<?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-5576131437871921460</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:57:47.748-07:00</updated><category term='11th Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Martins</title><subtitle type='html'>The life and times of the Idaho Martins</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-2600209291604057299</id><published>2009-06-01T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:49:20.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teton Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SiRUeQqTzkI/AAAAAAAAANI/KeO2dbN_zmE/s1600-h/hike+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342487936813485634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SiRUeQqTzkI/AAAAAAAAANI/KeO2dbN_zmE/s320/hike+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend we went to Driggs with my sister and her family and went for a hike in the Tetons. It was so beautiful, but native Idahoans will know what us Arizonans did not. Hiking in the Tetons is best done in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first clue should have been this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4c1a79b4d3d0984" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4c1a79b4d3d0984%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331422532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7502DF2F84500358B6E957CA4CE27094A09234ED.2064E91F0BAA73F77AB1CDBE257D22C03F5DCFD3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4c1a79b4d3d0984%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI8SK8X6RMLfRFX9Gbo05J1tOVmE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4c1a79b4d3d0984%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331422532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7502DF2F84500358B6E957CA4CE27094A09234ED.2064E91F0BAA73F77AB1CDBE257D22C03F5DCFD3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4c1a79b4d3d0984%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI8SK8X6RMLfRFX9Gbo05J1tOVmE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stream we were crossing was supposed to be a dry path. My brother-in-law, who hiked this last July, was surprised to find a flowing stream covering the path. Undaunted we crossed the trees and continued our hike, we should have paid attention in the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We crossed snow and a million downed trees that blocked the clearly marked path. It was hard but fun. Then we got 2/3 the way there and ate lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342489820804360034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SiRWL7EvJ2I/AAAAAAAAANY/PVj6arLuOFU/s320/hike+005-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you will note on the picture where we were &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to end. It was about another full mile around the rim of the canyon and covered in snow. So we ate lunch, enjoyed the view of the waterfall and cave we were supposed to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way down, Jack, who had been a trooper on the way up, gave out completely. Jason carried him the full two miles down the mountain, over the snow and slippery, muddy path. My hero, and certainly his son's hero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342494760316418658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SiRarcMLumI/AAAAAAAAANg/syID3ggKhYI/s320/hike+017.jpg" border="0" /&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/5576131437871921460-2600209291604057299?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a4c1a79b4d3d0984&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/2600209291604057299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=2600209291604057299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/2600209291604057299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/2600209291604057299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2009/06/teton-hike.html' title='Teton Hike'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SiRUeQqTzkI/AAAAAAAAANI/KeO2dbN_zmE/s72-c/hike+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-7851093191879497516</id><published>2009-05-29T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:26:41.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog of Summer!</title><content type='html'>Summer has finally TRULY come for Idaho, so we got out our water slide.  The kids were sliding normally on it for about three seconds, and then they started this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-daeb9cb27cf926cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddaeb9cb27cf926cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331422532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4483A6D294FBB6485EAC31D997A04935AB504658.487CAAD3C0ED759E5E57BFD5EBF1D0CCF1477F88%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddaeb9cb27cf926cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DntABKawUyHyWoJZ-17qQaUp4o44&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddaeb9cb27cf926cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331422532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4483A6D294FBB6485EAC31D997A04935AB504658.487CAAD3C0ED759E5E57BFD5EBF1D0CCF1477F88%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddaeb9cb27cf926cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DntABKawUyHyWoJZ-17qQaUp4o44&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-7851093191879497516?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=daeb9cb27cf926cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/7851093191879497516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=7851093191879497516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7851093191879497516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7851093191879497516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-blog-of-summer.html' title='First Blog of Summer!'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-806203948093814865</id><published>2009-05-07T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:59:55.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a much happier easter for us in Idaho this year. There was no snow! But there was a fabulous double rainbow the night we dyed eggs. It was so cool and bright and it made a full arc in the sky, although we weren't able to get pics of the full arc. (Just too dang big.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333185823551566866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNIQAXwtBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/gGr1CM42py0/s320/easter+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The kids hunted eggs twice this year. Uncle Mike and Aunt Laura hosted one egg hunt and Aunt Holly and Grandma Norma hosted the other one. It was fun and the kids ended up with so much candy you'd have thought it was Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333187948246821410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNKLrelaiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xKzYrFDm0pg/s320/easter+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333187955540898434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNKMGpoMoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/6nEg7aHIpaI/s320/easter+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333187963174950290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNKMjFulZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EjBGLFzoYQU/s320/easter+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333187953477610834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNKL-9s7VI/AAAAAAAAAMo/u4XvoPaXef0/s320/easter+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Being the dork that I am, I like the kids to match colors on the holidays (I've come a long way from when the three girls used to wear the same dress. I had to change, though, because Jack just didn't look as good in the dresses.) Anyway, I really love this pic of my kids.