<?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-2420452416056269600</id><updated>2012-01-17T12:14:39.297-07:00</updated><category term='love actually'/><category term='My Husband Rocks'/><title type='text'>This is the Story of a Girl...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4467217022128725943</id><published>2011-01-09T22:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:09:43.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Night at Boondock’s</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:9b4e24e5-b29d-49a8-97e1-10f18a458e6c" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!203&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Boondock's" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TSqUly-lG0I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/lnq2UFAGFUA/InlineRepresentationf3dd2d85-f569-4627-b39d-00bb3ad1ee2d%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:445px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!203&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Gill Sans MT"&gt;Sadly, we haven’t ever had a family vacation…just my little family.&amp;#160; That little fact has been getting on my nerves quite a bit last year. Knowing that Ethan would be off-track until January 18th I really wanted to plan something fun in Salt Lake City and have a mini-“stay”cation.&amp;#160; Well, finances and a smart husband wouldn’t allow it so we decided to just have a memorable night at Boondock’s in Kaysville.&amp;#160; We had never been there, but Ethan has always wanted to go so we just did it!&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Gill Sans MT"&gt;What a fun place!!&amp;#160; As you can tell from the pictures we all had a blast!&amp;#160; Ellie was content to wander around and see all the lights and hit the buttons on the games.&amp;#160; Izzy was so over stimulated she couldn’t stay in one spot for too long.&amp;#160; Corey and I split up and he was in charge of following her around while I guided Ellie’s interests to do what Ethan wanted.&amp;#160; Ethan had the time of his life.&amp;#160; I think he played 10 games of Skee-Ball and every other game in the place at least once.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Gill Sans MT"&gt;As we were leaving (3 hours later) he hugged me and said, “This was way better than any vacation, Mom.”&amp;#160; What a sweet kid right?&amp;#160; Well, he has also never been on a vacation, but now I am not so sure how we are ever going to top Boondock’s.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-4467217022128725943?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4467217022128725943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4467217022128725943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4467217022128725943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4467217022128725943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-night-at-boondocks_09.html' title='Family Night at Boondock’s'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TSqUly-lG0I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/lnq2UFAGFUA/s72-c/InlineRepresentationf3dd2d85-f569-4627-b39d-00bb3ad1ee2d%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6648818102763771868</id><published>2010-12-28T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:49:12.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kidlets</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrLua7i0HI/AAAAAAAACzw/4-dFRJGg1gk/s1600-h/kidlets%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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It’s just magical!&amp;#160; I am always up before my children making as much noise as I can to wake them up.&amp;#160; I love seeing their eyes get wide and excited to see that Santa has come.&amp;#160; It’s a feeling like no other to see my kids open a present they have “asked Santa” for all year long.&amp;#160; I just love Christmas with children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRj8jzDX-sI/AAAAAAAACxU/U8CJjIpUdQ0/s1600-h/Christmas%20083%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 083" border="0" alt="Christmas 083" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRj8kat4z0I/AAAAAAAACvc/AG85ZPoGhVA/Christmas%20083_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="141" height="110" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRj8lu0UTYI/AAAAAAAACvo/SVwKX85DbYE/s1600-h/Christmas%20086%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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We had scones, eggs, biscuts and gravy, etc.&amp;#160; Pam &amp;amp; Rich had just bought a new tv and go this little remote control car with their purchase; the kids each had a turn going for a ride.&amp;#160; Except Izzy; she wanted nothing to do with the thing.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:5da97b86-fb93-407d-8888-c8629f0181b7" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!183&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Christmas Morning" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRj8oC3pGrI/AAAAAAAACuw/cle6L5VvCE4/InlineRepresentationa3c1e99e-2078-4eac-93ee-7da9c94a0c24%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:414px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!183&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then it was off the Kari and Michael’s house to see my Mom and enjoy a ham dinner.&amp;#160; It’s so much fun to get my siblings together and our children.&amp;#160; We laugh and laugh.&amp;#160; I usually leave our family functions with a headache from laughing so hard.&amp;#160; Today was no exception.&amp;#160; We decided to do the 12 days of Christmas to my Mom this year as she is enduring some hard times right now.&amp;#160; She absolutely loved it!&amp;#160; Then as she gave each of us a present she told us each of a special memory she has of us.&amp;#160; Yeah, it was a pretty emotional thing.&amp;#160; I love my mom!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRj8pNw-bMI/AAAAAAAACw4/KM4MfMPtmB0/s1600-h/mom%20and%20beck%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="mom and beck" border="0" alt="mom and beck" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRj8pmidmSI/AAAAAAAACxA/nfzhgsuV11g/mom%20and%20beck_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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 &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This was one of the best Christmas Eve parties we have had.&amp;#160; It was soooooo fun.&amp;#160; Decorations were beautiful!&amp;#160; Food was amazing!&amp;#160; Games and Talents were unbelieveable!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhphtDDtI/AAAAAAAACx0/PHhSEpIAoxE/s1600-h/Christmas%20075%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 075" border="0" alt="Christmas 075" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhq348LdI/AAAAAAAACx4/RY0HJQ8w6rQ/Christmas%20075_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhrvirAjI/AAAAAAAACx8/jqFgmkAlS8o/s1600-h/Christmas%20072%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 072" border="0" alt="Christmas 072" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhsBrT_DI/AAAAAAAACyA/q9f_0_LHJuk/Christmas%20072_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="153" height="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Grandma Great bought all the grandkids and great grandkids pajamas and a little toy.&amp;#160; Ellie looked like a little snow princess.&amp;#160; Izzy was rockin’ her green warm ups.&amp;#160; And Ethan was too busy with his cousins to hold still for a decent picture.&amp;#160; My mom managed to get a family picture of us though:&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhskj6aeI/AAAAAAAACyE/_2hwnV0BcdY/s1600-h/vandenbergs%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="vandenbergs" border="0" alt="vandenbergs" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhtTdoW0I/AAAAAAAACyI/ma2qnjiOTgo/vandenbergs_thumb%5B17%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="331" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This year Corey and I orchestrated our version of “A Minute to Win it.”&amp;#160; Good times!&amp;#160; We laughed so hard and had a lot of fun trying to involve every age group.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:1dae696f-1c95-4700-88f8-064b6bad76c9" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!189&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Minute to Win it" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRo4xLaK89I/AAAAAAAACyw/TtEURQhbHnU/InlineRepresentationcd6cb28f-2009-4f38-8646-68324ae3d0c0%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:479px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!189&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;View Full Album&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/2420452416056269600-7820623836193084709?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7820623836193084709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7820623836193084709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7820623836193084709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7820623836193084709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-party.html' title='Christmas Eve Party'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRlhn4-bhiI/AAAAAAAACxo/0-_FVzIPAtU/s72-c/Christmas%20070_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-873415698038433114</id><published>2010-12-23T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:24:57.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! A new calling to start the New Year…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRMHTZ_9QUI/AAAAAAAACqw/wQ-Y-LvHywM/s1600-h/image%5B7%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRMHVkjMDEI/AAAAAAAACq0/VgYteig8osc/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was called and recently set apart to be the 2nd counselor in the Relief Society Presidency in my ward.&amp;#160; Wow!&amp;#160; I am really excited and can’t wait to see what this next year brings. I look forward to the experience and I love being back in Relief Society.&amp;#160; ;) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-873415698038433114?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/873415698038433114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=873415698038433114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/873415698038433114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/873415698038433114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/12/wow-new-calling-to-start-new-year.html' title='Wow! A new calling to start the New Year…'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRMHVkjMDEI/AAAAAAAACq0/VgYteig8osc/s72-c/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-627247854806595924</id><published>2010-12-16T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:44:49.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Locks of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKxnfjerI/AAAAAAAACzI/248kVq0TeJI/s1600-h/Christmas%20008%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 008" border="0" alt="Christmas 008" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKxw24O9I/AAAAAAAACzM/fwMGrGAkSsQ/Christmas%20008_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKyNm2dOI/AAAAAAAACzQ/SIaVL8Aiewg/s1600-h/Christmas%20018%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 018" border="0" alt="Christmas 018" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKygnN2xI/AAAAAAAACzU/zsjZtW93K2U/Christmas%20018_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKy6EnTYI/AAAAAAAACzY/HdJtWdUGTWs/s1600-h/Christmas%20009%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 009" border="0" alt="Christmas 009" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKzS-KHLI/AAAAAAAACzc/U-4oJyRmcWc/Christmas%20009_thumb%5B14%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="168" height="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKzunULeI/AAAAAAAACzg/Kvw-EJdGqKo/s1600-h/Christmas%20017%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Christmas 017" border="0" alt="Christmas 017" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrK0CgY6OI/AAAAAAAACzk/oLbuL5t6PkY/Christmas%20017_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="162" height="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-627247854806595924?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/627247854806595924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=627247854806595924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/627247854806595924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/627247854806595924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/12/locks-of-love.html' title='Locks of Love'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TRrKxw24O9I/AAAAAAAACzM/fwMGrGAkSsQ/s72-c/Christmas%20008_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-9136313332504357762</id><published>2010-11-09T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T08:25:21.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Caleb is blessed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; 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 &lt;p&gt;Ellie is always falling and tripping.&amp;#160; I know it comes with being a child and learning to balance that head on your shoulders as your legs grow twice as fast as the rest of your body; but this child falls all the time!&amp;#160; This particular day she was looking through a Shopko Toys mailer and Izzy was trying to take it from her.&amp;#160; In an attempt to keep it to herself she spun around to jerk the magazine out of Izzy hand and landed face first (nose first) on the front step.&amp;#160; These are photos of the next day.&amp;#160; Ya, it’s pretty funny looking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3HklLrI/AAAAAAAACIY/6HtCz2u30qk/s1600-h/10-26%20007%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="10-26 007" border="0" alt="10-26 007" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3nzSkgI/AAAAAAAACIc/-3A6a_db4bw/10-26%20007_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" height="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB4WWHY2I/AAAAAAAACIg/Q2FYohycj-M/s1600-h/10-26%20008%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="10-26 008" border="0" alt="10-26 008" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB46T5CSI/AAAAAAAACIk/wwLB-bV1Go0/10-26%20008_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="209" height="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3HklLrI/AAAAAAAACIY/6HtCz2u30qk/s1600-h/10-26%20007%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3HklLrI/AAAAAAAACIY/6HtCz2u30qk/s1600-h/10-26%20007%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3HklLrI/AAAAAAAACIY/6HtCz2u30qk/s1600-h/10-26%20007%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3HklLrI/AAAAAAAACIY/6HtCz2u30qk/s1600-h/10-26%20007%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My brother, Danny was commenting on how little kids fall all the time and he remarked that he just wants to say “Stop falling!” to his children.&amp;#160; He then said that must be how Heavenly Father feels when he continually watches His children fall.&amp;#160; Now whenever I repeat the same mistakes and continually stumble over the same weakness I tell myself that Heavenly Father is thinking, “Just stop falling” and then he patiently picks me up and hugs me and kisses it better and let’s me try again.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-267535118113116492?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/267535118113116492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=267535118113116492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/267535118113116492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/267535118113116492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/11/always-falling.html' title='Always Falling!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNSB3nzSkgI/AAAAAAAACIc/-3A6a_db4bw/s72-c/10-26%20007_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2984283678542972161</id><published>2010-11-04T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:56:29.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nieces and Nephews!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNR9ioaW-AI/AAAAAAAACIM/a1Tz18DthYs/s1600-h/P8290085%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="10-26 074" border="0" alt="10-26 074" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNMzP0_elrI/AAAAAAAACIA/m64rrWOg4VI/10-26%20074_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="229" height="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNMzQRyXO6I/AAAAAAAACIE/GpJ3dqQwhLo/s1600-h/B-Man%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA         " border="0" alt="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA         " align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNMzQhITRxI/AAAAAAAACII/BDNyqU6Uuow/B-Man_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="152" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ya know, I realized a couple months ago that I really don’t have many pictures of my nieces and nephews on the Vandenberg side.&amp;#160; So, I have made more of an effort to carry my camera to every event.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Harrington"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aren’t they cute?&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;These little beauties are Xavier (X), Evelyn (Evvie), Isaac, Shirley, and Brennon.&amp;#160; I have been so blessed to have married into a family that loves little ones and are so cute with them…and they make cute kids!&amp;#160; I love these little ones!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-2984283678542972161?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2984283678542972161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2984283678542972161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2984283678542972161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2984283678542972161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/11/nieces-and-nephews.html' title='Nieces and Nephews!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNMzMR7oZZI/AAAAAAAACIQ/vDuAV4UzbxU/s72-c/P8290085_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-184266269153232216</id><published>2010-10-26T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:41:54.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends: Baylee Funk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fYapXaCI/AAAAAAAAC0A/ll3iJNvGaJA/s1600-h/10-26%20013%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="10-26 013" border="0" alt="10-26 013" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fY9Fdv1I/AAAAAAAAC0E/GjnN8jBDpyg/10-26%20013_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="372" height="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Baylee is not only our next door neighbor, but the daughter of our greatest friends.&amp;#160; She is so much fun.&amp;#160; Her and Ethan always have a good time together!&amp;#160; Their latest kick is playing Wii or computer games.&amp;#160; I think their favorite right now is Plants vs Zombies.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ethan and Baylee have always been friends and enjoyed each others company.&amp;#160; I think she is like having another sister for Ethan.&amp;#160; The other day he told me that Baylee was his best friend.&amp;#160; He asked if that was weird because she is a girl. I said absolutely not.&amp;#160; I let him know that she makes a great best friend because she likes him for who he is and he like being with her.&amp;#160; Baylee is just wonderful and I absolutely love her!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-favIrb3I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/_O2eJDGJ5fU/s1600-h/10-26%20014%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="10-26 014" border="0" alt="10-26 014" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fbDj0kaI/AAAAAAAAC0U/bmqnQHzd5Cc/10-26%20014_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="188" height="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fb5Xi79I/AAAAAAAAC0k/Tg2D2UT4VyE/s1600-h/10-26%20019%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="10-26 019" border="0" alt="10-26 019" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fcN1r0BI/AAAAAAAAC0c/5iJDhQ_1zFA/10-26%20019_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="181" height="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fb5Xi79I/AAAAAAAAC0o/5ITOymFY1fw/s1600-h/10-26%20019%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-184266269153232216?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/184266269153232216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=184266269153232216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/184266269153232216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/184266269153232216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-friends-baylee-funk.html' title='Best Friends: Baylee Funk'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TR-fY9Fdv1I/AAAAAAAAC0E/GjnN8jBDpyg/s72-c/10-26%20013_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-5318026054543775769</id><published>2010-09-05T01:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:55:19.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan and Bridger get baptized!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFqL0nJqI/AAAAAAAACAA/I-Yj9gBrE10/s1600/baptism+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFqL0nJqI/AAAAAAAACAA/I-Yj9gBrE10/s320/baptism+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513326959861900962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINGHZuQP5I/AAAAAAAACAI/v28YKueFsEY/s1600/baptism+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINGHZuQP5I/AAAAAAAACAI/v28YKueFsEY/s320/baptism+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513327461809536914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINGHZuQP5I/AAAAAAAACAI/v28YKueFsEY/s1600/baptism+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's something rather special about watching your first child get baptized.  I cannot even begin to explain the swelling in my heart as I watched Ethan descend into the font with his father.  I just felt overwhelmed watching the two men I love most in this world share in this sacred event together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFplafS3I/AAAAAAAAB_4/tE56evfik-o/s1600/baptism+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFplafS3I/AAAAAAAAB_4/tE56evfik-o/s320/baptism+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513326949551786866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFoSRfILI/AAAAAAAAB_o/6e-DD9VRoL0/s1600/baptism+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFoSRfILI/AAAAAAAAB_o/6e-DD9VRoL0/s320/baptism+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513326927233884338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFoSRfILI/AAAAAAAAB_o/6e-DD9VRoL0/s1600/baptism+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan was so nervous all day.  Each time his nerves would get to him, Ethan would ask Corey to practice with him.  Somehow that just calmed him.  Ethan slowly walked down the stairs into the font and kept close to his daddy.  They assumed the position and my heart felt like it would burst with pride.  I smiled big as I looked at my little son surrounded by water and dressed in white...adorned with his glasses.  Yep, he wore his glasses.  Corey said the prayer and Ethan went under the water completely...just like they practiced.  When he emerged he let out this big sigh as if to say, "It's over" or "I did it."  The audience chuckled and I was beaming and fighting back tears.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Ethan's confirmation, he walked up to me and said, "Mom, I was really scared until I walked into the water.  Then I felt really proud of myself."  I told him I felt the same way: very proud of him.  Corey told me that the blessing he gave Ethan moved him and touched him more so than the blessing he gave Ethan at his baby blessing.  I will let Corey talk about that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a great day!  