<?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-8229364381198570012</id><updated>2011-06-25T11:13:36.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasband Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Welome to our blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TeJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294998820442994708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/RvcnjcHReII/AAAAAAAAAAc/3kpW6O5k46o/s320/DSC_0068.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-7915768084378315010</id><published>2008-08-05T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T06:03:48.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did I leave off.......</title><content type='html'>Oh YEAH! On May 6th Abby turned one!!  That was a huge turning point for me personally.  I hadn't really been thinking about it, until maybe a couple of days before. Seriously, we went bday shopping the night before her birthday! (Now that's cutting it close!) But with regular life stuff, I hadn't realized until a couple days before that we had hit such a huge milestone.  I had to take a couple of quite moments to myself as I realized how much the hand of Lord had been helping me along to get to this point. As much as I LOVE Abby, and of course our family wouldn't be complete without her, having her come to our family at the time she did and in the circumstances she came was a huge trial for me. And having realized that we (or just I) had made it for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole year&lt;/span&gt;. And we were all healthy and some what sane, that that in itself was a HUGE blessing. I knew that if the Lord wanted her in our family that he would provide a way, and without me realizing it HE DID! We survived the 1st year! And I'm sure he will continue to show his tender mercies for many years to come!&lt;br /&gt;The funny part about Abby's birthday party was eating the cupcakes. We thought she would just dive right in. Instead she picked at the cupcake a little, and then burst into tears for fear of the frosting. So in the end she got a cupcake that hadn't been frosted.  Unfortunately  I didn't get any photos of the mayhem! But here are some that I did get in a scrapbook page, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SJhPe2QQx8I/AAAAAAAAAXM/i2pNmRoE7yA/s1600-h/abby-1st-bday-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SJhPe2QQx8I/AAAAAAAAAXM/i2pNmRoE7yA/s320/abby-1st-bday-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231018358569224130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credits: Sugarplum Paperie's Party Hat kit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-7915768084378315010?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7915768084378315010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=7915768084378315010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7915768084378315010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7915768084378315010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-did-i-leave-off.html' title='Where did I leave off.......'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SJhPe2QQx8I/AAAAAAAAAXM/i2pNmRoE7yA/s72-c/abby-1st-bday-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-6387615385018116569</id><published>2008-07-21T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:19:02.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's Little Spot</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what this says about me or my son but Nate now has his own little blog for the things he loves. He wanted to visit a Herbie website, but we couldn't find one that wasn't just for selling products, so he asked, "Can we make one?" And instead of setting up a website, I agreed to make him his own blog. He posts pictures of things that he makes, right now specifically related to Herbie. If any of you friends would like to see it, email me (stampinwithamanda@gmail.com) and let me know you're gmail address, and I can approve you to see it - it's by invitation only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-6387615385018116569?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6387615385018116569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=6387615385018116569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/6387615385018116569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/6387615385018116569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/nates-little-spot.html' title='Nate&apos;s Little Spot'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-3125526028077828956</id><published>2008-07-15T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:28:07.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate rides a 2-wheeler</title><content type='html'>In April Nate took the plunge and took his training wheels off. I thought that they would be on for a lot longer - he wanted nothing to do with taking the training wheels off. One night we talked about a kickstand for his bike (a CHROME kickstand) if he didn't have his training wheels. And that sealed it! He wanted to go to the store RIGHT then to get a "chrome" kickstand. (Just has to be like his Dad with all the chrome for HIS bike!) So basically overnight Nate was riding a two- wheeler! The smile on his face says it all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SH0j64KfskI/AAAAAAAAAWc/eUTKhb2kVdk/s1600-h/DSC_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SH0j64KfskI/AAAAAAAAAWc/eUTKhb2kVdk/s320/DSC_1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223370637235434050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off course, the scrapbook page!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SH0kTZP4AII/AAAAAAAAAWk/m9La4uBFl5Q/s1600-h/2-wheeler-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SH0kTZP4AII/AAAAAAAAAWk/m9La4uBFl5Q/s320/2-wheeler-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371058433228930" 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/8229364381198570012-3125526028077828956?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3125526028077828956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=3125526028077828956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3125526028077828956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3125526028077828956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/nate-rides-2-wheeler.html' title='Nate rides a 2-wheeler'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SH0j64KfskI/AAAAAAAAAWc/eUTKhb2kVdk/s72-c/DSC_1019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-8985934820316672316</id><published>2008-07-06T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:08:47.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April .... means that Parker is 2!!!</title><content type='html'>On April 6th we celebrated Parker's 2nd birthday! And Holy Cow is that boy two! It was like an overnight turn form sweet little boy to Terrible Twos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(We still Love You Parker, even if you are 2)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SHGjh9_I6RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/i1Pit-6C0_I/s1600-h/DSC_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SHGjh9_I6RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/i1Pit-6C0_I/s320/DSC_0982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133247069514002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a funny story for you, just to show how fun a 2 year old boy can be.  The other day I was changing Abby in our bedroom, and from where I was standing I could see that someone was in the fridge.  Something told me that it had to Parker. I kept talking to him, asking him to get out of the fridge, but the door stayed open. When I was done, I was finally able to go get him out of the fridge. Only to find out what was so fascinating. It was JELLO, that was in the beginning process of hardening. He had his hand in the bowl, flipping the jello all over the fridge. Oh, how 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/8229364381198570012-8985934820316672316?