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333189240711301090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNLW6SIR-I/AAAAAAAAANA/Q30KJKq3cGQ/s320/easter+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-806203948093814865?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/806203948093814865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=806203948093814865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/806203948093814865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/806203948093814865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNIQAXwtBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/gGr1CM42py0/s72-c/easter+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-7248893853600788299</id><published>2009-05-07T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:39:58.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taryn Turns 6!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost my cord to my camera for a while, but I found it now, so let the blogging begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taryn's 6th birthday was supposed to be Welcome Spring. I got the idea two weeks earlier when the temps were in the high 50's. Fast forward to her birthday, freezing cold and wet outside and we had the Welcome Spring birthday indoors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cake was one giant cup cake, which I loved. It was easy to make and easy to decorate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333182213303086546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNE93JcrdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1FFXAxu0wAA/s320/tarbday+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But I had left over batter so I made these:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333183599574862018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNGOjaZSMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9j_nkCXC9Rk/s320/tarbday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought my family would enjoy the cupcakes, but I forgot how much kids love cupcakes. The end of the story is that my &lt;em&gt;family&lt;/em&gt; enjoyed a giant cupcake for a week and the kids ate the little cupcakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taryn had all her friends from kindergarten there. She had a great time and this is my favorite picture from the whole party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333184283639574226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNG2XwIbtI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HhxUoehdxBE/s320/tarbday+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/5576131437871921460-7248893853600788299?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/7248893853600788299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=7248893853600788299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7248893853600788299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7248893853600788299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2009/05/taryn-turns-6.html' title='Taryn Turns 6!!!!!'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SgNE93JcrdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1FFXAxu0wAA/s72-c/tarbday+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-5889316540300410176</id><published>2009-02-02T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:22:13.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 15 Minutes of Fame</title><content type='html'>We had an awesome Super Bowl Party last night (even though the dang Cards lost) and as proof, here's Channel 6's story on it. There's a little of our party in the beginning, but most of it comes at the 2 minute mark. Watch for me, I have something witty and intelligent to say. 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Fame'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-1448920359752774048</id><published>2009-01-05T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:04:03.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to Prayers</title><content type='html'>This is a hand of God entry, for which I am grateful.  I had a prayer answered over a month ago, but I didn't realize it until yesterday, so much for being in tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd been having problems getting my kids to clean.  Now, I'm no neat freak, far from it, but I just like the clutter and the toys picked up and, after nine years, I was getting tired of being the main picker-upper.  However, none of my kids love to clean up their toys--shock--and two of them outright hate it.  So it was always a struggle, usually leaving me seething and the kids angry or crying and the basement only half picked up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd been praying for a while for some inspiration on what to do, and every time I thought I'd found a fix, it would work once or twice, and then we'd be back to normal.  Well a month ago I had an inspiration while cleaning.  I was holding a flashlight and it was darkish in the basement.  As a joke, I said, "Let's play CSI cleanup," because, as anyone who has ever watched an episode of any of the three CSI's, it can be full sunlight, dark midnight or anywhere in between and they use their all powerful flashlights, forgoing turning on the lights, to find clues.  I shined the light on toys I wanted them to pick up and told them these were clues to why the basement was such a mess.  We had a good time, they fell over themselves picking up the "clues" and that was that, except the basement was 100% picked up and there were no tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I've used "CSI Cleanup" at least twice a week, including two times when they cleaned alone, and we never have tears, no fights and everything gets picked up.  EVERYTHING, even when they do it.  (I suspect it's the power of making their siblings pick up anything they shine the light on, it's a heady thing.)  But yesterday I realized that this was my long awaited answer to fun cleaning with my kids.  I'm grateful that our Father in Heaven answers all prayers, even the ones that in the grand scheme of things, aren't really that important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-1448920359752774048?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/1448920359752774048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=1448920359752774048' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1448920359752774048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1448920359752774048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2009/01/answers-to-prayers.html' title='Answers to Prayers'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-1242176309636314589</id><published>2008-12-23T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:49:38.