMn8IUOgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3g3_5TltVeU/s72-c/birthday+balloons.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3858011594403684655</id><published>2008-08-29T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:21:12.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of school Photos</title><content type='html'>Yes, My children started school back on Aug 6th but I am a slacker mom and forgot my Camera. A friend of Jacob's mom brought hers so she sent me theses pictures. What a bad mom I am. The first picture is of Jacob and several kids looking to see who their teacher is for this year.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLhKD4KZNlI/AAAAAAAAA6I/a1pTYQCyH9M/s1600-h/DSCN2384MA20951129-0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240019596921615954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLhKD4KZNlI/AAAAAAAAA6I/a1pTYQCyH9M/s400/DSCN2384MA20951129-0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Danny, Niketh, Jacob and Jr waiting at the lunch table until they were allowed to go line up by their new classrooms.
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwDO_jnaI/AAAAAAAAA5o/pwA906YO0pU/s1600-h/100_0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239428048614563234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwDO_jnaI/AAAAAAAAA5o/pwA906YO0pU/s400/100_0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley loved the music and dancing. the best. This was the first year she got to spent the night. Yes, it was a little too much for her to sleep in a crib while everyone else was sleeping on the ground infront of her so she climbed out of the crib and slept with the rest of the family.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwDQvd9oI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Ktipbr0tLFs/s1600-h/100_0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239428049083954818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwDQvd9oI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Ktipbr0tLFs/s400/100_0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brock, Caden and Austin drinking hot chocolate while they were waiting for the results of the scavenger hunt.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwDxZ349I/AAAAAAAAA54/3Ap5ohZEi8E/s1600-h/100_0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239428057851749330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwDxZ349I/AAAAAAAAA54/3Ap5ohZEi8E/s400/100_0523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the last picture of the gang taken before the cousin left with Grandma Weaver.(Can you tell Caden was not happy to see them go.) I am so grateful that my children know so many of there cousins and get to spend so much time with them. It is great they they are such good friends. 
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&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/8452906397191089300-1388683416192297744?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1388683416192297744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1388683416192297744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1388683416192297744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1388683416192297744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/08/camp-landel.html' title='Camp Landel'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SLYwCqxg2qI/AAAAAAAAA5g/IcXrz9JTcwA/s72-c/100_0509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4958923384131483859</id><published>2008-08-16T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:51:51.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Caden's baptism/b- day</title><content type='html'>I got some more pictures I thought I should post. I love this picture of Caden as he waits for everyone to take there seats at his baptism. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8IYJK61I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/vnTgk3H3W1g/s1600-h/p1030061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235219206459026258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8IYJK61I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/vnTgk3H3W1g/s400/p1030061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another pictuires of the gang just before the baptism was to start.  I would like to say thanks to all the family and friends who came to support Caden, we really felt your love abd support.
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8IgZYnWI/AAAAAAAAA3g/UYAOG5zlMAE/s1600-h/p1030065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235219208674516322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8IgZYnWI/AAAAAAAAA3g/UYAOG5zlMAE/s400/p1030065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad with Caden  after the baptism and confirmation.
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8JFsA3qI/AAAAAAAAA3o/82XU2UaSX2k/s1600-h/p1030086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235219218684763810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8JFsA3qI/AAAAAAAAA3o/82XU2UaSX2k/s400/p1030086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the bapstim was all over we went to grandma Weaver's pool for a party. The kids and adults had a great time together eating pizza and playing in the pool.
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&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/8452906397191089300-4958923384131483859?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/4958923384131483859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=4958923384131483859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4958923384131483859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/4958923384131483859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-of-cadens-baptismb-day.html' title='More of Caden&apos;s baptism/b- day'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SKc8IYJK61I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/vnTgk3H3W1g/s72-c/p1030061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-4267288440168082640</id><published>2008-08-10T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:03:48.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Weekend</title><content type='html'>On 8/9/08 Caden entered the waters of baptism and became the newest member of The Church Of Jesus Christ of Later-day Saints. We are so proud of him and the choices he has made that brought him to this day.  We are grateful to all our family and friends that traveled to be with us on this special day. Caden's baptism was on Saturday afternoon. after the baptism we went to the pool and had a birthday party or Caden and his cousin Brock. (After the baptism I put my camera in the diaper bag and couldn't figure out were I put the diaper bag. So I don't have pictures of the party.) I'll have to beg my family to give me copies of their pictures.  Then on Sunday Bond Weaver's kids, Tyson Weaver's son (Colby's brothers)  Jacob andCaden  all sang a song in sacrament meeting. What a great weekend we all had.