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8985934820316672316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=8985934820316672316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/8985934820316672316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/8985934820316672316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/april-means-that-parker-is-2.html' title='April .... means that Parker is 2!!!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SHGjh9_I6RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/i1Pit-6C0_I/s72-c/DSC_0982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-6261117035258924494</id><published>2008-07-02T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:07:10.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March is ALL about the Greatest Man on the Planet</title><content type='html'>I know you all think you married the greatest man on the planet, but well, I think I've got you beat!  For our 8th wedding anniversary TeJay planned a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; trip for the two of us to NYC! That's right - NEW YORK CITY!!  A couple days before we were scheduled to leave I found out where we were going, and that ALL arrangements had been made. I didn't have to do a thing - I didn't have to find someone to watch the kids - TeJay did that ALL on his own! That is worth it's wait of GOLD in my book!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight left at midnight on Thursday, and we got to NY at 6 am. Our hotel didn't have a room for us at that early hour, so we went to get breakfast, and then being exhausted like we were (no sleep on the plane) we fell asleep on each other in the hotel lobby. After a little nap for a couple of hours we started out on the town. And we saw as much of the town as could in 2 days!! We hardly slept!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at the Brooklyn  Bridge&lt;br /&gt;I thought we could walk across the whole thing, but when we got halfway across I realized that that was probably good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZkZDmTcI/AAAAAAAAATs/_I2WrrU80H4/s1600-h/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZkZDmTcI/AAAAAAAAATs/_I2WrrU80H4/s320/DSC_0744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218574181207526850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on top of the World on the top of Rockerfeller Center.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in the big city that I felt big! When everything looks so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZkk3zfQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BLLtE5pvazE/s1600-h/DSC_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZkk3zfQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BLLtE5pvazE/s320/DSC_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218574184379284738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am in front of the teeny, tiny Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;The line to go over to the island was over 4 hours long, and we just didn't want to spend all of our time standing in a line - so this is as close as I got!&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://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZj-2jp1I/AAAAAAAAATk/EEwnyRTBF68/s1600-h/DSC_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZj-2jp1I/AAAAAAAAATk/EEwnyRTBF68/s320/DSC_0719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218574174173505362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are in Central Park, eating Hot Dogs&lt;br /&gt;I  just had to try doing this in NYC,  even though it was frigid cold.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't stay still to long - had to keep moving to stay warm!&lt;br /&gt;You have noticed that I'm wearing my winter coat, and gloves, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwdNTqjC8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/nZsc8s1KP_I/s1600-h/DSC_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwdNTqjC8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/nZsc8s1KP_I/s320/DSC_0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218578182669798338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the crowning moment of the trip was seeing the Broadway show, Wicked!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the music, and I had wanted to see it pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;I was just waiting for it to come to Salt Lake - wait no more!&lt;br /&gt;It was unbelievable!!!  TOTALLY AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for intermission, I didn't want it to end, but to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even count the many times I got chills.  If you ever have a chance to see it, DO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwdMQ0gmgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iHy_sZ58JfE/s1600-h/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwdMQ0gmgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iHy_sZ58JfE/s320/DSC_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218578164726405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in our seats, waiting for the show to start! We were on Row E!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Row A is on the front - So.... awesome seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwdL3YN-dI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Dq330w0SDJ4/s1600-h/DSC_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwdL3YN-dI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Dq330w0SDJ4/s320/DSC_0690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218578157896858066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this post wouldn't be complete without a scrapbook page of the trip!&lt;br /&gt;I have many, but I don't want to bore you, so I'll pick one!&lt;br /&gt;(OK, I'll pick a 2 pager!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwk7vNzzJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/jfF93-lRsdo/s1600-h/NewYorkPg1-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwk7vNzzJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/jfF93-lRsdo/s320/NewYorkPg1-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218586676920831122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwl8vrFkaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xfyFfEtsPSQ/s1600-h/NewYorkPg2-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwl8vrFkaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xfyFfEtsPSQ/s320/NewYorkPg2-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218587793735127458" 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/8229364381198570012-6261117035258924494?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6261117035258924494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=6261117035258924494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/6261117035258924494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/6261117035258924494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/march-is-all-about-greatest-man-on.html' title='March is ALL about the Greatest Man on the Planet'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwZkZDmTcI/AAAAAAAAATs/_I2WrrU80H4/s72-c/DSC_0744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-7010637683844463364</id><published>2008-07-02T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:42:14.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March is Nate 1st commerical plane ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwGpB6cO7I/AAAAAAAAATU/So6nvSlpzIY/s1600-h/first-flight-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwGpB6cO7I/AAAAAAAAATU/So6nvSlpzIY/s320/first-flight-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218553370173520818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March Nate took his first commercial airplane ride. For reasons I'll explain in the next post I couldn't be there. And as a Mom I felt like I was missing out on a milestone for my son, so TeJay let him borrow an old camera of his to take pictures with. TeJay taught him how to use it, so he could document the event for me, and of course come home with pictures to scrap with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Nate went to California with his Grandpa on a weekend trip to see Grandpa's boat that was being stored there.