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAVACI</title><content type='html'>My girls have been in Tavaci, a singing group for the entire time we've lived in Idaho. Terri, the director, is amazing, and the shows she puts on are great. They had their winter concert a couple of weeks ago, and I'm finally getting around to putting the video up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video is "The Snowman Song." This is a great example of what Terri is able to do with over 100 kids, and definitely my favorite song from the concert.  I'm not sure how the video will translate onto the internet, but in person it was so COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4eb82fafbfc8614a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4eb82fafbfc8614a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331422532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DEA41F21B4FCB7FAE161CB5CE1DF67F3EA237BE.1D1F8B34DB3112EA4F26553B4203EBE63F958D82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4eb82fafbfc8614a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCkUHyCU7Dz7BIxn5AhDbIkiHLsg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4eb82fafbfc8614a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331422532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DEA41F21B4FCB7FAE161CB5CE1DF67F3EA237BE.1D1F8B34DB3112EA4F26553B4203EBE63F958D82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4eb82fafbfc8614a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCkUHyCU7Dz7BIxn5AhDbIkiHLsg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This next video is Taryn's little part.  She sang with only two other kids at the beginning of one of the songs.  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I've been crazy busy and haven't actually logged on in a while, but while reading other blogs, I've realized I've been neglectful.  The other day we were having Family Home Evening on Thanksgiving.  My sister gave the lesson and was telling the story of the Pilgrims.  She told about why they left England and how long their voyage was.  Then she asked, "Does anyone know what time the Pilgrims landed?"  She meant of year, of course, and was going to go on and tell about their hard first winter.  Taryn raised her hand and said, "Three o'clock?"  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/STHfq1WiiSI/AAAAAAAAALo/orFNeuWTDOk/s1600-h/happythanksgivingdjdh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/STHfq1WiiSI/AAAAAAAAALo/orFNeuWTDOk/s320/happythanksgivingdjdh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274242565596678434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-4398695722462986111?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/4398695722462986111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=4398695722462986111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4398695722462986111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4398695722462986111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/11/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids Say the Darndest Things'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/STHfq1WiiSI/AAAAAAAAALo/orFNeuWTDOk/s72-c/happythanksgivingdjdh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-6584685695576044991</id><published>2008-11-05T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:37:04.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>My camera malfunctioned Halloween night and I have few, if any, usable pictures.  Anybody who was at the Bells that night and happens to have pics of my kids, at this point even if they're in the background, or me or Jason, PLEASE let me know.  I saw people with cameras that night so I'm begging for help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-6584685695576044991?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/6584685695576044991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=6584685695576044991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/6584685695576044991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/6584685695576044991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/11/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-7033706837733011848</id><published>2008-10-14T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:59:21.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu All Over Again</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those days where you feel like your life was on one continuous loop, kind of a "Groundhog Day" but in hours instead of a whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here, exhausted at 8 pm, and trying to think how I got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done the Dishes.  Yup at breakfast.  Yup at lunch.  Yup after school.  Yup after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry.  Before Lunch.  After Lunch.  After school got out.  Just finished folding and putting away the last load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean the basement.  Morning.  Afternoon.  Evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's been my day.  I've accomplished three things, mutiple times.  Boy do I feel accomplished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-7033706837733011848?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/7033706837733011848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=7033706837733011848' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7033706837733011848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7033706837733011848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/10/deja-vu-all-over-again.html' title='Deja Vu All Over Again'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-7709708379564534632</id><published>2008-10-10T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:44:06.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's the South, and there's the South South</title><content type='html'>Below is a blog entry from my friend in Tennessee.  I found it both horrifying and slightly amusing that the newspaper felt it necessary to put it it.  Please understand that this is in no way embellished or made up.  She got it out of her newspaper.  REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teamcurtis.blogspot.com/2008/09/squirrel-pot-pie.html"&gt;Squirrel Pot Pie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we live in the South, but it isn't the South-South, like Mississippi or Louisiana or Georgia. In fact, I have heard that Nashville is referred to as the "new South", which I thought meant, "new and improved". But then our local paper arrived, and my eyes were opened. There was a half page feature titled Squirrel Pot Pie. It starts off like this: "Do you hunt squirrels? Here're some reasons to besides making a good meal." Then the evils of squirrels are detailed in the next several paragraphs, including, "One of the biggest complaints we humans have about squirrels is that they raid our bird feeders." (The nerve! I'm convinced--they should definitely be eaten!)The article concludes with this sentiment and recipe: "'Tis the season to bag some bushytails--and here's how to cook 'em.3 squirrels1/2 cup of all purpose flour2 tablespoons butter1 quart boiling water1 chopped onion1 teaspoon salt1/4 teaspoon pepperBiscuit crust from a 10-biscuit canLemon juice, sherry or Worcestershire sauce (optional)Cut squirrels to serving size and roll in flour. Melt 2 tablespoons of butter in saucepan. Saute squirrel until brown. . ."There's more. But I need to go throw up now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-7709708379564534632?