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_Ca9zSuaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/AbgfNPdGhXc/s1600-h/100_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233115060549892514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_Ca9zSuaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/AbgfNPdGhXc/s400/100_0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden getting ready for his baptism. He was so excited. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_CbPuahnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bHG8Y1iDO6E/s1600-h/100_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233115065361270386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_CbPuahnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bHG8Y1iDO6E/s400/100_0451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So handsome all in White.
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_CbcFtC0I/AAAAAAAAA04/CWlzFr4dfig/s1600-h/devin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233115068680178498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_CbcFtC0I/AAAAAAAAA04/CWlzFr4dfig/s400/devin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday after church the kids had to go over to the park by grandma's house to get out some energy.
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BOum5XNI/AAAAAAAAA0I/5QWy2OKI_No/s1600-h/100_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233113750801308882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BOum5XNI/AAAAAAAAA0I/5QWy2OKI_No/s400/100_0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a cute niece I have. 7mth old Natalia.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BPAktU8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZvpVTk7qUec/s1600-h/100_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233113755623969730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BPAktU8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZvpVTk7qUec/s400/100_0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hnaging out at Grandpa's house
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BPUxXd9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/o6oLMeGsvlo/s1600-h/100_0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233113761045772242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BPUxXd9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/o6oLMeGsvlo/s400/100_0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the only Picture I got at the birthday party. Just as we were leaving the pool I found my camera in my parents car. So I made the cousins who were about to get out of the pool pose for one picture.
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BPx01_LI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2H6LJxxAYjo/s1600-h/100_0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233113768844983474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJ_BPx01_LI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2H6LJxxAYjo/s400/100_0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the gang who sung so beautiful. Thanks you guys you really did a great job.

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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJaVJX_BFeI/AAAAAAAAAz4/VdvocfXhVyc/s1600-h/100_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230532005527098850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJaVJX_BFeI/AAAAAAAAAz4/VdvocfXhVyc/s400/100_0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJaVJgkxyLI/AAAAAAAAA0A/nK8ZyP7WrGw/s1600-h/100_0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230532007832963250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJaVJgkxyLI/AAAAAAAAA0A/nK8ZyP7WrGw/s400/100_0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Out of Twelve pictures I took today before Church this was the closest thing I could get to a good picture of Caden. He is getting baptized this Saturday. We are so proud of him and want him to know we love him so much.


&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/8452906397191089300-1533671896149274779?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1533671896149274779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1533671896149274779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1533671896149274779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1533671896149274779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/08/cadens-getting-baptized.html' title='Caden&apos;s Getting Baptized'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SJaVIJMwcMI/AAAAAAAAAzg/T8gZplKf2S8/s72-c/100_0406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-2828333887344441859</id><published>2008-07-19T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:03:47.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been doing</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been keeping up with the happenings. The  last two weeks have been a little crazy.    The kids and I all got sick. I know it's the summer no one is supposed to get the flu.  The next week we went to big bear and when I came back I had some computer problems I am sure one of the kids screwed up the computer.

