<?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-8746186781101148667</id><updated>2012-02-13T09:45:22.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Balls?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3145210033037608742</id><published>2012-02-12T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T21:05:40.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rylee update</title><content type='html'>I haven't done a Rylee update in a while so I thought it would write down some stuff I want to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee 8 1/2 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac51aedafbe4c9c4" 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://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac51aedafbe4c9c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347711%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D805321E0B668393BBCB356B1B0195FFD1B942C4A.42C54D111393450AFDEDA7528EF5A9247EA753CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac51aedafbe4c9c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzYvykhdyTLQRBVf1zzSzsaDHH6o&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://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac51aedafbe4c9c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347711%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D805321E0B668393BBCB356B1B0195FFD1B942C4A.42C54D111393450AFDEDA7528EF5A9247EA753CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac51aedafbe4c9c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzYvykhdyTLQRBVf1zzSzsaDHH6o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QZQ8twSByI/TziXmYVIqjI/AAAAAAAACt4/FpR4Tjj1BDU/s1600/P2120384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QZQ8twSByI/TziXmYVIqjI/AAAAAAAACt4/FpR4Tjj1BDU/s320/P2120384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WGEcc5myLR8/TziXxDr3E6I/AAAAAAAACuA/Vy4d4debtzw/s1600/P2120385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WGEcc5myLR8/TziXxDr3E6I/AAAAAAAACuA/Vy4d4debtzw/s320/P2120385.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;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to give kisses. She has to grab your face and with open mouth on your mouth or noise then holds it for at least 10 seconds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now says Uh-oh when she drops something.. or throws something over the edge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has to always be jumping. Now in her hair chair she can scoot it forward because she is jumping around so much&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wiggles so much its hard to hold on to her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves peas. She laughs the whole time she eats them. I guess it's funny to catch it and eat it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Understands sign for more and eat but isn't close to doing them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughs when you bark like a dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves "Down on grandpa's farm" and "Old McDonald" and "Bingo"and "Baby Beluga" when played on youtube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves her puzzle book with farm animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves going on walks at night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not a fan of baby food. She wants to feed herself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eats bananas, yams, green beans, bread, yum yums, peas, anything really&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to drink water hates juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fake laughs to get peoples attention&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has to have everyone look at her&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knows how to make people smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally has hair to put bows in and leaves them in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"talks" like crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Growls at us.. don't know where that came from&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinks Daddy is sooo funny no matter what&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiest when both mom and dad are home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still sleeps through the night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gets slap happy at night and laughs like crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found her toes and will eat them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has to have a diaper in her hands when we change her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves bath time or taking a shower. Washes her own hair. Drinks the water out of her wash cloth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hates getting dressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hates her car seat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will snuggle when tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pushes her lips out and makes angry faces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will imitate any noise we make&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Copied us blowing on hot food and will blow on her food sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HATES Tummy time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still not mobile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now rolls over again when put on tummy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to pull self up but hasn't yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves her magnets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves pulling the books of her shelf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Understands ledges and will scoot to get over or throw something off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she is done eating will pull her food a part into small pieces and throw it off her high chair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves cords and yarn balls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has 2 bottom teeth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shakes her head all the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to pull stuff out of the diaper bag or toy box&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just started putting things back into bag or box&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretty much happy all the time. Only cries when tired and thirsty&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;We LOVE being Rylee's parents. We had one night where we think her ear hurt. She wouldn't lay down at all and kept touching her ear. I fed her and fell asleep around 10-12 with BJ playing with her. Woke up to her crying and I tried putting her to sleep but she was not happy. We gave her some meds but she just wanted to snuggle. I walked around the house (SOO happy to have a house I can walk around in!) for an hour. I passed her off to BJ to sit down for a minute but she just wanted me. I sent BJ to bed at 2 turned on Beauty and the Beast. She isn't into TV but loves music now. She fell asleep snuggling me so I slept in my rocking chair. She woke up crying every 45 minutes and I would walk around with her until she fell back asleep. She woke up around 6 happy and wide awake. I woke up BJ and passed her off and fell asleep until 9:30. I woke &amp;nbsp;up to them asleep in the rocking chair. It was a long night but not that bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love watching her learn new things and we laugh all day long at funny things she does. She is such a ham these days and always fun to be around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3145210033037608742?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3145210033037608742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3145210033037608742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3145210033037608742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3145210033037608742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2012/02/rylee-update.html' title='Rylee update'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6QZQ8twSByI/TziXmYVIqjI/AAAAAAAACt4/FpR4Tjj1BDU/s72-c/P2120384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-8635039315630912843</id><published>2012-02-12T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T12:29:26.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk3R27wLLQY/TzggCN3MPBI/AAAAAAAACtg/CKjky5u3Q9c/s1600/P1250372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk3R27wLLQY/TzggCN3MPBI/AAAAAAAACtg/CKjky5u3Q9c/s320/P1250372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sanded down my table. That took a long time. I did it all by hand.&amp;nbsp;&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/-5iu3Eo5meYU/TzggK7ENCrI/AAAAAAAACto/TJ280mneEb8/s1600/P2050378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iu3Eo5meYU/TzggK7ENCrI/AAAAAAAACto/TJ280mneEb8/s320/P2050378.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think it turned out good. I didn't take a close up of the table because it isn't done yet. My sister Kim said to try stain to make it the color I want. We haven't found the right stain yet. Hopefully our next trip into IF I will be able to finish it. I think it is fun having a bright spot in my dining room. I love how my chair turned out too.&amp;nbsp;&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/-PqaUBCPJfQo/TzggSAXYbnI/AAAAAAAACtw/cbkmAehgvYQ/s1600/P2050380-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqaUBCPJfQo/TzggSAXYbnI/AAAAAAAACtw/cbkmAehgvYQ/s320/P2050380-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is where I got my idea from. My sister Kim sent me the Ball picture for Christmas. I loved the color of it so thats why I painted my table blue. My mom also gave me a blue tinted Ball jar for my wedding that I have always loved. I love my dining room. Now I just need to do something with the rest of the place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-8635039315630912843?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8635039315630912843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=8635039315630912843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8635039315630912843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8635039315630912843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2012/02/project-table.html' title='Project Table'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk3R27wLLQY/TzggCN3MPBI/AAAAAAAACtg/CKjky5u3Q9c/s72-c/P1250372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3190921281967122230</id><published>2012-02-01T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:47:32.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bas2IUs0Vpw/TyoUzv53hiI/AAAAAAAACr4/TAKhgLidP0o/s1600/P1210360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bas2IUs0Vpw/TyoUzv53hiI/AAAAAAAACr4/TAKhgLidP0o/s320/P1210360.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our living room is HUGE! It is about the size of my old living room, dining room, and kitchen put together!!! I love the fireplace, which we can't use for some reason, and built ins. The heat comes from the ceiling. I guess there are a bunch of coils that heat up and send it down into the room. It feels like the sun shining down on you. I just hope it doesn't cost too much to use!&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/--0JqI07NWXg/TyoU5oRhbwI/AAAAAAAACsA/miadTBn_GMA/s1600/P1210361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0JqI07NWXg/TyoU5oRhbwI/AAAAAAAACsA/miadTBn_GMA/s320/P1210361.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our stuff looks so tiny in this huge room! I also found drapes at the thrift store for my big window. The table is not in this room we were just moving stuff around.&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/-DSL_BmfFAMQ/TyoU-q2U1jI/AAAAAAAACsI/63gy3-Gydzc/s1600/P1210362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSL_BmfFAMQ/TyoU-q2U1jI/AAAAAAAACsI/63gy3-Gydzc/s320/P1210362.