<?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-7881547978987362210</id><updated>2012-02-08T16:15:51.329-07:00</updated><category term='Growin Up So Fast'/><title type='text'>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli &amp;Weston</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2052022162334840020</id><published>2012-01-22T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:16:13.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frostbite Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>Sorry No Pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 3 months ago I decided I was going to run a half marathon. I thought is was the perfect time (well...as perfect as it's going to get with a hubby in medical school). Kyle would have a total of 3 weeks off in those 3 months so I didn't feel so bad making him watch the kids while I trained. I looked online for a race and found one in St Louis. There is a series event put on by the St Louis Track Club and within that series there was a HALF MARATHON!!! After researching a little more I figured out that it was only $15 and I knew that was the one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the training began. After a lot of early morning runs, a few smaller races, and slowly increasing my distance each week I felt prepared and confident... ok I felt rather nervous. It was my first half and it was suppose to be cold. I should have been tipped off by the title of the series "The Frostbite Series." But I didn't mind running in the cold. I've been waking up at 5:30 to go running and it's been pretty cold. I did a 12 mile run in 0 degree weather so I thought, "I can do this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my friends who is training for a full marathon right now decided, last minute, to come with me and run. (Thanks again Megan, I had A LOT of fun)! &amp;nbsp;We headed out Friday afternoon. We stopped in Columbia and ate at Macaroni Grill (yum) and then off to St Louis. As we entered St Louis, the radio said that there was freezing rain and to drive safely. The roads weren't too bad because MODOT had been salting them all afternoon. We arrived at our hotel and got settled. I slept pretty well considering how nervous I was. We woke up at 7 and I looked out the window and the parking lot was not icy at all. Relief swept through me. We got ready, checked out and drove off to register.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first sign of trouble: We pulled into the parking lot and slipped as we stepped out of the car. That's ok, surely the roads have been salted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second sign: Walking up to the visitor center... nope roads haven't been salted. At least not right here (there was still hope in my mind).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third sign: After we registered, we still had an hour to kill so we went to the car to hang out. Megan got her phone out and checked the weather. 24 degrees, but "feels like" 14!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forth sign: With 30 minutes until start time we headed back in, to stand in the long line to use the restroom. After chatting with other runners we discovered that none of the roads had been salted and were very icy. (Big pit formed in my stomach). Of course I was still going to run it. I had trained for 3 months and driven 3 and 1/2 hours. I was not about to go home. I just knew that my goal of running 10 minute miles probably wasn't going to happen. But realizing that early really helped me mentally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gun went off. Everyone started to run, or should I say slide, down the road. We had to look down at where we were stepping at all times. We went super slow over one of the bridges and up some of the many, many hills. The first two miles of the race were flat. After that, it was up a hill, then down a hill, then up, then down, up, down, up, down, up, down. And then the course was repeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth sign of trouble: A kid in front of me slipped and fell... I'm pretty sure he broke his wrist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After running for what seemed like forever. I finally crossed the finish line, with Megan cheering me on! At 2 hours and 16 minutes. My fancy Garmin averaged my miles at 10 mins 19 sec. I'm happy!!! It was such a crazy day. And I am so glad I did it, but in the words of Megan, "Lets not do this one again!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch at Chili's. 3 and 1/2 hour car ride home and one very good night sleep later, I am sore but feeling great! Will I do it again? Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2052022162334840020?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2052022162334840020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2052022162334840020' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2052022162334840020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2052022162334840020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2012/01/frostbite-half-marathon.html' title='Frostbite Half Marathon'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-7254872617970953476</id><published>2011-12-04T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:52:30.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fungus Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday night, after some pleading on my part, Kyle and I went to the "Fungus Ball." The school has this formal dance every year. And yes, it really was called the "Fungus Ball" this year. I guess it is a real medical condition. Anyway, we had a lot of fun. We ate some dinner and (this is where the pleading came in) danced the night away...well....until the late hour of 9 p.m. Then we picked the kids up from babysitting, went home and put them to bed. I didn't take my camera but Tera brought hers and snapped a picture of the gals. She emailed me the picture titled "The Fungus Ball Hot Mama's." I would have to agree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDHiAOo-oII/TtwhgIoI2_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/OagPXzw6fm0/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDHiAOo-oII/TtwhgIoI2_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/OagPXzw6fm0/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-7254872617970953476?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/7254872617970953476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=7254872617970953476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7254872617970953476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7254872617970953476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/12/fungus-ball.html' title='Fungus Ball'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDHiAOo-oII/TtwhgIoI2_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/OagPXzw6fm0/s72-c/DSC_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-5238943502908881989</id><published>2011-12-04T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:30:48.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone has been giving me a hard time about Weston's hair being so long, but if I cut it I wouldn't be able to witness this anymore :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fuj50oCH6k/TtweIWMYi_I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vIGZpEF1pj4/s1600/IMG_3608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fuj50oCH6k/TtweIWMYi_I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vIGZpEF1pj4/s320/IMG_3608.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-5238943502908881989?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/5238943502908881989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=5238943502908881989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5238943502908881989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5238943502908881989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/12/bed-head.html' title='Bed Head'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Fuj50oCH6k/TtweIWMYi_I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/vIGZpEF1pj4/s72-c/IMG_3608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-4666992158410406572</id><published>2011-12-04T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:20:15.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week I planned a couple of activities for the kiddos to do, to help bring in the Christmas spirit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whit loves to paint but Wes is not the easiest to control when we get it out (everything turns into a canvas), so it is few and far between painting sessions at home. Whitli gets to paint a lot at school so this week we decided to paint at home too. We pulled out the Crayola washable, non-toxic (a must with Weston... see pic below) red, green and white paint (tis the season), took off shirts and turned them loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v38CjK5HWro/TtwSBqcSoAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/J2LaixVxpwE/s1600/IMG_3585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v38CjK5HWro/TtwSBqcSoAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/J2LaixVxpwE/s320/IMG_3585.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOS5zJ_dr_0/TtwSu9HG2nI/AAAAAAAAAmY/v-bChvsPSWc/s1600/IMG_3586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOS5zJ_dr_0/TtwSu9HG2nI/AAAAAAAAAmY/v-bChvsPSWc/s320/IMG_3586.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bm8sO7uw5Lc/TtwTZ9lvqbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/funwKIqkQIY/s1600/IMG_3584.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bm8sO7uw5Lc/TtwTZ9lvqbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/funwKIqkQIY/s320/IMG_3584.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_opmPmBUpTA/TtwU7V6sSDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6l20r3ukOzM/s1600/IMG_3590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_opmPmBUpTA/TtwU7V6sSDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6l20r3ukOzM/s320/IMG_3590.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IDUz0GS-RA/TtwUGuOVJmI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7sHKPnPZjns/s1600/IMG_3587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5IDUz0GS-RA/TtwUGuOVJmI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7sHKPnPZjns/s320/IMG_3587.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes that's paint by his mouth. I continually have to tell him not to eat the paint... crayons, markers, lipstick....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also made sugar cookies. Here are the kiddos helping me roll out the dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjfOVp9jy8s/TtwVj33FWtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/qk3-NLbFT1Y/s1600/IMG_3599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjfOVp9jy8s/TtwVj33FWtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/qk3-NLbFT1Y/s320/IMG_3599.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzdZy0AHuuI/TtwWMTyxlXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/OArLI3lIIMQ/s1600/IMG_3601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzdZy0AHuuI/TtwWMTyxlXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/OArLI3lIIMQ/s320/IMG_3601.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N14td0oWJKw/TtwWy0fM6uI/AAAAAAAAAnI/oILjJnXHhW4/s1600/IMG_3597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N14td0oWJKw/TtwWy0fM6uI/AAAAAAAAAnI/oILjJnXHhW4/s320/IMG_3597.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-4666992158410406572?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/4666992158410406572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=4666992158410406572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4666992158410406572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4666992158410406572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-activities.html' title='Christmas Activities'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v38CjK5HWro/TtwSBqcSoAI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/J2LaixVxpwE/s72-c/IMG_3585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-3739839430517909865</id><published>2011-11-30T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:20:08.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We always try to fit so much into the week break after each quarter and last week was no different. We went swimming, to the conservation center, ate Thanksgiving dinner with some wonderful friends, Christmas tree "hunting", Christmas decorating, and enjoyed lots of time with Kyle. Here are a few pics we captured during the week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n82btY3GYtY/TtZd4HUk-MI/AAAAAAAAAlw/U9ycBG9VeD8/s1600/IMG_3520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n82btY3GYtY/TtZd4HUk-MI/AAAAAAAAAlw/U9ycBG9VeD8/s320/IMG_3520.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2RZ6FNSGBoU/TtZeifQJPDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YFOUFmrHcv4/s1600/IMG_3525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2RZ6FNSGBoU/TtZeifQJPDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YFOUFmrHcv4/s320/IMG_3525.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlsBeYrCNhw/TtZa8bNOIZI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ju-eJsrWwEo/s1600/IMG_3553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlsBeYrCNhw/TtZa8bNOIZI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ju-eJsrWwEo/s320/IMG_3553.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EnhszTawGo/TtZi5zcWNKI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YQdLjYa5ZQI/s1600/IMG_3534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0EnhszTawGo/TtZi5zcWNKI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YQdLjYa5ZQI/s320/IMG_3534.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4IEoxUc8LY/TtZbpM1MwXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GDFUu2NJo0o/s1600/IMG_3565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4IEoxUc8LY/TtZbpM1MwXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GDFUu2NJo0o/s400/IMG_3565.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-3739839430517909865?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/3739839430517909865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=3739839430517909865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/3739839430517909865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/3739839430517909865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-break.html' title='Thanksgiving Break'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n82btY3GYtY/TtZd4HUk-MI/AAAAAAAAAlw/U9ycBG9VeD8/s72-c/IMG_3520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-1914093524225996569</id><published>2011-11-20T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:17:21.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry it's been so long. My computer bit the dust so I have been relying on Kyle's computer... which, let's be honest, I don't get to use very often... Kyle just finished finals so he has a week break which means unlimited access to the internet (YIPPY!) and some much needed blogging. The grandparents and great grandparents have been asking for pics so I thought I would post a couple of their Halloween costumes. Don't they look just like Dora and Boots?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o-8U2gQHmo/TQluhbS9rCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-e8kWRy0fFQ/s1600/Dora+and+Boots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o-8U2gQHmo/TQluhbS9rCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-e8kWRy0fFQ/s320/Dora+and+Boots.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maTFmwjXGCQ/Tslpq6NF5oI/AAAAAAAAAk4/TRCWt1hxjSM/s1600/Dora+and+Boots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;J/K! I do think they make an adorable Dora and Boots though. Don't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NZ_d-GIxdU/TslrMQpTk7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/AMxJeXSJSPg/s1600/Trunk+or+treating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huINLa2h9O0/TslqTU5OucI/AAAAAAAAAlA/p5yJPDCi3wo/s1600/Dora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huINLa2h9O0/TslqTU5OucI/AAAAAAAAAlA/p5yJPDCi3wo/s320/Dora.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0by9y3SBz0U/TsloK68yR1I/AAAAAAAAAko/exlOytnm3yU/s1600/Boots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0by9y3SBz0U/TsloK68yR1I/AAAAAAAAAko/exlOytnm3yU/s320/Boots.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTx00DNazZU/Tslo260fHKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/v4-NCf0G8Hc/s1600/D%2526B+at+home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTx00DNazZU/Tslo260fHKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/v4-NCf0G8Hc/s320/D%2526B+at+home.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maTFmwjXGCQ/Tslpq6NF5oI/AAAAAAAAAk4/TRCWt1hxjSM/s1600/Dora+and+Boots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maTFmwjXGCQ/Tslpq6NF5oI/AAAAAAAAAk4/TRCWt1hxjSM/s320/Dora+and+Boots.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle really didn't dress up as a deer hunter. He had just got back from hunting when I was pulling out of the driveway so he jumped in the car and joined us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NZ_d-GIxdU/TslrMQpTk7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/AMxJeXSJSPg/s1600/Trunk+or+treating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NZ_d-GIxdU/TslrMQpTk7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/AMxJeXSJSPg/s320/Trunk+or+treating.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-1914093524225996569?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/1914093524225996569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=1914093524225996569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/1914093524225996569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/1914093524225996569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9o-8U2gQHmo/TQluhbS9rCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/-e8kWRy0fFQ/s72-c/Dora+and+Boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-4301089202981911088</id><published>2011-05-29T10:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:50:27.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Quarter Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wahoo, we survived another quarter! It is so weird for me to think Kyle&amp;nbsp;doesn't have to study tonight. It just doesn't seem real (somebody pinch me)! So finals are over and Kyle did awesome! This was such a hard quarter,&amp;nbsp;jam packed with so many&amp;nbsp;difficult classes, but he fought through it like a champ! We are so proud of you Kyle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many of you ask "What it's like to be a medical school students wife?" Well let me just out line finals week for you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: Study at school til 1. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Wake up at 7 go play basketball, study at school&amp;nbsp;til lunch, go back to school and&amp;nbsp;study til dinner, go back to school and&amp;nbsp;study til 1 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Church, lunch, go to school and study til 2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Wake up 5ish study til first final at 8, come home, shower, make brunch and then pack&amp;nbsp;him a lunch, go back to school and study&amp;nbsp;til dinner/quick FHE, go back to school and study til 2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Wake up 5ish study til&amp;nbsp;second final at 8,&amp;nbsp;stay at school and study, the kids and I take him lunch and eat with him,&amp;nbsp;stay at school and study til dinner, come&amp;nbsp;home eat dinner, go back to school and study&amp;nbsp;til 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Wake up&amp;nbsp;5ish shower and study&amp;nbsp;til third final at 8,&amp;nbsp;stay at school and study, I&amp;nbsp;drop lunch off for him, stay at school and study, drop dinner off for him, stay at school and study til 2 or 3. &lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Wake up 5ish study til forth final at 8, stay at school and study, I drop lunch off for him, stay at school and study, come home at 8:15 to study here because I have a meeting, I get home at 11:30 and he goes back to the school and studies&amp;nbsp;all night. (Takes a little cat nap on a couch at the school).