Caden turned 8, that is right 8 years old on JULY 14TH. He is getting baptized Aug 9th and will have a party then. We had to do something fun on the B-day so he choose to go to Chuck-E-Cheese. It was just us and cousin Tyler. The place wasn't too crouded so the kids had fun.The motion in this picture behind Karley is Jacob. In the next picture Jacob jumped off right as I took the picture so sorry there is no proof he was there.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0WLWt-nI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4HAcOH8SLf8/s1600-h/100_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224936810801396338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0WLWt-nI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4HAcOH8SLf8/s400/100_0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0WhfC8KI/AAAAAAAAAtc/OWhJii5apSE/s1600-h/100_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224936816741904546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0WhfC8KI/AAAAAAAAAtc/OWhJii5apSE/s400/100_0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden and Tyler making faces at Karley who was sitting on my lap. I think this was her favorite part of C-E-C. She couldn't stop laughing at the boys
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0XCjXzRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/7kszGI9Swiw/s1600-h/100_0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224936825618418962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0XCjXzRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/7kszGI9Swiw/s400/100_0384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0Xc9ljiI/AAAAAAAAAts/NfDJNANgbds/s1600-h/100_0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224936832707694114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0Xc9ljiI/AAAAAAAAAts/NfDJNANgbds/s400/100_0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few pictures of our weekend in Big Bear. We had sp much fun. We went on the Alpine slides, to the zoo, the lake and the movies that weekend.
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This is Colby and the kids at the lake. While we were at the lake it started to get overcast and by the time we left it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pouring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKyy-lqWiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/gjZ-xUm6Yao/s1600-h/100_0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224935106567363106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKyy-lqWiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/gjZ-xUm6Yao/s400/100_0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. 
Aren't these boys cute. What attitude.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKyzBNm8aI/AAAAAAAAAtE/O5r-cZnrf48/s1600-h/100_0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224935107271782818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKyzBNm8aI/AAAAAAAAAtE/O5r-cZnrf48/s400/100_0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This was a nice walk we took after the rain. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKyzXruyeI/AAAAAAAAAtM/OUeNx-Eqod8/s1600-h/100_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224935113303706082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKyzXruyeI/AAAAAAAAAtM/OUeNx-Eqod8/s400/100_0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lake was so beautiful.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKxCA5YwoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/jkYXpYJPdSg/s1600-h/000_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224933165861749378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKxCA5YwoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/jkYXpYJPdSg/s400/000_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On the 4th of July Colby, Karley and I went with my parents and two of my sibbling to a joint forces training base to watch fireworks. The kids got to sit in a variety of army cars, tanks and helicoptors. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKxCwgtXNI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ndahx4qUWFs/s1600-h/000_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224933178643143890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKxCwgtXNI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ndahx4qUWFs/s400/000_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
There is the gang waiting for the fireworks. Drew loved looking at the fireworks up close.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKxDD3jBII/AAAAAAAAAss/3BupMkQu5Ws/s1600-h/100_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224933183839208578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIKxDD3jBII/AAAAAAAAAss/3BupMkQu5Ws/s400/100_0359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div&gt;The kids enjoying the party. You don't know the energy it took to get all these crazy kids to hold still long enough for the picture.&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/8452906397191089300-2828333887344441859?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/2828333887344441859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=2828333887344441859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2828333887344441859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/2828333887344441859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-weve-been-doing.html' title='What we&apos;ve been doing'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SIK0WLWt-nI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4HAcOH8SLf8/s72-c/100_0389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6598095582790349560</id><published>2008-07-04T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:53:00.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGHZDpU9ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/g5CzdYCK5UA/s1600-h/IMG_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220102307644241298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGHZDpU9ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/g5CzdYCK5UA/s400/IMG_3276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 

Fiday June 27th -Monday June 30 The Mangum's and Fox's had a family reunion. Thanks to all those who came and for all the work everyone did to make it such a fun time for all. We are so lucky to have a family that enjoys each other and are able to get together. I am so grateful for my family and my extened family and the example they set for me and my children. We are so sad that Brent &amp;amp; Amy, Nathan &amp;amp; Deanna, and Jessica &amp;amp; Kevin were unable to be there. WE MISSED ALL OF YOU!!!



This is just a little of what we did:






Friday morning was monkeying around at the zoo. When 35 people show up to the zoo and think they are going to walk together you know it will be a sight. Of course we all had so much fun. The kids looked at all the animals. (Yes, we went around almost the entire LA Zoo. Several hours of walking.)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGFa_NfqEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/aHbPera6KgQ/s1600-h/100_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220100141790242882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGFa_NfqEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/aHbPera6KgQ/s200/100_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the kids wanted to play at the park in the zoo.