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SG6nLQtHYmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vY4fitdjdiI/s1600-h/amanda+signature2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SG6nLQtHYmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vY4fitdjdiI/s320/amanda+signature2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219292830073578082" 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/8229364381198570012-7010637683844463364?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7010637683844463364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=7010637683844463364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7010637683844463364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7010637683844463364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/march-is-nate-1st-commerical-plane-ride.html' title='March is Nate 1st commerical plane ride'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwGpB6cO7I/AAAAAAAAATU/So6nvSlpzIY/s72-c/first-flight-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-3918471779113245553</id><published>2008-07-02T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:47:27.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb. brings us to Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of Abby who turned the BIG 9 M! 9 months! WAHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwEw0chnuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/zXhKG2VVZfA/s1600-h/DSC_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwEw0chnuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/zXhKG2VVZfA/s320/DSC_0400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218551304974081762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, and scrapbook page to commemorate  the occasion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwFKzmZdjI/AAAAAAAAATE/--WwMACJF18/s1600-h/9-months-old-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwFKzmZdjI/AAAAAAAAATE/--WwMACJF18/s320/9-months-old-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218551751423653426" 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/8229364381198570012-3918471779113245553?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3918471779113245553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=3918471779113245553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3918471779113245553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3918471779113245553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/feb-brings-us-to-abby.html' title='Feb. brings us to Abby'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwEw0chnuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/zXhKG2VVZfA/s72-c/DSC_0400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-2992543339279734769</id><published>2008-07-02T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:35:17.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's start with.... Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGvv5AyaovI/AAAAAAAAASk/8T2oxbrJRgs/s1600-h/Christmas-2007-pg1-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGvv5AyaovI/AAAAAAAAASk/8T2oxbrJRgs/s320/Christmas-2007-pg1-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218528355981894386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I left the blogging world around Christmas time, Let's just start there! And of course, here's the scrapbook page of our Christmas - showing all the cute little Rasband kids in there Christmas jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate &amp;amp; Emma were SOOO excited this year, that they woke us up at 7 am. And little Abby, it being her first Christmas, woke up at 8:30am. How do I get them to all do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big present this year, was Nate and Emma's scooters. They got spoiled and got to ride them around the house until Spring came - now they are outside permanently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker was excited for his Thomas jammies, and his book that started the scrapping obsession. Oh if I could relive that moment over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Abby was just looking for the biggest piece of wrapping paper tossed aside, thinking that it would make a great treat. Christmas was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwCa3PHC4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ld0Xc8tOIGk/s1600-h/DSC_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGwCa3PHC4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ld0Xc8tOIGk/s320/DSC_0261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218548728742742914" 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/8229364381198570012-2992543339279734769?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2992543339279734769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=2992543339279734769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/2992543339279734769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/2992543339279734769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-start-with-christmas.html' title='Let&apos;s start with.... Christmas'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SGvv5AyaovI/AAAAAAAAASk/8T2oxbrJRgs/s72-c/Christmas-2007-pg1-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-7230246556738845808</id><published>2008-07-02T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:10:33.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Christmas to...... Um, Christmas in July!</title><content type='html'>OK, OK, OK, I know it! This is BAD! I got in trouble a couple weeks ago by Shannon, who said that she keeps checking in and it's STILL Nate's Christmas Program.  The good thing is that Shannon usually sees me around at church and stuff, so she knows that I am living, but for you who I don't see - you probably have a good enough reason to wonder if I've fallen off the face of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really even say I have a good excuse, either. No huge catastrophes, just living LIFE! All though I will say that I have found a new obsession, which probably digs into my blogging life. For Christmas I made Parker a photobook at Shutterfly.com of all his favorite things. It was SO super easy, and SO super cute, it got me thinking. I checked into digital scrapbooking - I didn't really think I would like it. But within a week I was ADDICTED!  I highly recommend it to any of your girls out there. It's so easy, and I am well on my way to getting caught up with scrapping our family memories. And another bonus - there is no set up, or clean up, and no one is spilling my brads all over the kitchen floor! What could be better! So..... my ONLY real excuse for not letting you know about what's going on in our family is that when I'm on the computer I'm usually scrapping. I will try to have a balanced life and do ALL that I need to on the computer, and still have time for my family in real life. Open to any suggestions out there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning, with a to-do list, and I have finished some of the things on the list, but one that just kept coming up (which really wasn't on the list in the first place) was to "update" my life. Which brings me here to our blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened in the Rasband house since Christmas that I think I'll just start from there and try to bring us up to the present. How does that sound?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-7230246556738845808?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7230246556738845808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=7230246556738845808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7230246556738845808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7230246556738845808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-christmas-to-um-christmas-in-july.html' title='From Christmas to...... Um, Christmas in July!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-4904550594907767762</id><published>2007-12-19T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:08:03.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Chirstmas Program</title><content type='html'>Nate's Kindergarten Christmas Program was yesterday morning. And what FUN that was!!!! We took 65 pictures just trying to capture all of Nate's facial expressions. One of the other kindergarten teachers told me today, that it was planned to put Nate on the front row to help out with the singing. Let's just say he used his Rasband voice, and there was no way you couldn't hear him! He used his all to sing!! In one of the songs they sang about the nativity, and Nate was picked to be one of the wise men.Hope you enjoy the pics!