One of the best of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFpDkfY2I/AAAAAAAAB_w/caW6g6VU5Ro/s1600/baptism+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFpDkfY2I/AAAAAAAAB_w/caW6g6VU5Ro/s320/baptism+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513326940466930530" border="0" /&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/2420452416056269600-5318026054543775769?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5318026054543775769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=5318026054543775769' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5318026054543775769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5318026054543775769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/09/ethan-and-bridger-get-baptized.html' title='Ethan and Bridger get baptized!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TINFqL0nJqI/AAAAAAAACAA/I-Yj9gBrE10/s72-c/baptism+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7235124463661588089</id><published>2010-08-20T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:12:58.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WAX LIPS…need I say more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYZD-4GBQI/AAAAAAAACKI/fPcl3ttY-KY/s1600-h/8-2010%20013%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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He orders the same thing:&amp;#160; Zuppa Soup and a Root Beer.&amp;#160; Corey and I bring a bag of presents and E opens them while we wait for the food and after we are finished.&amp;#160; No, there are not a lot of presents…our food just comes really fast. :)&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ethan is a truly amazing boy!&amp;#160; I am so proud of how hard he tries in school and how he wants so badly to succeed at everything he does.&amp;#160; I am grateful for his tender heart.&amp;#160; I love that he is sensitive to the needs of others.&amp;#160; He is a cuddly boy and loves to give hugs and cuddles.&amp;#160; He always tells me he loves me when he leaves the house…I hope that always continues.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can’t believe E is getting baptized!&amp;#160; I am so proud of him.&amp;#160; Heavenly Father has blessed me to be able to raise one of his choicest of spirits.&amp;#160; Love you buddy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-831776723867349573?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/831776723867349573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=831776723867349573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/831776723867349573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/831776723867349573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-turns-8.html' title='E turns 8!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYYelBaZ7I/AAAAAAAACJg/QWmwFY20lw4/s72-c/P8180044_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1711981749533184440</id><published>2010-08-14T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:02:27.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I would love to know what these little munchkins were thinking when they decided to dance around with swim diapers on their heads.&amp;#160; I think I know whose idea it was though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYWuqT6SUI/AAAAAAAACI4/VK910DeIQgc/s1600-h/8-2010%20004%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="8-2010 004" border="0" alt="8-2010 004" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYWvdFfjcI/AAAAAAAACI8/seHE9fXnGH0/8-2010%20004_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYWwTfgHBI/AAAAAAAACJA/s4DgEMLK-qc/s1600-h/8-2010%20001%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="8-2010 001" border="0" alt="8-2010 001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYWwjoihbI/AAAAAAAACJE/PXHxz7xEGxU/8-2010%20001_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love watching these girls grow up and discover new things.&amp;#160; They don’t always play together harmoniously but they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; together.&amp;#160; Hopefully that never changes…I mean the togetherness part.&amp;#160; I am hoping they learn to get along sooner than later.&amp;#160; :)&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1711981749533184440?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1711981749533184440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1711981749533184440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1711981749533184440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1711981749533184440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/08/what.html' title='Speechless.'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNYWvdFfjcI/AAAAAAAACI8/seHE9fXnGH0/s72-c/8-2010%20004_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7854857684668384978</id><published>2010-08-11T08:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:11:04.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Time at the Duck Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7IYtoR0I/AAAAAAAAB-g/b0rKP8eUWLs/s1600/P7280231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7IYtoR0I/AAAAAAAAB-g/b0rKP8eUWLs/s320/P7280231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504167447347349314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7HvHzpOI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/1KFOGw6XjDc/s1600/P7280223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7HvHzpOI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/1KFOGw6XjDc/s320/P7280223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504167436182856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7GzKXjvI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xutZghyj4XU/s1600/P7280218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7GzKXjvI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xutZghyj4XU/s320/P7280218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504167420087471858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7HBFuLcI/AAAAAAAAB-I/6rSEQxIC0FE/s1600/P7280206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7HBFuLcI/AAAAAAAAB-I/6rSEQxIC0FE/s320/P7280206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504167423826079170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7IN8JUvI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/QWDUIV8X3EI/s1600/P7280233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7IN8JUvI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/QWDUIV8X3EI/s320/P7280233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504167444455445234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK9bu1QLAI/AAAAAAAAB-o/YZl5qn1KHSM/s1600/P7280205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK9bu1QLAI/AAAAAAAAB-o/YZl5qn1KHSM/s320/P7280205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504169978725673986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellee coordinated this little gathering at the Duck Park with all the  moms and our little ones.  We had so much fun.  I never knew Ellie loved  to swing so much.  She was giggling with every push.  Then of course we  had to feed the ducks.  I think Izzy ended up eating most of her bread.   Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-7854857684668384978?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7854857684668384978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7854857684668384978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7854857684668384978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7854857684668384978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-time-at-duck-park.html' title='A Good Time at the Duck Park'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK7IYtoR0I/AAAAAAAAB-g/b0rKP8eUWLs/s72-c/P7280231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-855256771109822575</id><published>2010-08-11T08:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T08:57:29.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Moments of family Campout 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TGK5XLiiFGI/AAAAAAAAB94/vByYYKbj0GQ/s1600/P7230138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:473817eb-1faf-4796-9756-1ddc169ba180" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!135&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View GNO" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNd1tj-rW6I/AAAAAAAACKo/tWwUAS7Bgb4/InlineRepresentation7bc5c35a-1642-4676-bb81-aadf7d6c3c7c.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-08f85049671f1727.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=8F85049671F1727!135&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went to see Charley St. Cloud with Zac Efron…mainly because we all agree Zac Efron is beautiful.&amp;#160; After the movie some of us posed with the movie poster because Zac Efron is hot.&amp;#160; Then we went to Farr’s Ice Cream to cool off because Zac Efron is hot!&amp;#160; It was a great evening with lots and lots of laughter.&amp;#160; I had a fun time with these girls I love!&amp;#160; I wish we could (or would) do this more often.&amp;#160; Good times.&amp;#160; Family truly brings joy like no other…and so does Zac Efron!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-6161590160375991420?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6161590160375991420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6161590160375991420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6161590160375991420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6161590160375991420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/08/porter-girls-gno.html' title='Porter Girls GNO'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TNd1tj-rW6I/AAAAAAAACKo/tWwUAS7Bgb4/s72-c/InlineRepresentation7bc5c35a-1642-4676-bb81-aadf7d6c3c7c.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4656872950499548678</id><published>2010-04-28T01:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:33:51.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, I couldn't love him more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S9fkeHXhaaI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5miiKu7FI6s/s1600/0401+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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He is a great man!&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/2420452416056269600-4656872950499548678?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4656872950499548678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4656872950499548678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4656872950499548678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4656872950499548678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/04/seriously-i-couldnt-love-him-more.html' title='Seriously, I couldn&apos;t love him more...'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S9fkeHXhaaI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5miiKu7FI6s/s72-c/0401+264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7129201529519320767</id><published>2010-04-04T13:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:20:53.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVcGfPU5yI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Me8rKdEsh28/s1600/0401+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZs4khJfI/AAAAAAAAB64/taFFJclxb3g/s320/0401+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477883149400745458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZsJja09I/AAAAAAAAB6w/pqEztAn6YEU/s1600/0401+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZsJja09I/AAAAAAAAB6w/pqEztAn6YEU/s320/0401+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477883136779670482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZr1zTyuI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0alDxP6QYgI/s1600/0401+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZr1zTyuI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0alDxP6QYgI/s320/0401+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477883131477609186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZtV9vbbI/AAAAAAAAB7A/KQskRC0wmYQ/s1600/0401+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZtV9vbbI/AAAAAAAAB7A/KQskRC0wmYQ/s320/0401+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477883157291167154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-6209013340902787482?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6209013340902787482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6209013340902787482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6209013340902787482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6209013340902787482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/04/izzy-turns-3.html' title='Izzy turns 3!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVZs4khJfI/AAAAAAAAB64/taFFJclxb3g/s72-c/0401+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6061402439320533181</id><published>2010-03-29T12:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:52:06.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings of the Vandenberg Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVecvQpAI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/IkqC6VTqJBo/s1600/0329+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVecvQpAI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/IkqC6VTqJBo/s320/0329+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477878503364928514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan loves to make things. He is always creating something.  Today he decided to use the craft box and create things that go (ie, train, bus, car,etc). He really is very clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVe30bHLI/AAAAAAAAB6g/WdMTVptBwDo/s1600/0329+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVe30bHLI/AAAAAAAAB6g/WdMTVptBwDo/s320/0329+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477878510634343602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Izzy making a funny face and wanting me to take a picture. Crazy girl. :) She always makes me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVdwTEZiI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/rtHhbHhnlRc/s1600/0329+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVdwTEZiI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/rtHhbHhnlRc/s320/0329+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477878491435525666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently Elizabeth was hungry.  That's what I get for not cleaning up after breakfast.  Who doesn't enjoy Marshmellow Matey's for lunch (and dinner).&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/2420452416056269600-6061402439320533181?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6061402439320533181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6061402439320533181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6061402439320533181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6061402439320533181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/happenings-of-vandenberg-children.html' title='Happenings of the Vandenberg Children'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/TAVVecvQpAI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/IkqC6VTqJBo/s72-c/0329+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4198754253166421690</id><published>2010-03-28T21:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:30:58.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Annual Easter Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcpeZe9cI/AAAAAAAAB5A/CjkE5i7m7X8/s1600/0329+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcpeZe9cI/AAAAAAAAB5A/CjkE5i7m7X8/s320/0329+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890647605835202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my mom.  I love that she is always creating and keeping traditions.  From the Annual Pittman Campout to the Grandkids Sleepovers and everything in between, she is constantly creating these wonderful memories for her grandchildren and strengthening family ties.  Today was the Easter Party at Grandma's House.  The kids eagerly look forward to the yearly Easter Candy Hunt...and I am sure my mom does too actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcnqjYHoI/AAAAAAAAB4g/zGu8eIx_D84/s1600/0329+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcnqjYHoI/AAAAAAAAB4g/zGu8eIx_D84/s320/0329+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890616508817026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pyramid of Grandchildren...ready for the hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcoAjVwCI/AAAAAAAAB4o/J7vXk-w3Ke0/s1600/0329+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcoAjVwCI/AAAAAAAAB4o/J7vXk-w3Ke0/s320/0329+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890622414241826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcoZw7f7I/AAAAAAAAB4w/AmzpBUwxeuo/s1600/0329+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcoZw7f7I/AAAAAAAAB4w/AmzpBUwxeuo/s320/0329+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890629182128050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7Aco7DR-mI/AAAAAAAAB44/CClbG5pFdqY/s1600/0329+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7Aco7DR-mI/AAAAAAAAB44/CClbG5pFdqY/s320/0329+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890638117468770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids had a good time finding their little hidden treasures around the backyard. Thanks Mom for another great family tradition!!&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/2420452416056269600-4198754253166421690?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4198754253166421690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4198754253166421690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4198754253166421690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4198754253166421690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_28.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Annual Easter Party'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AcpeZe9cI/AAAAAAAAB5A/CjkE5i7m7X8/s72-c/0329+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1839804018086752515</id><published>2010-03-26T21:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:18:02.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breanne has Surgery...yet again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AZOI0o2jI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ldA0qEkXEXw/s1600/0329+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AZOI0o2jI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ldA0qEkXEXw/s320/0329+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453886879422798386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My niece, Breanne, had her final surgery (hopefully) on her little hip. (She was born with her hip out of the socket.)  She did such a great job and didn't even have to stay in the hospital overnight.  They dropped by my house on the way home from the hospital and I was thrilled to see them.  I couldn't believe they came over!!  Breanne was in a lortab induced coma at first, but quickly emerged when we brought out the Barbie's.  What a trooper she is...and her family for having to endure this trial. The fact that everything went so beautifully today was truly an answer to many prayers!!&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/2420452416056269600-1839804018086752515?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1839804018086752515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1839804018086752515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1839804018086752515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1839804018086752515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/breanne-has-surgeryyet-again.html' title='Breanne has Surgery...yet again!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AZOI0o2jI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ldA0qEkXEXw/s72-c/0329+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-9155718802181339663</id><published>2010-03-24T20:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:05:13.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She Loves Being a Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AX9pdeieI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/mpVx_21GNLs/s1600/0329+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AX9pdeieI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/mpVx_21GNLs/s320/0329+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453885496614619618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AX9Rl-JdI/AAAAAAAAB4I/g-MVUfnp7CQ/s1600/0329+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AX9Rl-JdI/AAAAAAAAB4I/g-MVUfnp7CQ/s320/0329+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453885490207794642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabella is all girl!  She loves having her hair done and wearing pretty things.  However, she has refused to put her earrings in for some time now.  Those little earring holes are definitely closed up.  We will just be paying to have them pierced AGAIN later on.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;Today she would not got anywhere without her little pink "princess purse".  I love the way she holds it...just like Mommy.&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/2420452416056269600-9155718802181339663?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9155718802181339663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=9155718802181339663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9155718802181339663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9155718802181339663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-loves-being-girl.html' title='She Loves Being a Girl'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S7AX9pdeieI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/mpVx_21GNLs/s72-c/0329+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1392000559477397357</id><published>2010-03-23T18:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:14:34.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>McKayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYrjZLJ7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/D7KoHvm-P0U/s1600-h/0322+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYrjZLJ7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/D7KoHvm-P0U/s320/0322+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451986329167144882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYqnh0B8I/AAAAAAAAB3w/dlRD_eVaAAk/s1600-h/0322+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYqnh0B8I/AAAAAAAAB3w/dlRD_eVaAAk/s320/0322+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451986313097250754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYrFItJfI/AAAAAAAAB34/TSAMP-BOwB4/s1600-h/0322+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYrFItJfI/AAAAAAAAB34/TSAMP-BOwB4/s320/0322+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451986321045005810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYqFrJENI/AAAAAAAAB3o/gOeXb9wWQZo/s1600-h/0322+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYqFrJENI/AAAAAAAAB3o/gOeXb9wWQZo/s320/0322+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451986304009572562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sweet niece.  I was messing around with my camera and took some of the prettiest pictures of her...it's not hard because she is incredibly photogenic.  Talk about beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1392000559477397357?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1392000559477397357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1392000559477397357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1392000559477397357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1392000559477397357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/mckayla.html' title='McKayla'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6lYrjZLJ7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/D7KoHvm-P0U/s72-c/0322+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-487479425100968650</id><published>2010-03-21T11:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:14:23.