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our dining room. I love how big it is! The built in china cabinet is awesome! I got a ton of white serving dishes when we got married so now I can display them! We also put our desk in this room. Its nice to have a place for the printer now.&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/-D1nEMSu-fXU/TyoVD_Y0hwI/AAAAAAAACsQ/PU2t7w0autU/s1600/P1210363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1nEMSu-fXU/TyoVD_Y0hwI/AAAAAAAACsQ/PU2t7w0autU/s320/P1210363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My kitchen is already amazing! It didn't have a dishwasher so we sold our old snow tires and got a portable one. Its nice because I can push it off to the side and fill it up then bring it to the sink and turn it on. It also acts like an island for extra space when cooking.&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/-2myp2g8VpMA/TyoVIphh-9I/AAAAAAAACsY/cJJydGkeAmk/s1600/P1210364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2myp2g8VpMA/TyoVIphh-9I/AAAAAAAACsY/cJJydGkeAmk/s320/P1210364.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is 3rd bedroom space. It doesn't have a heater so we just use it as our storage/ pantry room. I'm going to set up my sewing machine in here too.&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/-KnGyKw1YOu0/TyoVNf1ZNnI/AAAAAAAACsg/WWzNa4PM5BQ/s1600/P1210365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KnGyKw1YOu0/TyoVNf1ZNnI/AAAAAAAACsg/WWzNa4PM5BQ/s320/P1210365.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The laundry room is shared and downstairs but it is large and nice to have.&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/-0kmxEF2q0uo/TyoVTye5ejI/AAAAAAAACso/j-Udg9nuMLY/s1600/P1210366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kmxEF2q0uo/TyoVTye5ejI/AAAAAAAACso/j-Udg9nuMLY/s320/P1210366.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The backyard isn't fenced but there is a ton of space. We are hoping the lady lets us put in a garden this spring.&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/-U4gb_tJUw8M/TyoVY69U2NI/AAAAAAAACsw/1CKDQJcGZT0/s1600/P1210367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4gb_tJUw8M/TyoVY69U2NI/AAAAAAAACsw/1CKDQJcGZT0/s320/P1210367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have my linen closet! Our room is about the same size as our last place but Rylee's room is bigger. We finally tracked down 2 dressers to use. Why do they have to cost so much?!? Thankfully we found great deals at D.I. and other thrift stores.&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/-Le5vbDHnJWw/TyoVfzgwQBI/AAAAAAAACs4/v3y7aeyYrSI/s1600/P1210368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Le5vbDHnJWw/TyoVfzgwQBI/AAAAAAAACs4/v3y7aeyYrSI/s320/P1210368.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tub is bigger than the last place and has cool little shelves too.&amp;nbsp;&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/-40uok7Qouh0/TyoVkkJJCDI/AAAAAAAACtA/kj5KJ_gIRaM/s1600/P1250369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-40uok7Qouh0/TyoVkkJJCDI/AAAAAAAACtA/kj5KJ_gIRaM/s320/P1250369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found these gems at the thrift store. I'm painting my table blue so these will be perfect to add some color to my china cabinet! $5 for a set of 6. You can't go wrong with that!&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/-QRq90u95ev0/TyoVppAbvmI/AAAAAAAACtI/mFExHp8jbYI/s1600/P1250370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRq90u95ev0/TyoVppAbvmI/AAAAAAAACtI/mFExHp8jbYI/s320/P1250370.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We bought new chairs because we broke 2 of our chairs that go with the table. I&amp;nbsp;upholstered&amp;nbsp;the seats to match my table.&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/-MhWLbT48Hy8/TyoVu7mHnrI/AAAAAAAACtQ/DS7kgGX9wos/s1600/P1250371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhWLbT48Hy8/TyoVu7mHnrI/AAAAAAAACtQ/DS7kgGX9wos/s320/P1250371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ found this fabric and I was so excited. It reminds me of things I see on HGTV.&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/-7IbnbGKn-J4/TyoVzcVJ7BI/AAAAAAAACtY/ZGjBhIDg1Os/s1600/P1250372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7IbnbGKn-J4/TyoVzcVJ7BI/AAAAAAAACtY/ZGjBhIDg1Os/s320/P1250372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the process of sanding and painting. So far the blue I picked is brighter than I wanted so I'm trying to find ways to mute it a little. I still think it will be an awesome pop of color though.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All in all we love this new place. Rylee adjusted really quick. She loves that she can play with her toys in the living room and still see me in the kitchen and vise versa. We have already had our neighbors come visit us too. An older lady lives under us in the basement and she is kind of crazy but we rarely see her. Unless of course we park on her side. She will come tell us to move every single time. If you want our new address let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3190921281967122230?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3190921281967122230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3190921281967122230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3190921281967122230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3190921281967122230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-place.html' title='New place'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bas2IUs0Vpw/TyoUzv53hiI/AAAAAAAACr4/TAKhgLidP0o/s72-c/P1210360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3582505615641751666</id><published>2012-01-22T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:04:31.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER BOWL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.questfor31.com/images/New-York-Giants-Logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://www.questfor31.com/images/New-York-Giants-Logo.gif" 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;Giants going to the super bowl! YEAH BOY!