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/7709708379564534632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=7709708379564534632' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7709708379564534632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7709708379564534632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/10/theres-south-and-theres-south-south.html' title='There&apos;s the South, and there&apos;s the South South'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-7850655652448947282</id><published>2008-10-08T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:20:18.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fish Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a story of a man named Jason, who was not a very lucky fisherman. In fact, poor Jason never seemed to catch any fish, only fishlets. Then one October he went to a magical fishing haven called "Coeur d'Alene." For four days he and his brave fishing companions, Larkin, Mike and Al, toiled away the hours casting line after line and having very little luck, especially Jason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last day these intrepid men were in this magical land, they heard of a special lake called "Killarney." Our poor heroes were cold and tired, but they were willing to give it one more try. So they motored their boat out into the lake and Jason felt a tug and caught this fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254956768040288146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SO1bVq0Tf5I/AAAAAAAAALU/NIb9ieYeoCw/s320/Fishing+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was happy, even though it was quite an ordinary fish. But then he felt another tug at his line.  This time as he reeled, his companions watched in amazement.  They gaped at the great beast giving a mighty fight, but our hero was stronger, and soon had the thing on board.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS WAS THE FISH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254956915889797826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SO1beRmX-sI/AAAAAAAAALc/3FJtk4StiDI/s320/Fishing+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the story of how Jason caught his first, and possibly last, trophy fish.  Now bow your head in respect for this mighty fisherman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-7850655652448947282?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/7850655652448947282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=7850655652448947282' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7850655652448947282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7850655652448947282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/10/fish-story.html' title='A Fish Story'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SO1bVq0Tf5I/AAAAAAAAALU/NIb9ieYeoCw/s72-c/Fishing+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-153308368670855114</id><published>2008-09-04T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:05:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling the Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so we're sitting at lunch today and Taryn just casually says to Jason and me, "I think if I take another bite of my sandwich my tooth is going to fall out." That came totally out of the blue. She hasn't been complaining of a sore tooth and she never even mentioned one was loose. So we take a look and realize she's right. Jason grabs hold and two wiggles later its out. That was the least dramatic first tooth lost we've ever been through, and this from our biggest drama queen.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242367878362325730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SMChz2O0YuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/usz9dwsWIUc/s320/losttooth+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-153308368670855114?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/153308368670855114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=153308368670855114' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/153308368670855114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/153308368670855114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/09/calling-tooth-fairy.html' title='Calling the Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SMChz2O0YuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/usz9dwsWIUc/s72-c/losttooth+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-5147061777826286410</id><published>2008-08-29T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:21:01.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last One!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crawlersmileys.com/?d=1&amp;amp;sm=Circus%20monkey%3A9081&amp;amp;" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was Jack's first day of preschool. It's not very long and only twice a week, but he's so excited to be going to school like his sisters. This means that twice a week I am down to no kids at home. Part of me is sad at the end of an era, but part of me is doing a happy dance.&lt;a href="http://www.crawlersmileys.com/?d=1&amp;amp;sm=Falling%20down%3A11300&amp;amp;" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img height="39" alt="Falling down:11300" src="http://ui.crawlersmileys.com/files/smileys/17/03/s43.giff?id=11300" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240083409405503266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SLiEGQMIZyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/EwgWJRduIFE/s320/1stdayschl+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;He's also excited because his cousin Braden is going to the same school, but not the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240083414006444322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SLiEGhVFMSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/C7nlyZ319nE/s320/1stdayschl+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-5147061777826286410?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/5147061777826286410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=5147061777826286410' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/5147061777826286410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/5147061777826286410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-one.html' title='Last One!!!!'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SLiEGQMIZyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/EwgWJRduIFE/s72-c/1stdayschl+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-4670432146407107027</id><published>2008-08-26T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:18:29.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd put this up because it cracked me up. We were talking to the girls today at dinner about school and when it was Taryn's turn she did her usual minute by minute detail of her day. One of the things they did was talk about their favorite story. Curiously I asked her what her favorite story was, expecting "Ella Enchanted" or something like that. She said "Goldilocks and the Three Bears." I thought that was odd, so I asked why, expecting to hear "I like bears" or "She has yellow hair like me." In keeping with her quirky personality, she said, "Because I like porridge." So there you have it. I guess we'll be making porridge this winter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238861270158898930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SLQskYtfdvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UBYlA1JUAG0/s320/papa+008-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/5576131437871921460-4670432146407107027?