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Izzy B is almost 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZWsTYuWI/AAAAAAAAB28/7Pc7oGgb5KI/s1600-h/0320+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZWsTYuWI/AAAAAAAAB28/7Pc7oGgb5KI/s320/0320+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451142645363030370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZURePXLI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RGAt3Qf3TkQ/s1600-h/0320+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZURePXLI/AAAAAAAAB2k/RGAt3Qf3TkQ/s320/0320+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451142603801058482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she beautiful?!&lt;br /&gt;Look at those huge brown eyes.  They are always aware of everything around her.  Izzy has always been right in the action.  She's never left out because she wouldn't stand for it.  She's also a very imaginative little girl.  Izzy spends alot of time with her dolls (and even Ethan's toys) playing pretend.  I love to listen in on her conversations with her Barbies.  They usually consist of Barbie #1 saying, "I'm so pretty."  To which Barbie #2 responds, "No, I'm so pretty."&lt;br /&gt;Look at that hair...somedays it looks really blond...other times it looks more red...either way it's gorgeous.  Izzy is very good to let me do her hair.  She sits at the sink and soaks her feet or brushes her teeth.  Sometimes she sucks the water out of the spray bottle and says, "Aah, so good."  Without fail however, whenever I get done she hopes down and says hunts for her Daddy.  Looking very flirtatious, Izzy says, "How my look?"  I hope she always thinks herself so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And look at that mouth...those Spongebob teeth, those darling lips!  Those teeth and lips may be little but let me tell you, some HUGE sounds come from those thing.  She has a fabulous pair of lungs.  Maybe all that crying from colic as an infant helped with that.   Izzy makes her wants know.  You never have to guess how she is feeling.  It's not just that she can yell either.  Her laugh is contagious.  Especially when she is laughing at/with Ethan.  Izzy likes to be happy, but she also likes her own way.  If you are not playing "it" her way then she is NOT happy.  As much as I complain or whine about Izzy's stubborn streak, I am grateful she has it.  Believe it or not, I think it helped her survive birth and the NICU.  I believe that determined little personality came down with her from our Heavenly Father.  That stubborn streak will certainly help her be a follower and achieve her dreams.  I speak from experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZV2h6jxI/AAAAAAAAB20/YOCB8RRAg94/s1600-h/0320+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZV2h6jxI/AAAAAAAAB20/YOCB8RRAg94/s320/0320+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451142630928453394" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella is an amazing little thing.  I love her more than I can express here.  I prayed for her for 4 years and, boy, was she worth the wait! Whatever the future holds for her I know it will be glorious because she wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-487479425100968650?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/487479425100968650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=487479425100968650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/487479425100968650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/487479425100968650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='My Izzy B is almost 3'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S6ZZWsTYuWI/AAAAAAAAB28/7Pc7oGgb5KI/s72-c/0320+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4116019863540256038</id><published>2010-02-25T13:30:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:41:49.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned Before Noon Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S4bfogMsGHI/AAAAAAAABzk/gllSeuHlvRI/s1600-h/lessons+learned+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S4bfogMsGHI/AAAAAAAABzk/gllSeuHlvRI/s320/lessons+learned+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442283086654740594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Always do painting projects when Peaches is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;#2: Always do painting projects much higher than baby can climb.&lt;br /&gt;#3: Never leave paint for said projects out while waiting to paint a second coat.&lt;br /&gt;#4: Never take a bathroom break while waiting to paint second coat.&lt;br /&gt;#5: Always laugh and take pictures when Peaches decides to help with painting project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S4bfoMNoZ-I/AAAAAAAABzc/Awu5suIUM3Q/s1600-h/lessons+learned+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S4bfoMNoZ-I/AAAAAAAABzc/Awu5suIUM3Q/s320/lessons+learned+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442283081289983970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-4116019863540256038?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4116019863540256038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4116019863540256038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4116019863540256038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4116019863540256038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons-learned-before-noon-today.html' title='Lessons Learned Before Noon Today'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S4bfogMsGHI/AAAAAAAABzk/gllSeuHlvRI/s72-c/lessons+learned+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3897480655750872206</id><published>2010-02-15T11:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:15:19.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragic End of Piggy Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3mM2tZ5aNI/AAAAAAAAByY/PrZ--J4oGpY/s1600-h/P1300144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3mM2tZ5aNI/AAAAAAAAByY/PrZ--J4oGpY/s320/P1300144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438532896555624658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy carried this Piggy Princess everywhere.  I knew (and accepted) the fact that one day Piggy Princess would break.  I wasn't too concerned though...I got it for free.  SO...I am in the kitchen doing what I do when I heard a crash followed by "Oh Piggy Princess broke."  Izzy didn't cry. I didn't get mad.  We just looked at each other and the broken bank and money scattered on the floor and we smiled.  Then we laughed.  Then we cleaned up. &lt;br /&gt;Good Times.&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/2420452416056269600-3897480655750872206?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3897480655750872206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3897480655750872206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3897480655750872206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3897480655750872206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/tragic-end-of-piggy-princess.html' title='Tragic End of Piggy Princess'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3mM2tZ5aNI/AAAAAAAAByY/PrZ--J4oGpY/s72-c/P1300144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4155646971033171430</id><published>2010-02-14T15:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:34:17.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Wii Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3h4YmG0IpI/AAAAAAAAByQ/UOtc8YOrMLk/s1600-h/P2080203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3h4YmG0IpI/AAAAAAAAByQ/UOtc8YOrMLk/s320/P2080203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438228913991197330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie loves to "play the Wii" with her Daddy and Ethan.  She moves the remote around and pushes the buttons as if she is really playing.  She, of course, is encouraged by our laughter and keeps playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie is at a really fun age right now.  She is a master mimicker which constantly annoys Izzy. &lt;br /&gt;I think they will be friends one day...like when one goes off to college.  :)&lt;br /&gt;Ellie is a Daddy's girl and Corey loves that!  Every morning when he goes to work she cries and when he gets home Ellie runs to the door to meet him. &lt;br /&gt;She is very easy going.  As long as she is where her brother or sister is then she is happy.&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/2420452416056269600-4155646971033171430?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4155646971033171430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4155646971033171430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4155646971033171430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4155646971033171430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-wii-time.html' title='Family Wii Time'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3h4YmG0IpI/AAAAAAAAByQ/UOtc8YOrMLk/s72-c/P2080203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1721496447065538714</id><published>2010-02-14T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:24:03.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Family" by Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3h3ukL9P1I/AAAAAAAAByI/-56eJuBCHmU/s1600-h/P2040173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3h3ukL9P1I/AAAAAAAAByI/-56eJuBCHmU/s320/P2040173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438228191921389394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am having this framed!!!&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/2420452416056269600-1721496447065538714?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1721496447065538714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1721496447065538714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1721496447065538714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1721496447065538714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-family-by-ethan.html' title='&quot;My Family&quot; by Ethan'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3h3ukL9P1I/AAAAAAAAByI/-56eJuBCHmU/s72-c/P2040173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6447449279081196625</id><published>2010-02-13T04:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:37:32.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Home Evening by Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3aI3ex70TI/AAAAAAAAByA/byaqh67wOWI/s1600-h/P1250107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3aI3ex70TI/AAAAAAAAByA/byaqh67wOWI/s320/P1250107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437684086833140018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a copy of Ethan's lesson for Family Home Evening.  He created his lesson all on his own and ended it with a sweet, beautiful testimony about the things he knows are true.  It was the best Family Home Evening ever.&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/2420452416056269600-6447449279081196625?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6447449279081196625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6447449279081196625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6447449279081196625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6447449279081196625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-home-eveing-by-ethan.html' title='Family Home Evening by Ethan'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S3aI3ex70TI/AAAAAAAAByA/byaqh67wOWI/s72-c/P1250107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-9118109096509979208</id><published>2010-02-05T12:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:17:01.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's Silly Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2xtxHEdUUI/AAAAAAAABxA/H_2xoI7qP1c/s1600-h/P1250088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2xtxHEdUUI/AAAAAAAABxA/H_2xoI7qP1c/s320/P1250088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434839540808110402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really, does this photo need an explanation?&lt;br /&gt;It's hysterical how Ellie makes this scrunched up face.&lt;br /&gt;She does it all the time...not just when Corey does it to her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-9118109096509979208?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9118109096509979208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=9118109096509979208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9118109096509979208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9118109096509979208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/ellies-silly-face.html' title='Ellie&apos;s Silly Face'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2xtxHEdUUI/AAAAAAAABxA/H_2xoI7qP1c/s72-c/P1250088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-685934738321294583</id><published>2010-02-03T18:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:40:20.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Chefs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2okGFeKZaI/AAAAAAAABvk/PlWeURoHF4Q/s1600-h/P1190065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2okGFeKZaI/AAAAAAAABvk/PlWeURoHF4Q/s320/P1190065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434195587342427554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2okf4bzX0I/AAAAAAAABv0/k9SCvEoLT2c/s1600-h/P1190064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2okf4bzX0I/AAAAAAAABv0/k9SCvEoLT2c/s320/P1190064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434196030519467842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought Ethan and Izzy chef hats and aprons for Christmas.  Izzy has use hers quite a bit with her toy kitchen, but I wasn't sure how Ethan felt about his.&lt;br /&gt;I told the kids we were having a "Make Your Own Pizza" night for dinner and the next thing I know they are both adorned in the chef attire.  They look good...I can't really say the same for the pizzas, but we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;When the pizzas were done and we were done eating Ethan said, "Let's definitely order out next time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-685934738321294583?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/685934738321294583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=685934738321294583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/685934738321294583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/685934738321294583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-chefs.html' title='Little Chefs'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2okGFeKZaI/AAAAAAAABvk/PlWeURoHF4Q/s72-c/P1190065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1979721798950048687</id><published>2010-02-02T20:31:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:25:09.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2kVWCJOPGI/AAAAAAAABvc/N7vD8IJJwKg/s1600-h/P1190060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2kVWCJOPGI/AAAAAAAABvc/N7vD8IJJwKg/s320/P1190060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433897893676072034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a quote a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Long before I ever had a little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It goes something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A girls first love is her daddy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;her second love is her big brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This little girl adores her brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is seriously lost without him during the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe not lost, but certainly bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walked past her room and there she stood at the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoes in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We need go get Etan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Daddy is picking up Ethan today, Iz."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She turns and stares out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just waiting for her brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For a moment anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1979721798950048687?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1979721798950048687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1979721798950048687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1979721798950048687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1979721798950048687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/waiting-for-brother.html' title='Waiting for Brother'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S2kVWCJOPGI/AAAAAAAABvc/N7vD8IJJwKg/s72-c/P1190060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8284012410320228648</id><published>2010-01-23T08:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:04:15.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Stops the Energizer Bunny?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S1scclcYbEI/AAAAAAAABvE/x3co1Q2bzf0/s1600-h/1-14+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S1scclcYbEI/AAAAAAAABvE/x3co1Q2bzf0/s320/1-14+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965053138332738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S1scL9PHA8I/AAAAAAAABu0/6PeHDHaMoEw/s1600-h/1-14+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S1scL9PHA8I/AAAAAAAABu0/6PeHDHaMoEw/s320/1-14+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429964767467340738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Markers.&lt;br /&gt;A coloring book.&lt;br /&gt;Little Mermaid lap table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Izzy is in a serious coloring phase right now.  She will sit for at least an hour and color in complete silence to her hearts content.&lt;br /&gt;She will only color with markers however.  Crayons just don't cut it.  Am I 100% okay with her having markers on my couch? Nope, but look how content and happy she looks.  She is pretty good to only color on paper.  Occasionally, she will say, "Momma, I need a wipe!"  I know that means, "I colored on myself and need to wipe it off before you notice it."  I love to see her so content and happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8284012410320228648?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8284012410320228648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8284012410320228648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8284012410320228648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8284012410320228648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-stops-energizer-bunny.html' title='What Stops the Energizer Bunny?'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S1scclcYbEI/AAAAAAAABvE/x3co1Q2bzf0/s72-c/1-14+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8792624665426025318</id><published>2010-01-05T21:02:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:31:03.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Daddy to Come Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QQ05_qzII/AAAAAAAABto/vjcnKMf_s30/s1600-h/1-5+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QQ05_qzII/AAAAAAAABto/vjcnKMf_s30/s320/1-5+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423478352368028802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QRwc__9SI/AAAAAAAABt4/tX2gV9SvqDQ/s1600-h/1-5+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QRwc__9SI/AAAAAAAABt4/tX2gV9SvqDQ/s320/1-5+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423479375376938274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QQ1DpeNvI/AAAAAAAABtw/RDxt60WFBZk/s1600-h/1-5+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QQ1DpeNvI/AAAAAAAABtw/RDxt60WFBZk/s320/1-5+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423478354959283954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the strangest desire to get the crayons out and color this evening.  Oddly enough it happened at the exact moment I tend to loose my mind and my temper on a daily basis...right before Daddy gets home.  So I dropped everything and embraced my inner child.  I set the kids up to the table and grabbed the crayons, some paper and a few coloring books. Ethan colored Transformers. He is not a coloring book sort of kid.  Give him a box of paper and it's amazing the images that come to be.  His imagination astounds me. Izzy took a green marker to every eyeball in the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Book.  I don't know why, but she loves to color eyes.  She is the reason Dollar Store coloring books were created. Even Ellie joined in.  I don't care how young or old you are, it brings pure joy to have uninterrupted parent-time.  Heck, I am 32 and still crave those Mommy-Moments.  SO, this is what we did while we waited for Daddy to come home today. That was much more enjoyable than loosing my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8792624665426025318?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8792624665426025318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8792624665426025318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8792624665426025318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8792624665426025318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/01/waiting-for-daddy-to-come-home.html' title='Waiting for Daddy to Come Home'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QQ05_qzII/AAAAAAAABto/vjcnKMf_s30/s72-c/1-5+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4815065815428359623</id><published>2010-01-04T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:57:57.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are certain relationship that develops within family bonds that goes beyond the necessary family connection.  My relationship with Ashlee is one of those blessed connections.  I enjoy her company.  I can count on her in any situation.  She loves my kids...and they adore her.  She is one of the most giving people I know...she gets that from her mom. &lt;br /&gt;Ashlee came over today for no particular reason and hung out with me most of the day.  We talked and talked.  I envy her young life, but certainly do no wish to relive it.  I enjoy hearing about it though.  ;)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QHNuczQnI/AAAAAAAABtI/pT2uIcgumqU/s1600-h/12-31+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QHNuczQnI/AAAAAAAABtI/pT2uIcgumqU/s320/12-31+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423467783649444466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlee is just a genuine person.  I love her honesty and no-nonsense personality.  She is truly a remarkable girl and I look forward to what the future will bring her.  I hope it's glorious and magical...just what she deserves.&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/2420452416056269600-4815065815428359623?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4815065815428359623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4815065815428359623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4815065815428359623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4815065815428359623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-this-girl.html' title='I Love This Girl'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0QHNuczQnI/AAAAAAAABtI/pT2uIcgumqU/s72-c/12-31+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2196897545893124729</id><published>2010-01-02T15:50:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:12:47.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold. Wet. Lots of Laughs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgVaePNSI/AAAAAAAABr0/5S3X0DdjAGo/s1600-h/1-2+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgVaePNSI/AAAAAAAABr0/5S3X0DdjAGo/s320/1-2+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422650978586277154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danny called me last night and said we were meeting at Mom's and going sledding today. I was so excited.  I love to see all the kids sledding.  Of course, it has nothing to do with me getting on a sled and screaming down an ice hill at top speed...okay I like it!&lt;br /&gt;So all my siblings were there and after a mild mental breakdown and some crying we finally made it.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Corey mainly enjoyed to conversation and keeping track of Izzy.&lt;br /&gt;The sled Izzy was playing on got down the hill some how and she experience her first snowy hill solo, hit a bump and flipped over.  Once we knew she was okay it was hysterical.  