&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Wake up, study, take fifth and last final at 8,&amp;nbsp;come home and sleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that's finals week baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though finals are over we still don't have Kyle back completely. He has OMS1 testing on Tuesday. So he will probably have to study Monday night. Testing Tuesday morning. He is then leaving&amp;nbsp;Wednesday morning&amp;nbsp;to go to Michigan to tour 3 possible 3-4 year rotation sites on Thursday and wont be back until Friday. Then on Sunday night he has to go down to Marshell, MO for two weeks to shadow a doctor. And then we will have him for 5 weeks, until July 25th when 4th quarter starts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are trying to pack in so many fun things this summer. We want to spend as much time possible doing family things, hiking, camping, we both want to do a Tri while we are in Utah and many more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-4301089202981911088?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/4301089202981911088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=4301089202981911088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4301089202981911088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4301089202981911088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-more-quarter-down.html' title='One More Quarter Down!'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-195687246951290082</id><published>2011-04-10T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:04:56.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the&amp;nbsp;three longest months of our lives (January, February and March)... about 7 colds between all of us, the flu twice per person, ear aches in both ears for Whit and Wes, upper respiratory infections for Whit, bronchitis for Wes, days were we didn't leave the house because of all of it...&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;has&amp;nbsp;finally warmed up and we have&amp;nbsp;been having a blast playing with what little time we&amp;nbsp;get together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kyle finished up another quarter in March and he did awesome! We are so proud of him. After his last final we packed up the car and headed to St. Louis with some friends. Weston wasn't all the way better from bronchitis but, we just had to get away. And except for one long night in the hotel room, we were glad we went. We went to the zoo, ate yummy food (way too much of it), swimming, shopping, and enjoyed very good company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbZOs41qqto/TaJavOU-HWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wofZRr34xmo/s1600/Spring+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbZOs41qqto/TaJavOU-HWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wofZRr34xmo/s320/Spring+2011+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the crew. There were 6 adults and 8 children. It was very interesting at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPTaLCPPjJg/TaJd4Pn6Z2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/RK3O7GkOWgI/s1600/Spring+2011+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPTaLCPPjJg/TaJd4Pn6Z2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/RK3O7GkOWgI/s320/Spring+2011+056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZBJ6dPFEz0/TaJbohS2AXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ImOh07uMt6A/s1600/Spring+2011+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZBJ6dPFEz0/TaJbohS2AXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ImOh07uMt6A/s320/Spring+2011+046.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weston Chilling in the B.O.B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnbD0R4GtqA/TaJcG8xV6uI/AAAAAAAAAjA/0ZdLXildODI/s1600/Spring+2011+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnbD0R4GtqA/TaJcG8xV6uI/AAAAAAAAAjA/0ZdLXildODI/s320/Spring+2011+064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cR23ujDePPQ/TaJcqt7BL0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/aWLCS3o7fjo/s1600/Spring+2011+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cR23ujDePPQ/TaJcqt7BL0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/aWLCS3o7fjo/s320/Spring+2011+043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whitli just wanted to push the stroller the whole time. Tyler was such a good sport to let her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and just for your info, the St. Louis Zoo is FREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During the week we meet the Smith's at the lake for lunch one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1uwsJJl6b0/TaJda6y6FxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OV-HHi3BO9E/s1600/Spring+2011+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UZ9WeE69aAM/TaJe4oeFf_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/s7HZ5EoMU1A/s1600/Spring+2011+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UZ9WeE69aAM/TaJe4oeFf_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/s7HZ5EoMU1A/s320/Spring+2011+086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XDLHlIuRkY/TaJffa1AbBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/WzwJp8DAgFM/s1600/Spring+2011+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XDLHlIuRkY/TaJffa1AbBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/WzwJp8DAgFM/s320/Spring+2011+098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whitli is a little scared to go down the slide by herself so she held onto the side and slid down. She's so funny sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0XjQK9vF8/TaJf2v6CvkI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pmTnSfaDijo/s1600/Spring+2011+107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0XjQK9vF8/TaJf2v6CvkI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pmTnSfaDijo/s320/Spring+2011+107.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weston's first time swinging. He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also had a dutch oven dinner, a campfire, and smores' at the Smith's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z6NsvzIwqU/TaJgLM9UMII/AAAAAAAAAjo/GhKhYgcKfrM/s1600/Spring+2011+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z6NsvzIwqU/TaJgLM9UMII/AAAAAAAAAjo/GhKhYgcKfrM/s320/Spring+2011+111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ1kGhym6eg/TaJgjGKgP0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/nZXCfu_vcZA/s1600/Spring+2011+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ1kGhym6eg/TaJgjGKgP0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/nZXCfu_vcZA/s320/Spring+2011+114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and a major event in Whitli's life progression has happened... She is potty trained!!!! She has done so well. She is completely diaper free (even at nap time and all night)! It's so nice not to have to change two kids' diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp5vCNQPHGo/TaJc_QtcMbI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yc2TG0zDbe8/s1600/Spring+2011+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp5vCNQPHGo/TaJc_QtcMbI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yc2TG0zDbe8/s320/Spring+2011+073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She likes to take&amp;nbsp;the Ipod to the bathroom with her, just like her daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1uwsJJl6b0/TaJda6y6FxI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OV-HHi3BO9E/s320/Spring+2011+070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weston has started to walk a little. He has been standing on his own for awhile and is now taking steps here and there. Tonight he took 9 steps! I'm so not ready for him to be walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M74MWxyLX_s/TaJeRadVtjI/AAAAAAAAAjU/_jstu3ofRY8/s1600/Spring+2011+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M74MWxyLX_s/TaJeRadVtjI/AAAAAAAAAjU/_jstu3ofRY8/s320/Spring+2011+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two play so well together most the time. They both climb into the toy closet, close the door and dump all the toys on top of themselves.&amp;nbsp;When I&amp;nbsp;open the door, all the toys spill out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02hYMZmyiaw/TaJhT4oVe7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/KMnZo633rHU/s1600/Spring+2011+127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02hYMZmyiaw/TaJhT4oVe7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/KMnZo633rHU/s320/Spring+2011+127.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves her snow boots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvt87XwXIN8/TaJhqIy6-NI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bFpwVNdTtso/s1600/Spring+2011+133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvt87XwXIN8/TaJhqIy6-NI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bFpwVNdTtso/s320/Spring+2011+133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;the view of&amp;nbsp;Weston I have most&amp;nbsp;of the time. Trying to crawl up me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vjl3tCqqno/TaJiDmzFTZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wfGq-LyHycc/s1600/Spring+2011+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vjl3tCqqno/TaJiDmzFTZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wfGq-LyHycc/s320/Spring+2011+132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've also had lots of play dates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8IzA-DfR3M/TaJg6hNgNRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/qPJ7hGTTWdo/s1600/Spring+2011+120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8IzA-DfR3M/TaJg6hNgNRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/qPJ7hGTTWdo/s320/Spring+2011+120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle performed at Skit Night. He did awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9sDVrPsrwc/TaJiaj96_sI/AAAAAAAAAkA/EoZVEoOEIMk/s1600/Spring+2011+137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9sDVrPsrwc/TaJiaj96_sI/AAAAAAAAAkA/EoZVEoOEIMk/s320/Spring+2011+137.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday I ran in my first race ever. I did a 10K! It was so rewarding. I set out with three goals 1) To run the whole time. 2) Not be the last person to finish. 3) Finish it in under 66 minutes. Well I accomplished them all. I finished in 62 minutes and I finished in front of a couple of..."seasoned" runners.&amp;nbsp;I had a lot of fun and I'm already planning my next race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here are just a few pics for your enjoyment!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zIHRW8orRp8/TaJiiija_QI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YXrb4R5JJJk/s1600/Weston+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zIHRW8orRp8/TaJiiija_QI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YXrb4R5JJJk/s320/Weston+5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCohSAIenYQ/TaJitw77TEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/CQDzPgKqwKc/s1600/Weston+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCohSAIenYQ/TaJitw77TEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/CQDzPgKqwKc/s320/Weston+6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq1pHz6JbgI/TaJi3qk5CvI/AAAAAAAAAkM/M9fZV-poOIM/s1600/Weston+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nq1pHz6JbgI/TaJi3qk5CvI/AAAAAAAAAkM/M9fZV-poOIM/s320/Weston+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qx6U7FIQpk4/TaJjRFZ1H3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ASrlY96ykT8/s1600/Spring+2011+165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qx6U7FIQpk4/TaJjRFZ1H3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ASrlY96ykT8/s320/Spring+2011+165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqG0XgvbsSA/TaJjnTav8wI/AAAAAAAAAkU/GGDfqOF-65o/s1600/Spring+2011+170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqG0XgvbsSA/TaJjnTav8wI/AAAAAAAAAkU/GGDfqOF-65o/s320/Spring+2011+170.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-195687246951290082?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/195687246951290082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=195687246951290082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/195687246951290082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/195687246951290082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/04/crazy-times.html' title='Crazy Times'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbZOs41qqto/TaJavOU-HWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wofZRr34xmo/s72-c/Spring+2011+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-5880503681188097388</id><published>2011-02-20T16:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:29:10.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas In Utah and beyond.... (been watching Toy Story a lot)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to do a little back tracking for my own journal keeping purposes. I hope you don't mind! The&amp;nbsp;Saturday after&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving,&amp;nbsp;before the kids and I left for Utah, we went to a tree farm and cut down a Christmas tree and decorated it. Whit really enjoy helping and Weston loved to lay under the tree and pull the ornaments off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkL0ZqQzung/TWGLE_UJAPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/fmpgkNtwXXQ/s1600/Winter+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IgWi9g98quI/TWGJ_0fql7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/AuB0MsUtJVo/s1600/Utah+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IgWi9g98quI/TWGJ_0fql7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/AuB0MsUtJVo/s320/Utah+032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4JOhyHMuZg/TWGJnvaKFMI/AAAAAAAAAhw/e-YZbckddGk/s1600/Utah+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4JOhyHMuZg/TWGJnvaKFMI/AAAAAAAAAhw/e-YZbckddGk/s320/Utah+034.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kiddos and I flew to Utah 2 weeks early. I had never flown before! (gasp) I figured hey, why not fly alone with my 2 kids to add to the adventure of flying for the first time. (another gasp). But it actually wasn't so bad. The kids were great and we made our connecting flight, which is what I was really worried about. Whit threw up on the way to the airport so she didn't on our flights, which I was grateful for. We&amp;nbsp;made it safely and we&amp;nbsp;were so excited. We spent the first week in Heber, then a week in&amp;nbsp;Preston and back to&amp;nbsp;Heber with Kyle&amp;nbsp;for the last two weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first week in Heber was spent catching up and shopping. Oh how I miss shopping (everyone that lives in Kirksville can feel my pain!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then it was off to Preston. Kirbi took us in her car and we went to watch&amp;nbsp;Jason play basketball. Whitli loves basketball and Jason did such a good job. The next day&amp;nbsp;Whitli and Weston got to sit on Santa's lap at my parents ward party. We also did some shopping in Logan and really just enjoyed the company of my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNR23M8jA8M/TWGKacVqjCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/IOyjWxuUYWI/s1600/Utah+069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNR23M8jA8M/TWGKacVqjCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/IOyjWxuUYWI/s320/Utah+069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pd7oqpW0VUM/TWGIlQrPb_I/AAAAAAAAAho/4K_PNv8wKCA/s1600/Utah+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pd7oqpW0VUM/TWGIlQrPb_I/AAAAAAAAAho/4K_PNv8wKCA/s320/Utah+079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NO2v84tTq6g/TWGJFyeUoYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/67ebUXYsJUs/s1600/Utah+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NO2v84tTq6g/TWGJFyeUoYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/67ebUXYsJUs/s320/Utah+098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After&amp;nbsp;the week in Preston, my dad and Jason took the kids and I to the airport to pick up Kyle. At the airport we met&amp;nbsp;Kyle's dad and sister and went back to Heber for the final two weeks of our stay. We went sledding, played in the snow, went to a Christmas party's, enjoyed family, Kyle went skiing, exc... We pretty much just played the whole time. We had so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning was spent at my sister's house. All of my family was there. We enjoyed yummy food and lots of laughing. We&amp;nbsp;got all the boys nurf guns and Christmas morning was filled with playing "deer hunt," which is basically hide n' seek with nurf guns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHeaqNWSsZ0/TWGKuqyU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/soI7j7c7u3w/s1600/Utah+112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHeaqNWSsZ0/TWGKuqyU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/soI7j7c7u3w/s320/Utah+112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OL5rbzPudU/TWGYC963rLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ITK4lEGZvAs/s1600/Utah+122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OL5rbzPudU/TWGYC963rLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ITK4lEGZvAs/s320/Utah+122.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We flew back to Kansas City on New Years Eve and spent an unexpected couple of hours in the Denver Airport thanks to the snow storm that day. We made it home just in time to ring in the New Year. It felt so good to be back home. But it soon hit us that it was time to get back to reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since then we haven't really done much. Kyle's been studying hard and the kids and I have been couped up, due to freezing cold weather. I can't wait for spring to get here. We have already caught a glimpse of spring and now I am itching for it to arrive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle was able to get an afternoon of ice fishing in with Whit. Tyler, Jackson and Olivia joined them as well.&amp;nbsp;They had a blast and after&amp;nbsp;a bit Wes and&amp;nbsp;I joined them just in time to do a little sledding down a hill&amp;nbsp;onto the frozen pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkL0ZqQzung/TWGLE_UJAPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/fmpgkNtwXXQ/s320/Winter+036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's a natural ice fisher already. Her daddy has taught her well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HdgDjmQRZ4/TWGXDpadR3I/AAAAAAAAAis/BmXx_ZCe-JA/s320/Winter+053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNkIvyuDXIo/TWGUnCkjg_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/S8_DLRkyurY/s1600/Winter+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNkIvyuDXIo/TWGUnCkjg_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/S8_DLRkyurY/s320/Winter+059.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wes got in on some of the action too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHZd9c9aG7c/TWGLXJjywzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7wrR9qpcgpg/s1600/Winter+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHZd9c9aG7c/TWGLXJjywzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7wrR9qpcgpg/s320/Winter+062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJhAtM_Dr-Q/TWGLsjfxpgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BAbB3Xr4DI0/s1600/Winter+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJhAtM_Dr-Q/TWGLsjfxpgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BAbB3Xr4DI0/s320/Winter+067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also celebrated Valentines Day! After exercise group all the kids went into the gym and did a Valentine exchange. Whitli loved it, but really she just wanted to run around the gym. I had such a hard time trying to get her to sit there. Of course, after she got home and saw how much candy she had gotten she was in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZynRyLyUXc/TWGWtfvZaaI/AAAAAAAAAio/3_cU-5oZ5YQ/s1600/Winter+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZynRyLyUXc/TWGWtfvZaaI/AAAAAAAAAio/3_cU-5oZ5YQ/s320/Winter+072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbGGq2AW0dI/TWGVSRetcHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/TlGL1LAbSbM/s1600/Winter+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbGGq2AW0dI/TWGVSRetcHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/TlGL1LAbSbM/s320/Winter+071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UDM1vwa-DG4/TWGU8u6kusI/AAAAAAAAAiU/OBXTmLl-bzg/s1600/Winter+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UDM1vwa-DG4/TWGU8u6kusI/AAAAAAAAAiU/OBXTmLl-bzg/s320/Winter+074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Wes enjoying the large gym to explore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, on Friday night the SAA had their annual couples event. It was held at Jackson Stables (a beautiful barn) here in Kirksville. It was a blast! There was good food, line dancing and karaoke. There was a prize for the best dressed and guess who won? KYLE! As you can tell by the pics, he deserved it. (Jen your outfit was a very close second though) He won a $25 gift certificate to Colton's Steakhouse. Anyway, that's what we have been up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2l5D33CZia0/TWGV_SKX5JI/AAAAAAAAAig/hmnsrX1f-eU/s1600/Winter+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2l5D33CZia0/TWGV_SKX5JI/AAAAAAAAAig/hmnsrX1f-eU/s320/Winter+077.