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/4670432146407107027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=4670432146407107027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4670432146407107027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4670432146407107027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-thought-id-put-this-up-because-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SLQskYtfdvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UBYlA1JUAG0/s72-c/papa+008-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-272604441396615710</id><published>2008-08-22T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:42:07.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's Brenna's first day of 4th Grade, but I can remember Brenna's first day of kindergarten perfectly, so I thought I'd indulge myself in a stroll down memory lane. It's amazing how fast time passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237443430863521186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK8jDRvSxaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tllk8rj6YwU/s320/bren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can't get over how tiny she looks as a kindergartner, or how mature she looks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237443433601264066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK8jDb8BacI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BFdlkRXO_jY/s320/kiki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kylee's look is more mature, but her size is nearly the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237443440827474146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK8jD224oOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6GPT8Q6yg9I/s320/1stdayschl+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And my newest kindergartner.  She looks grown up to me, but I think that comes with the perspective of how fast they grow up once they hit school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-272604441396615710?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/272604441396615710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=272604441396615710' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/272604441396615710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/272604441396615710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK8jDRvSxaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tllk8rj6YwU/s72-c/bren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-201857168479705770</id><published>2008-08-13T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:48:52.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Diego-Go-Go B'Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack turned 3 today! (My "baby" is 3, that's hard to swallow.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234153259931522946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SKNyqH4r14I/AAAAAAAAAGM/wThyc_-KQJg/s320/jackbday+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had an all Diego Birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234151790963731442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SKNxUnjeK_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PWcHNSsmkD8/s320/jackbday+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;was Diego. (and another attempt at fondant cakes. My mom and sister told me that on the Food Network they would have molded a 3-D Diego out of blown sugar, and I told them where they could put it. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Almost all of his presents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234152812134877618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SKNyQDtpSbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W9ESRdP6Xow/s320/jackbday+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;were Diego, almost like his friends knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Jack was the center of attention and king of his world. So he was happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234152822677237154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SKNyQq_I7aI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VXqKwsEGcmI/s320/jackbday+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Happy Birthday Bug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-201857168479705770?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/201857168479705770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=201857168479705770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/201857168479705770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/201857168479705770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/08/jack.html' title='Jack&apos;s Diego-Go-Go B&apos;Day'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SKNyqH4r14I/AAAAAAAAAGM/wThyc_-KQJg/s72-c/jackbday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-6423826045461753713</id><published>2008-08-03T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:55:09.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenna &amp; Kylee's Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>Birthday's this year got a little messed up, so I had a small cake and ice cream party for family for Brenna and Kylee. To make it more special, I attempted a rolled fondant cake like the ones on the Food Network Challenges, only not quite as good. It was a pain, but if you don't look too carefully, it looks pretty good.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230427437509110482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SJY2Ctwv6tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/djmjonIcjRc/s320/Birthday+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230427445758702994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SJY2DMfmtZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sPztTlYHsps/s320/Birthday+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230427448794495538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SJY2DXzZOjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/haP77GJyrEM/s320/Birthday+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230427459540561442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SJY2D_1dLiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W-0c9Xtd5Fo/s320/Birthday+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-6423826045461753713?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/6423826045461753713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=6423826045461753713' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/6423826045461753713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/6423826045461753713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/08/brenna-kylees-birthday-cake.html' title='Brenna &amp; Kylee&apos;s Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SJY2Ctwv6tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/djmjonIcjRc/s72-c/Birthday+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-1492613517923021702</id><published>2008-07-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:59:46.