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145808133638554482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mVO9_Xg3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d2L1vnC3_AE/s320/DSC_0049a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145808210947965874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mVTd_Xg7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IT8u8AXf-c/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145808142228489090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mVPd_Xg4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z9QzfiO30iI/s320/DSC_0053a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"OHHHH, I'm the loveliest Christmas tree! Ho, Ho, Ho, He, He, He"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145808150818423698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mVP9_Xg5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/eUGKCyqYqbg/s320/DSC_0057a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145808155113391010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mVQN_Xg6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/O_Fo52KoIuU/s320/DSC_0061a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Singing with his ALL and MORE!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145808941092406210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mV99_Xg8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/LTDzJ-DbqdE/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the wise men&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-4904550594907767762?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4904550594907767762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=4904550594907767762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/4904550594907767762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/4904550594907767762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/kindergarten-chirstmas-program.html' title='Kindergarten Chirstmas Program'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2mVO9_Xg3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/d2L1vnC3_AE/s72-c/DSC_0049a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-3194335193519358580</id><published>2007-12-18T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T07:34:26.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's 6th Birthday</title><content type='html'>On December 9th Nate had his 6th birthday! Can I believe it's been 6 years allready? NO! It's gone by way too fast! We were sick the day before so we took it easy. But we still opened presents, ate cake, and played train. It sure was a fun day to just spend together! Happy Birthday Nate!!!!!  (This is my 1st attempt at a slideshow - here's crossing my fingers that it works)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-3194335193519358580?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3194335193519358580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=3194335193519358580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3194335193519358580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3194335193519358580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/nates-6th-birthday.html' title='Nate&apos;s 6th Birthday'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-4057654011377348172</id><published>2007-12-18T07:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T07:31:46.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's 6th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w271.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w271.photobucket.com/albums/jj130/1arasband/fbfe28cd.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s271.photobucket.com/albums/jj130/1arasband/?action=view&amp;current=fbfe28cd.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 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/8229364381198570012-4057654011377348172?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4057654011377348172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=4057654011377348172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/4057654011377348172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/4057654011377348172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/nate-6th-birthday_18.html' title='Nate&amp;#39;s 6th Birthday'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-3360338119690924867</id><published>2007-12-13T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:16:30.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Girl</title><content type='html'>As a mom I've been feeling guilty. The more kids I have the less the younger ones get. Nate has a whole baby scrapbook filled with pictures, Emma - half a scrapbook filled with pictures, Parker - 4 scrapbooked pages, Abby - NOTHING! And I feel like I haven't taken a picture of her since she was born. It really isn't true, we've taken pictures of all the kids together, but nothing of just her. And she has grown SOOOOO much. I weighed her last week on our scales at home (so I'm not sure how accurate) but she weighed as much as Parker!!! It was time I took some pictures of my not so little girl who is now 7 months old!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143614784368021186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HKZPO0DsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xE3AOL0oX1k/s320/CIMG0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143614771483119266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HKYfO0DqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xiZAqE6oRF4/s320/CIMG0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143614780073053874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HKY_O0DrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/CARKMwLsmG4/s320/CIMG0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-3360338119690924867?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3360338119690924867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=3360338119690924867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3360338119690924867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3360338119690924867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/abby-girl.html' title='Abby Girl'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HKZPO0DsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xE3AOL0oX1k/s72-c/CIMG0710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-6682902071332308118</id><published>2007-12-13T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T15:58:00.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Mullet to Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Parker has been in need of a major haircut I just haven't known quite what to do with it. It was a little long in the back, but it had such a cute curl as you can see. His hair was described by Uncle Dustin to be "business in the front, party in the back" We got a good kick out that. But it was time to clean in up a bit. So not knowing how to really fix it, we just took the clippers to it on the shortest guard. So know it's just military style.Here are the before pictures:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143610497990659634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HGfvO0DjI/AAAAAAAAALA/ki0sm_A4LFM/s200/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143610502285626946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HGf_O0DkI/AAAAAAAAALI/WqbsLoINamE/s200/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143610510875561554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HGgfO0DlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ArSiFLqD1oo/s200/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And here is the little man now:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143611030566604386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HG-vO0DmI/AAAAAAAAALY/rB2v4GAUD0o/s200/parker+haircut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-6682902071332308118?