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2IvhhhE72T0/TWGWXpqYhaI/AAAAAAAAAik/gfZTEhn0tNQ/s1600/Winter+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2IvhhhE72T0/TWGWXpqYhaI/AAAAAAAAAik/gfZTEhn0tNQ/s320/Winter+078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and that thing right above his upper lip was not grown for this event. He has been working on that baby since Christmas! He claims he has trimmed it, but I'm still not sure. And thanks to all the comments from his buddies, I'm afraid it's here to stay for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-5880503681188097388?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/5880503681188097388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=5880503681188097388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5880503681188097388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5880503681188097388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-in-utah-and-beyond-been-watch.html' title='Christmas In Utah and beyond.... (been watching Toy Story a lot)'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IgWi9g98quI/TWGJ_0fql7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/AuB0MsUtJVo/s72-c/Utah+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-4464744375289788363</id><published>2011-02-04T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:26:55.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"An Historic and Potentially Life-Threatening Storm"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's what the news said anyway. I thought it was just a regular snowstorm like we see in the west, with the addition of 10 to 20 mph winds and even stronger gusts at times. Lucky for us, our house faces south, which is where the storm and the wind came from. So when we woke up Wednesday morning, we had a nice 3 1/2 foot drift in front of our garage door. It tapered off to only 18 inches at the end of the driveway though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzRq4yZaOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/6Z_digMo9MA/s1600/IMG_2442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzRq4yZaOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/6Z_digMo9MA/s320/IMG_2442.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzSNSs-MBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/YVVInUgthPw/s1600/IMG_2447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzSNSs-MBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/YVVInUgthPw/s320/IMG_2447.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzU8HCP5MI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/H_6mcnXR6LQ/s1600/IMG_2466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzU8HCP5MI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/H_6mcnXR6LQ/s320/IMG_2466.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whitli assesses the damages after shoveling begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzV_KCqSuI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rm014LXRX48/s1600/IMG_2468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzV_KCqSuI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rm014LXRX48/s320/IMG_2468.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chelsi stepped off the porch and found snow...up to her waist. She is a little short, yes, but it's still a lot more snow than Missouri is used to in one storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzW4xazATI/AAAAAAAAAhY/vb6sHjgM3OY/s1600/IMG_2472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzW4xazATI/AAAAAAAAAhY/vb6sHjgM3OY/s320/IMG_2472.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Driveway post-shoveling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzXbh7kPGI/AAAAAAAAAhc/FPSL54-QgjE/s1600/IMG_2473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzXbh7kPGI/AAAAAAAAAhc/FPSL54-QgjE/s320/IMG_2473.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Porch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzXyNDb_II/AAAAAAAAAhg/KZEq6G2THRo/s1600/IMG_2474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzXyNDb_II/AAAAAAAAAhg/KZEq6G2THRo/s320/IMG_2474.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the overall view. It feels more like home with some nice banks built up along the driveway and all the roads. The local governments (city and county) really don't have the means to handle this type of storm. They have plows, but not enough to handle this volume in such a short time. In addition, there is very little space along the roads and downtown so there is nowhere to put all the snow. They were using front loaders to load up dump trucks with snow and hauling it from downtown to the outskirts to dump it all day after the storm. All the area schools were cancelled, businesses shut down, my school was cancelled for a day and a half and the news made sure to warn everybody of potential power outages resulting in life-threatening conditions. Luckily, the power never went out and we stayed warm. I had my eagle-scout skills and survival kit ready to keep us alive if it came to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzdCw5tGWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/6vsVOGUFt8I/s1600/IMG_2400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzdCw5tGWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/6vsVOGUFt8I/s320/IMG_2400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture is from Christmas break, but I had to throw in a picture of the little man. He stayed inside and slept while I shoveled. Chelsi and Whitli helped for a while, but we only had one snow shovel and Whitli just wanted to play. She and I left with Clint and Beijah and drove around the town so we could buy a sled and do some doughnuts and fishtails. It was a good time overall. It was good to have a day off and play in the snow. It's not fun having the school cram everything together to make up for the lost day and a half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-4464744375289788363?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/4464744375289788363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=4464744375289788363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4464744375289788363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4464744375289788363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2011/02/historic-and-potentially-life.html' title='&quot;An Historic and Potentially Life-Threatening Storm&quot;'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TUzRq4yZaOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/6Z_digMo9MA/s72-c/IMG_2442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-5777488053067830723</id><published>2010-11-19T17:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:50:07.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finals week is over and now we have nine whole days to spend together.  It has been a rough week to say the least. Weston has been sick and not sleeping well (not that he really slept well before). But he has been waking up every one to two hours. For the first couple of nights Wes and I locked ourselves in the bedroom to let Kyle have some peace and quiet out in the living room. Kyle's routine consisted of  getting home very very late, studying some more, crashing on the couch for an hour or two and then studying even more before going and taking a final. The last two nights Kyle has felt a little more prepared for his finals and decided he should get a little more sleep. He would get home around one in the morning and lock himself in the bedroom to sleep. I slept on the couch and got up with Weston every time he woke up so Kyle could sleep. Needless to say I am very excited we both will be able to sleep in our bed tonight. Hopefully Weston will start to sleep better soon and we can all get some much needed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zzzzzz's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-5777488053067830723?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/5777488053067830723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=5777488053067830723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5777488053067830723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5777488053067830723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/11/yeah.html' title='Yeah!!!!!'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-5605947232488427421</id><published>2010-11-06T13:27:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:08:01.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October In A Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;October was such a fun month for us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; and I got really bored one day and decided to make salt dough. She loved it, for about five minutes. Of course that is normally her attention span for anything. She picked the colors she wanted and I got out some cookie cutters for her to play with. It was a good activity that we will for sure be doing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536618213960035186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYE7mwLq3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/HGj28pjEzkw/s400/October+2010+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; to do a temple session. Our ward had the young single adults watch our kids in the nursery at our stake center in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt;. It was so nice to be able to go and do a session. If you have not had the opportunity to do a session in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; Temple I highly recommend planning a trip out here to do one. It is such a beautiful temple. And of course you can always stay with us!!! On the way back, our friends wanted to try out the fairy across the Mississippi River. This time I was much more calm about the whole thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536618221074923746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYE8BQgQOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v9tV_Y5gPao/s400/October+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weston got his first taste of solid food and boy did he love it. He scarfed it down. The rice cereal box said to make their first feeding really watered down so that is what I did and it got every where. Since then we have had to thicken it up quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536618232575256210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYE8sGZZpI/AAAAAAAAAec/RIKXnEWPU34/s400/October+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619857783372754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYGbSeNO9I/AAAAAAAAAek/D-TIPJUNik8/s400/October+2010+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my little guy carving pumpkins with his mommy. Look at those rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619874119122418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYGcPU8_fI/AAAAAAAAAes/v55HgN48cCs/s400/October+2010+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the finished products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt;. I helped her with the front. I wanted to carve a flower for her, but she told me that she wanted a scary face. She follows after her father. She did the back of her pumpkin all by herself. I found these stickers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536628601610919202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYOYPxJXSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/b1DSZEySmuw/s400/October+2010+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536622744166318418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYJDTFhwVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/wijoTHMbmp8/s400/October+2010+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536622753957043410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYJD3j0XNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/eS1rXXVS-5k/s400/October+2010+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will give you one guess on whose pumpkin this one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536621409757572194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYH1oBsLGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/upmb9yF-GlA/s400/October+2010+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Halloween I decided to make my two little monsters costumes this year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; was Pebbles from the Flintstones and Weston was Dino, Pebbles pet dinosaur. They looked so cute. We enjoyed a lovely Trunk or Treating put on by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SAA(Student Advocate Association or the wives club)&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday morning and we were going to go to our ward Halloween party that night, but we had a pleasant surprise show up on our door step. My brother Trent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619890954918754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYGdOC622I/AAAAAAAAAe0/lQde_KG0RYM/s400/October+2010+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536621419635778834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYH2M01pRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RC8_vTVmURs/s400/October+2010+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536623973384959458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYKK2SFteI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_2D4UzRC0iw/s400/Weston+Dino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536623980589329026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYKLRHvqoI/AAAAAAAAAf0/-L8PbdfbxeI/s400/October+2010+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; keeping Trent very entertained. She would call him "Uncle Trenton" it was so cute and I was so glad I got to spend my birthday celebrating with him. I just kept saying "I can't believe you are really here." Thanks Trent for an amazing birthday present. Next year I expect you to top it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536621432975893522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYH2-hXpBI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ujB3N_V8zq8/s400/October+2010+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are just some random pictures taken this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weston and I chilling before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYMW_UZPoI/AAAAAAAAAgc/X9gipUWDF_0/s1600/October+2010+145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536626380992233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYMW_UZPoI/AAAAAAAAAgc/X9gipUWDF_0/s400/October+2010+145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's starting to try to crawl. He's too little to be crawling. Time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536625605249996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYLp1dCF0I/AAAAAAAAAgM/eraVLD4PTTk/s400/October+2010+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631505577757202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYRBR4yyhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EVFIcasx9Io/s400/October+2010+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is Weston in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Carhart&lt;/span&gt; overalls. Doesn't he look so cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536623992348865442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYKL87b86I/AAAAAAAAAf8/dImyM2-FiuQ/s400/October+2010+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And as always our month was filled with lots a play dates with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Beijah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; sure loves having her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536625598576780962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYLpcmA5qI/AAAAAAAAAgE/n7FRikstotM/s400/October+2010+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-5605947232488427421?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/5605947232488427421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=5605947232488427421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5605947232488427421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5605947232488427421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/11/october-in-nutshell.html' title='October In A Nutshell'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TNYE7mwLq3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/HGj28pjEzkw/s72-c/October+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-3539308270903786267</id><published>2010-10-23T20:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:38:00.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're tired when....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the other day Kyle came home for lunch, kicked off his shoes and enjoyed some tasty leftovers. After lunch the kiddos and I were heading out to the Truman State University Farm. We were going to pick up Alisha and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beijah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we dropped Kyle off at their house to hitch a ride with Clint (which is what he does everyday). We enjoyed a fun afternoon at the farm petting the horses and picking some pumpkins. Once we got home and after naps it was almost time for Kyle to get done with school. I decided to load up the stroller and walk the mile to his school and have him walk home with us. We arrived at Kyle school and he came out to meet us. We started walking home when I noticed something really strange about Kyle. He had two completely different shoes on. He noticed me looking at them and said "Don't ask." Well I of course couldn't do that so I asked anyways. He said he didn't even realize he had put on two different shoes until he was already at school and Clint pointed it out to him. Now some people might think that maybe the shoes looked similar, wrong. One shoe was green and the other was white. We had a really good chuckle and it's something we will defiantly be remembering. To give Kyle a little credit though, he had already taken two tests that week with one more to go and had some very late nights including one that lasted until four in the morning&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ks2bitesize/english/images/terrible_book.gif" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-3539308270903786267?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/3539308270903786267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=3539308270903786267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/3539308270903786267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/3539308270903786267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-know-youre-tired-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re tired when....'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-7363559237771863710</id><published>2010-10-12T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:55:58.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday Drive Through Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527356854793623506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUdxjTLV9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/JzjAiR7VJV8/s400/The+Dew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527350971352273026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUYbFxc0II/AAAAAAAAAcU/jyQsGLDOkLA/s400/Country+Road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527356481045440354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUdby-qp2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/uEwK3RiKnIA/s400/Amish+Crossing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527350977897249538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUYbeJ5OwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/eSBf3b1pe-Q/s400/Fall+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527356494017174946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUdcjTXnaI/AAAAAAAAAds/SMsKFfiLDC0/s400/Red+Truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527355116728367442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUcMYgIOVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CJqQAFkFBQk/s400/Hay+Bales.