&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://media.nj.com/giants_impact/photo/9533609-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media.nj.com/giants_impact/photo/9533609-large.jpg" width="265" /&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;prince amukamara #20 DB&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;I still say he owes me for all those ankles I taped, all the ice bags I made, all the heat packs, filling all those water bottles.&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;Way to make Apollo High School proud!&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;Super bowl party here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3582505615641751666?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3582505615641751666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3582505615641751666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3582505615641751666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3582505615641751666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2012/01/super-bowl.html' title='SUPER BOWL'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4242418783648052268</id><published>2012-01-10T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:02:03.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In my Child 310 class we were asked why we picked Early Childhood Development as our major. I thought about it and at first I thought, " Well I like kids. I do well with kids. That's why!" Then I had to dig deeper and I wondered why I did choose to learn about children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that the real reason I wanted a&amp;nbsp;bachelors&amp;nbsp;in &amp;nbsp;this major was because I feel that children deserve the best. If we can enrich their lives early on then we can help them to become more successful and&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;more later in life. We need to give them the best foundation possible. Everyone knows how to play with children but not everyone knows what milestones they should reach when and why and what to do if they don't or how to disciple in the best way. There is no set right way how to raise a child but there is a for sure set way on how to NOT raise a child. I want to help children be able to grow up in happy non abuses homes. It's not enough to just raise my children that way. I want to help my community as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Idaho has a great program called Parents as Teachers. When you have a child they ask if you want to sign up for it. I did and love it! What is it you ask?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parentsasteachers.org/about/what-we-do"&gt;http://www.parentsasteachers.org/about/what-we-do&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a website that explains it better. Mostly you get home visits each month and someone will bring information on the age of the child to help you better connect, raise, and play with your child.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that they were doing training here in Rexburg for the first time in 8 years and I could do it as an internship! I get trained in Feburary then I will get 5 families that just had a baby and I get to take information to them each month and help them give their child the best resources that they might not have been able to give them otherwise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited.This is the reason I am still in school. I'm kind of over the whole nursing thing. Mostly because I HATE being away from Rylee the 5 hours I am at school. BJ has been a great help but for some reasons Dad's just aren't as good at the Mom job. He is great with Rylee but can't seem to figure out the whole keeping up with the house part too. I told him since we are both in school and working we needed to split the house work too. He agreed but I still seem to stay up doing everything. I think its funny listening to him say how hard it was to make phone calls with Rylee yelling at him. I think its good that he gets to see why I have been struggling figuring out how to do stuff. He gets it now. I just chuckle when I come home and do the dishes he said he was going to do 2 days ago. At least he will never be the husband that asks what I've done all day =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4242418783648052268?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4242418783648052268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4242418783648052268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4242418783648052268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4242418783648052268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2012/01/internship.html' title='Internship'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-7828627689147175277</id><published>2012-01-02T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:32:09.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>This is the first semester in my entire life that I have not wanted to start school. It makes me sad but then I do homework at night and realize that it's ok to be over the whole school thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will finish even if in my head I am already done. It has taken me sooooo long to do school. Its my fault for moving around so much but goodness I didn't realize how much it would take out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day of cleaning and taking care of BJ and Rylee I really don't want to spend hours on the computer doing homework. I want to read my book and do nothing. Tis not so anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spottybanana.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/eragon.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://spottybanana.