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6682902071332308118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=6682902071332308118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/6682902071332308118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/6682902071332308118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-mullet-to-man.html' title='From Mullet to Man'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R2HGfvO0DjI/AAAAAAAAALA/ki0sm_A4LFM/s72-c/DSC_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-473572800348583818</id><published>2007-11-29T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:36:44.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>We hope you all had a good Thanksgiving! Ours was GREAT! We spent the day at my Grandma Pollock's house. It was a HUGE crowd! Everyone was there except Chet &amp;amp; Jamie's family. We usually are not that lucky to get everyone from the family there together, but we came VERY close this year. We had the usual huge Thanksgiving dinner. Then the kids played with toys, while the adults played games. And Abby was so good to take a nap! The following day TeJay had the day off!! It was wonderful to get to spend some family time with him. Nate insisted that since Thanksgiving was over that we HAD to put up the Christmas Tree. Usually I wait until after his birthday, but he wouldn't let that happen! So Saturday was spent "decking the halls". I think that Nate and Emma think the sooner they decorate, the sooner Christmas will be here.  It just means more work for Mom as she tries to keep the curious Mr. Parker out of the ornaments and the train.  Allready most of the ornaments have been moved to higher ground just out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138415800400172066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R09R8isbVCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-VznJyX4gKY/s320/DSC_0075a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138415826169975858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R09R-CsbVDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bkUYocrz7hI/s320/DSC_0074a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma put on the Angel topper for this year&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138415735975662610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R09R4ysbVBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/JcAYbGXISzk/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The finished Beauty!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138415869119648834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R09SAisbVEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5BJ794P0z5w/s320/CIMG0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The real reason (I think) that Nate counldn't wait! THE CHRISTMAS TRAIN!! They have played with it every night since. Chirstmas wouldn't be complete in our house with the train!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138417462552515682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R09TdSsbVGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/UOQfmjWggrg/s320/CIMG0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE READY FOR SANTA NOW! Guess I'd better get shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-473572800348583818?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/473572800348583818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=473572800348583818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/473572800348583818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/473572800348583818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R09R8isbVCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-VznJyX4gKY/s72-c/DSC_0075a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-1720716696122344739</id><published>2007-11-20T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:54:40.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Ride of the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0O3SCsbU-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gZllCN-E4kQ/s1600-h/DSC_0006a-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135149520721236962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0O3SCsbU-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gZllCN-E4kQ/s320/DSC_0006a-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the weekend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TeJay&lt;/span&gt; and Nate took their last motorcycle ride of the season.  They went to Saint George with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TeJay's&lt;/span&gt; dad, and they had a lot of fun.  They left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; afternoon, and came back Sunday night.  We told Nate that it would be a really long ride for him, but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;insisted&lt;/span&gt; that he REALLY wanted to go, and he would be good.  And he was!!!  On the way to Saint George they only stopped ONCE,  and Nate never complained!  He said his backside was a little sore though.  They saw trains in Milford, and I'm a little surprised that they didn't bring back any train pictures,because Nate LOVES trains.  He even has a "Train Scrapbook" that he cuts out pictures of trains that he finds in the newspaper, or anywhere to glue into his scrapbook.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TeJay&lt;/span&gt; and Nate have helmets with CB radios inside so that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; can talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;, and both listen to the radio. Along the ride, Nate asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TeJay&lt;/span&gt; to turn off the radio so that they could take turns singing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; own songs.  What a great idea for a road trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-1720716696122344739?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1720716696122344739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=1720716696122344739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/1720716696122344739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/1720716696122344739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-ride-of-season.html' title='Last Ride of the Season'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0O3SCsbU-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gZllCN-E4kQ/s72-c/DSC_0006a-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-5760112507359324345</id><published>2007-11-20T13:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:41:04.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TeJay's photo class</title><content type='html'>Last week TeJay finished a photo class he was taking at UVSC. It was really good for him, although we missed him on Tuesday nights. But I love the pictures he can take now! Maybe I can have GREAT pictures of my kids without going to Kiddie Kandids. I wanted to share some of the pictures that he took for his class, because I think they are awsome! WAY TO GO SWEETHEART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rain drops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135047141585802082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0NaKysbU2I/AAAAAAAAAII/Z3b9wtmI_xo/s320/DSC_0023a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow Fall (this one won the weekly prize in class)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135051896114598818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0NefisbU6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/3R2H5ZZeAuk/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emma - she LOVES to pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135052505999954866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0NfDCsbU7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/DwkElNau-pQ/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our little brown eyed boy - Nate ( I just love this one)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135053240439362498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0NftysbU8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/_pO5SuP5QhI/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A little Harley chrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135148653137843154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0O2fisbU9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/htxdE3PiLMI/s320/DSC_0041-e-bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-5760112507359324345?