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527356490077666450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUdcUoHfJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/sh2LbNDEYbs/s400/Bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527355127940686514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUcNCRWorI/AAAAAAAAAc8/7-vsKXMElZc/s400/Red+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527355124589393266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUcM1yV9XI/AAAAAAAAAc0/z3Xd1Zypev4/s400/Lone+Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527350979722992994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUYbk9L3WI/AAAAAAAAAck/sZNO5JoQZ98/s400/Gravel+Road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527358749143327938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUff0TV5MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/pzS7Ec9_Vjg/s400/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-7363559237771863710?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/7363559237771863710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=7363559237771863710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7363559237771863710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7363559237771863710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunday-drive-through-pictures.html' title='A Sunday Drive Through Pictures'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLUdxjTLV9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/JzjAiR7VJV8/s72-c/The+Dew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-7206794050654292073</id><published>2010-10-11T15:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:59:28.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Country Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Saturday we went with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sowards&lt;/span&gt; to Jackson Country Connection, a farm about 10 miles south of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kirksville&lt;/span&gt;. We had a lot of fun going through the corn maze, shooting the corn gun, going on a tractor ride and just talking and laughing with each other. They also had some interesting creatures you could take pictures with and a big jump house for the kids to play in (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Beijah&lt;/span&gt;, Kyle and Clint) unfortunately I didn't get any pictures of that, but here are the pictures I did get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526855258148850706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNVkyL2TBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/6JTuFvDu7FE/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sowards&lt;/span&gt; Family &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526868419660770594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNhi4o0bSI/AAAAAAAAAbk/PHin1w933rs/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Adams Family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526621803620075202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLKBP8S0BsI/AAAAAAAAAZc/cK0cjLp94LM/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When we first entered the maze, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Beijah&lt;/span&gt; grabbed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt; hand and began to lead the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526621808483469266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLKBQOaVh9I/AAAAAAAAAZk/mP9f44qBMno/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how it was the whole time, all of us trying to keep up with these two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526868427445139666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNhjVoweNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZKu0ImOHb-4/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526864413172844530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNd5rTqR_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/8XnKUcM8ipY/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Weston was so good. He just hang out in his carrier the whole time. I don't think he cried once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526864403208110610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNd5GL4ghI/AAAAAAAAAa8/AjPS8yxmgPA/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526864401024032402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNd4-DKHpI/AAAAAAAAAa0/btLG07nJLiA/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526855250458194722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNVkViQMyI/AAAAAAAAAZs/sGKH6yNFscQ/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526868434506658066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNhjv8WsRI/AAAAAAAAAb0/eZEtbqK2gZc/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; with "Uncle Clint" blowing the train whistle in the middle of the corn maze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526866173139470898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNfgHsZyjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/qpy1RaNXB6Q/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The whole gang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526860098261487794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNZ-hAoELI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tYtsU-sZbJs/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526611107515510178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLJ3hWMwraI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dpVwzA3iisc/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526611119439550594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLJ3iCnrGII/AAAAAAAAAZE/BFVFatmCRxo/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They had these really cute animals they made out of big hay bales that they let the kids sit on to take pictures. I thought they were so cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526621794737029682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLKBPbM7gjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/A0dnaKJb6Hc/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526862521780426962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNcLlUkWNI/AAAAAAAAAas/3gqbLWhu6pM/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526611130535398434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLJ3ir9ITCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4MIdg8q7gAM/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526862518398741154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNcLYuT6qI/AAAAAAAAAak/MiYZR87UUB8/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyle playing corn hole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526866182000020178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNfgos7CtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Yzv_2NoEjFQ/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Weston cheesing it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526862507789037986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNcKxMwsaI/AAAAAAAAAac/uf__72y49nA/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When it was my turn to shoot the corn gun there was a cow standing in the way. The guy told me to just hit it. I turned and gave him an, are you crazy look, and he said no really just hit it, it won't hurt it. I of course couldn't do that so I aimed wide and totally missed the smiley face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526866184605411090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNfgyaGJxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/EevA8x2k0QE/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526860115285862754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNZ_gbjaWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/20eXdBX37AE/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All of us before the wagon ride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526860108451296130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNZ_G-EM4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/jX5hzK7G138/s400/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the farm we went to Clint and Alisha's house. The boys built a fire out back and we roasted some hot dogs and marshmallows. Our other friends, Brett and Kali, met us there and enjoyed hot dogs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt; with us. We had a real fun time with everyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-7206794050654292073?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/7206794050654292073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=7206794050654292073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7206794050654292073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7206794050654292073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/10/jackson-country-connection.html' title='Jackson Country Connection'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TLNVkyL2TBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/6JTuFvDu7FE/s72-c/Corn+Maze,+Sunday+Drive+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-528344564500251124</id><published>2010-10-07T19:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:38:25.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; bought our plane tickets to go back to Utah for Christmas. We are so excited. The kids and I are going out early (a little nervous for that) and Kyle will join us when he gets done for the break. Can't wait to see everyone!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/lens6317362_1249576731airplane-tickets-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-528344564500251124?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/528344564500251124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=528344564500251124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/528344564500251124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/528344564500251124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-offical.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-1045568786682142774</id><published>2010-10-06T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:44:17.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Kirksville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, Okay... get ready for one long post. I know most of you will just enjoy the pics so I tried to put a lot on but my patience is shot... blogger takes so long to upload pics.... and I don't want to wait any longer. I am tired, both kids are sick and I need my sleep but my mom has been politely waiting for an update so I should give her one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh goodness, where to begin. We are officially Missourians and loving it here. Our neighborhood is wonderful, our friends are great, Kyle is impressed with his school (although it's extremely stressful), our ward is interesting, and our house is okay. I guess you could say there is not much for me to complain about, except that you all are not here to share it with us :(!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We arrived in Kirksville right at the peak of there summer. The heat index was 115 degrees. I have lived in Southern Utah for 13 years and thought I knew what hot was, but I was wrong. You walk outside for 1 minute and have to take a shower because you are drenched in sweat from head to toe. You can't really describe it, but the closest word I can think of is STIFLING!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got here on August 10th and Whitli's birthday was August 12th. The night before her birthday, my mom watched the kids for us while Kyle and I ran to Walmart to get her some presents. When she woke up we made her her favorite food...PANCAKES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525112911759051954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0k64FSjLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Ogt9gP-dT7A/s400/Kirksville+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a long day of unpacking we went to dinner and then came home to open presents and eat cupcakes. I wanted to get Whitli a tricycle so bad and saw this red one and knew she would love it. She was so excited and still loves it even though she still hasn't figured out how to pedal. She will put on her helmet and just sit on it, or I will push her around the living room while she steers. Kyle taught her Queen's bicycle song and now she sits on her bike singing "I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bicycle..." over and over again, it's so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525110941773451538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0jINUH0RI/AAAAAAAAAXk/68syATt3gc4/s400/Kirksville+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And of course she loved her cupcakes... who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525112915242424258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0k7FDyl8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/YDJBmBy2elU/s400/Kirksville+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On August 20th Kyles orientation started and on the 21st he had his White Coat Ceremony. We both didn't realize how big of a deal this was, but it was neat to see Kyle walk up on the stage and have his white coat put on him. Of course that was the only part I really got to see. Both kids were crying and not happy. I must have looked helpless because the nice lady in front of me turned and around and offered to hold Weston for me. Normally I wouldn't, but I was desperate and handed Weston over. She got him to sleep and he slept on her the rest of the time. Here's a picture of the family right after the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521674347829051074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TKDtkHO8vsI/AAAAAAAAAWM/T-0_233nme8/s400/Kirksville+224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture of Kyle and Ben. When we first arrived in Kirksville we were driving around looking at places and Kyle took me by the place where he stayed when he came out to interview. As we were driving by there was a moving truck park out front and a car next to it with a Utah licence plate so we had to stop. Weston was asleep so I stayed in the car but Kyle jumped out to see if they needed any help. As Kyle was walking up Ben asked "Are you an Adams?" Kyle was a little shocked, then Ben explained that he had worked with Kyle's brother Curt. Then Kyle remember that Curt had told him about Ben. Anyway, it's a small world and we had to snap a picture of them to show to Curt. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521674358070661842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TKDtktYvUtI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ncT2bgVpAVQ/s400/Kirksville+227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it rains it pours. This is a picture of our basement during a normal rain storm here. Our landlord told us that in the last three years they have averaged over 20 inches of rain. And after only 2 short months here I can see why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was sitting up stairs one night by myself, Kyle was gone studying, it was pouring outside and lighting and thundering like crazy. I heard water running downstairs so I opened the basement door and this is what I saw. Water was pouring in. I couldn't believe it. For the rest of the night I got to listen to the lovely sound of our sump pump going off every 30 seconds. Oh and by the way the window was completely shut. It was coming in from around the window frame and if you notice that there is also water coming in from in between the cinder blocks. Aren't these old southern homes built well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525105855654438562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0egKC2pqI/AAAAAAAAAWk/23oWQOZoRGU/s400/kirksville+269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have so many different stories to tell, so I will try to do better about sharing them with you, but for now this will have to do. Now here are the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weston is a tank. He is wearing 6 to 9 month clothes and he is only 4 months old. I can't seem to buy clothes quick enough. He still isn't sleeping good at night. He rolls from is back to his belly and is already starting to scoot a little. He loves to smile and loves to be held. He loves Kyle and whenever Kyle is home Weston will watch him the entire time. He has blue blue eyes just like Whitli and Kyle and I think they are going to stay that color. He likes to talk and loves to laugh. He still gets belly aches but is learning how to relieve his gas a little better (and boy are they stinky). He is teething. I can feel his top right tooth's corners poking through (I know my kids are weird, they get their top teeth first). He is such a joy to have around, even though he does keep me up at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525110934777022066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0jHzQCxnI/AAAAAAAAAXc/h9P_fmjCM7o/s400/Kirksville+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525110925758301810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0jHRp0BnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_iVbS-lENr4/s400/Kirksville+229.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyle never gives me a normal smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525112919050607666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0k7TPu3DI/AAAAAAAAAX8/z8f2mkhj4iQ/s400/Kirksville+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525105858458923106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0egUffsGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/7dlmtwzMYNA/s400/Kirksville+200.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525140509748500370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0-BSmuF5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/WS3o7ZvrqJU/s400/Oct+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitli is too smart for her own good. She can count to ten (sometimes she forgets about the #5 though) and she can sing the ABC's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f38ad77039972e86" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df38ad77039972e86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E5E162457EFA5C40A27AEB96C4E6F866D96AB4D.5DFCE3090ABB00B84463AF4417DBC7DB752D1DEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df38ad77039972e86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_sKcdVXIRGkjNyV19rrCe12LSRg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df38ad77039972e86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E5E162457EFA5C40A27AEB96C4E6F866D96AB4D.5DFCE3090ABB00B84463AF4417DBC7DB752D1DEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df38ad77039972e86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_sKcdVXIRGkjNyV19rrCe12LSRg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so cute. She sings all the time. She sings I am a child of God, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, ABC's, and a whole lot more. She loves Dora. She wants to read "lots of books" that is what she always tells me. She colors pictures and always wants mom to color flowers with her. She is jealous of Weston and wants lots of attention from anyone who will give it to her. She loves church and always asks to "go to church, play with kids?" She loves to go to the park and go down the slide. She talks very well and I can understand everything she asks me. She already knows how to stall before she goes to bed. She always says "one more time." She towers over most the kids her age. She loves fruit and gets diarrhea because of it. She just finished up her first set of swim lessons and asks me, most days, to go swimming. She loves putting on our shoes, and is constantly making messes for me to clean up. She is a blast and always makes us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525109291347504786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0hoI_6bpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/M2RXpRON6TE/s400/Kirksville+238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She got a big girl bed when we moved here and she loves it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525109287297995298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0hn56b0iI/AAAAAAAAAW8/aaI_wEHBvK8/s400/Kirksville+242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the jealousy I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525105862013154194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0eghu485I/AAAAAAAAAW0/56b8uKOTAL4/s400/Kirksville+250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was in the bathroom last week straightening my hair and decide to see what Whitli would look like with straight hair. It was a little wierd seeing her without her curls. What do you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525138883584662786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK08iorDHQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/32Af91q09-Y/s400/Oct+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525140500016720002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0-AuWe6II/AAAAAAAAAYc/Le5652zbIE8/s400/Oct+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525140504652931186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0-A_n14HI/AAAAAAAAAYk/m8Q5qhf76yA/s400/Oct+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Last week was Kirksville High School's Homecoming parade and Alisha and I took Whitli, Weston and Beijah to it. It was fun. Whitli wasn't to interested but she sure enjoyed all the candy that was given out. Clint, Alisha and Beijah are our really good friends. They live really close to us and are in our ward. They are from Colorado and Clint is a first year med student like Kyle. I really think Clint and Kyle were meant to be brothers, but since it didn't happen that way they found each other at school and are best buds now. Alisha and I just sit back and roll our eyes at each other. I'm really glad we have gotten to know them though, Kirksville would be no fun without them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525141114824955506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0-kgsMFnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/gripHlLdQzM/s400/Oct+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And lastly here are some pics of Whitli and Weston after church two Sundays ago. They just looked so cute I just had to snap some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525138875777464338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK08iLlquBI/AAAAAAAAAYM/l35bXLqjHXI/s400/Oct+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525138789259711922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK08dJSOlbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/irUzFtl3RgY/s400/Oct+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We miss everyone but are adjusting well to life in Missouri. Hope to hear from everyone soon!