Needless to say, she didn't attempt any more hills the rest of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan just enjoys being with his cousins and laughing.  He always has fun with them. He actually went off the little jumps this year.  He is getting more daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgWSVUhKI/AAAAAAAABsE/sQgzs3tQ250/s1600-h/1-2+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgWSVUhKI/AAAAAAAABsE/sQgzs3tQ250/s320/1-2+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422650993581261986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgVzgeshI/AAAAAAAABr8/nDHQQSyoi_Q/s1600-h/1-2+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgVzgeshI/AAAAAAAABr8/nDHQQSyoi_Q/s320/1-2+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422650985306567186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie was a blast to take down the hill.  She just giggled the entire time.  She was so cute.  Then I would lay her on the sled and pull her up the hill.  She thought that was even funnier.&lt;br /&gt;Good times were had by all.  We were wet and cold, but couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;We continued our fun with Macaroni and Tomato Juice at Grandma Patti's...except for Ethan of course, he had his traditional Peanut Butter and Honey sandwich.  ;)  The men shoveled (then ATVed) the snow in the front yard into a big slide for the kids.  I don't think it will melt until June.  Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-2196897545893124729?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2196897545893124729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2196897545893124729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2196897545893124729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2196897545893124729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/01/cold-wet-lots-of-laughs.html' title='Cold. Wet. Lots of Laughs.'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EgVaePNSI/AAAAAAAABr0/5S3X0DdjAGo/s72-c/1-2+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1046361592545025805</id><published>2010-01-01T15:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:50:09.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Year's Eve Puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EeCL0r3-I/AAAAAAAABrs/uZIewpLJJPc/s1600-h/12-31+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EeCL0r3-I/AAAAAAAABrs/uZIewpLJJPc/s320/12-31+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422648449213128674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We actually did two puzzles on New Year's Eve, but this is by far the funnest one I have ever done.  There are 12 quilts on it and Kari, Danielle, and I did everyone.  These might be the only quilts I'll ever finish.  ;) &lt;br /&gt;It was alot of fun hosting Kari's Annual New Years party.  We had lots of food and family.  The men played video games and helped with the kids. The kids played and played.  The women did puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;We rang in the New Year by watching "The Ball" drop on television...and of course a kiss from our spouses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye 2009.  Hello 2010!&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/2420452416056269600-1046361592545025805?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1046361592545025805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1046361592545025805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1046361592545025805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1046361592545025805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-new-years-eve-puzzle.html' title='Our New Year&apos;s Eve Puzzle'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EeCL0r3-I/AAAAAAAABrs/uZIewpLJJPc/s72-c/12-31+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2925602424217487606</id><published>2009-12-31T15:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:42:02.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Men of the Shovel...for now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0Eas8r_cQI/AAAAAAAABrk/cApzMgxnxnY/s1600-h/12-31+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0Eas8r_cQI/AAAAAAAABrk/cApzMgxnxnY/s320/12-31+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422644785837994242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EassTmMhI/AAAAAAAABrc/ds_naobQwRc/s1600-h/12-31+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0EassTmMhI/AAAAAAAABrc/ds_naobQwRc/s320/12-31+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422644781440709138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who needs a snowblower when you have these strong muscles!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan usually last all of 10 minutes helping Corey shovel the walks, but today Corey somehow got him to stay out the whole time and help.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan was so proud that he helped clear the walks.  Corey was exhausted and sore, but he wears the Man Badge proud.  I don't know how much longer he will be a Man of the Shovel...he is all for the snowblower thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-2925602424217487606?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2925602424217487606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2925602424217487606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2925602424217487606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2925602424217487606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-men-of-shovel.html' title='My Men of the Shovel...for now.'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/S0Eas8r_cQI/AAAAAAAABrk/cApzMgxnxnY/s72-c/12-31+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7939164359783454327</id><published>2009-12-14T22:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:45:46.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really funny, Izzy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SyciKyKoUEI/AAAAAAAABj4/l2f9zaLMe40/s1600-h/11-18+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SyciKyKoUEI/AAAAAAAABj4/l2f9zaLMe40/s320/11-18+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415334645596704834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy found a marker in the backseat of the car {don't ask me how it got there} and decided to decorate her pretty face.  I couldn't be mad because she wouldn't stop laughing.  Oh, the joys of being 2!  So we all laughed and she went with me to run my errands and such with this adorable face.&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/2420452416056269600-7939164359783454327?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7939164359783454327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7939164359783454327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7939164359783454327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7939164359783454327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/12/really-funny-izzy.html' title='Really funny, Izzy!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SyciKyKoUEI/AAAAAAAABj4/l2f9zaLMe40/s72-c/11-18+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7093683537714145289</id><published>2009-12-14T15:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:09:36.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SybD_zyUCLI/AAAAAAAABjg/NoTt9lZWmS0/s1600-h/11-28+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SybD_zyUCLI/AAAAAAAABjg/NoTt9lZWmS0/s320/11-28+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415231102960011442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...don't park the highchair next to your purse next time.&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/2420452416056269600-7093683537714145289?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7093683537714145289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7093683537714145289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7093683537714145289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7093683537714145289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/12/note-to-self.html' title='Note to Self...'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SybD_zyUCLI/AAAAAAAABjg/NoTt9lZWmS0/s72-c/11-28+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1138033997581796541</id><published>2009-11-23T03:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:20:00.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I couldn't ask for a better Mom..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Swpf7eoZQrI/AAAAAAAABbw/DE8WfdBmu_s/s1600/11-05+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Swpf7eoZQrI/AAAAAAAABbw/DE8WfdBmu_s/s320/11-05+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407239778051113650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan and I attended sacrament without the girls or our Daddy today and it was a great experience!  I was able to put my arm around him the whole time and hug him.  He loved it. When we left he said, "Mom?" I knelt beside him and he said, "I couldn't ask for a better mom because you are always doing nice things for me."  I hugged him so tight and long and got a little emotional.  I said, "Thank you so much" and kissed his forehead (the only place I am allowed to kiss my big boy).  Then we walked to the car and continued our great day at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan is such a sensitive boy and I love it!  His emotions are always right at the surface which means he can get quite angry and frustrated when things don't go just right, but it also means he feels a great capacity to love.  Ethan has always shown great empathy.  I love my tender hearted son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He made my whole year with that sweet, tender comment he made while walking to the car hand in hand with his ol' mom.&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/2420452416056269600-1138033997581796541?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1138033997581796541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1138033997581796541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1138033997581796541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1138033997581796541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-couldnt-ask-for-better-mom.html' title='&quot;I couldn&apos;t ask for a better Mom...&quot;'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Swpf7eoZQrI/AAAAAAAABbw/DE8WfdBmu_s/s72-c/11-05+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7941375574820731657</id><published>2009-11-21T22:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:54:03.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierced Ears for Izzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwjQ9rL9CBI/AAAAAAAABbg/Z5E1c8BU2K8/s1600/11-05+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwjQ9rL9CBI/AAAAAAAABbg/Z5E1c8BU2K8/s320/11-05+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406801110641739794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't intend to pierce Izzy's ears on my recent trip to the mall, but when she saw the jewelry boutique she kept saying "i ant (want) eawwings (earrings)."  She kept saying it for the whole hour and a half I walked the mall with her.  So finally I stopped in front of the boutique not knowing if I should just do it or wait.  I told her over and over that it would hurt.  She kept saying she wanted earrings like mommy.  Finally I just did it.  Izzy picked out these cute little princess crowns.  Yes, she cried a bit, but was quickly showing anyone who would look how cute her princess earrings were.  She would make anyone who looked at her ear also look at the other one. &lt;br /&gt;We had a ward gathering that night and she again showed everyone!! I love this photo because it shows how excited and proud she is of her princess earrings. &lt;br /&gt;Now if she would just pee in the potty!&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/2420452416056269600-7941375574820731657?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7941375574820731657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7941375574820731657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7941375574820731657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7941375574820731657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/11/pierced-ears-for-izzy.html' title='Pierced Ears for Izzy'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwjQ9rL9CBI/AAAAAAAABbg/Z5E1c8BU2K8/s72-c/11-05+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-9129864266116717082</id><published>2009-11-20T11:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:50:20.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makin' Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Ethan is off-track from his year-round school right now so we have to find things to do to pass the day a bit easier. We made cookies!! I am not a chef, cook, baker or anything of the sort.  This woman's place is definitely not in the kitchen, but today we attempted and succeeded at making some yummer chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwbkMetYADI/AAAAAAAABbQ/t0LafC9AdXQ/s1600/10-19+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwbkMetYADI/AAAAAAAABbQ/t0LafC9AdXQ/s320/10-19+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406259305757802546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the effort Ethan is putting into stirring in the chocolate chips. &lt;br /&gt;I am sure he got quite a workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwbkM0MwRtI/AAAAAAAABbY/Z5m4JapD9QE/s1600/10-19+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwbkM0MwRtI/AAAAAAAABbY/Z5m4JapD9QE/s320/10-19+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406259311526561490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the extent of Izzy's contribution. :)&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/2420452416056269600-9129864266116717082?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9129864266116717082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=9129864266116717082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9129864266116717082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9129864266116717082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/11/makin-cookies.html' title='Makin&apos; Cookies'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SwbkMetYADI/AAAAAAAABbQ/t0LafC9AdXQ/s72-c/10-19+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6513702654385048565</id><published>2009-11-05T10:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:58:03.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SvMRM8ggPwI/AAAAAAAABXs/00Q8ssiqxJU/s1600-h/10-02+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SvMRM8ggPwI/AAAAAAAABXs/00Q8ssiqxJU/s320/10-02+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400679292245917442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I go hang out with Kari once a week at my mom's house in Brigham and this is the sight I see in my rear view mirror on the way home.  The girls are so tired they are usually asleep before we hit the freeway.  I love how their heads tilt the same way when they sleep.  It makes for a nice drive home for me without having to meet the demands of the little ones.  I turn up the radio and sing a long.  Nope...the girls don't wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-6513702654385048565?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6513702654385048565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6513702654385048565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6513702654385048565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6513702654385048565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleeping-beauties.html' title='Sleeping Beauties'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SvMRM8ggPwI/AAAAAAAABXs/00Q8ssiqxJU/s72-c/10-02+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1581790210863957277</id><published>2009-10-22T13:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:42:44.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BeWitched at Gardner Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SuC1rQv2AJI/AAAAAAAABXk/gDNbELxJy70/s1600-h/10-19+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SuC1rQv2AJI/AAAAAAAABXk/gDNbELxJy70/s320/10-19+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395512108424495250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SuC1mLjb51I/AAAAAAAABXc/v27UsSzFYYw/s1600-h/10-19+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SuC1mLjb51I/AAAAAAAABXc/v27UsSzFYYw/s320/10-19+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395512021130930002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1581790210863957277?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1581790210863957277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1581790210863957277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1581790210863957277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1581790210863957277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/10/bewitched-at-gardner-village.html' title='BeWitched at Gardner Village'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SuC1rQv2AJI/AAAAAAAABXk/gDNbELxJy70/s72-c/10-19+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8579478306200744086</id><published>2009-09-14T17:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:43:10.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_317jMz-I/AAAAAAAABU4/7JwXPtBTxj8/s1600-h/9-15+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_317jMz-I/AAAAAAAABU4/7JwXPtBTxj8/s320/9-15+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386296185248862178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not quite sure what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_3g8nOP1I/AAAAAAAABUg/IwWu-0O_7oU/s1600-h/9-15+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_3g8nOP1I/AAAAAAAABUg/IwWu-0O_7oU/s320/9-15+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386295824756916050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving her pink cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_3h1FquGI/AAAAAAAABUw/jEXV1nYzXrc/s1600-h/9-15+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_3h1FquGI/AAAAAAAABUw/jEXV1nYzXrc/s320/9-15+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386295839916996706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cleaning up in the Laundry Room sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First birthdays are always fun.  Ellie's first birthday was a blast.  I love when my family gets together and when my kids are happy, so this birthday party was a great event.  Ellie got a lot of fun toys (which Izzy thinks are hers).  Ellie was the star of the show and didn't quite know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;She is not quite the spit-fire Izzy was at one, but she gets mad when she doesn't get her way.  Ellie is very observant of her siblings and wants to do what they do.  She is pretty little for her age; she weighs 19 lbs and is in the 20th percentile. Ellie loves to walk and has a little waddle about her.  She is finally getting some hair, not much though.  We call her Ellie Bean, Peaches, and Elle.  She is a great addition to our family and it's a joy to watch her grow.&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/2420452416056269600-8579478306200744086?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8579478306200744086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8579478306200744086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8579478306200744086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8579478306200744086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/09/ellies-first-birthday.html' title='Ellie&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sr_317jMz-I/AAAAAAAABU4/7JwXPtBTxj8/s72-c/9-15+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3383000332836262968</id><published>2009-08-03T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:59:41.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's Gyrocopter!!</title><content type='html'>Curt has been working on this little Gyrocopter for so long that when he invited us all to see it fly, we ALL went.  We had the 13 little ones sitting on a blanket on the ground and the adults got some camp chairs and enjoyed the show.  Michael and Corey were briefed on an "In case of Emergency" run down and then Curt was off...without any problems.  It was wonderful to see.  He was so excited!  Boys love their toys...especially ones they have built with their own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Snex8gHbVuI/AAAAAAAABQ0/QninFCqtUrk/s1600-h/DSC07742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Snex8gHbVuI/AAAAAAAABQ0/QninFCqtUrk/s320/DSC07742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365953134006589154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anxiously waiting for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneY_1gqX1I/AAAAAAAABQc/BN_5iZqmpgo/s1600-h/8-1+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneY_1gqX1I/AAAAAAAABQc/BN_5iZqmpgo/s320/8-1+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365925703498489682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off he goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneY_b0wBGI/AAAAAAAABQU/VPJbRSiGBGk/s1600-h/8-1+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneY_b0wBGI/AAAAAAAABQU/VPJbRSiGBGk/s320/8-1+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365925696603423842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at him go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneY_JDXWoI/AAAAAAAABQM/nVcvtfkPk-M/s1600-h/8-1+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneY_JDXWoI/AAAAAAAABQM/nVcvtfkPk-M/s320/8-1+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365925691564448386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love the beautiful Utah mountains...the perfect backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneZAQGTX3I/AAAAAAAABQk/WYlCCyJVU24/s1600-h/8-1+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneZAQGTX3I/AAAAAAAABQk/WYlCCyJVU24/s320/8-1+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365925710635687794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy and McKayla are thrilled to see it fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneZAojfkbI/AAAAAAAABQs/H19yX5dNxsw/s1600-h/8-1+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SneZAojfkbI/AAAAAAAABQs/H19yX5dNxsw/s320/8-1+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365925717200572850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Curt lands safely...and with a HUGE smile!&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/2420452416056269600-3383000332836262968?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3383000332836262968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3383000332836262968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3383000332836262968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3383000332836262968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/08/grandpas-gyrocopter.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Gyrocopter!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Snex8gHbVuI/AAAAAAAABQ0/QninFCqtUrk/s72-c/DSC07742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6843990118551548508</id><published>2009-07-11T19:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:24:01.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie Rae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Slk__6oY4rI/AAAAAAAABM4/10AD7PJeSjY/s1600-h/Ellie+10+Months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Slk__6oY4rI/AAAAAAAABM4/10AD7PJeSjY/s400/Ellie+10+Months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357383599036883634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie will be 10 months old on July 14th.  She is so much fun.  Her personality has really begun to emerge lately.  Ellie can stand on her own, feed herself (finger foods) and say "da-da."&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/2420452416056269600-6843990118551548508?