&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGE9nKCsNI/AAAAAAAAArs/bGYrGBLZZeA/s1600-h/100_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220099637117104338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGE9nKCsNI/AAAAAAAAArs/bGYrGBLZZeA/s200/100_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


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&lt;div&gt;Friday night the rest of the gang arrived so we had a giant pizza party,played games, and had a talent show. We have an amazing family full of talent. We had singing, dancing, piano playing, a skit, and a melodrama. I must say that the acting was academy award worthy. After the talent show we played "who wants to be a millioniare" but the questions were all about the family at the party. &lt;/div&gt;







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&lt;div&gt;Colby playing pool and no he is not hitting Clint in the head in this shot but it sure looks like it.&lt;/div&gt;



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF_263RDrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0yscIdyrtXQ/s1600-h/100_0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220094024589840050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF_263RDrI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0yscIdyrtXQ/s400/100_0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some eating while other are visiting before the talent show and "millianiare" game was played
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&lt;div&gt;We spent Saturday at the very fun Balboa Beach. We had two locations. One by water and another up near the fire pit. Everyone went back and forth from the water to the food. The day was filled: enjoying the sun or hiding in the shade. (This was our location by the water. Whoever sat here was on kid watch duty.) Randy in the sand, Paul just above him, Staci and Siennain the chairs and on the other side of the shade shannon and I think it is Jody holding Ammon (Shannon's son)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF6EH1zR4I/AAAAAAAAAqs/-W2rrrq4xPg/s1600-h/100_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220087654341887874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF6EH1zR4I/AAAAAAAAAqs/-W2rrrq4xPg/s400/100_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the water - Emma, Andrew and Annie
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF6EmeQIcI/AAAAAAAAAq0/m_bNx9plm1Q/s1600-h/100_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220087662564614594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF6EmeQIcI/AAAAAAAAAq0/m_bNx9plm1Q/s400/100_0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF444S4f9I/AAAAAAAAAqU/pqYntqyaIyM/s1600-h/100_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jumpn in the waves Jacob with cousin Jaron
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF45oD8GgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/YDb7oPQ2exU/s1600-h/100_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220086374500932098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF45oD8GgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/YDb7oPQ2exU/s400/100_0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boogie boarding- Michelle (I must say that there was a lot of boogie boarding and even a few wipeouts, thanks for the laughs everyone or should I say Ryan.)
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And of course making castles in the sand. Grandpa Mangum w/ Ammon while Jesse works on the castle.