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5760112507359324345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=5760112507359324345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/5760112507359324345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/5760112507359324345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/tejays-photo-class.html' title='TeJay&apos;s photo class'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/R0NaKysbU2I/AAAAAAAAAII/Z3b9wtmI_xo/s72-c/DSC_0023a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-5086514261882699453</id><published>2007-11-12T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T07:37:30.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the Twilight Quiz</title><content type='html'>Here are the results for the quiz I took on which Twilight character I am! I'm REALLY pleased to be Esme! She has it all together. She has a family, and a great guy! I couldn't want more! Ohhhh, WAIT!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;have a family, and a great guy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the books!  They're GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); HEIGHT: 4px"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" /&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: right" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Twilight novel character are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightnexus.com/esme_cullen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're" Esme Cullen - Your maternal instinct to take care of people and be kind draw people towards you. You're compassionate and loving, yet firm when you need to be. You appreciate hard work and value the beautiful results of your dedication to any project.&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/twilightnexus/quizzes/Which+Twilight+novel+character+are+you%3F"&gt;quiz!'&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com" target="quizilla"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register" target="quizilla"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="quizilla" url="http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php&amp;quot;'"&gt;Make'&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make&lt;/a&gt; A Quiz More Quizzes Grab'&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=4513441"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-5086514261882699453?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5086514261882699453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=5086514261882699453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/5086514261882699453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/5086514261882699453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/take-twilight-quiz.html' title='Take the Twilight Quiz'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-834112498480954490</id><published>2007-11-08T16:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:31:18.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's a week later, and I'm FINALLY getting to Halloween pictures. It was a great Halloween for our family. Nate loved doing a parade at school, and having a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130631617639873842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzOqReLP_TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nEcvNj0PH3g/s400/DSC_0026b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's the cute little train engineer in the middle. He came into the room with his arms "chugging" and kept doing it all day, that he wore his costume. Nate loves EVERYTHING about trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130652409576553826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzO9LuLP_WI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_VQHK6z5YwU/s400/DSC_0031b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                   The yummy &amp;amp; delicious pea pod, Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130674893730348418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzPRoeLP_YI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ccfqDww7PLQ/s400/DSC_0032b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                The loveable, huggable teddy bear, Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130675851508055442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzPSgOLP_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_-e3HslcXwU/s400/DSC_0036b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                       The very polite Princess Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130676302479621538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzPS6eLP_aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kWtx05KFiRM/s400/DSC_0055c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                      The whole gang before Trunk-or-Treat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That night we went "Trunk or Treating" with the ward. I love it because I don't have to answer my door ALL night long, as trick-or-treaters come and go. It's just done all in one stop. Nate and Emma loved trunk-or-treating. As they were getting ready for bed that night I overheard them talking about how they couldn't wait for Halloween to come again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130677251667393970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzPTxuLP_bI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mSoaXrhirAc/s400/DSC_0060c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-834112498480954490?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/834112498480954490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=834112498480954490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/834112498480954490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/834112498480954490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RzOqReLP_TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nEcvNj0PH3g/s72-c/DSC_0026b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-2221479877579261167</id><published>2007-11-08T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:20:21.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another good read</title><content type='html'>Oh my Gosh!!!  I finished the third book in the &lt;a href="http://www.simonsays.com/content/destination.cfm?tab=3&amp;amp;pid=515469"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fitzwilliam&lt;/span&gt; Darcy trilogy &lt;/a&gt;by Pamela Aidan yesterday.  And it HAS to be on my top 5 favorite books!  I LOVED IT!!!!  But then again I love almost everything about Pride and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Prejudice. The first book (An assembly such as this) was good, the 2nd (Duty and desire) isn't worth your time.  It has absolutely nothing about Darcy and Elizabeth toghter, and let's face it -that's what I want!  And the third (These Three Remain) has all the GOOD stuff!  It covers the time period of when Darcy proposes and is rejected all the way to the end.  After reading it, now I just want to sit down and watch the whole 5 hour A&amp;amp;E Pride and Prejudice.  I guess I better get started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-2221479877579261167?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2221479877579261167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=2221479877579261167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/2221479877579261167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/2221479877579261167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-good-read.html' title='Another good read'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-3339678289070920671</id><published>2007-10-29T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:13:09.