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MEMORY GAME&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see all the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume your playing the game and I will come to your blog and leave one about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-1492613517923021702?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/1492613517923021702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=1492613517923021702' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1492613517923021702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1492613517923021702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/07/memory-game-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-1652825063816170176</id><published>2008-07-25T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:03:29.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761522070590&amp;amp;site=widget-3e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761522070590&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/p1/2882303761522070590/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SG-RlTnWOqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AkTcoJj9KBE/s320/night+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Hope you all had a wonderful &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-1280078752266810278?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/1280078752266810278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=1280078752266810278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1280078752266810278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1280078752266810278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SG-RlTnWOqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AkTcoJj9KBE/s72-c/night+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-6873705832300287318</id><published>2008-06-27T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T14:45:31.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawmill Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SGVfF-j350I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7BD5AoEUAsc/s1600-h/sawmill+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216680299676034882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SGVfF-j350I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7BD5AoEUAsc/s320/sawmill+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went camping at Sawmill Canyon last weekend. It was so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216678733241458562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SGVdqzIxH4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/MNfE53XoTew/s320/sawmill+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This creek--that Taryn just took a dip in--ran right by our campsite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216679048055379458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SGVd9H6QVgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DUvYx9gVQMs/s320/sawmill+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you look closely at my nephew's face you can see the temperature of the water could be best described as BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216679621647240850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SGVeegtNjpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/k5lRBGsI7TM/s320/sawmill+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hiked 2.25 miles to get to Mill Lake, which is a pristine lake in the mountains, with great fishing. My brother described the first 2 miles of the hike as "like walking in your back yard." I was unaware my brother lived on the side of a mountain, but the hike was definitely worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-6873705832300287318?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/6873705832300287318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=6873705832300287318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/6873705832300287318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/6873705832300287318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/06/sawmill-canyon.html' title='Sawmill Canyon'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SGVfF-j350I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7BD5AoEUAsc/s72-c/sawmill+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-8188977623231374244</id><published>2008-04-09T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:13:57.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter in Cold Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5ESaq2eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j09dfq1lGpE/s1600-h/Easter+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187294722882460130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5ESaq2eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j09dfq1lGpE/s320/Easter+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5Fiaq2fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4b1w4S17zhk/s1600-h/Larry+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187294744357296626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5Fiaq2fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4b1w4S17zhk/s320/Larry+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5GSaq2gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1694b0flFGA/s1600-h/Easter+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187294757242198530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5GSaq2gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1694b0flFGA/s320/Easter+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5Giaq2hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/58zNjG30wzY/s1600-h/Easter+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187294761537165842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5Giaq2hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/58zNjG30wzY/s320/Easter+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter came early this year, but spring didn't. I hope not to have too many easter pictures like these. The first ones are Brenna and Taryn and the last two are my neices, Maddie and Karlie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason joked that this year for Easter we would not bother to dye the eggs and just put them in the snow.  (That was two weeks before Easter, and we had no idea that it would prove true.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-8188977623231374244?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/8188977623231374244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=8188977623231374244' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/8188977623231374244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/8188977623231374244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-in-cold-idaho.html' title='Easter in Cold Idaho'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R_z5ESaq2eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j09dfq1lGpE/s72-c/Easter+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-8949779099801544205</id><published>2008-01-30T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T07:40:25.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from Winter in Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZS_wTRPI/AAAAAAAAADU/rPcx3RTj4yI/s1600-h/winter+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161293724597306610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZS_wTRPI/AAAAAAAAADU/rPcx3RTj4yI/s320/winter+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the icicles hanging from our front porch.  