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&lt;div&gt;Dinner was make over the campfire. (Caden and Andrew cooking their hot dogs.)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF1F6tAZSI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9yXSsTNH1_c/s1600-h/IMG_3258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220082187616937250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHF1F6tAZSI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9yXSsTNH1_c/s400/IMG_3258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Fox teaching the kids how to make s'mores. Caden to the right.
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&lt;div&gt;As the night drew to a close the littlest ones just couldn't hang. Asleep under the three towels are three kids: Red and Pink Sienna, Blue and white blanket Lily (my cousin's) and Mat under Light and darker blue towel.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHFzORXvahI/AAAAAAAAAp0/CuMfN8LYMd0/s1600-h/IMG_3268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220080132117457426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHFzORXvahI/AAAAAAAAAp0/CuMfN8LYMd0/s400/IMG_3268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning we all went to my parents ward for church. After singing in sacrament meeting we went outside for a family picture. This is all we could get! Not even the grown ups could hold still.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHFvxs5uHjI/AAAAAAAAAps/fj7uIeaubiM/s1600-h/IMG_3279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076342756646450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHFvxs5uHjI/AAAAAAAAAps/fj7uIeaubiM/s400/IMG_3279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Sunday evening everyone went to Staci's house for a slide show and game night. The kids were entertained mostly by the park. Take a look at Sienna and Karley in the center swing (Good thing they were small enough to share. Drew and Mat Paul's boys are the other two swinging Paul and my dad Russ are pushing.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHFtrMOPngI/AAAAAAAAApk/FHoRMGgfZDo/s1600-h/100_0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074031881887234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHFtrMOPngI/AAAAAAAAApk/FHoRMGgfZDo/s400/100_0356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday while most parents were packing up to go home the kids had a pool party at our house. I tried to get all the kids to jump into the pool at the same time and because my camera has a delay I never got a good shot of it. This was as close as I got.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-6598095582790349560?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6598095582790349560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6598095582790349560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6598095582790349560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6598095582790349560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SHGHZDpU9ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/g5CzdYCK5UA/s72-c/IMG_3276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-5929404080992158208</id><published>2008-07-04T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:39:25.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's school play</title><content type='html'>June 28th Jacob had a school play "ANNIE" Jacob was the buttler. He did a great job we are so proud of him&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lpqffRKI/AAAAAAAAAns/8vLp78ckOXI/s1600-h/p1020843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219291153368564898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lpqffRKI/AAAAAAAAAns/8vLp78ckOXI/s400/p1020843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob welcoming Annie to Mr. Warbuck's
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lqDFxe5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/o-RsDbR5syA/s1600-h/p1020847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219291159971593106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lqDFxe5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/o-RsDbR5syA/s400/p1020847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob singing I think I am gonna like it here.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lqUKhy0I/AAAAAAAAAn8/kciyZSeyxuc/s1600-h/p1020846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219291164554939202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lqUKhy0I/AAAAAAAAAn8/kciyZSeyxuc/s400/p1020846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the other performers at the end of the play.
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&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/8452906397191089300-5929404080992158208?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/5929404080992158208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=5929404080992158208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5929404080992158208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/5929404080992158208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/07/jacobs-school-play.html' title='Jacob&apos;s school play'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SG6lpqffRKI/AAAAAAAAAns/8vLp78ckOXI/s72-c/p1020843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-6865868557000162723</id><published>2008-06-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:13:28.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan And Deanna's Wedding</title><content type='html'>June 20th Nathan and Deanna got married in Cabo, Mexico.  Welcome to the Fox family Deanna&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHNryi1owI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dOAHFyfUJsM/s1600-h/100_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215675995657708290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHNryi1owI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dOAHFyfUJsM/s400/100_0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this not a beautiful location for a wedding.
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHNsXsxurI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Q5oUFOD5zR0/s1600-h/100_0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215676005631507122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHNsXsxurI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Q5oUFOD5zR0/s400/100_0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nathan  and my parents walking down the isle
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHME0CC1II/AAAAAAAAAk0/VLgmwqm0vZY/s1600-h/100_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215674226530505858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHME0CC1II/AAAAAAAAAk0/VLgmwqm0vZY/s400/100_0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids waiting for Nathan and Deanna to finish their pictures and start the reception.

Andrew (Paul's) Devin (cousin Casey's) Siena (Staci's) Mat (Paul's)
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHLOTBSGsI/AAAAAAAAAkk/FNkeD82iV5s/s1600-h/100_0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215673289956006594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHLOTBSGsI/AAAAAAAAAkk/FNkeD82iV5s/s400/100_0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I honestly don't know who this is taking off parasailing. Could be Brent, Randy, Paul, Johanna, Staci, or Wendy



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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCU34fiaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FykJAXSfPn8/s1600-h/100_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215663507325815202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCU34fiaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FykJAXSfPn8/s400/100_0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a party. We took a dinner cruise around the Marina
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCVE-LaSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/vpLZ_GNj3y8/s1600-h/100_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215663510839322914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCVE-LaSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/vpLZ_GNj3y8/s400/100_0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wendy and Mat looking at Cabo famous arch
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCVcKHvTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KzCPUSgAUOc/s1600-h/100_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215663517063429426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCVcKHvTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KzCPUSgAUOc/s400/100_0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids all took turns driving the boat during the dinner cruise.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCVtXJN_I/AAAAAAAAAjo/nS56wVubzmg/s1600-h/100_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215663521681455090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCVtXJN_I/AAAAAAAAAjo/nS56wVubzmg/s400/100_0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang on the dinner cruise.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCWLS9ptI/AAAAAAAAAjw/WFzufY92STM/s1600-h/100_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215663529716983506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SGHCWLS9ptI/AAAAAAAAAjw/WFzufY92STM/s400/100_0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley sporting the shades at uncle Nathan's wedding.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations:  I am so happy for Nathan and Deanna.  The wedding was beautiful. Thank you Spencer Fox family (cousins)  and Jennifer Kouba (cousin) for traveling so far to be there. It was so much fun to see the family.