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6843990118551548508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6843990118551548508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6843990118551548508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6843990118551548508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/07/ellie-ray.html' title='Ellie Rae'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Slk__6oY4rI/AAAAAAAABM4/10AD7PJeSjY/s72-c/Ellie+10+Months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2367651980230397997</id><published>2009-07-08T02:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:02:05.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3945964395665753944</id><published>2009-07-01T22:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:40:26.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding the Glider</title><content type='html'>I wish this had sound! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan is just giggling!&lt;br /&gt;Corey got quite the workout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e75981be451dcef2" 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" 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href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3945964395665753944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3945964395665753944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3945964395665753944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3945964395665753944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/07/riding-glider.html' title='Riding the Glider'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3433514510762979986</id><published>2009-06-05T21:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:13:27.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons on the Ceiling</title><content type='html'>I brought home a dozen helium filled balloons from a Relief Society Enrichment Night and Ethan thought it would be fun to rip all the ribbon off.  SO, I had a dozen helium filled balloons on the ceiling with no way to grab them down.  That is until Ethan and I decided to be inventive! We taped a plastic golf club to the broom and then taped a sharp pin from my sewing stuff to the end.  Ethan thought it was hysterical to pop the balloons and watch them fly all over the front room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SisiA0ShZNI/AAAAAAAABHg/IdPn6jvpuBE/s1600-h/6-4+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SisiA0ShZNI/AAAAAAAABHg/IdPn6jvpuBE/s320/6-4+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344402780236899538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to say this was a great idea!&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/2420452416056269600-3433514510762979986?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3433514510762979986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3433514510762979986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3433514510762979986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3433514510762979986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/06/balloons-on-ceiling.html' title='Balloons on the Ceiling'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SisiA0ShZNI/AAAAAAAABHg/IdPn6jvpuBE/s72-c/6-4+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8565902097589495632</id><published>2009-05-26T20:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:47:07.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Shirley</title><content type='html'>Memorial Day has never been about loved ones who have passed away for me.  Mainly because I have never lost anyone close to me.  You see, I am fortunate enough to have even my grandparents alive and well.  I realized a couple of months ago that this is not the case for my children.  Corey lost his grandmother, Shirley, when he was serving an LDS mission.  She died of cancer.  When Ethan was just a baby my Mother-in-Law gave him a little teddy bear angel bearing the name "Grandma Shirley." I have always kept it with Ethan's stuffed animals and he has always known it was special.  A couple of months ago I went in the help Ethan clean his room.  When I walked in he was sitting on the floor holding the angel teddy bear and reading the name on it.  He said, "Mom, I don't even know Grandma Shirley." And very softly he started to cry.  I was so taken back.  Ethan is a tender-hearted boy with emotions very close to the surface, but somehow this reaction to his teddy bear shocked me.  I hugged him and told him that I never knew her either.  I told him that his daddy would be happy to tell him all about her.  So, he put the bear on his bed instead of the normal stuffed animal box so he would "remember to ask Dad about her."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Shy2LMu4JCI/AAAAAAAABE8/ar8NnqwDFpQ/s1600-h/memorial+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Shy2LMu4JCI/AAAAAAAABE8/ar8NnqwDFpQ/s320/memorial+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340343561667224610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he forgot about it the rest of the day, but when we knelt down to pray he began to cry again.  He told his Dad the samething he told me about not knowing "Grandma Shirley." Corey and he hugged and cried a bit before Corey began to tell him about his grandma.  I stayed there on my knees watching this interaction and I began to miss a woman I had never known.  From what I hear about her she was amazing! I would have loved to have known such a woman.&lt;br /&gt;Corey and I have not been to Shirley's grave our entire married life...at least not together.  I am not sure of the times he has gone without me. But we knew we needed to go this memorial day...for Ethan's sake.  He is filled with so many questions about death that it is hard to answer them all. We decided to take him to see where Shirley is buried.  It was a great experience for Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqHK9NYSI/AAAAAAAABEU/vXDXzAHJyI4/s1600-h/memorial+day+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqHK9NYSI/AAAAAAAABEU/vXDXzAHJyI4/s320/memorial+day+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330298331455778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy (2), Ethan (6), and Ellie (8 mos) in front of the tombstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqITFUfSI/AAAAAAAABEs/r3EkvHTzfb0/s1600-h/memorial+day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqITFUfSI/AAAAAAAABEs/r3EkvHTzfb0/s320/memorial+day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330317692828962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy looking at the flowers.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqHohiF8I/AAAAAAAABEc/CkiGW-FHvJQ/s1600-h/memorial+day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqHohiF8I/AAAAAAAABEc/CkiGW-FHvJQ/s320/memorial+day+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330306268436418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan drew a picture for her. We tied a ribbon around it and he put some plastic carnations in it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqH9veA8I/AAAAAAAABEk/aAQzRAKfwzA/s1600-h/memorial+day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqH9veA8I/AAAAAAAABEk/aAQzRAKfwzA/s320/memorial+day+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330311964033986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting a little emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqIg5F75I/AAAAAAAABE0/WQUGKEbxjKg/s1600-h/memorial+day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShyqIg5F75I/AAAAAAAABE0/WQUGKEbxjKg/s320/memorial+day+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330321399639954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were at the cemetary Corey's grandpa said, "Ya know, she's just not here."  He smiled a knowing smile. I thought about the peace &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing &lt;/span&gt;the gosepl brings to those who have lost loved ones.  That statement would sound so lonely to anyone else, but here was a widower who said it with a smile.  Although I am sure he would much rather have her with him, those words expressed a silent gratitude for a loving Father and his perfect plan. I would think that such knowledge is what will sustain me when I am faced with such a challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8565902097589495632?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8565902097589495632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8565902097589495632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8565902097589495632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8565902097589495632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-memory-of-shirley-rae.html' title='In Memory of Shirley'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Shy2LMu4JCI/AAAAAAAABE8/ar8NnqwDFpQ/s72-c/memorial+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1937307634510740321</id><published>2009-05-22T18:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:19:51.524-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Husband Rocks'/><title type='text'>"My Husband Rocks" Friday</title><content type='html'>Opposites Attract! At least that's what "they" say.  I don't know who "they" are, but "they" got it right in mine and Corey's case.  Seriously, we could not be more different.  However, we are alike where it matters. &lt;br /&gt;My husband rocks because he embraces our differences and does not try to change who I am.  I know I can drive him absolutely crazy sometimes, but he never loses his temper with me.  He is definitely the patient one and since we are extremely opposite you can guess how I am in the patience department.  In fact, instead of losing his patience and getting upset, he seems to really try to understand my thought process (which is an exercise in futility). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...Thanks Babe for letting me be me and loving me anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1937307634510740321?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1937307634510740321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1937307634510740321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1937307634510740321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1937307634510740321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-husband-rocks-friday_22.html' title='&quot;My Husband Rocks&quot; Friday'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-28268031931713939</id><published>2009-05-20T10:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:46:10.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Home Evening: Aquatic Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxMyABKII/AAAAAAAABCw/Fq_B3bf65V4/s1600-h/5-20+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxMyABKII/AAAAAAAABCw/Fq_B3bf65V4/s320/5-20+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337945553990920322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is the only smile we got from Izzy.  She was terrified of the water!! It was actually quite comical.  Look at Ellie just relaxing in the floaty. Oh to be a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxMkYJesI/AAAAAAAABCo/AlVhWCpyOu8/s1600-h/5-20+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxMkYJesI/AAAAAAAABCo/AlVhWCpyOu8/s320/5-20+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337945550334032578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan is a water bug and always has been. &lt;br /&gt;He is a pleasure to swim with because he absolutely loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxNNd28ZI/AAAAAAAABC4/qGZDXGBj-ds/s1600-h/5-20+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxNNd28ZI/AAAAAAAABC4/qGZDXGBj-ds/s320/5-20+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337945561363837330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie got a bit too relaxed. I think it's time to go home.&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/2420452416056269600-28268031931713939?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/28268031931713939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=28268031931713939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/28268031931713939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/28268031931713939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-home-evening-aquatic-center.html' title='Family Home Evening: Aquatic Center'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShQxMyABKII/AAAAAAAABCw/Fq_B3bf65V4/s72-c/5-20+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1731851712756876838</id><published>2009-05-19T19:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:44:32.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShNfLdtOt6I/AAAAAAAABBo/tJwOb-JUn_I/s1600-h/5-8+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShNfLdtOt6I/AAAAAAAABBo/tJwOb-JUn_I/s320/5-8+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337714633921705890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY HUSBAND IS AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Corey is a remarkable business man. I think he has got to be one of the most driven people I know. He works so hard and lights up when he sees success. Corey's always lived by the mantra "It's okay to fail." That is the precise reason he is such a risk taker. He rarely voices his discouragement or setbacks, but I know they come. Corey is a very positive person and always willing to serve. He loves the Savior and the gospel. I have never seen anyone retain information so well. Corey has a fault in that brain that somehow holds everything he learns, as well as all the lyrics from every 80's song ever written. He is amazing at trivia, especially pop culture trivia.&lt;br /&gt;Corey is a wonderful father. I can not think of anything that means more to him that his children (okay, maybe his wife;)). He plays with his kids whenever he gets a free moment. He is his son's hero and his daughters' shining Knight. They adore him almost as much as he adores them. He prays for them, laughs with them and secretly hurts when they are hurting. I think he will make a great father of teenagers, too. Let's hope at least one of us will handle those years well.&lt;br /&gt;Corey is my perfect match. Neither Corey nor I believe in a "soul mate," but if I did he would be mine. I am sure no other man can bring me such happiness. I smile when I think of his laugh and the silly things we've done together. He is so loving and involved. Although he could seriously care less about my various crafts and creations, he is the first with a compliment. He cares about my happiness and wants me to succeed in every and any endeavor. Corey is 100% understanding of me having to have a night out. I could have three in one week and he would be fine with that. He may not understand why I have to go out; the fact that it's important to me is reason enough. I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are just a few reason why my husband is amazing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1731851712756876838?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1731851712756876838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1731851712756876838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1731851712756876838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1731851712756876838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-hubby.html' title='My Hubby'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/ShNfLdtOt6I/AAAAAAAABBo/tJwOb-JUn_I/s72-c/5-8+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-5841467607470062896</id><published>2009-05-10T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:26:37.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Can I just say what a wonderful day I think Mother's Day is?  I really enjoyed reflecting on my calling as a mother. I think it is a wonderful thing that Heavenly Father made such a role as MOTHER for human-kind.  Not just because that is the vessel by which we are born, but because of how unique a mother's role is over every other person in our lives.  (I hope I am making sense.)&lt;br /&gt;I have teachers, friends, and leaders who have touched my life in remarkable and wonderful ways, but there is not a soul on this Earth who has influenced me and guided me and loved me like my mother.  For that (and so much more) I am incredibly grateful! Thanks, Mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-5841467607470062896?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5841467607470062896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=5841467607470062896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5841467607470062896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5841467607470062896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/05/thoughts-on-mothers-day.html' title='Thoughts on Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-4721662636366020949</id><published>2009-05-01T12:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:37:17.729-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love actually'/><title type='text'>"My Husband Rocks" Friday!</title><content type='html'>My husband rocks because one of his favorite movies is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CASABLANCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I love that he watches it with me.  We snuggle on the couch and talk about the time when movies used to be truly great!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SftIpJO4hgI/AAAAAAAAA_k/lFpuedvpJlY/s1600-h/2-14-08-casablanca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SftIpJO4hgI/AAAAAAAAA_k/lFpuedvpJlY/s320/2-14-08-casablanca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330934455613294082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See why other hubby's rock at &lt;a href="http://loveactually-blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Actually&lt;/a&gt;...and join in the fun.&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/2420452416056269600-4721662636366020949?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4721662636366020949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=4721662636366020949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4721662636366020949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/4721662636366020949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-husband-rocks-friday.html' title='&quot;My Husband Rocks&quot; Friday!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SftIpJO4hgI/AAAAAAAAA_k/lFpuedvpJlY/s72-c/2-14-08-casablanca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-932900574149961997</id><published>2009-04-20T18:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:13:01.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Funny Kids</title><content type='html'>Baylee was quizzing Ethan about math as they colored at the bar.  She was asking things like what's 10+3+2?  I would help him with his answers and Baylee would say, "You are so smart Ethan." Then Baylee said, "Becky you are smarter than my mom."  I grinned and said, "Oh, I don't think so."  Ethan whispered, "Sometimes mom's don't answer correctly (yes, he used that word) so you will think your smart." :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-932900574149961997?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/932900574149961997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=932900574149961997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/932900574149961997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/932900574149961997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-funny-kids.html' title='Funny Funny Kids'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3590569672898109224</id><published>2009-04-18T13:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:04:52.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look What I Made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeoxpCXFO8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/NBOp7x5z_yk/s1600-h/4-11+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeoxpCXFO8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/NBOp7x5z_yk/s320/4-11+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326124090397113282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3590569672898109224?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3590569672898109224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3590569672898109224' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3590569672898109224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3590569672898109224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-what-i-made.html' title='Look What I Made!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeoxpCXFO8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/NBOp7x5z_yk/s72-c/4-11+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1811037894717027131</id><published>2009-04-11T16:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:28:19.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt at Grandma Patti's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEnQfQOoKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/tjJrqB1xscU/s1600-h/4-11+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEnQfQOoKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/tjJrqB1xscU/s320/4-11+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323579398749593762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEm76rVjiI/AAAAAAAAA4k/HTY84J4QQxE/s1600-h/4-11+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEm76rVjiI/AAAAAAAAA4k/HTY84J4QQxE/s320/4-11+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323579045333798434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEhDC57pDI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1EIz4g0dW2w/s1600-h/4-11+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEhDC57pDI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1EIz4g0dW2w/s320/4-11+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323572570731815986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year my mom does an Easter Egg Hunt in her backyard. The kids just adore it! They run around looking for all the candy with their name on it.  Mom always goes all out getting the kids a little of everything, but I say it's her right as a&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan just loves being at grandma's with all his cousins.  You add candy and that's like his heaven.  It was a great morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Izzy had the funnest time! I wasn't sure Izzy would be able to go because she was so sick the day before. Luckily she was alright when we woke up...still has an icky cough though.&lt;br /&gt;That didn't stop her from saying, "Treat! Treat!" every time she found candy.  She had a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mom for being such a fabulous grandma...and mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1811037894717027131?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1811037894717027131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1811037894717027131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1811037894717027131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1811037894717027131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-egg-hunt-at-grandma-pattis.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt at Grandma Patti&apos;s'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SeEnQfQOoKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/tjJrqB1xscU/s72-c/4-11+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8369239392913104782</id><published>2009-04-07T22:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:42:21.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination Abounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SdwlCZdA0QI/AAAAAAAAA4E/TYJakYnl_-Y/s1600-h/April+1+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SdwlCZdA0QI/AAAAAAAAA4E/TYJakYnl_-Y/s320/April+1+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322169582767624450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is LDS General Conference according to a six year old boy with a bucket full of Legos.  Complete with the Prophet holding a microphone, the jumbo screen behind him, and the pulpit.  Darling huh? He is so imaginative and clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SdwlB25XckI/AAAAAAAAA38/49_9RY08-zI/s1600-h/April+1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SdwlB25XckI/AAAAAAAAA38/49_9RY08-zI/s320/April+1+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322169573491307074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan is 6 1/2 now.  