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RyZMoSN2KmI/AAAAAAAAADk/WUyP1JXRDfo/s1600-h/DSC_0015b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126869480776280674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RyZMoSN2KmI/AAAAAAAAADk/WUyP1JXRDfo/s320/DSC_0015b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we did our yearly Halloween pumpkin carving. I was way impressed with my kids this year who for the most part drew the pictures for their faces, and they scooped out all the insides by themselves. I also surprised myself and TeJay by actuallyenjoying carving pumpkins. Every year I've left it to him to cut our pumpkins up, but this yearI tried my hand at it and LOVED it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left to right) Emma's, Nate's, and mine and TeJay's (We decided to share this year)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-3339678289070920671?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3339678289070920671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=3339678289070920671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3339678289070920671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/3339678289070920671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RyZMoSN2KmI/AAAAAAAAADk/WUyP1JXRDfo/s72-c/DSC_0015b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-7899127676516185667</id><published>2007-10-29T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:34:24.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Antonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RyZDqyN2KlI/AAAAAAAAADc/ThdmzYh-i_I/s1600-h/my+antonia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126859628121303634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RyZDqyN2KlI/AAAAAAAAADc/ThdmzYh-i_I/s320/my+antonia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you might already know I LOVE to read books! I feel a little lost if I don't have a book to read. And as a rule, I always give a book until page 50. If it hasn't caught my interest by that point I give it up! I belong to a neighborhood book club, and last months book was My Antonia by Willa Cather. I guess a lot of people had read it in school, but I hadn't. It wasn't my favorite book, but I liked it so much more listening to my group talk about it (Thanks Mandy) that I had to share it with you, if you're in need of a good book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must warn you that it's not this picture perfect book of life, which is why I think that I didn't like it at first. I was looking for an escape, and it paints life as it really is. Antonia goes through so many hardships, that I wonder if it wasn't me if I would have given up long ago. But yet she never complains, and finds the strength to better her life. I think the most of what I took away from our discussion the other night about the book, is that even when things aren't going your way, and you can find so many reasons to wallow in pitty about your life, to just get up and go to work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-7899127676516185667?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7899127676516185667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=7899127676516185667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7899127676516185667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/7899127676516185667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-antonia.html' title='My Antonia'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RyZDqyN2KlI/AAAAAAAAADc/ThdmzYh-i_I/s72-c/my+antonia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-4904605206864347142</id><published>2007-10-29T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:17:23.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those of you who buy diapers....</title><content type='html'>This is for any of you who buy diapers, and believe me I BUY diapers!  I don't want to count the number that we go through in a day!  But I found a deal (although it might only be a deal for one time, but I guess one time is better than nothing, right?). I bought diapers this last time at &lt;a href="http://www.diapers.com/index_affl3.aspx?utm_source=affiliate&amp;amp;utm_medium=banner&amp;amp;utm_campaign=affl3&amp;amp;pfx=1"&gt;diapers.com&lt;/a&gt;.  If your order is $50 or more you get free shipping, and if you're a first time customer you get $3 off, and enter code PTG1 (that I got from the partenting magazine) you get $10 off your first order.  With all these discounts (even though they are only for 1st orders) I got the diapers that I usally get at Sam's Club or Costco for $3 less AND they were delivered to my house within less than a week!  Now I know that $3 isn't much but the delivery to my house is a BIG Deal right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-4904605206864347142?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4904605206864347142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=4904605206864347142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/4904605206864347142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/4904605206864347142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-those-of-you-who-buy-diapers.html' title='For those of you who buy diapers....'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-1968164207198610236</id><published>2007-10-15T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:46:19.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh.....Sundays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RxPtbqsZJVI/AAAAAAAAADE/rGm3gXvuSME/s1600-h/DSC_0072-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121698260823123282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RxPtbqsZJVI/AAAAAAAAADE/rGm3gXvuSME/s320/DSC_0072-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we reached a huge milestone for our family. Or at least Parker reached it. He is now officially 18 months and entering the nursery life during church. It was so nice to just have Abby to take care of for the 2 hours of church. And luckily Parker is liking nursery so far. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got this cute little outfit from a friend when he was born - and he looks like such a little man. Don't you think? We went to the Timpanogos Park in Provo Canyon to take his picture. I had never been there before but it really nice. You should go if you live nearby. The only thing I think is missing is a kids playground, but it is very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, HURRAY for Nursery!&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/8229364381198570012-1968164207198610236?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1968164207198610236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=1968164207198610236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/1968164207198610236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/1968164207198610236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhhsundays.html' title='Ahhhh.....Sundays!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RxPtbqsZJVI/AAAAAAAAADE/rGm3gXvuSME/s72-c/DSC_0072-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-393934348733905179</id><published>2007-10-08T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T15:16:03.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The PRINCESS has DECLARED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RwqsERpM6xI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Mhs6GDUg0JE/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119093115915660050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RwqsERpM6xI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Mhs6GDUg0JE/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I asked Nate and Emma to clean up their toys in the living room. And Emma said, (and this is a quote), "I delcare that we no longer have to clean up our toys." I'm not sure where she learned about the word DECLARE, but I think the Princess has spoken. Now she can learn that the Queen (that's me) can always over-rule what ever the Princess has declared. Especially when it comes to our living room. Enjoy the picture of our little PRINCESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-393934348733905179?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/393934348733905179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=393934348733905179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/393934348733905179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/393934348733905179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/princess-has-declared.html' title='The PRINCESS has DECLARED!