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-1045568786682142774?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/1045568786682142774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=1045568786682142774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/1045568786682142774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/1045568786682142774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-to-kirksville.html' title='Welcome to Kirksville'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TK0k64FSjLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Ogt9gP-dT7A/s72-c/Kirksville+086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2028656130182640182</id><published>2010-08-06T21:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:18:11.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chubby Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weston is one big boy. He is not even three months old yet and his three month clothes are getting pretty snug on him. We love this little man. He cues and giggles at his toys and he is already a mama's boy, which I love. What a joy it is to have him in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TFzbO81ohnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sxzrf6rW22M/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502513894635636338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TFzbO81ohnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sxzrf6rW22M/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we couldn't leave out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; so here is one of my favorites of her. She loves boots (we got her a new pair for her birthday;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TFzbOkd8AbI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/AE0mpEmlTfk/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502513888093798834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TFzbOkd8AbI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/AE0mpEmlTfk/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here they are together. Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; doesn't have her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;binki's&lt;/span&gt; anymore she is very helpful with Weston's. She always wants him to have his even if he is content without it. She is such a good big sister, always watching out for her little bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502516264730040882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TFzdY6ILGjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/fbPV8Exv8-U/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2028656130182640182?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2028656130182640182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2028656130182640182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2028656130182640182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2028656130182640182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-chubby-little-man.html' title='My Chubby Little Man'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TFzbO81ohnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sxzrf6rW22M/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-4449853276900868867</id><published>2010-07-22T23:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:15:45.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whit &amp; Wes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkkfYwZ0FI/AAAAAAAAATM/fM_uHAvxg0A/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last two months have been crazy!!!!! When Weston was two weeks old I had my sister-in-law, Susan, take pictures of Weston and Whitli. (We miss you Curt and Susan, hope your are doing well). She is such a talented photographer. I just had to have her take some pictures before they left for their peace corps assignment. I think they turned out so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486073823925921522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJzE46sZvI/AAAAAAAAARM/2VOIlWMBk9Q/s400/_MG_2269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486073813712261394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJzES3kURI/AAAAAAAAARE/NPjGkI2XVpk/s400/_MG_2323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486073000895259186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJyU-45IjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xgEtG_VlwBc/s400/_MG_2251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486072995854200978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJyUsHAsJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0kp3-0lYxDA/s400/_MG_2313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486072985719759330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJyUGWxYeI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ggJvjLQvPoM/s400/_MG_2333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486072979381242162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJyTuvjSTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/gLRM4S74vFk/s400/_MG_2183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486072968144980722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJyTE4nivI/AAAAAAAAAQc/HTJorxasry0/s400/_MG_2287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I couldn't have asked for two more perfect kids. They are so awesome and I am truly blessed to have the opportunity to be their mother. How did I get so lucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitli:&lt;br /&gt;Whitli broke her arm when Weston was only two weeks old. Kyle was throwing her on the bed and she landed on her arm wrong and it just snapped. It was so sad and Kyle felt so bad. She just barely got her cast off. YEAH! Actually, she handled the whole situation very well. They put a waterproof cast on her so she was able to swim and bath so I think that helped out a lot. She was so brave through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496946097245904338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkTWfPP3dI/AAAAAAAAARs/p69uiWc-heU/s400/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kyle and I go and check on Whitli every night before we go to bed and most nights we have to hold in our laughter at some of the positions we find her in. Kyle decided to start taking pictures so we can show her when she gets older. Here is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496946110995561298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkTXSda-1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Bx4aUBV_8ps/s400/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Whitli was also lucky enough to get Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease!! How lucky. A toddler with a broken arm, an awful virus, and I mean AWFUL, and a newborn at home. It has been rough but we have manged just fine. Whitli is also binky free!!! I am so glad and it wasn't even traumatic. We just told her they were gone and she was just fine. She would say "binky gone" and we would tell her "yes." She asked us for a few days "Binky gone?" and now she is just fine. What a relief.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Weston:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Weston just had his two month appointment and he is one healthy boy! He had almost doubled his birth weight weighing 12 pounds 14 oz. and was 24 inches tall. He was in the 75th percentile for weight and 85th percentile for height. He is an awesome eater and for the most part a happy baby. The doctor gave me a prescription for his gas and it has seemed to help a lot. I wish Whitli's doctor would have done that for her, I think it would have helped her a lot too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We blessed Weston last Sunday and it was so much fun. We were so glad that so many people showed up and I was so proud of Kyle. He did an awesome job and he is a wonderful father. Sorry, no pictures yet. Kyle's dad took some of all of us, but I haven't got them from him yet. Weston was blessed in the outfit Kyle was blessed in. He looked so cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some pics of Weston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496953347138452546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkZ8fMU_EI/AAAAAAAAASE/-YK5uKJQJOE/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496953359864321778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkZ9OmaVvI/AAAAAAAAASU/9ETFwV9R2ZA/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486071567364690162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJxBikkkPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_lKfHQ4JvbQ/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is when Whitli met Weston for the very first time. I knew right then she was going to be a wonderful big sister and she has been. She is great with Weston very gentle and, for the most part, very understanding of all the attention Weston gets from me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496954806324562914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkbRbFaC-I/AAAAAAAAASk/11vB6UU6YSQ/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Fun:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We took Whitli and Weston on their first fishing adventure a few weeks ago. It was so much fun and Whitli loved it. We cooked dutch oven and had fun visiting with Kirbi and Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496957769622959154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkd96OzNDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0v_2_8DZ9UQ/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is why I married him!!!! What a nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496957765826759090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkd9sFtybI/AAAAAAAAAS0/5BeyO1yCjgg/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Whitli eating by her uncle Jacob.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496957754998511266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkd9DwD1qI/AAAAAAAAASs/CaE-hYaXvds/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And this is where Weston was the whole time. Snuggled next to mommy, sleeping like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent a few days at the Sundance cabin with Kyle's family. It was so relaxing and we had such a fun time. We are going to miss all of these things when we are gone to Missouri.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496958601769443810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkeuWN-4eI/AAAAAAAAATE/gsptwoL8gUc/s400/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have three words to describe these two- "Partners in Crime." They look so innocent, but they are not. They love to get into things and are always keeping grandma on her toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496946105994412018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TEkTW_1Df_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/xIxig2GBABU/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the cabin there is a hot tub that doesn't work, but still has water in it so the kids went swimming. They had so much fun. Neither one of them had a swimming suit so they just went in swim diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle had his birthday Monday. He turned 26 (he's so old)! We had a lot of fun just hanging with his family. He got a new driver which he is dying to try out. And many more wonderful gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 9th is the move date. We are so sad to be leaving, but are so excited for the many new adventures ahead of us. We found a house to rent and reserved the moving truck. Both of these things have made it feel official. I have been trying to get everything done and feel like I have made some progress, but I still have so much more to do. I can't even find time to blog. That is why I am staying up late tonight to finally get this post done. Well that is all for now. I promise it wont be so long next time we just had a ton going on and I didn't want to leave anything out, even though I'm sure I did anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-4449853276900868867?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/4449853276900868867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=4449853276900868867' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4449853276900868867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/4449853276900868867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/07/whit-wes.html' title='Whit &amp; Wes'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/TCJzE46sZvI/AAAAAAAAARM/2VOIlWMBk9Q/s72-c/_MG_2269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-8299330242231074258</id><published>2010-05-23T09:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:38:37.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Wes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473806577035889490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S_beFJFry1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/M3iFwSt4KGM/s400/002+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the belly right before they started the induction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S_beF1Rh1_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/LFvcT1_g_1s/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473806588896729074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S_beF1Rh1_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/LFvcT1_g_1s/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weston Kyle Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Weston was born May 18, 2010 at 1:15 am weighing in at a whoppin' 6 lbs 9 ozs and 19 inches long. We are both doing very well. Weston has jaundice and we have to keep him on lights, but hopefully Monday his belirubin count will be low enough he wont have to anymore. It kind of sucks, we can't hold him as much as we would like to. But he is eating well and sleeping well. He is such a joy to have around. Well we will post more pics later but just wanted everyone to know how we are doing. &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/7881547978987362210-8299330242231074258?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/8299330242231074258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=8299330242231074258' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8299330242231074258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8299330242231074258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-story.html' title='Baby Wes'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S_beFJFry1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/M3iFwSt4KGM/s72-c/002+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-9089864623061774490</id><published>2010-04-29T13:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:14:52.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks Left!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finals are over!!!! I am so relieved that I am done (for awhile at least) one day I will go back and get my BS, but for now I am very happy supporting my husband in his educational goals and being a mom. It's just nice to know that my first two years, plus a whole bunch of extra credits that go towards nothing, are done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We only have two weeks until the babe is due and it is finally hitting me. I am starting to get very anxious. It's funny how more relaxed I am with this one than I was with Whit though. Maybe it's because I already have a lot of stuff and have been through it before or that I simply have been to busy to think about things, but it is kind of nice not to be stressed. I know everything will be just fine. I survived Whit so I can survive anything, maybe that is why Heavenly Father gave me such a fussy first baby so I know that no matter how my next children act I will be able to handle it. I know it wont be a walk in the park but I am up for the challenge and am actually really excited for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little baby boy, even though we don't have a name for you yet, we are very excited for you to come. We will keep everyone updated and let them know as soon as the baby arrives.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-9089864623061774490?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/9089864623061774490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=9089864623061774490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/9089864623061774490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/9089864623061774490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-weeks-left.html' title='Two Weeks Left!!!!!'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2341244263740578723</id><published>2010-04-15T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:09:48.