He wants to be a scientist when he grows up.  He wants to invent all the creations he see on Jimmy Neutron and Star Wars.  Ethan is really into light sabers and reading (or being read to).  We really like Junie B Jones stories and Skippy John Jones (both wonderful books).  He is advancing really well in school.  His tests show him reading on a 2nd grade level. I believe he is well on his way to becoming a scientist. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8369239392913104782?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8369239392913104782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8369239392913104782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8369239392913104782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8369239392913104782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/04/imagination-abounds.html' title='Imagination Abounds'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SdwlCZdA0QI/AAAAAAAAA4E/TYJakYnl_-Y/s72-c/April+1+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-5710559387082276931</id><published>2009-03-23T15:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:00:00.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmalee &amp; Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Scf9B8fu2RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/V3yu4UErIqs/s1600-h/P3190005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Scf9B8fu2RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/V3yu4UErIqs/s320/P3190005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316496094995077394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmalee (in the pink) and Elizabeth (in the white t-shirt) are 6 weeks apart.  Emmalee is my sisters youngest and Elizabeth is my youngest.  Expecting these two was the first (and only) time Kari and I were pregnant together.  Hard to believe considering we have 7 kids between us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-5710559387082276931?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5710559387082276931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=5710559387082276931' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5710559387082276931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5710559387082276931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/03/emmalee-elizabeth.html' title='Emmalee &amp; Elizabeth'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Scf9B8fu2RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/V3yu4UErIqs/s72-c/P3190005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3318395551997423426</id><published>2009-03-16T16:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:46:28.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing at Sunset Makes Beautiful Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sb7WPizqvmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/RmDLQemU_rU/s1600-h/March+14+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sb7WPizqvmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/RmDLQemU_rU/s320/March+14+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313920172873662050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sb7WPep7ePI/AAAAAAAAAz0/5-vt3hWluUQ/s1600-h/March+14+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sb7WPep7ePI/AAAAAAAAAz0/5-vt3hWluUQ/s320/March+14+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313920171759073522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3318395551997423426?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3318395551997423426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3318395551997423426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3318395551997423426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3318395551997423426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-at-sunset-makes-beautiful.html' title='Playing at Sunset Makes Beautiful Pictures!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sb7WPizqvmI/AAAAAAAAAz8/RmDLQemU_rU/s72-c/March+14+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6780457122773039196</id><published>2009-03-05T14:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:12:34.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Everyday</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth is almost 6 months old and is discovering something new everyday.  With camera in hand, I try to capture those moments, but sometimes I am not so lucky.  Today I was! Today she saw her reflection in this little floor gym mirror and laughed at how cute the baby is looking back at her. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SbA_uTeibyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/NzLK0NQxKr4/s1600-h/P3040002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SbA_uTeibyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/NzLK0NQxKr4/s320/P3040002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309814025404706594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to lay in her crib and "talk" to the walls, the bars, the mobile or whatever she is looking at at the time.  This time I walked in the nursery and she was talking to her foot before shoving it in her mouth.  Hopefully she was warning it. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SbA_u0rrMZI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ZlJ8vIaRvos/s1600-h/P3040006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SbA_u0rrMZI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ZlJ8vIaRvos/s320/P3040006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309814034318176658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-6780457122773039196?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6780457122773039196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6780457122773039196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6780457122773039196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6780457122773039196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/03/growing-everyday.html' title='Growing Everyday'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SbA_uTeibyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/NzLK0NQxKr4/s72-c/P3040002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3459660060211417728</id><published>2009-03-04T09:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:14:45.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth at 5 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sa6o4E9x9zI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XErAlW6IcPA/s1600-h/March+2+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sa6o4E9x9zI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XErAlW6IcPA/s320/March+2+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309366692075403058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sa6nvRbvEeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TMuK06hA9hY/s1600-h/March+2+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sa6nvRbvEeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TMuK06hA9hY/s320/March+2+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309365441291817442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3459660060211417728?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3459660060211417728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3459660060211417728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3459660060211417728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3459660060211417728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/03/elizabeth-at-5-months.html' title='Elizabeth at 5 Months'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/Sa6o4E9x9zI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XErAlW6IcPA/s72-c/March+2+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-5843696629931996795</id><published>2009-02-20T08:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:30:09.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IJTZqdYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/CmvBQnvl_cw/s1600-h/February+17+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IJTZqdYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/CmvBQnvl_cw/s320/February+17+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304897473241314690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabella sitting in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IIfQYnFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/b15ufie-too/s1600-h/February+17+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IIfQYnFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/b15ufie-too/s320/February+17+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304897459243752530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the plate I made with my vinyl letter cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IGpB8UDI/AAAAAAAAAwU/1QLJHswmeRg/s1600-h/February+17+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IGpB8UDI/AAAAAAAAAwU/1QLJHswmeRg/s320/February+17+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304897427507793970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy 'reading' to Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IFrhAhJI/AAAAAAAAAwM/UcyeHR-k9FU/s1600-h/February+17+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IFrhAhJI/AAAAAAAAAwM/UcyeHR-k9FU/s320/February+17+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304897410995094674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Oldest and My Youngest&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/2420452416056269600-5843696629931996795?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5843696629931996795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=5843696629931996795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5843696629931996795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5843696629931996795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7IJTZqdYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/CmvBQnvl_cw/s72-c/February+17+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2464149822807437300</id><published>2009-02-20T07:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:06:56.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it with Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7GAMLUQMI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rmp9lmyohZo/s1600-h/February+17+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7GAMLUQMI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rmp9lmyohZo/s320/February+17+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304895117660012738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie loves to roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_xgi2PI/AAAAAAAAAv8/sRiGm_m7lxs/s1600-h/February+17+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_xgi2PI/AAAAAAAAAv8/sRiGm_m7lxs/s320/February+17+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304895110501292274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan playin' in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_W1K1iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/90MazK46prY/s1600-h/February+17+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_W1K1iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/90MazK46prY/s320/February+17+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304895103340041762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy walking around the sidewalk watching Ethan play in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_od1VMI/AAAAAAAAAv0/QhHK3oWiZHs/s1600-h/February+17+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_od1VMI/AAAAAAAAAv0/QhHK3oWiZHs/s320/February+17+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304895108074001602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got the kids' pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_ApJTLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/m3Me-lMw1UE/s1600-h/February+17+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7F_ApJTLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/m3Me-lMw1UE/s320/February+17+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304895097384029362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy prior to braving the blizzard to get to the mall for a photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-2464149822807437300?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2464149822807437300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2464149822807437300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2464149822807437300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2464149822807437300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/02/say-it-with-pictures.html' title='Say it with Pictures'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZ7GAMLUQMI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rmp9lmyohZo/s72-c/February+17+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2040887546535019676</id><published>2009-02-10T13:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:09:38.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Little E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZHehKbDvbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/DF1cBIsyQ10/s1600-h/P2090021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZHehKbDvbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/DF1cBIsyQ10/s320/P2090021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301262897706679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was shoveling the walk yesterday Ethan built this little snowman.  His name is little E.  Ethan is so proud of his little creation! I would type more, but it's difficult to type and hold Elizabeth's bottle at the same time.&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/2420452416056269600-2040887546535019676?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2040887546535019676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2040887546535019676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2040887546535019676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2040887546535019676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/02/meet-little-e.html' title='Meet Little E'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SZHehKbDvbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/DF1cBIsyQ10/s72-c/P2090021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-148703277112651648</id><published>2009-02-03T21:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:52:04.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you remember this book?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SYkdVWRN5zI/AAAAAAAAAso/-_qL1kzSW9E/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SYkdVWRN5zI/AAAAAAAAAso/-_qL1kzSW9E/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298798689170351922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used to love this book.  I had it when I was a little girl and it's so funny to see my kids love it! Ethan and Izzy just giggle every time I read it to them.  Today Ethan grabbed it and began reading it to Izzy.  Those are the moments that make my heart sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SYkdVDv074I/AAAAAAAAAsg/sE-oVi8o6xs/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SYkdVDv074I/AAAAAAAAAsg/sE-oVi8o6xs/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298798684198465410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time Grover gets upset because we "turned another page", Izzy says, "Oh no!" This is her 'reading' it on her own as she does numerous times a day. &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/2420452416056269600-148703277112651648?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/148703277112651648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=148703277112651648' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/148703277112651648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/148703277112651648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-remember-this-book.html' title='Do you remember this book?'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SYkdVWRN5zI/AAAAAAAAAso/-_qL1kzSW9E/s72-c/Ethan%27s+Book+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7304537932546918321</id><published>2009-01-27T10:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:26:03.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan's Church Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PVAXXSMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xKFaRz49H9s/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PVAXXSMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xKFaRz49H9s/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296038909104834754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going to Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PUue7UsI/AAAAAAAAAqY/7k1MdhzFvgs/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PUue7UsI/AAAAAAAAAqY/7k1MdhzFvgs/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296038904304718530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We learned a new song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PUdhasZI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uIrvbidnUWo/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PUdhasZI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uIrvbidnUWo/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296038899751760274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone taught us something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PTx1133I/AAAAAAAAAqI/8LeqKWfnW6A/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PTx1133I/AAAAAAAAAqI/8LeqKWfnW6A/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296038888026267506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We learned another song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PTrt7SCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/MKWKWmjk5fA/s1600-h/Ethan%27s+Book+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PTrt7SCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/MKWKWmjk5fA/s320/Ethan%27s+Book+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296038886382454818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This time Mom taught us something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan made this little book in Sacrament at &lt;a href="http://lds.org"&gt;Church&lt;/a&gt;.  There was a high councilman speaker, a rest hymn, and then I spoke.  He showed me his book when the meeting had ended and I couldn't wait to show everyone!  What a stud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-7304537932546918321?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7304537932546918321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7304537932546918321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7304537932546918321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7304537932546918321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/01/ethans-church-book.html' title='Ethan&apos;s Church Book'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SX9PVAXXSMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xKFaRz49H9s/s72-c/Ethan%27s+Book+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-7731303622778785108</id><published>2009-01-25T16:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:30:52.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Stretch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXz1dGGYg-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/RKhYI_PBxRQ/s1600-h/January+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXz1dGGYg-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/RKhYI_PBxRQ/s320/January+2009+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295377142083257314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy being a little parrot.  She loves to copy Corey when he stretches.  Isn't that so funny? Her leg warmers just add to the whole picture. &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/2420452416056269600-7731303622778785108?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7731303622778785108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7731303622778785108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7731303622778785108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7731303622778785108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-stretch.html' title='Big Stretch'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXz1dGGYg-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/RKhYI_PBxRQ/s72-c/January+2009+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-476056117189772499</id><published>2009-01-21T11:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:54:52.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite Tall Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXeKc-eMm6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/EwKD6zfWBSk/s1600-h/January+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXeKc-eMm6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/EwKD6zfWBSk/s320/January+2009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293852117407931298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy has discovered a whole new world thanks to this step stool.  She carries it everywhere.  With it she can reach the countertops, climb on our bed, steal Ethan's toothbrush, etc.  She certainly has a huge amount of determination! I love it...most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-476056117189772499?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/476056117189772499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=476056117189772499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/476056117189772499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/476056117189772499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-quite-tall-enough.html' title='Not Quite Tall Enough'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXeKc-eMm6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/EwKD6zfWBSk/s72-c/January+2009+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-6508825951730824202</id><published>2009-01-18T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:00:33.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do they get any cuter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXQjeqn60JI/AAAAAAAAAng/GX2_DEwq2Lk/s1600-h/Elizabeth+1-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXQjeqn60JI/AAAAAAAAAng/GX2_DEwq2Lk/s320/Elizabeth+1-18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292894471811944594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-6508825951730824202?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6508825951730824202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=6508825951730824202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6508825951730824202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/6508825951730824202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-they-get-any-cuter.html' title='Do they get any cuter?'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXQjeqn60JI/AAAAAAAAAng/GX2_DEwq2Lk/s72-c/Elizabeth+1-18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8677892455407058483</id><published>2009-01-17T09:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:52:57.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzy Loves Ethan too Much Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXIKbVYPhsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/DmrLdlpeWG8/s1600-h/1-09+%283%29+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXIKbVYPhsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/DmrLdlpeWG8/s320/1-09+%283%29+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292303976825325250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan is so tolerant of Izzy.  She is wanting so badly for Ethan to play with her in these pictures.  Izzy was climbing all over him and hugging him and doing whatever else to get his attention and he just sat there playing his Nintendo DS.  It's a crack up how he just tunes it all out; even when he is being mauled.  Izzy absolutely adores Ethan. They say the first man a girl loves is her daddy; well, the second is certainly her brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXIKbtAExJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Lw0wpHgECDE/s1600-h/1-09+%283%29+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXIKbtAExJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Lw0wpHgECDE/s320/1-09+%283%29+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292303983166407826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8677892455407058483?