Sure they were deadly to anyone who tried to visit, but Jason was proud of them, so visitors beware!  (Actually, you're all fine now, Brenna and her cousin got thirsty one day while playing and broke them off for water.  Yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZTPwTRQI/AAAAAAAAADc/vZBlfgYUg4E/s1600-h/winter+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161293728892273922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZTPwTRQI/AAAAAAAAADc/vZBlfgYUg4E/s320/winter+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken in front of my parents house, as were the next two.  This is the bank my dad has to throw snow up and over to clear his driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZTvwTRRI/AAAAAAAAADk/ywUhTI3nZTs/s1600-h/winter+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161293737482208530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZTvwTRRI/AAAAAAAAADk/ywUhTI3nZTs/s320/winter+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These snow blocks were cut from my parents driveway.  In the last couple of weeks, the snow has been so cold and heavy that they couldn't shovel, so they cut snow blocks and had to carry them off the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZT_wTRSI/AAAAAAAAADs/dMGPFJlqc-U/s1600-h/winter+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161293741777175842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZT_wTRSI/AAAAAAAAADs/dMGPFJlqc-U/s320/winter+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bank of snow just off my parents patio.  (Right in front of the hottub)  The banks are so high that if you want to cool off --from the tub-- you can just run out and straight into the snow and it will cover your whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CYfvwTRLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OmeEYgOT2CA/s1600-h/winter+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CXmPwTRHI/AAAAAAAAACU/peRi8C_EjZk/s1600-h/winter+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CXmvwTRII/AAAAAAAAACc/XYTBr4lw3Nk/s1600-h/winter+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CXnPwTRJI/AAAAAAAAACk/1oqU5nqMqZI/s1600-h/winter+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CXnfwTRKI/AAAAAAAAACs/xBnSui_D-oY/s1600-h/winter+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CYj_wTROI/AAAAAAAAADM/bT8_Jle6syA/s1600-h/winter+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-8949779099801544205?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/8949779099801544205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=8949779099801544205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/8949779099801544205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/8949779099801544205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/01/scenes-from-winter-in-idaho.html' title='Scenes from Winter in Idaho'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CZS_wTRPI/AAAAAAAAADU/rPcx3RTj4yI/s72-c/winter+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-9134770426796917845</id><published>2008-01-30T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T07:26:06.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CWuvwTRGI/AAAAAAAAACM/VKV-lS1ke38/s1600-h/cardpics+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161290902803792994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CWuvwTRGI/AAAAAAAAACM/VKV-lS1ke38/s320/cardpics+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's about February, so it seems like it's time for me to add my Christmas picture.  This is the card we sent out.  We actually, after a million tries, got a better picture of Taryn and Jack, but Jason felt this more accurately showed our children.  So, better late than never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-9134770426796917845?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/9134770426796917845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=9134770426796917845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/9134770426796917845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/9134770426796917845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/R6CWuvwTRGI/AAAAAAAAACM/VKV-lS1ke38/s72-c/cardpics+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-1520382967325715783</id><published>2007-11-11T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:42:49.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeS97xLaxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4e3M-MYEgDQ/s1600-h/halloween+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131731893125606162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeS97xLaxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4e3M-MYEgDQ/s320/halloween+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jack as we were trying to get him dressed. He wanted his "Rella" dress, just like his sisters. (Boy does he need a brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeTBbxLayI/AAAAAAAAACE/FnZhwOys5Oo/s1600-h/halloween+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131731953255148322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeTBbxLayI/AAAAAAAAACE/FnZhwOys5Oo/s320/halloween+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jack after seeing himself in the bathroom mirror. We had trouble getting it off of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeSJbxLauI/AAAAAAAAABk/NhTMfZ6anFo/s1600-h/halloween+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730991182473954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeSJbxLauI/AAAAAAAAABk/NhTMfZ6anFo/s320/halloween+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist putting up this close up. We made Taryn a southern belle, and the curls were done with copious amounts of hairspray and hot curling irons. The effect was cute and lasted all of an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeSLLxLavI/AAAAAAAAABs/KG3cPDrQ4XA/s1600-h/halloween+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131731021247245042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeSLLxLavI/AAAAAAAAABs/KG3cPDrQ4XA/s320/halloween+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls, a southern belle, a queen (what else would Brenna be) and the gold princess. (Or the oscar statue, if you ask Jason.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeSMbxLawI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pmJ0v2P6Emg/s1600-h/halloween+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-1520382967325715783?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/1520382967325715783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=1520382967325715783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1520382967325715783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/1520382967325715783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-2007.html' title='Halloween 2007'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RzeS97xLaxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4e3M-MYEgDQ/s72-c/halloween+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-4480581284507137691</id><published>2007-10-14T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T18:57:54.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11th Anniversary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom agreed to watch the kids, so we went to Provo for our anniversary.  We stayed at the Hines Mansion.  It was great!!!