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                Last night I spent 4 hours in the ER waiting for a doctor to put Colby dilocated fingure back together. Now many of you are saying wait didn't we see a posting about that like two weeks ago. Yes you did, but Colby didn't think he needed to wear the brace given to him the first time. He went and played basketball with a few guys from our ward last night at a park and well you know the rest.  This time the ER doctor made it &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;clear to Colby that the tendons that hold the bone in place are no longer doing there job. The finger could not be relocated exactly because the tendons will not hold. So to all those family memebers and friends ( and I know there are a few hurt ones right now) who think they know when they are "better" just play it safe and follow the doctors advise.
  

                                                       &lt;strong&gt;Happy Father's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-6092301982837028329?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/6092301982837028329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=6092301982837028329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6092301982837028329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/6092301982837028329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3237508127148027449</id><published>2008-06-07T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T14:48:56.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cypress Nature Park</title><content type='html'>Today the City of Cypress had a summer events kick off. They had the Pirate's of the Caribean parrot as well as many others come and visit the nature park and put on a show. Everyone brought there picnic lunches and watched the show. It was a great day but a little hot. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_JKzNlBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/0NddAvUhu1c/s1600-h/101_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209256451990459410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_JKzNlBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/0NddAvUhu1c/s400/101_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parrot stacking cups
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_KECYNmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/31jkWMPLZtI/s1600-h/101_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209256467354891874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_KECYNmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/31jkWMPLZtI/s400/101_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this parrot is about to jump rope
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_KV3py_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/pcpg2RdPc30/s1600-h/101_0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209256472141745138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_KV3py_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/pcpg2RdPc30/s400/101_0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_LO43FtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Pq3XCgIuoC0/s1600-h/101_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_LgDWQcI/AAAAAAAAAhI/P0PqkF7jhwU/s1600-h/101_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209256492055019970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_LgDWQcI/AAAAAAAAAhI/P0PqkF7jhwU/s400/101_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8452906397191089300-3237508127148027449?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/3237508127148027449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=3237508127148027449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3237508127148027449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3237508127148027449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/06/cypress-nature-park.html' title='Cypress Nature Park'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEr_JKzNlBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/0NddAvUhu1c/s72-c/101_0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1720938645286711670</id><published>2008-06-06T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:10:38.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf and Bear awards</title><content type='html'>Last night at pack meeting both Caden and Jacob earned there cubscout awards. Caden earned his wolf award and Jacob earned his bear. We are so proud of them and all there work. It is such a joy to be a den learder and have Grandma Weaver as a den leader too. The boys really enjoy it at well. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SElupBoaBjI/AAAAAAAAAgY/elEb-4bk-Pg/s1600-h/101_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208816095122294322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SElupBoaBjI/AAAAAAAAAgY/elEb-4bk-Pg/s400/101_0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SElupqVWCHI/AAAAAAAAAgg/D_Ti6riDlMM/s1600-h/101_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208816106048194674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SElupqVWCHI/AAAAAAAAAgg/D_Ti6riDlMM/s400/101_0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8452906397191089300-1720938645286711670?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1720938645286711670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1720938645286711670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1720938645286711670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1720938645286711670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/06/wolf-and-bear-awards.html' title='Wolf and Bear awards'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SElupBoaBjI/AAAAAAAAAgY/elEb-4bk-Pg/s72-c/101_0090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-7351691529690023865</id><published>2008-05-30T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:03:24.