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/RwqsERpM6xI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Mhs6GDUg0JE/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-168204831815282177</id><published>2007-09-27T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:25:32.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Life put into song....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/uISuvTiTYJA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/uISuvTiTYJA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We found this little "ditty", and LOVED it.  How true it is that even though our kids can drive our day/nights crazy, they are still our greatest JOYS!  ENJOY!  &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/8229364381198570012-168204831815282177?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/168204831815282177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=168204831815282177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/168204831815282177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/168204831815282177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/real-life-put-into-song.html' title='Real Life put into song....'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-2780810388782805638</id><published>2007-09-26T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:17:54.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the funninest things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This little moment today made me laugh, and so I thought I'd share.  It was Nate's VIP Day today in his kindergarten class.  Our whole family went and we told things about Nate to his class.  At the end the class could ask questions to Nate when he called on them.  He had answered all the usual questions - "What's your favorite color?" "What's your favorite food?" "What do you like to play with?"  And then the last girl asked him what his favorite insect was?  And Nate got a puzzled look on his face and said, "Hum.....that's a tricky one." It was the funniest thing!  But then we all know that Nate usually says funny things. LOVE YOU NATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8229364381198570012-2780810388782805638?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2780810388782805638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=2780810388782805638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/2780810388782805638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/2780810388782805638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/kids-say-funninest-things.html' title='Kids say the funninest things'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03039982393045090852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WExcXs7h3EA/SCPKkRZs1xI/AAAAAAAAARw/W_And4bnpoE/S220/Allright!websm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8229364381198570012.post-9024056070892882129</id><published>2007-09-23T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:44:39.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1,000+ Miles in Two Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1S8HReNI/AAAAAAAAABI/psmJOEjgqnY/s1600-h/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113614501393037522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1S8HReNI/AAAAAAAAABI/psmJOEjgqnY/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1TMHReOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YwEpzWZx8QI/s1600-h/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113614505688004834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1TMHReOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YwEpzWZx8QI/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1TcHRePI/AAAAAAAAABY/vT2JCoFAruU/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113614509982972146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1TcHRePI/AAAAAAAAABY/vT2JCoFAruU/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/RvcvMMHReJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gEIUvGPPz6k/s1600-h/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113607788359153810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/RvcvMMHReJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gEIUvGPPz6k/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What an exciting 2 days. We left Orem on Friday Morning about 9:30 am and headed south. Our first event of the trip was and close one at the last stop light out of Spanish Fork. I was leading and figured I should stop so as to not leave everyone else at the stop light. In the end Dustin just about rear ended me and ran the light anyway. I must have had the music up way to loud, because I missed the squeeling tires! We stopped in Green River just long enough to Dad and Dusting to eat the heart out of a watermelon, and I still don't like watermelon. They also got a cantelope to eat for breakfast the next morning. Next was Moab, were we stopped for lunch. It also marked the end of the trail as we knew it. From there on out we were kind of unfamiliar with the route. As we headed into Colorado, we passed through a number of little town that I couldn't even pronounce the names, so forget that I'd even remember them. Our last stop, for driving direction clarification, decided that I had enough gas to get to another town. When we got there it was just an intersection! NO GAS! I'd already hit empty and the gas light was on and the sign said another 22 miles to the next town. A quick addition of the miles came out to 195 miles on this tank of gas. I'd gotten 180 before, so I was hoping for a lot of down hill for the last bit. Luckily I made it all the way to Ridgeline, Co, with 1/2 a gallon left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive between Ridgeline and Durango was some of the most breathtaking. We climbing, it seemed, almost straigt up the mountains. S-turns for what seemed like forever, and the leaves were turning, against blue sky and rugged mountains. It's really a shame I don't have any pictures to show for it. Dad isn't one for stopping much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pulled into Durango about 6 pm, to find th place completely booked up. No room at the Inn! So, we kept on keeping on and headed into the sunset towards Cortez. We passed through a little place called Mancos, about half an hour out of Durango, and stopped there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The accompanying pictures document the second day of our trip a little better, visiting four corner and Mexican Hat before finding ourselfs following a great road into Hite, and the north end of Lake Powell. We stopped in Hanksville for Gas, and decided that Lunch @ Moms Cafe sounded better than lunch @ Stan's. About 20 minutes out of Hanksville we stopped to suit up for wet weather, and got rained on from there to Salina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Salina to home was just a constant drizzle, but much more bearable than the first leg of the rain. At this point I think some Rain Gear would be a wise investment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great time. I really want to go back and get some good picture of the pass, and take Nate to ride the Train in Durango.&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/8229364381198570012-9024056070892882129?l=rasbandfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9024056070892882129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8229364381198570012&amp;postID=9024056070892882129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/9024056070892882129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8229364381198570012/posts/default/9024056070892882129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasbandfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/1000-miles-in-two-days.html' title='1,000+ Miles in Two Days!'/><author><name>TeJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294998820442994708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/RvcnjcHReII/AAAAAAAAAAc/3kpW6O5k46o/s320/DSC_0068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l4wRuZYLDqI/Rvc1S8HReNI/AAAAAAAAABI/psmJOEjgqnY/s72-c/DSC_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