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/eragon.png" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I started reread the whole&amp;nbsp;Inheritance&amp;nbsp;Cycle&amp;nbsp;again. The 4th book was released in November and my brother in law Matt had the whole collection so I figured I'd read it over Christmas break. Since it has been a year or so since I read the other 3 I re read them and sadly I realized I can't read like I used too. I can sit and read an entire book with only food and pee breaks. It took me 2 weeks to read 3 books. It never takes me that long. Now I am on the 4th book which is the one I haven't read and school has started. I'm sad it will take me all semester to read it. I've never had to read a book so slowly before. I hope I don't lose interest in it. The only reason I read Eragon was because everyone said it only had 3 books and I wanted a quick read at the time. Since I hate books that aren't in series it was perfect. I got to the end of the 3rd book and realized there was going to be another and &amp;nbsp;I was mad. Now that it is out it is going to take forever to get through it. Oh well maybe this will help me learn to read a book in more then 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend the series if you like magic and olden days with elves and such. I'm not a huge fan like Lord of the Rings but these books are fun because its about a kid learning to be an adult so quickly and learning about the world. I like them even if I skip whole paragraphs at a time because I don't care what the sunset looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I also am doing an internship this semester too. I need to make sure I still can. BJ dropped some classes so that he can help take care of Rylee and milk cows too. Plus he didn't get good grades last semester so we figured it would be best to go slowly and get good grades then fast and get bad grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope we make it through until April!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-7828627689147175277?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/7828627689147175277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=7828627689147175277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/7828627689147175277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/7828627689147175277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2012/01/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2512525780565816499</id><published>2011-12-30T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:23:24.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kTHaGWd7Ho/Tv40pYCk9cI/AAAAAAAACqc/8KBdtPCZuEk/s1600/P1010345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kTHaGWd7Ho/Tv40pYCk9cI/AAAAAAAACqc/8KBdtPCZuEk/s320/P1010345.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee's Christmas dress was from her cousin Lili. We went through her old clothes and found this. I'm glad Lili was the first grandbaby and that Kim kept all her clothes so Rylee can have cute stuff.&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/-Bz-L3D6Dwf4/Tv40qNmrcOI/AAAAAAAACqk/kFIRADpIbgA/s1600/P1010353+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz-L3D6Dwf4/Tv40qNmrcOI/AAAAAAAACqk/kFIRADpIbgA/s320/P1010353+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is such a ham these days. Sticking her tongue is normal around here.&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/-IjUQeY-GwCg/Tv40rEvQMaI/AAAAAAAACqs/fiLXfGYTGjQ/s1600/P1010356+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjUQeY-GwCg/Tv40rEvQMaI/AAAAAAAACqs/fiLXfGYTGjQ/s320/P1010356+-+Copy.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-sbdwX9Dy9r8/Tv40twcdJaI/AAAAAAAACq8/Hk526niCqsE/s1600/PB290287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sbdwX9Dy9r8/Tv40twcdJaI/AAAAAAAACq8/Hk526niCqsE/s320/PB290287.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ had Rylee help him decorate the tree. She loved it!&amp;nbsp;&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/-FUPp31h1GG8/Tv40v3g3K3I/AAAAAAAACrE/o5H6pIWME64/s1600/PB290289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FUPp31h1GG8/Tv40v3g3K3I/AAAAAAAACrE/o5H6pIWME64/s320/PB290289.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She played with &amp;nbsp;tree almost everyday. She broke one of the ornaments by accident but that was my fault since I have her a wooden one to play with and it flew out of her hand on accident.&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/-nQNZFadX7d8/Tv40x8PeISI/AAAAAAAACrM/KLLEQStREoo/s1600/PC240310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nQNZFadX7d8/Tv40x8PeISI/AAAAAAAACrM/KLLEQStREoo/s320/PC240310.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve we went sledding. She didn't mind as long as someone was pulling her while the other sled down the hill. We had a lot of fun. There was hardly any snow but it was perfect for sledding. We then rented Cars 2 and Super 8 to watch that night.&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/-qg1dFa-1p6w/Tv40zl6XEXI/AAAAAAAACrU/ER3NnE3wQSE/s1600/PC250316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qg1dFa-1p6w/Tv40zl6XEXI/AAAAAAAACrU/ER3NnE3wQSE/s320/PC250316.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas morning was fun. Rylee loves grabbing everything so we just put her gift in front of her and she grabbed it and once we got it open she played with each thing before she opened the next gift. She loved the boxes too. I love how she learns so quickly. Kerri sent her a train that you push a button and balls go around inside. It took her less than a day to figure out how to push the button to make the balls go around. At first they went to fast for her to grab but she figured out all she had to do was push it over and they would roll out. I love watching her play with it.&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/-m-In7UjZw3A/Tv43WI98fII/AAAAAAAACro/JUNZj_SUemg/s1600/PC010294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-In7UjZw3A/Tv43WI98fII/AAAAAAAACro/JUNZj_SUemg/s320/PC010294.