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter, Zoo and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where to start???? We have just about a month left until the baby boy comes (I call him that because we are still not sure what we are naming him, any suggestions are welcomed)! Am I ready? &lt;strong&gt;NO. &lt;/strong&gt;So much to do so little time. We had a little scare on my last appointment, it wasn't really a scare but to a pregnant lady with lots of "emotions" running through her body it was a scare. The doctor was checking his heart beat and it was normal. Then, all of the sudden it dropped really low, into the 110's. The doctor then told me he wanted to do a stress test to make sure the baby wasn't stressed. He said not to worry because it was just a "precaution" and he thought everything was just fine. Yeah right just a PRECAUTION. Well I "calmly" called Kyle to let him know what is going on and well it turns out everything was just fine. I guess the doctor was right and it was nothing to worry about. But doesn't my doctor know he shouldn't scare pregnant ladies like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter was wonderful, minus Kyle having to work on Easter morning and missing going through the Easter basket with Whitli, to see what the Easter Bunny brought. I took lots a pictures though and he got to spend the rest of the day with us. We watched confrence at his parents house and enjoyed a wonderful dinner with his family. I loved confrence and was able to watch/listen to most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460232699806910770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8aktf72iTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TxYEcN2FGlk/s400/Misc+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460232703284924066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8akts5EzqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/H0UuzZH73EA/s400/Misc+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460232713243868978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8akuR_ePzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-bByNzxPooY/s400/Misc+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460233285681222882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8alPmfLFOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mTZKYOaByRo/s400/Misc+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460233291094703010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8alP6p2O6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/gn2YYBztxUI/s400/Misc+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Saturday we took Whitli to the Zoo for the first time. It was so much fun. She is at a good age and she actually enjoyed it. She loved all the animals, but I think the Elephant was her favorite. She also enjoyed the snakes and croccidles too (wierd little girl). We walked around and got to see pretty much all the animals. Kyle and Whitli rode the carousal and we enjoyed Discovery Land. The one thing I was looking forward to was the train ride. It was going to be the very last thing we did and when we got there it was temporarily closed. I was heart broken. I thought Whitli would have loved it too. It said it was going to open later that day but Whitli had, had it and it was time to take a nap so we left without riding the train. We had a lot of fun though. Thanks Casey, Lindsay, Jack and McCall for coming with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460226685021986242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8afPZHYHcI/AAAAAAAAANc/_R04b6iRHlY/s400/Misc+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460227679521899474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8agJR6og9I/AAAAAAAAANs/TZlTX4cu8eg/s400/Misc+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460227671586895666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8agI0Wx9zI/AAAAAAAAANk/dxufUgrShMQ/s400/Misc+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460227690349764690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8agJ6QMoFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/wfOMfdZt86w/s400/Misc+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460228793280886434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8ahKG_d9qI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IjnfhyOhroY/s400/Misc+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460228802448071202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8ahKpJGGiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vw5s-6TZ8tY/s400/Misc+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460230268379080690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8aif-KSJ_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/hIs0mOo4Djk/s400/Misc+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460229791373316866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8aiENLP0wI/AAAAAAAAAOU/TvL06af9RXg/s400/Misc+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460229800665865106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8aiEvyw25I/AAAAAAAAAOc/4xPbThHMdks/s400/Misc+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460229805622840642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8aiFCQmTUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4EMFh3M_V18/s400/Misc+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2341244263740578723?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2341244263740578723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2341244263740578723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2341244263740578723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2341244263740578723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-zoo-and-stuff.html' title='Easter, Zoo and Stuff'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S8aktf72iTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TxYEcN2FGlk/s72-c/Misc+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2834223901015046805</id><published>2010-02-15T20:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:22:05.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Kind Of Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Our Valentine's day was very eventful/interesting. My parents were in town so we all were getting together at Jacob's and Kirbi's house to eat breakfast. On the way there we were fortunate enough to get into a wreck. We were stopped at a red light in the turn lane when a lady, going the other way, turned to sharply and ran right into us. She said the sun was in her eyes and couldn't see us. No one was hurt and our car isn't totaled. It just cracked our bumper and knocked one of our lights loose. After about thirty minutes of filling out paper work we were finally able to leave and go eat breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438690248312789922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S3ob9yYQm6I/AAAAAAAAANE/xru6WxoIUfc/s400/Valentine%27s+Day+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438690256407195106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S3ob-QiHbeI/AAAAAAAAANM/dXDi05WJolg/s400/Valentine%27s+Day+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After breakfast and visiting with my family we headed home to go to church. Whitli turned 18 months on Friday so this week was her first week going to nursery. I was really excited, but kind of sad that she is already getting so big. We dropped her off and went to Sunday school and no one came to get me. I couldn't believe she didn't miss me at all. Before I went into relief society I ran to the bathroom and on my way back a heard a familiar cry. Whitli was in tears. They said she just started crying and wouldn't stop. So I spent the rest of church in nursery with her. Deep down I think I was okay with that. I don't know if I am quite ready to let her go :( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438691441696494082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S3odDQFG0gI/AAAAAAAAANU/1m4gadX8pZs/s400/Action+Shots+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wrapped the day up by going to Kyle's parents house to eat some delicious baby back ribs. Curt and McCall were there as well. Whitli had had it by six, but we couldn't leave until McCalls Valentine's sugar cookies were done. We ate cookies and then brought Whitli home and put her in bed. She has been really fussy lately and I think she is getting more teeth. I wouldn't think that was even possible since she already has 14 but some how she keeps getting more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that was our day, I was beat by the end of it and feel like I am still recovering. Hope everyone had a wonderful Valentine's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2834223901015046805?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2834223901015046805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2834223901015046805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2834223901015046805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2834223901015046805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/02/different-kind-of-valentines-day.html' title='Different Kind Of Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S3ob9yYQm6I/AAAAAAAAANE/xru6WxoIUfc/s72-c/Valentine%27s+Day+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-7895265658736985166</id><published>2010-02-07T17:12:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:07:57.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Sunday Anyone???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The big Super Bowl is going on right now, so that is why I am blogging. It's not that I don't like the Super Bowl. It's just that I don't like it as much as some people and would prefer to do other things while I am watching, like blog. Kyle on the other hand has been looking forward to the Super Bowl for quit a while now. I will say this though, I really do like Payton Manning so I hope the Colts win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well enough Super Bowl talk. I am talking a few college classes just to finish up before baby #2 comes and I really wanted to take a fun class. So I signed up for a digital photography class. I have always liked taking pictures (not actually being in them, but taking them) and with two kids I thought it might come in handy at times. I have come to realize though, that I really do not have an eye for photography. It is quit sad. It's not that I am horrible, I'm just not good. I am still very much enjoying it and have learned a lot, I guess I can just hope that my eye for photography gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435666961273448946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29eTUgH6fI/AAAAAAAAAM0/OTplJSf5-18/s400/Landscape+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is one of my landscape pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; is in a very cute phase right now. She talks non-stop. She will come up to me and say something, like I should know what she is saying, and then leave to go play. She also likes to give lots of hugs and kisses. One night I was sitting on the couch while she was playing with her blocks. She would drop her blocks come and give me a kiss and then go back to play. She did this like ten times, I was in heaven. She has her temper though and if you get "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BAPT&lt;/span&gt;" at you are in big trouble. She also tells you "no, no" and shacks her finger at you. It's hard to not laugh at her because it is just so cute and funny, but I now thinks she does it just because we laugh at her. I am going to have to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Enough of my rambling, here is what you are really waiting for pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435666435531162466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29d0t9ZQ2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/id1LUjSUAQY/s400/FEB+6+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; and her bed head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435666413829749298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29dzdHX-jI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Fw_ANqsOBn4/s400/FEB+6+2010+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435666407631298258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29dzGBjHtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4gB-voUtlQ4/s400/FEB+6+2010+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My grandparents (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt; great grandparents) are staying in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Walsburg&lt;/span&gt; for a few months, to take care of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt; great great grandma, and we went over to visit. My grandpa gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; some of his cookie. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; would then walk over to him and say "YUM" just so he would give her some more. It was really cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435666430108468418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29d0ZwhhMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1jtigK_WriM/s400/Landscape+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyle gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; a pickle the other day. She has had pickles before but her expression was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hysterical&lt;/span&gt; (it was even better than this picture shows). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435666419101608482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29dzwwSKiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/UDXF_CTgr_A/s400/Landscape+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My two favorite people enjoying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt; new obsession "The Jungle Book."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-7895265658736985166?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/7895265658736985166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=7895265658736985166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7895265658736985166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7895265658736985166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-sunday-anyone.html' title='Super Bowl Sunday Anyone???'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S29eTUgH6fI/AAAAAAAAAM0/OTplJSf5-18/s72-c/Landscape+117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-8149991169241006810</id><published>2010-01-27T22:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:56:48.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Virus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whitli and I have been extremely blessed to have gotten this insanely ridiculous cold virus. It put us out of commission for a full week and then some. We are finally on the up, not completely better, but somewhat better. Last night was the first night that I actually slept well in a very long time, it was heaven (I do love my sleep). On top of being sick, Kyle had to work like 60 + hours last week because of the snow storm. I guess this is just helping me prep for med school. I thought I wasn't going to make it out alive though, Whitli is not a very fun child when she is sick, but what child is? Luckily I did make it and now it is time to play catch up with my house work. I was able to keep up on the small stuff like dishes and things, but my pile of laundry is up to the ceiling. So here's to my weekend of playing catch up, and I feel for any of you who are lucky enough to experience this cold too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a brighter note, here are some pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431662824309304322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S2Ekj36mrAI/AAAAAAAAAME/i0kCLJBaIL0/s400/winter+2009-2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was the Saturday after Thanksgiving when all of Kyle's Family (minus Susan) went Christmas tree hunting. Fisher was kind enough to let Whitli ride in the sled with him for awhile. She absolutly loved it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431662795039940722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S2EkiK4PoHI/AAAAAAAAALk/UftcncksXrs/s400/winter+2009-2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was after everyone had sucessfully got their Christmas Tree. What a cute little family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431662815692205010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S2EkjX0IK9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/diKGbZ0z48k/s400/winter+2009-2010+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a sad face. My heart breaks everytime I see this picture, but she is still so cute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431662803040130818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S2Ekioro1wI/AAAAAAAAALs/AfcYcmiv1bc/s400/winter+2009-2010+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks to Kyle this is Whitli's favorite place to sit and play. Kyle will put her in the lid and then pull her around the room. So now when he is gone she turns the lid over and sits in it to play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431662813157707346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S2EkjOX2zlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6DHHPfNiQgM/s400/winter+2009-2010+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And last but not least just a simple, adorable picture of Whitli I took a few days ago. Her hair is getting so long, curly and out of control. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-8149991169241006810?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/8149991169241006810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=8149991169241006810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8149991169241006810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8149991169241006810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2010/01/wicked-virus.html' title='Wicked Virus'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/S2Ekj36mrAI/AAAAAAAAAME/i0kCLJBaIL0/s72-c/winter+2009-2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-6663212867708809089</id><published>2010-01-12T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:35:37.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of The Dark Ages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally we have the Internet again!!! It feels good to back to the blogging world. When we moved to Heber in May we no long had Internet. I couldn't take it any longer so we finally got it again. There is a lot of stuff that I do on the Internet that I took for granted, it feels good to be back from the dark ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because we haven't posted anything new since Easter I will spare you all the boring details and stick to the main events that have happened in our life. I will put them in list form to make it easier for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kyle has made a decision about what med school we are going to....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A.T. Still University. Kirksville, Missouri here we come. Now he still hasn't heard from four school and is wait listed at another so this could possibly change depending on what happens with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ATSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Whitli turned the big 1 year in August. She was one spoiled girl. We had so much fun. It is crazy to think that she is already one, walking, talking and very much keeping us on our toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417436836168420882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/Sy6aGYTvThI/AAAAAAAAALU/EIPpYDHTBDU/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417436840591306850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/Sy6aGoyPMGI/AAAAAAAAALc/be4OWmYHWc8/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. The deer hunt has come and gone but not with out Kyle providing his family with a monstrous two point. We were so proud. Kyle is available for any questions or suggestion on how to obtain such an awesome deer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417436822536588050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/Sy6aFlhqCxI/AAAAAAAAALM/deC61Dq1LII/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. And last but defiantly not least is baby # 2 is on the way. We are due May 13th and are so excited! We have already found out what we are having, drum roll please........ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A BOY&lt;/span&gt;. I can't even wait for our little family to have a new addition. What a joy it will be to have another sweet spirit join us. I can already tell he is one crazy kid. He never stops wiggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Any name suggestions are welcomed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All is well with the Adams's, sorry it has been such a long time but we are alive and will keep you updated on all the big and probably some of the not so big events coming up in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-6663212867708809089?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/6663212867708809089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=6663212867708809089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/6663212867708809089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/6663212867708809089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2009/12/out-of-dark-ages.html' title='Out Of The Dark Ages'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/Sy6aGYTvThI/AAAAAAAAALU/EIPpYDHTBDU/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2919333212263600483</id><published>2009-04-14T18:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:35:06.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; had her first Easter and it went amazing. She woke up and we set her next to her basket. At first she didn't know what to think of it but soon she was digging in. We didn't get her much, just an Easter dress, shoes, tights and a bow. Then Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jerilyn&lt;/span&gt; got her another cute outfit, a little toy and some books. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; liked all of these but the highlight of the her basket of course was the Easter grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324702446760235074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkqfHMEEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aETOXKOs4RY/s400/Easter+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUlXtm6hdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zErV61lO3jI/s1600-h/Easter+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324703223745512914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUlXtm6hdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zErV61lO3jI/s400/Easter+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324702440141460738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkqGdJlQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/h_3x8DKSveI/s400/Easter+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324703224964761490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUlXyJmx5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/oezO3IV178I/s400/Easter+2009+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't really like the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fluffy&lt;/span&gt; dresses so Whit just got a simple one. I thought this dress was so cute though and the bow is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUlXYrzcLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gnjDOrzZI54/s1600-h/Easter+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324703218128875698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUlXYrzcLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gnjDOrzZI54/s400/Easter+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkpyGWM2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lVJT_cBdhUs/s1600-h/Easter+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324702434677109602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkpyGWM2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lVJT_cBdhUs/s400/Easter+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkprjuQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bRNMnJBiDmQ/s1600-h/Easter+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324702432921273314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkprjuQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bRNMnJBiDmQ/s400/Easter+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she getting so big? She turned 8 months old on Easter Sunday. I can't even believe that she is that old already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is finally sleeping a little better. The last couple of nights she only woke up one time, but she has decided now that 6:00 am is her new wake up time. But I am not complaining. Must of the mornings Kyle wakes up with her until he has to leave, while I sleep for a little longer and wake up and get ready for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is such a sweet heart and I love her so much I can't imagine my life with out. What a blessing it is to a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2919333212263600483?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2919333212263600483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2919333212263600483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2919333212263600483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2919333212263600483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-easter.html' title='First Easter'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SeUkqfHMEEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/aETOXKOs4RY/s72-c/Easter+2009+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2655085980232712678</id><published>2009-03-17T21:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:35:45.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma this post is for you!! I thought you would like to see pictures of Kyle, Quinn and Case playing intramural basketball. I am not a very good picture taker so this will have to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpWoXo02I/AAAAAAAAAJs/3Rdq5KFV1Qs/s1600-h/More+Whitli+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314363397811786594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpWoXo02I/AAAAAAAAAJs/3Rdq5KFV1Qs/s400/More+Whitli+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Quinn and Case. (They are the orange team!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpWK3ukYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1sQUTEG5jNQ/s1600-h/More+Whitli+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314363389893316994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpWK3ukYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1sQUTEG5jNQ/s400/More+Whitli+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres Quinn I think they just called a foul on the other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpVpaiBiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/U0drnPKsq6w/s1600-h/More+Whitli+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314363380912490018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpVpaiBiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/U0drnPKsq6w/s400/More+Whitli+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle has the ball and Quinn and Cases backs are towards us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpVSfeIjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1rN01LL7UM0/s1600-h/More+Whitli+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314363374759191090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpVSfeIjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1rN01LL7UM0/s400/More+Whitli+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is of Kyle and Case (I could never get a really good picture of Case, I will try harder at their next game.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2655085980232712678?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2655085980232712678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2655085980232712678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2655085980232712678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2655085980232712678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2009/03/basketball.html' title='Basketball'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/ScBpWoXo02I/AAAAAAAAAJs/3Rdq5KFV1Qs/s72-c/More+Whitli+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-9043695108812163524</id><published>2009-02-04T20:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:47:44.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So these pictures are from over a month ago when our friends the Millers came and visited us. It was fun having them and Whitli just loved Maddi. I think the pics are cute and meant to post them a lot sooner, but here they are anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkURYBOpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4TTrybDRmjU/s1600-h/visit+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158210979117714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkURYBOpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4TTrybDRmjU/s400/visit+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkUT6km2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/hqJ8U5uP5Xk/s1600-h/visit+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299158211660913506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkUT6km2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/hqJ8U5uP5Xk/s400/visit+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkBJMwbWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/U8Yh6zSdY1Q/s1600-h/visit+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299157882366881122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkBJMwbWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/U8Yh6zSdY1Q/s400/visit+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkA-bie_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/wnficyNyFr0/s1600-h/visit+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299157879476091890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkA-bie_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/wnficyNyFr0/s400/visit+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkAWEBYYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8-RWLzhl4z0/s1600-h/visit+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299157868640035202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkAWEBYYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8-RWLzhl4z0/s400/visit+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-9043695108812163524?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/9043695108812163524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=9043695108812163524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/9043695108812163524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/9043695108812163524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SYpkURYBOpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/4TTrybDRmjU/s72-c/visit+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-7376755291273260162</id><published>2009-01-27T13:33:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:51:51.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally An Update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so it has been a while since any updates and I feel awful about it. But it has been a busy couple of months. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kirbi&lt;/span&gt; leaves to go to Chile in about 3 weeks and we had Christmas. Matt and Jordan came in from Virgina so we spent all of the break doing things with Kyle's family. Then school started back up and it seems like we didn't even have a break. It has nice though to be home and back to the somewhat of a routine we had before we left. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; is sleeping a little bit better. Now when we put her down at night, she sleeps for about four hours and then wakes up (except when she was sick and we only got an hour of sleep total that night.) Well here are some pictures. I know that is why everyone looks at the blog anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296075488754106514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wmOLXgJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wAW47YRkUsA/s400/whit+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This picture is what it looked like out our front window Monday morning. (I was glad I didn't have to leave the house that day, I miss Southern Utah.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296074949896032786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wG2xl0hI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7AftwNsXCyI/s400/whit+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt; new Bird-Mobile. It was so thoughtful of Jordan to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; one and she just loves it. It goes perfectly with Whit's bedroom too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb6470cb6299dcc1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb6470cb6299dcc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51F50503F72F16F5BA9F762A8CF34B155BBEF250.71D0057396FD0A47F00AFEA18D81033D70216FDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb6470cb6299dcc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlIGoESR439WKXmyVRgtX21iOgSY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb6470cb6299dcc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51F50503F72F16F5BA9F762A8CF34B155BBEF250.71D0057396FD0A47F00AFEA18D81033D70216FDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb6470cb6299dcc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlIGoESR439WKXmyVRgtX21iOgSY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a Video of her watching her birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296075495809636498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wmodiWJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/oSIM6-sB9uQ/s400/whit+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle gave her troll hair (you can't really tell in the picture but it was pretty funny.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296074951567463922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wG9AF1fI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eeFpBzE8hdQ/s400/whit+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;throwing&lt;/span&gt; a fit. She arches her back and screams at you. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hysterical&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296074946307501234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wGpaBLLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rtEhuwrTpes/s400/whit+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can catch her sucking on her fingers 99% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296074942429663058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wGa9eD1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/_CBeWJVuMgs/s400/whit+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new game I taught her. I go one, two, three and on three she stands up (with just a little help from me) with the biggest grin on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296074931637986018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wFywiIuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/em4usVMt7EE/s400/whit+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always have to show a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Whitli's&lt;/span&gt; beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7460124cf3149fc7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7460124cf3149fc7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72AB062B385E0B2ABE1034366A1FFF190D9D319.1121EDA551BFFD28A037D6CC6004414110BD2315%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7460124cf3149fc7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5N8U0_9sY-8zNda5qcce6s9SMc4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is from a few months ago when she really started talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cc44a781c1a51624" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc44a781c1a51624%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2233302892556731E8FBD30C98D3E440A93DBE85.2F321E2F89CAF683EBE3EF81F2AAA663E9143E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc44a781c1a51624%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_VS1Kv-xFbJJhcruq2ytG6x6HN4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I would give Whitli sips of my water and now she is really good a taking drinks, see for yourselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2521ec5e900f1341" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2521ec5e900f1341%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1AAA31EF13E0B40B835BD34A794949E53AE8B216.67EF64270B8FB6EF93658B2AA0477AA8FD523CF9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2521ec5e900f1341%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCzgDXBZaYlFv7NtZ4G2dl8RtYkk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She now laughs when we play peek-a-boo so I was trying to get her to laugh but she just decided to talk to Kyle instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well I promise that I will be better at updating so all of you that look at this blog can see how fast Whitli is growing. It is amazing and she is such a sweetheart (well at least some of the time now). But we love her so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-7376755291273260162?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2521ec5e900f1341&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7460124cf3149fc7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bb6470cb6299dcc1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cc44a781c1a51624&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/7376755291273260162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=7376755291273260162' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7376755291273260162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/7376755291273260162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-update.html' title='Finally An Update!!'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SX9wmOLXgJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wAW47YRkUsA/s72-c/whit+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-5543904394422733940</id><published>2008-12-05T12:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:38:04.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It is only the fifth and we have all of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; decorations up, I am very proud of ourselves. It took us a few day to get them all up but they are done and we are festive. We don't have a lot of decorations so we have a few non traditional ones that I think you will enjoy (I know Kyle does). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAPj9H8nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2rS0AO_6kuE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276389443279254130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAPj9H8nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2rS0AO_6kuE/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Here are the decorations by the TV. Kyle took the picture and he had to wait for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt; to get over so he could snap the picture with the Jazz playing on TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAPRcHdxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/S15YahXqaqU/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276389438308972306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAPRcHdxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/S15YahXqaqU/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here is one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; non traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decorations&lt;/span&gt;. We are to cheap to go and by a star or angel that we just put the snowmen on top of the tree. We just say it represents our family. The daddy snowman, the mommy snowman and the baby snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAOtGKWZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Pzjov_A0wf4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276389428553210258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAOtGKWZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Pzjov_A0wf4/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Here is our beautiful Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAOQtUVvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FTAywAFXRq4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276389420932814578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAOQtUVvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FTAywAFXRq4/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; hold the candy canes and she put them straight into her mouth (don't worry they had the wrappers on still).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAN7l_nXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZBEOTVwHvRU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276389415264951666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAN7l_nXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZBEOTVwHvRU/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; And last but not least is the deer head (decorated by Kyle). It greets everyone right when you walk through our front door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-5543904394422733940?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/5543904394422733940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=5543904394422733940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5543904394422733940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5543904394422733940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-only-fifth-and-we-have-all-of-our.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STmAPj9H8nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2rS0AO_6kuE/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-8305170449357323422</id><published>2008-12-03T18:19:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:34:53.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Facelift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I finally figured how to personalize the blog. I hope everyone enjoys it (I think it's pretty cute) and make sure before you leave that you listen to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Poa&lt;/span&gt; Buckaroo's Holiday Song (it is so funny).