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karley and Sienna</title><content type='html'>I thought I would put these pictures up. Karley and her cousin Sienna got there one year old pictures taken together.  They had so much fun eating the cake and making a big mess. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gN3qSoI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hiEbkCCsahw/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206370629928503938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gN3qSoI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hiEbkCCsahw/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gt3qSqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xwtNlmZsLnI/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206370638518438562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gt3qSqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xwtNlmZsLnI/s400/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gt3qSrI/AAAAAAAAAgI/79o3qyQ4xrQ/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206370638518438578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gt3qSrI/AAAAAAAAAgI/79o3qyQ4xrQ/s400/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-g93qSsI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bBnsZe0yPTY/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206370642813405890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-g93qSsI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bBnsZe0yPTY/s400/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8452906397191089300-7351691529690023865?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/7351691529690023865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=7351691529690023865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7351691529690023865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7351691529690023865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/05/karley-and-sienna.html' title='Karley and Sienna'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SEC-gN3qSoI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hiEbkCCsahw/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-3623068642980454002</id><published>2008-05-30T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:22:31.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Have Been Doing</title><content type='html'>Colby finally finished that big project at work and is back to a normal schedule. We are so excited to have our dad back. While he has been hard at work Paul (Wendy's brother) has been hard at work on our house. He remodled our upstairs bathroom about a month ago. Now he is doing the downstairs. We haven't had our computer hooked up for about a week now so I haven't been able to keep this blog updated.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECeAN3qSjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6aBz6GfIB1k/s1600-h/101_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206334895800601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECeAN3qSjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6aBz6GfIB1k/s400/101_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colby finished the work project on Sunday and dislocated his pinky fingure on Tuesday. No rest for the wicked. JK&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECeAd3qSkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/b1jcH18qFko/s1600-h/101_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206334900095568450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECeAd3qSkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/b1jcH18qFko/s400/101_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul's tile job. Thanks Paul
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECcRN3qShI/AAAAAAAAAe4/A_Di38dXG3Q/s1600-h/101_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206332988835121682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECcRN3qShI/AAAAAAAAAe4/A_Di38dXG3Q/s400/101_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One hot Sautrday, while Paul was working on the house the boys and Karly decided to play in the sprinklers. Believe it or not there are four little boys sitting in this tarp. They tried to make a water fort. When it wouldn't stay they gave up and wrapped themselves in it. 
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECcRt3qSiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/HNPuPY2yngE/s1600-h/101_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206332997425056290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECcRt3qSiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/HNPuPY2yngE/s400/101_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mat, neighbor kid Christian, Karley, Andrew, and Caden running away.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECbWt3qSgI/AAAAAAAAAew/9gbH1zqXybM/s1600-h/101_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206331983812774402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECbWt3qSgI/AAAAAAAAAew/9gbH1zqXybM/s400/101_0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mat not sure about the water.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECa4d3qSfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/cEKVcWgZ9rk/s1600-h/101_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206331464121731570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECa4d3qSfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/cEKVcWgZ9rk/s400/101_0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley loved playing outside and eating frozen yogurt but she was not big on the idea of getting sprayed with the hose or the water ball.



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECac93qSeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WCP2d285OBE/s1600-h/101_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206330991675328994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECac93qSeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WCP2d285OBE/s400/101_0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mat, christian, Andrew, Caden and Jacob all playing with the water ball