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8677892455407058483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8677892455407058483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8677892455407058483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8677892455407058483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2009/01/izzy-loves-ethan-too-much-sometimes.html' title='Izzy Loves Ethan too Much Sometimes'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SXIKbVYPhsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/DmrLdlpeWG8/s72-c/1-09+%283%29+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3005153356903853724</id><published>2009-01-08T17:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:59:08.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SWahTbHMMCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/R4B1tqA8nmc/s1600-h/newsweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SV29l-i3XNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XnrkWVDjhjo/s320/12-2008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589997744872658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Kari's annual New Year's Eve party and it was great fun.  All the kids (except the new babies) even made it until midnight.  Amazing! However, that doesn't mean they were happy when we got home.  I couldn't wait to get them in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Year's party is always a good time with yummy food and a fun puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a tradition as long as I can remember that we start and finish a puzzle before midnight.  MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! Who are we to break tradition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-7846702275356966270?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7846702275356966270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=7846702275356966270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7846702275356966270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/7846702275356966270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SV29l-i3XNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XnrkWVDjhjo/s72-c/12-2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-9113829594176716750</id><published>2008-12-30T19:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:04:43.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Girl, a Baby Doll and Mommy's Make-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVr9bNkHP0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/fPSf5mrBKak/s1600-h/12-2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVr9bNkHP0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/fPSf5mrBKak/s320/12-2008+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285815756612124482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-9113829594176716750?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9113829594176716750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=9113829594176716750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9113829594176716750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9113829594176716750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-girl-baby-doll-and-mommys-make.html' title='A Little Girl, a Baby Doll and Mommy&apos;s Make-Up'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVr9bNkHP0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/fPSf5mrBKak/s72-c/12-2008+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8608601230814326701</id><published>2008-12-28T17:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:27:41.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVgXmF-QCNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AWbymQZI6ro/s1600-h/12-2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVgXmF-QCNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AWbymQZI6ro/s320/12-2008+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285000105925019858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVgXl5-O3hI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jwnPom0wiAI/s1600-h/12-2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVgXl5-O3hI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jwnPom0wiAI/s320/12-2008+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285000102703717906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth was blessed at church this morning.  I was so nervous that she would cry the whole time, but she didn't make a peep.  Corey always gives my children really beautiful blessings. I am so grateful for my husband and his worthiness to bless our children.  I don't think we take advantage of preisthood blessings nearly enough.  Anyway, here are some things I remember from Ellie's blessing:&lt;br /&gt;Ellie was blessed with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kind heart&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;desire to serve&lt;/span&gt;, to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;look to her siblings&lt;/span&gt; as righteous examples, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;study the scriptures&lt;/span&gt;, to follow her mom and Aunt's (Alisha) for examples of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;missionary service&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8608601230814326701?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8608601230814326701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8608601230814326701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8608601230814326701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8608601230814326701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/elizabeths-blessing.html' title='Elizabeth&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVgXmF-QCNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AWbymQZI6ro/s72-c/12-2008+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-1393168041120211813</id><published>2008-12-26T23:16:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:14:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Christmas 2008 Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXI2TmUSTI/AAAAAAAAAas/N5quTg7JMcE/s1600-h/PC240030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXI2TmUSTI/AAAAAAAAAas/N5quTg7JMcE/s320/PC240030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350573088622898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isabella looking at the tree on Chr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;istmas Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLwvwqH_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9gEU7EcLUVA/s1600-h/12-08+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLwvwqH_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9gEU7EcLUVA/s320/12-08+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353776103858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ethan discovering Santa Clause brought him the Nintendo DS he has been asking for for 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLwxsHRDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ye07aQrF4_8/s1600-h/12-08+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLwxsHRDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ye07aQrF4_8/s320/12-08+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353776621667378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izzy's reaction when she realizes this present is a baby doll.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She doesn't have many of those, so she was thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLxabHIfI/AAAAAAAAAbM/6FspC5TgJwg/s1600-h/PC240004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLxabHIfI/AAAAAAAAAbM/6FspC5TgJwg/s320/PC240004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353787556209138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love this picture because Izzy loves Ashlee and Topher, but she isn't showing it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That little girl wears her emotions on her sleeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You never have to guess what she is feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLx96jo3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/534kBi4ajx4/s1600-h/PC240018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXLx96jo3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/534kBi4ajx4/s320/PC240018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353797083341682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's rare that Corey and I get a photo together. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love this one for it's imperfections: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's off center, we look heavier and older, but we are still so happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;My all time favorite picture of Christmas 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXRAVMQ_7I/AAAAAAAAAbc/kJORO34WSos/s1600-h/12-08+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXRAVMQ_7I/AAAAAAAAAbc/kJORO34WSos/s320/12-08+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284359541407940530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ethan is crying because I accidentally "popped his arm" trying to help him get onto the Lazy Boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth is crying because I am not holding her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Izzy is trying to shove a battery up her nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was just trying to take a stinkin' "Night Before Christmas" picture.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up trying to get them happy and in frustration snapped the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Corey laughed. I laughed. And not to delete it. This is real life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, the memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-1393168041120211813?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1393168041120211813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=1393168041120211813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1393168041120211813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/1393168041120211813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/favorite-christmas-2008-moments.html' title='Favorite Christmas 2008 Moments'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVXI2TmUSTI/AAAAAAAAAas/N5quTg7JMcE/s72-c/PC240030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8982656763945989451</id><published>2008-12-24T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:21:06.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy to the World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ithIyBcoOoo/SVJU6-XSMpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UZnTHI-NiIE/s400/nativitystory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ithIyBcoOoo/SVJU6-XSMpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UZnTHI-NiIE/s400/nativitystory.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8982656763945989451?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8982656763945989451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8982656763945989451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8982656763945989451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8982656763945989451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ithIyBcoOoo/SVJU6-XSMpI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UZnTHI-NiIE/s72-c/nativitystory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3092898640085103791</id><published>2008-12-22T21:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:21:39.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan finds out about Baby Wickern</title><content type='html'>Alisha, Corey's sister, and Adam are expecting &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBlOIDOukI/AAAAAAAAAak/7toVrT29B38/s1600-h/12-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBlOIDOukI/AAAAAAAAAak/7toVrT29B38/s320/12-08+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833656259197506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;their first baby!  Alisha sent a post card with the baby's first ultrasound picture on it to let everyone know.  I hung it on my fridge and waited for Ethan to see it. I couldn't stand it anymore so I just showed it to him.  This picture is his genuine reaction when I told him the picture is Alisha &amp;amp; Adam's baby that will be born in July.  He was so excited!  I don't think he understands that Adam &amp;amp; Alisha live in Rexburg so we won't really get to see the little Wickern addition much, but it's still exciting as heck!!  Adam &amp;amp; Alisha are going to be the perfect parents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3092898640085103791?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3092898640085103791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3092898640085103791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3092898640085103791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3092898640085103791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/ethan-finds-out-about-baby-wickern.html' title='Ethan finds out about Baby Wickern'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBlOIDOukI/AAAAAAAAAak/7toVrT29B38/s72-c/12-08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3773333821146799947</id><published>2008-12-22T20:55:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:11:31.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Potty Training? You tell me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBkWTqWYDI/AAAAAAAAAac/ff3-6ibmMCQ/s1600-h/Ethan+face+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBkWTqWYDI/AAAAAAAAAac/ff3-6ibmMCQ/s200/Ethan+face+shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282832697303392306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBi-mSuf-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/JKyWW-FsFiI/s1600-h/Izzy+Tiolet+Seat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBi-mSuf-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/JKyWW-FsFiI/s200/Izzy+Tiolet+Seat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282831190476095458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Isabella wearing the seat of her little potty.  Apparently it's a great hat!  I had just given her a bath and was helping Ethan wash his hair when I turn around and see Izzy running down the hall wearing only this toilet seat.  What a hysterical site to see!!&lt;br /&gt;Izzy will sit on the potty every time I change her bum, but she has yet to do any "business" on it.  My goal is to go full force after the new year.  For now, I am just getting her used to the idea of wearing panties and using the potty. Oh, the joys of potty training.  Ethan was trained pretty early, so here's hoping Izzy follows in his footsteps. We shall see. Either way, it makes a great hat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3773333821146799947?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3773333821146799947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3773333821146799947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3773333821146799947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3773333821146799947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/successful-potty-training-you-tell-me.html' title='Successful Potty Training? You tell me!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SVBkWTqWYDI/AAAAAAAAAac/ff3-6ibmMCQ/s72-c/Ethan+face+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8655807614913271418</id><published>2008-12-19T23:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:33:44.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kutv.com/media/news/b/1/9/b1918ad5-76f5-4ed7-a918-cd91228b2ba1/Original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.kutv.com/media/news/b/1/9/b1918ad5-76f5-4ed7-a918-cd91228b2ba1/Original.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the snow!!! I love that my yard and the yard next to me (and all the others on the block) look exactly the same...covered in a blanket of snow.  In my opinion, a really good snow storm is the most beautiful landscape.  Absolutely gorgeous.  Because I think the snow is so beautiful, it is bearable for me to drive in and shovel off my walks.  I love the snow!!! It looks like a white Christmas is on the way! How wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8655807614913271418?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8655807614913271418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8655807614913271418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8655807614913271418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8655807614913271418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow!!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-5819157680248216582</id><published>2008-12-13T10:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:12:10.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rare Happy Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SUPxVOtaHyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lmcYImqTGk0/s1600-h/PC120005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SUPxVOtaHyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lmcYImqTGk0/s400/PC120005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279328535236452130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;My Beautiful Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Elizabeth: 3 Months Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;This is a rare non-colic moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-5819157680248216582?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5819157680248216582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=5819157680248216582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5819157680248216582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/5819157680248216582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/rare-happy-moment.html' title='A Rare Happy Moment'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SUPxVOtaHyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lmcYImqTGk0/s72-c/PC120005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2091318372350903657</id><published>2008-12-13T00:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:08:36.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SUNqAhWP2iI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/0RcCwwBWj3k/s1600-h/PC120001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SUNqAhWP2iI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/0RcCwwBWj3k/s400/PC120001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279179745392581154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, does it get anymore precious than this!  I was busily crafting away at the kitchen table when I heard Ethan whisper loudly, "Mom, look." Without looking up I did the typical mom thing, "Ok. One second."  He again whispered loud, "Hurry, mom.  Look!" I sighed a heavy sigh and looked and this lovely scene was before me.  Ethan wanted me to see that he was reading to his sister.  This precious site called out to my inner photographer.  I hustled to find my camera and capture this rare moment of Izzy calmly laying on Ethan and him actually enjoying her company.  Then I remembered something my mom used to say to me and my siblings, "You will be each others best friends one day."  She was correct! My best friends are my siblings and I look forward to seeing them weekly, if I can.  When Izzy and Ethan are older and fighting and not really being able to stand each other, I will pull out this photo and say, "You will be each others best friends one day; just like you used to be."  They will most likely respond like my siblings and I would: roll their eyes and continue to think that their school chums will always be their only best friends.  And they will be wrong...very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to joke and whine about the troubles a toddler and baby can be, but then Heavenly Father grants me moments like this and it's all worth it.  My children are blessed to have each other and it's times like this that makes me think they are starting to understand that a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-2091318372350903657?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2091318372350903657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2091318372350903657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2091318372350903657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2091318372350903657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-moment.html' title='A Sweet Moment'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SUNqAhWP2iI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/0RcCwwBWj3k/s72-c/PC120001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-821887984868831214</id><published>2008-12-07T18:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:47:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Liken the Scriptures"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://goodbooksandmorelds.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/LDS_DVDOnesmoothstone3dvd_lds.271154013_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 285px;" src="http://goodbooksandmorelds.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/LDS_DVDOnesmoothstone3dvd_lds.271154013_std.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night Ethan woke up at 3 am refusing to go back to sleep because of a nightmare.  Therefore, he was up all night.  Izzy has a killer cold and 102 degree fever. Corey jammed his finger in a basketball game yesterday and has been on some serious painkillers.  Due to all these unfortunate events, I missed church once again!  I missed last week because Elizabeth and I were up all night.  Believe it or not she has been a gem the last two days (thank heavens for the Levson prescription). After watching all I could of the Disney Channel, I asked Ethan to choose one of the &lt;a href="http://www.likenthescriptures.com/"&gt;Liken The Scripture&lt;/a&gt; movies.  They are all wonderful!! He chose the one about David and Goliath.  I LOVE that one!  I admittedly sing along with the movie and enjoy myself. &lt;br /&gt;Funny story about this one.  Goliath is played by Thurl Bailey who is a commentator at the Jazz games.  We took Ethan to a Jazz game and afterward we went to see them film the post game show.  Ethan saw Thurl Bailey and whispered, "GOLIATH." We were fortunate that he got to meet Thurl Bailey and get his autograph.  Now every time we attend a Jazz game, Ethan looks for "Goliath."&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all these movies are fabulous.  I want to eventually have them all.  As of now I own, about 5 of them.  I really appreciate how they make the scriptures come alive for Ethan (and myself).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-821887984868831214?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/821887984868831214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=821887984868831214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/821887984868831214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/821887984868831214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/liken-scriptures.html' title='&quot;Liken the Scriptures&quot;'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-909199803431136385</id><published>2008-12-05T10:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:09:06.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary, Mother of the Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n292/blog_files/Nativity/NativityScene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 277px;" src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n292/blog_files/Nativity/NativityScene.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas is a wonderful time of the year.  Reading about the Savior's birth in Luke 2 is absolutely inspiring to me as a mother. My favorite scripture of the event is Luke 2:19:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"But Mary kept all these things, and pondered them in her heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As the shepherds were proclaiming the birth of the Lord, Mary was pondering her sacred feelings as a new mom.  