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Anyways here is a video and picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she loves to talk now, you will see. And a big thank you to Leslie for the walker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loves to sit in it (even though we have to fold up the blanket and put it in front of her so she doesn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;slouch&lt;/span&gt; down). I know she will like it for months to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-222c1dbda4e23177" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D222c1dbda4e23177%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78510B5F15DB9983F772185693EDCBDE7860370D.4BAA37776F2AC3F5B7CE2F24A8158A04A3EBB46%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D222c1dbda4e23177%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6vI_Ptit07RpCCzN7HcCQ4T7DWk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D222c1dbda4e23177%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78510B5F15DB9983F772185693EDCBDE7860370D.4BAA37776F2AC3F5B7CE2F24A8158A04A3EBB46%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D222c1dbda4e23177%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6vI_Ptit07RpCCzN7HcCQ4T7DWk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here she is talking non stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766739888745138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STdJ5dDjqrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xTuXX3AJxrA/s320/whit+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;You can see that her hair is kind of growing back up front and her eyes are getting bluer and bluer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766743672096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STdJ5rJlBeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s8eznwBHxS8/s320/whit+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She is starting to move the toys around by herself. It is exciting to see her develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766761679469010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STdJ6uO3udI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZlZVi_6CV2I/s320/whit+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This was right before church two weeks ago .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Also, we were giving Kyle a hair cut yesterday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; started to cry so I took her to feed her and Kyle decided to finish cutting his hair on his own. Well half way through his hair cut the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; on the clippers fell off and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nicked&lt;/span&gt; his hair clear down to the scalp. So we had take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; off and shave the rest of his head. Well half way through that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt; Kyle dropped the clippers and broke them. So half of his head was bald and the other half was left long (he looked like a grandpa). Lucky for me I had the camera on hand and snapped a couple of pictures for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;viewing&lt;/span&gt; pleasure. Well he stayed like that for about an hour while I got ready and went and bought another set to finish off the job. I was laughing so hard, Kyle didn't find it to amusing at first but he had a good laugh afterwards. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766746194023090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STdJ50i2krI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9bet8ffno0g/s320/whit+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275766754282685890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STdJ6SrVxcI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gN4zAriFb2I/s320/whit+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-8305170449357323422?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=222c1dbda4e23177&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/8305170449357323422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=8305170449357323422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8305170449357323422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8305170449357323422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-facelift.html' title='Blog Facelift'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/STdJ5dDjqrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xTuXX3AJxrA/s72-c/whit+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-9175660405058799262</id><published>2008-11-09T22:41:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:33:33.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growin Up So Fast'/><title type='text'>Growin Up So Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I haven't posted anything in a while so there are a lot of pictures (but I thought you would enjoy them mom). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; has finally discovered her hands and now we can't keep them out of her mouth. The other night we had her in the bath tub and I was washing her hands and before I could rinse them off she had them up in her mouth (I'm sure that tasted nice). She is developing so fast it is amazing to watch. I can't believe that three months ago she was just coming into this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;She is still keeping us up at night. I get like zero hours of good rest. Kyle is good to take her from ten to midnight but after that she is all mine. Sometimes I just feel like crying at two o'clock, then three o'clock, then four o'clock... well I think you get the picture. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt; it is late and time for me to get the few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Z's&lt;/span&gt; that I get to get tonight so here's for now. We think she is a pretty cute girl hope you do too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266901331943434290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2y2FKDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wyPQhWHL-Mw/s320/whitli+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here she is doing two of her favorite things: sucking on her hands and watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; with dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2vhLOeI/AAAAAAAAADw/09ixnl8vLzk/s1600-h/whitli+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266901331050445282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2vhLOeI/AAAAAAAAADw/09ixnl8vLzk/s320/whitli+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Here are two of my favorite things: Kyle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't imagine my life without them, I am pretty lucky aren't I.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2eUy-lI/AAAAAAAAADo/6GQ5eyHIhpk/s1600-h/whitli+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266901326435121746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2eUy-lI/AAAAAAAAADo/6GQ5eyHIhpk/s320/whitli+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; This is her cute black and white outfit. I tried to get her to smile and this is the closest that she came to it. Sometimes she is stubborn (wonder who she gets that from).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2JpTAyI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZOD9Gxl92yg/s1600-h/whitli+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266901320883962658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2JpTAyI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZOD9Gxl92yg/s320/whitli+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Isn't she a cutey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK1o6wFfI/AAAAAAAAADY/VyrTEs483bU/s1600-h/whitli+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266901312098801138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK1o6wFfI/AAAAAAAAADY/VyrTEs483bU/s320/whitli+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;She is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fascinated&lt;/span&gt; by the camera she will just sit and stare at it when I am trying to get a smile out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKNLMhgRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H8Gh3wLfWx8/s1600-h/whitli+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900616925511954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKNLMhgRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H8Gh3wLfWx8/s320/whitli+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here she is giving us the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cheesiest&lt;/span&gt; smile she has. This smile is usually followed by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;squeal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKMiWt-GI/AAAAAAAAADI/6x20Pi7G31Y/s1600-h/whitli+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900605962418274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKMiWt-GI/AAAAAAAAADI/6x20Pi7G31Y/s320/whitli+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;She is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;toothless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; and look at those cheeks; we are feeding her very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKMbq8qoI/AAAAAAAAADA/5Clj8SGSaJA/s1600-h/whitli+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900604168219266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKMbq8qoI/AAAAAAAAADA/5Clj8SGSaJA/s320/whitli+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This was one of my favorite outfits of hers that she could only wear for like a week because it got too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKL9fzsnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KeSZuBUpfPE/s1600-h/whitli+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900596068430450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKL9fzsnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KeSZuBUpfPE/s320/whitli+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; I love her cute little bow, it helps hide her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;receding&lt;/span&gt; hair line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKLWAOdEI/AAAAAAAAACw/_5FkuTifn8c/s1600-h/whitli+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900585466983490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfKLWAOdEI/AAAAAAAAACw/_5FkuTifn8c/s320/whitli+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder how she got so cute it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;definantly&lt;/span&gt; wasn't from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8e474fa66749eb9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8e474fa66749eb9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42EE233E1DB9399D21C1EB15682D4288D10C8BAB.5C3C69FEB8528B83934F31FE7AF03C5C19D3DFC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8e474fa66749eb9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPvDlG28r9_PKldUplq_RW4BMjqQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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She did this for thirty minutes non stop. I am afraid once she starts walking I am not going to be able to keep up with her. I call this video "I like to move it move it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-9175660405058799262?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=72181dd50ebf5a44&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a968698a1ec5197d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b8e474fa66749eb9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/9175660405058799262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=9175660405058799262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/9175660405058799262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/9175660405058799262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/11/growin-up-so-fast.html' title='Growin Up So Fast'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRfK2y2FKDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wyPQhWHL-Mw/s72-c/whitli+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2020515080151324220</id><published>2008-10-09T13:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:34:20.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Hey here is a video Kyle got of Whitli smiling. It is so cute!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ee1eab136ea8667" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ee1eab136ea8667%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28D6276B8AB69DBF28ADCAF015BB4E0FBEA929AA.4C91B8EA529BEE587625976CDCD7E236AC70FCAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ee1eab136ea8667%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpJHT3daViN1RyGtUAxBz_rvkhE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ee1eab136ea8667%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331541068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28D6276B8AB69DBF28ADCAF015BB4E0FBEA929AA.4C91B8EA529BEE587625976CDCD7E236AC70FCAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ee1eab136ea8667%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpJHT3daViN1RyGtUAxBz_rvkhE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2020515080151324220?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2ee1eab136ea8667&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2020515080151324220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2020515080151324220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2020515080151324220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2020515080151324220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-here-is-video-kyle-got-of-whitli.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-2986639657304168936</id><published>2008-10-02T09:51:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:35:03.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;On Sunday we blessed Whitli. It was such a great day we had tons of family come and whitli was actually quiet when she was being blessed which was a real shocker since she is never quiet. Kyle gave her the most beautiful blessing I had ever heard (but I am bias).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwvtQgXoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VsRXxJMA6DA/s1600-h/blessing+dress+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252587767814184578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwvtQgXoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VsRXxJMA6DA/s320/blessing+dress+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Here she is being nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwwYHkKSI/AAAAAAAAACA/sWc4juFrPfQ/s1600-h/blessing+dress+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252587779319408930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwwYHkKSI/AAAAAAAAACA/sWc4juFrPfQ/s320/blessing+dress+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and her being not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTww7aOFQI/AAAAAAAAACI/mC0EX4RjkWs/s1600-h/blessing+dress+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252587788792894722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTww7aOFQI/AAAAAAAAACI/mC0EX4RjkWs/s320/blessing+dress+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Her first picture of her smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwxdygvaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3UTV87YaxQs/s1600-h/whitli+lyn+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252587798021586338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwxdygvaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3UTV87YaxQs/s320/whitli+lyn+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;another smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwx2xOniI/AAAAAAAAACY/R53RqpEePHc/s1600-h/whitli+lyn+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252587804727090722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwx2xOniI/AAAAAAAAACY/R53RqpEePHc/s320/whitli+lyn+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;she has the most gorgeous lips i have ever seen &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252589471700418642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTyS4upAFI/AAAAAAAAACg/_JrQrRSzoSI/s320/whitli+lyn+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I really like this one of her peeking out of her blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252589472396303522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTyS7UjXKI/AAAAAAAAACo/HJdJgRpeNfw/s320/whitli+lyn+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-2986639657304168936?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/2986639657304168936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=2986639657304168936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2986639657304168936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/2986639657304168936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SOTwvtQgXoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VsRXxJMA6DA/s72-c/blessing+dress+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-5762128232391197316</id><published>2008-09-10T10:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:35:33.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here are the first pictures of Whitli. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture is her "leave me alone I am trying to poop face."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor girl is so gasy, she just farts all the time and you can tell that it is so hard for her to get them out and even harder when she is trying to poop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfxk1C3fLI/AAAAAAAAABw/oldwEQOEiE8/s1600-h/Whitli+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244425906112920754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfxk1C3fLI/AAAAAAAAABw/oldwEQOEiE8/s320/Whitli+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of my favorites (she is so cute when she is sleeping).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was right when we brought her home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfxUJwtJVI/AAAAAAAAABo/Mi-WiMtdCMA/s1600-h/Whitli+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244425619616114002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfxUJwtJVI/AAAAAAAAABo/Mi-WiMtdCMA/s320/Whitli+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is just minutes after she was born. She was so beat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfw9Bb-EPI/AAAAAAAAABg/4Zh1rdHOvio/s1600-h/Whitli+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244425222244667634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfw9Bb-EPI/AAAAAAAAABg/4Zh1rdHOvio/s320/Whitli+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was just last night when we got her out of the bath. She sure loves bath time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfwvkBbylI/AAAAAAAAABY/XfosvrMddik/s1600-h/Whitli+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244424991010441810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfwvkBbylI/AAAAAAAAABY/XfosvrMddik/s320/Whitli+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-5762128232391197316?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/5762128232391197316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=5762128232391197316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5762128232391197316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/5762128232391197316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/09/whitli.html' title='Whitli'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SMfxk1C3fLI/AAAAAAAAABw/oldwEQOEiE8/s72-c/Whitli+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7881547978987362210.post-8558197296697507510</id><published>2008-08-31T22:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:36:04.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Welcome, I am so excited to finally have this blog set up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; is already getting so big and I don't want any of you missing out on seeing her grow up (since they grow up so fast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Kyle and I had an interesting day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whitli&lt;/span&gt; has been really fussy lately so we trade off calming her down. I think she might have colic so we just hold her and try to sooth her, sometimes it makes for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tiresome&lt;/span&gt; day. Kyle starts school on Tuesday so I hope she wont keep him up all night every night. She seems to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;good nights&lt;/span&gt; and bad nights. Well anyways I just wanted to give you guys a little something to read and we will be posting lots of pictures and stories to keep you updated. In the meantime enjoy this!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7881547978987362210-8558197296697507510?l=theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/feeds/8558197296697507510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7881547978987362210&amp;postID=8558197296697507510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8558197296697507510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7881547978987362210/posts/default/8558197296697507510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadamsfamily06.blogspot.com/2008/08/howdy.html' title='Howdy'/><author><name>Kyle, Chelsi, Whitli and Weston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ruDE2R13ub0/SRtaXuGzqoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nOG2Zf8CaqU/S220/whitli+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