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHtmUGaKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2qLKlBPG1HM/s1600-h/anniversary+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121375312466569378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHtmUGaKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2qLKlBPG1HM/s320/anniversary+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While in Utah, we went to the gardens at Thanksgiving Point.  It was so beautiful.  The gardens were in full fall color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHuGUGaLI/AAAAAAAAABE/_I7kN6yUmWk/s1600-h/anniversary+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121375321056503986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHuGUGaLI/AAAAAAAAABE/_I7kN6yUmWk/s320/anniversary+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above is a view from above the waterfalls.   There are so many vantage points to see the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHumUGaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/oUXolAaEx4w/s1600-h/anniversary+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121375329646438594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHumUGaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/oUXolAaEx4w/s320/anniversary+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Monet gardens.  I imagine in the spring and summer it's a little prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHu2UGaNI/AAAAAAAAABU/2DTJE3yFjoM/s1600-h/anniversary+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121375333941405906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHu2UGaNI/AAAAAAAAABU/2DTJE3yFjoM/s320/anniversary+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Behind me are the falls.  When we first got there, we admired the falls, but we didn't realize you could walk above them.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHvGUGaOI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DesnSqcxbM/s1600-h/anniversary+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121375338236373218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHvGUGaOI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DesnSqcxbM/s320/anniversary+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a view of the main building, about half way through the gardens.  This is from the Vista Garden, where you can see the whole garden.  We even saw a fox running through the gardens.  It was amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-4480581284507137691?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/4480581284507137691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=4480581284507137691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4480581284507137691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4480581284507137691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-mom-agreed-to-watch-kids-so-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RxLHtmUGaKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2qLKlBPG1HM/s72-c/anniversary+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-7027442481875063895</id><published>2007-10-05T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T15:34:32.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wego" Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/Rwa7JmUGaJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_SKWWmGHdVA/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby's not so little or such a baby any more. Getting rid of the crib was a big thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/Rwa6zmUGaHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FbbxA3bWL_4/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117983422174095474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/Rwa6zmUGaHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FbbxA3bWL_4/s320/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack's Favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Dora (Jason says it's because he's into Latin chicks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Wego (Diego)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Blue's Clues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Barney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Spider Dan (He can even sing the song, "Spider Dan, Spider Dan, does what Spider Dan do")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-7027442481875063895?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/7027442481875063895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=7027442481875063895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7027442481875063895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/7027442481875063895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2007/10/wego-bed.html' title='&quot;Wego&quot; Bed'/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/Rwa6zmUGaHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FbbxA3bWL_4/s72-c/P1010003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576131437871921460.post-4217779520446107327</id><published>2007-09-25T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:07:55.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGKmUGaEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xsKEABgvcUs/s1600-h/holly+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114266368497576002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGKmUGaEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xsKEABgvcUs/s320/holly+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGK2UGaFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DxnybdIBq6M/s1600-h/kylee+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114266372792543314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGK2UGaFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DxnybdIBq6M/s320/kylee+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGLWUGaGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/n2Xda9g8zDE/s1600-h/holly+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114266381382477922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGLWUGaGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/n2Xda9g8zDE/s320/holly+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are looking at what we've been doing since the end of summer. Soccer practices and soccer games. I've never been a soccer mom before, but all three girls announced they wanted to play this year, so here I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5576131437871921460-4217779520446107327?l=jhmartin96.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/feeds/4217779520446107327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576131437871921460&amp;postID=4217779520446107327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4217779520446107327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576131437871921460/posts/default/4217779520446107327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhmartin96.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-looking-at-what-weve-been-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05404109586166555001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/SK7LMmBujmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bckuvmvSDZg/S220/mepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jcKGnOQ9tGg/RvmGKmUGaEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xsKEABgvcUs/s72-c/holly+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