I never appreciated the feelings of Mary before I had my own child.  Think of all the things that she must have been feeling and holding so close to her heart.  She was the mother of the Savior! As overwhelming as it must have seemed, just as with any mother, I am sure unimaginable peace and love filled her heart as she looked upon her newborn baby.  Knowing of Jesus' divine potential, she had a daunting task.  I would love to meet her and talk with her about motherhood.  She would be a great wealth of knowledge, I am sure! Truly she is "blessed...among women."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-909199803431136385?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/909199803431136385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=909199803431136385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/909199803431136385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/909199803431136385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/mary-mother-of-savior.html' title='Mary, Mother of the Savior'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n292/blog_files/Nativity/th_NativityScene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8606085773462300829</id><published>2008-12-03T10:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:34:57.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB4lqBYJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/huPXHVSl_SA/s1600-h/Nov+08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB4lqBYJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/huPXHVSl_SA/s200/Nov+08+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275617191436312722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth (3 Months)&lt;br /&gt;This is her blessing dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB3zuaDOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/EvF7vh87VCI/s1600-h/Nov+08+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB3zuaDOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/EvF7vh87VCI/s200/Nov+08+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275617178032934114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isabella (20 Months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB3r8MZaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/wPqYys6ECVg/s1600-h/Nov+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB3r8MZaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/wPqYys6ECVg/s200/Nov+08+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275617175943275938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan (6 Years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB3a6HR4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9nNT6zdmqvk/s1600-h/Nov+08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB3a6HR4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9nNT6zdmqvk/s200/Nov+08+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275617171371149186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Family&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my &lt;a href="http://www.zachandjennie.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt;-friend for being such a fabulous photographer.  I highly recommend her for all you Wasatch Front dwellers.  She is a fabulous person and a wonderful photographer. &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/2420452416056269600-8606085773462300829?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8606085773462300829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8606085773462300829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8606085773462300829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8606085773462300829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-picture-time.html' title='Family Picture Time'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/STbB4lqBYJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/huPXHVSl_SA/s72-c/Nov+08+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8848987638493258365</id><published>2008-12-03T09:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:58:42.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph B. Wirthlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsroom.lds.org/Static%20Images/Newsroom/photo/med_WIRTHLIN_large1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 362px;" src="http://newsroom.lds.org/Static%20Images/Newsroom/photo/med_WIRTHLIN_large1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1917-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=4956387"&gt;Elder &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=4956387"&gt;Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;/a&gt; died last night.  He is an Apostle for the &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/"&gt;Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints&lt;/a&gt; and a remarkable man. Elder Wirthlin was 91 years old and the oldest Apostle. Whenever I hear of the death of one of the Apostles, I always feel so sad.  It only lasts a moment though, then I think of the joyous reunion they must be having on the other side of the veil with those they love. Elder Wirthlin's last conference address, &lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-947-9,00.html"&gt;"Come What May and Love It,"&lt;/a&gt; has been a huge source of inspiration for me these last couple months.  I have listened to it on my iPod at least 5 times in the last couple of weeks. I have learned much about handling adveristy and trials with humor and faith. Thank you, Elder Wirthlin.  What a great man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8848987638493258365?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8848987638493258365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8848987638493258365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8848987638493258365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8848987638493258365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/12/joseph-b-wirthlin.html' title='Joseph B. Wirthlin'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3565359697112115496</id><published>2008-11-26T09:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:55:12.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My three kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SS17y1qwZSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/csyl2vdw9ns/s1600-h/Nov+08+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SS17y1qwZSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/csyl2vdw9ns/s400/Nov+08+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273006852050806050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was snapping pictures of the three kids together and finally got one that I love! It took about 10 tries and they all finally smiled...if you can call what Elizabeth is doing a smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan is such a big help.  He is my runner.  I can ask him to get me a diaper, wipes, my phone, the remote, etc. and he does it without complaint.  He is such a sweet and easy little guy.  E is definitely my low maintenance child.  I love that he is so sensitive and in tune to others emotions, too.  When I am having a tough moment with the girls he walks up and hugs me and strokes my hair.  He is truly a gem!&lt;br /&gt;Izzy is what I would label my high maintenance, curious child.  She is seriously into EVERYTHING! She is a very head-strung and determined little girl.  Izzy doesn't easily give up, that's for sure.  Her favorite word is "NO" &amp;amp; "Mommy." I am hoping to potty train her by the end of the year.  Her slightly defiant attitude may hinder that though.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth is finally becoming more enjoyable! She is eating better and keeps most of it down.  She is taking an antacid for her reflux which not only helps her feel better, but she is sleeping better too.  I am really enjoying this motherhood thing, as exhausting as it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3565359697112115496?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3565359697112115496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3565359697112115496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3565359697112115496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3565359697112115496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-three-kids.html' title='My three kids!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SS17y1qwZSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/csyl2vdw9ns/s72-c/Nov+08+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-2393203341452816182</id><published>2008-11-22T10:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:08:07.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan Discovers Movies on his Camera</title><content type='html'>I was putting Ethan's pictures on the computer from his memory card and saw this video.  I didn't even know he made this.  There are literally 50 of Ethan's "movies" on my computer.  I laughed hysterically watching everyone.  This is certainly the one I laughed the hardest at.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a27034ac87463152" 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://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da27034ac87463152%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331481759%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CA8CB8EFB02C6904A14B2404B3F16183A361AE.290ADE338C21CB1CC9AD6F8F020782F925231F3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da27034ac87463152%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj71t8bL4XLiAI3sWFRzvVdPUJB0&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://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da27034ac87463152%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331481759%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CA8CB8EFB02C6904A14B2404B3F16183A361AE.290ADE338C21CB1CC9AD6F8F020782F925231F3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da27034ac87463152%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj71t8bL4XLiAI3sWFRzvVdPUJB0&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/2420452416056269600-2393203341452816182?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a27034ac87463152&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2393203341452816182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=2393203341452816182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2393203341452816182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/2393203341452816182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/ethan-discovers-movies-on-his-camera.html' title='Ethan Discovers Movies on his Camera'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-921026919278932798</id><published>2008-11-22T10:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:55:02.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality...According to QuizMeme.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px; background-color:#CCCCCC; border-width:2px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid; padding:8px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="7"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#0033FF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#0066FF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#0099FF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#00CCFF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:20px; font-weight:bold; color:#0066FF;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:10px;color:#000000;"&gt;You give your love and friendship unconditionally. You enjoy long, thoughtful conversations rich in philosophy and spirituality. You are very loyal and intuitive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.quizmeme.com/color/" target="_blank" style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:9px; text-decoration:none; color:#0066FF;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Find out your color at QuizMeme.com!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-921026919278932798?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/921026919278932798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=921026919278932798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/921026919278932798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/921026919278932798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/blue-you-give-your-love-and-friendship.html' title='My Personality...According to QuizMeme.com'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-8635798419574064592</id><published>2008-11-21T11:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:34:30.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy War...again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ksl.com/emedia/slc/796/79684/7968446.jpg?filter=ksl/large_headline"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 131px;" src="http://www.ksl.com/emedia/slc/796/79684/7968446.jpg?filter=ksl/large_headline" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya know, I didn't got to either BYU or U of U, but I just love the energy of this deep rivalry.  These two teams HATE each other.  I love to watch the game, too.  I don't really cheer for either team, I just like to watch a good EXTREMELY competitive game.  I have to admit last year I loved watching BYU upset Utah at the last minute.  I am so excited for Saturday's game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-8635798419574064592?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8635798419574064592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=8635798419574064592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8635798419574064592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/8635798419574064592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/holy-waragain.html' title='The Holy War...again!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-830321807416377968</id><published>2008-11-20T15:47:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:22:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzy's Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SSXwlV664JI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nEMgxdjh4-E/s1600-h/IzzyB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SSXwlV664JI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nEMgxdjh4-E/s200/IzzyB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270883463237132434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how beautiful my Izzy B is. This is what she normally looks like. Big brown eyes. Tiny little nose. Thin rosy lips. Well, that is what she looks like unless she grabs the PB &amp;amp; honey crust of her brothers sandwich. She looks like the 2nd photo when that happens. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SSXwlvtEU8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/EHD1DHyS3Ug/s1600-h/Izzy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SSXwlvtEU8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/EHD1DHyS3Ug/s200/Izzy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270883470158353346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at those lips!!! I looked over to see if she was eating her pasta and I see these huge growths on her lips. I was freaking out. Benadryl in hand, I grabbed her out of her highchair and squirted what I hope was the right amount for a 20 months old. Hives kept appearing and her lips kept getting bigger. She never whined or complained. She did lick her lips an awful lot. That must feel weird. It has been close to an hour and a half later and the lip growths are significantly smaller, but still visible. She gave me quite a scare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-830321807416377968?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/830321807416377968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=830321807416377968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/830321807416377968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/830321807416377968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/look-how-beautiful-my-izzy-b-is.html' title='Izzy&apos;s Face'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SSXwlV664JI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nEMgxdjh4-E/s72-c/IzzyB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3423999112912179444</id><published>2008-11-11T15:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:55:38.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections from the Birthday Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRoV_9Y1ElI/AAAAAAAAAWs/IjhzV6vRBnU/s1600-h/datenightE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRoV_9Y1ElI/AAAAAAAAAWs/IjhzV6vRBnU/s200/datenightE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267546902717862482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what a 31 year old looks like.  Well, a 31 year old with my genetic make up.  November 10, 2008 was my 31st birthday! I am not one easily freaked out over age.  I figure it's a lot more fun to embrace the years than to be embarrassed by them.&lt;br /&gt;It seems, birthdays are always a time of reflection; yesterday was no exception for me. Am I doing what I dreamed of doing when I was younger? What have I yet to accomplish? Am I happy? Ya know, all the typical questions of evaluation. Then I read and listened to a conference address called &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-947-9,00.html"&gt;"Come What May and Love it" by Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;/a&gt; (an apostle for the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=e419fb40e21cef00VgnVCM1000001f5e340aRCRD"&gt;LDS church&lt;/a&gt;). So what did I learn on my 31st birthday? No matter what is happening in life (good, bad or uneventful), love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My goals for the coming year:&lt;br /&gt;- Be optomistic&lt;br /&gt;- Enjoy life's little set backs&lt;br /&gt;- Serve others more&lt;br /&gt;Here's to another year. Bring it on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3423999112912179444?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3423999112912179444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3423999112912179444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3423999112912179444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3423999112912179444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-what-31-year-old-looks-like.html' title='Reflections from the Birthday Girl!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRoV_9Y1ElI/AAAAAAAAAWs/IjhzV6vRBnU/s72-c/datenightE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3844999393097027285</id><published>2008-11-05T12:24:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:06:19.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History Made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.britannica.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/obama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 206px;" src="http://www.britannica.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/obama1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love him or hate him, you have to acknowledge the fact that we witnessed history in the making yesterday: America's 1st black president!&lt;br /&gt;With all history making events you always here this question: Where were you when...?  So, where was I when I found out Barack Obama was to be 44th President of the United States of America? Lady Fitness! I was walking out of a yoga class and glanced up at a T.V. to see Katie Couric inform her viewers (as limited as they may be...yuck) that Barack Obama had obtained the needed 270 Electoral Votes needed for the nations highest office. The ladies around me reacted differently from each other.  Some smiled and others sighed.  Here's my big sigh of relief: *sigh*&lt;sigh&gt;.  Not because Obama is president, as I am not a fan of the democrat platform, but because this two year presidential race is over.  What a marathon!&lt;br /&gt;Here's to change and history in the making.&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3844999393097027285?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3844999393097027285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3844999393097027285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3844999393097027285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3844999393097027285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/history-made.html' title='History Made!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-9201986556078148840</id><published>2008-11-04T11:41:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:13:21.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmalee is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRCa5AbGG4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/bwjQ1eGJmtc/s1600-h/Oct+08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRCa5AbGG4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/bwjQ1eGJmtc/s200/Oct+08+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878268552977282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister had her baby this morning! Emmalee Jo is 7 lbs 13 oz and has the chunkiest little cheeks ever.  Couldn't you just kiss those cheeks right off? Emmalee also has a ton of hair! She had a bow in her spiked up hair when I went to see her.  She is just beautiful! I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRCa46_0T5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/i4462mPUcf8/s1600-h/Oct+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRCa46_0T5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/i4462mPUcf8/s200/Oct+08+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878267096387474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-9201986556078148840?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9201986556078148840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=9201986556078148840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9201986556078148840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/9201986556078148840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/11/emmalee-here.html' title='Emmalee is here!'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtcuVYuXPvU/SRCa5AbGG4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/bwjQ1eGJmtc/s72-c/Oct+08+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420452416056269600.post-3613194428770838540</id><published>2008-10-29T14:48:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:03:58.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Super-Mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.momsniche.com/images/supermom-image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 494px;" src="http://www.momsniche.com/images/supermom-image.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and I am this hot too (with a little wider hips.)  :) ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was able to accomplish it all...okay not all of "it" but quite a bit of "it".  I did one load of laundry, clean up a pukey kids twice (he's not even mine), changed a diaper with a marble in it (yep, she swallowed a marble) and kept them all fed, happy, and somewhat clean. On top of that chaos, I was able to eat breakfast, cut out some vinyl words for the wall, take a shower, and get my son to school in a wrinkle-free shirt.  My hair is actually done, my armpits smell "shower clean," my bed is made, and my teeth are brushed!&lt;br /&gt;There are some days I feel I am really cut out for this "mommy thing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2420452416056269600-3613194428770838540?l=beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3613194428770838540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2420452416056269600&amp;postID=3613194428770838540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3613194428770838540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2420452416056269600/posts/default/3613194428770838540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckyvandenberg.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-super-mom.html' title='I am a Super-Mom...'/><author><name>Becky</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTGb1_dT42o/TxXIRY40vaI/AAAAAAAAIPw/NJKxGWnupZA/s220/Penny%2BPics%2B021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