&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/8452906397191089300-3623068642980454002?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/3623068642980454002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=3623068642980454002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3623068642980454002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/3623068642980454002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-we-have-been-doing.html' title='What We Have Been Doing'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SECeAN3qSjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6aBz6GfIB1k/s72-c/101_0084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-1951985299120935666</id><published>2008-05-14T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:05:26.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trent and Travis are gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SCtFZp7jqzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cSr6t9J7EeY/s1600-h/p1020598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200326501784070962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SCtFZp7jqzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cSr6t9J7EeY/s400/p1020598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I know for those of you who view the extended weaver Family blog this photo is already posted but I wanted to share it with everyone and let people know how honored we are that Colby's brothers Trent and Travis have choosen to serve our country. This photo was taken the day that Travis was sworn into the millitary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452906397191089300-1951985299120935666?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/1951985299120935666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=1951985299120935666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1951985299120935666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/1951985299120935666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/05/trent-and-travis-are-gone.html' title='Trent and Travis are gone'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SCtFZp7jqzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cSr6t9J7EeY/s72-c/p1020598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-2027605542374956879</id><published>2008-05-12T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:58:21.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's  Day</title><content type='html'>This Mother's Day was spent at the Fox's (Wendy's parents) Several sibblings , a Cousin, her family, and the missionaries were all there for the fun!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SCiz1Z7jqrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PV2RLM0gf8I/s1600-h/101_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199603499874364082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SCiz1Z7jqrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PV2RLM0gf8I/s400/101_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob, Caden and Andrew playing ball while Arie and Karley play other things
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                                                   Cousins playing in grandma's wagon
                                                 Siena, Karley and Mat  all 1years old
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                                                 Mat found Grandma's Chocolate Cake


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I thought this was a cute picture of our cubscouts having bike safty night in the church parking lot.






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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SBoUiw0zwMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/spuNVHSZcbo/s1600-h/101_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195487707579793602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SBoUiw0zwMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/spuNVHSZcbo/s400/101_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sinse dad has been soooo busy at work, I had to help make the pinewood durby cars. Yes, I had three brothers but never  paid attention to how the cars get made. We were very impressed that Jacob came in 4th and Caden came in 5th place in our stake with our first experience since there cars losts wheels in the car on the ride overto the church.(That's another story.) It was nice that dad got home just in time to go to the race. The funniest part was how for dad it was a flashback to his pinewood dury days. Same building, same judge (at least the one on the left) same cubmaster at the starting line telling  the boys how to put their cars on the line. See not everything changes.

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&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/8452906397191089300-7903302568609391962?l=weavn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/feeds/7903302568609391962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452906397191089300&amp;postID=7903302568609391962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7903302568609391962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452906397191089300/posts/default/7903302568609391962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weavn.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-been-so-long.html' title='It been so long'/><author><name>Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00758884566355495004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SyhNYpW2S0I/AAAAAAAACZw/a_pA-DKM4qY/S220/DSCN1544.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/SBoUiw0zwMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/spuNVHSZcbo/s72-c/101_0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452906397191089300.post-7651308126020316487</id><published>2008-04-10T01:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:18:58.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karley's First B-day Party</title><content type='html'>I know this is a little late but better late then never. On March 22nd we celebrated Karley's 1st Birthday. Because we had been out of town for her Birthday and then daddy had to work the next weekend we had her party the day before Easter. It made for a great family get together with the cousins. It was so much fun to have an Easter/birthday party.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/R_3TLw4UvqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9dZDL6yIx8Y/s1600-h/100_2360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187534544853843618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/R_3TLw4UvqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9dZDL6yIx8Y/s400/100_2360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karley loved getting to eat the cake. She wasn't as messy as her brothers were with their first cakes but she sure got into it.
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Before we had cake we had an Easter Egg Hunt. Karley collected those eggs and put them into her basket. She really loved this
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Andrew (my brother Paul's son) counting his loot
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Tatumn (Colby's brother's daughter) collecting eggs

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Karley and Siena (my sister's daughter -only 30 days older)
having a great time playing with the eggs
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&lt;div&gt;Before the egg hunt the kids decorated cookies Caden and Tyler (colby's brother's son) decided to decorate themselves.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/R_3Qsg4UviI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fIAtIdIlXF8/s1600-h/100_2333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187531808959675938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JCuR3ubRbX8/R_3Qsg4UviI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fIAtIdIlXF8/s320/100_2333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








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Not only were there cookies to decorate but they also did some egg decorating

CADEN &amp;amp; JACOB
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Eveyone got in on the egg mess. if you look close at the kids you can see they all took off there shirts -so they wouldn't get dirty (talk about a close family -we all run around naked)




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Before all the decorating we went outside and had an airplane throughing contest




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