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had fun opening presents from our family. BJ got his gift early which was shot gun and .22 bullets. I got my steam mop and have been loving it! Aunt Marsha gave us money for an exersaucer and with some money we got from my parents we went for the jumping one. She loves to jump and she figured out how to turn around and play with each toy. Whenever she jumps it plays music. She loves it!&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;For Christmas Eve we wanted hamburgers so we went and got a camping grill. We made Cheeseburgers on &amp;nbsp;ciabatta bread with Henry Whinehart Rootbeer. I'm pretty sure we will do this every year!!!&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;Christmas day we went to Church which was amazing! We had our own concert with french horns, violins, cello, oboes, piano, with amazing singers. I was so impressed! We came home and had&amp;nbsp;lasagna with Matt and Camelle (who by the way are having a girl!!!!! and Marie is having a boy and and girl!). We had a lot of fun and enjoyed our time as a family. We hope we can make it down to Phoenix next year since we wont get to be there this summer.&amp;nbsp;&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/-tqS2fre_GTI/Tv400EWSUfI/AAAAAAAACrc/x-_BGXcsi40/s1600/PC250336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqS2fre_GTI/Tv400EWSUfI/AAAAAAAACrc/x-_BGXcsi40/s320/PC250336.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to take pictures out in the snow but there wasn't really very much. It hasn't snowed in awhile and right now there is non to be found at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2512525780565816499?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2512525780565816499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2512525780565816499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2512525780565816499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2512525780565816499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kTHaGWd7Ho/Tv40pYCk9cI/AAAAAAAACqc/8KBdtPCZuEk/s72-c/P1010345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2187465461905928004</id><published>2011-12-09T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:07:57.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWoIUnJqKVk/TuJlv5tYCwI/AAAAAAAACqQ/5BQ3WV8rr34/s1600/biggestwinner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWoIUnJqKVk/TuJlv5tYCwI/AAAAAAAACqQ/5BQ3WV8rr34/s320/biggestwinner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chase (Trainer), Natalia, Mary, Me, Elizabeth, Angela (Trainer) not pictured Hannah&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;The Biggest Winner team that WON!&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;After a semester of working out and having many ups and downs I lost 10 pounds. Everyone asked me if I felt stronger and better during my work outs and all I could say was no. I guess the program was different for me. Most of the people have taken a life time of not working out and being unhealthy that this program changed their life. Me, I just had 9 months of growing a baby and am not close to being back to my active healthy lifestyle. This program was a great jump start but it didn't change my life. I wish I would have realized this half way through. I had many many many complaints about the program and ways it wasn't working for me. After the closing ceremony and listening to a girl go on and on about finally getting healthy and feeling good about herself for the first time, I realized oh that was the point of this. For example, she was over the moon excited that she could run a mile in 11 minutes and I was super depressed that I ran my 5k with 10 minute miles. The point of this program wasn't shed as many pounds as you can and work out as hard as you can. It was learning to be happy with your body and to see that you can do hard things. Even though I was far above everyone in the workout sense and wished for better work outs and more weight lose, I had a good time.&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;Our team some how won the whole thing. Mary, my teammate, also lost 22 pounds and 3% body fat! We got a backpack, a single serve blender, and a water bottle. I gave mine to Chase my trainer since they were one short. But I did get a shirt and that is by far better than anything. I love getting shirts!!&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;Overall I made great friends and I'm working on getting back to pre pregnant Krystal. I'm getting there and it is fun to see results!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2187465461905928004?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2187465461905928004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2187465461905928004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2187465461905928004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2187465461905928004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/12/biggest-winner.html' title='Biggest Winner'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWoIUnJqKVk/TuJlv5tYCwI/AAAAAAAACqQ/5BQ3WV8rr34/s72-c/biggestwinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1039897062048048654</id><published>2011-12-01T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:42:40.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr11wZDKGFg/Tthinr0AhlI/AAAAAAAACpQ/zSyYEVwBqvk/s1600/PB250255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr11wZDKGFg/Tthinr0AhlI/AAAAAAAACpQ/zSyYEVwBqvk/s320/PB250255.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee loved her uncle "cookie" (garrett tried to get me to name her cookie and when i didn't he became her uncle cookie. My sister kim has her kids call him bubba and kerri has her kids call him nacho. It confusing but he loves it)&amp;nbsp;&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/-HwhvPV4vGe4/TthiqPayBFI/AAAAAAAACpY/yFMJRfeiZvI/s1600/PB250256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwhvPV4vGe4/TthiqPayBFI/AAAAAAAACpY/yFMJRfeiZvI/s320/PB250256.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica's boyfriend justin joined us this year.&amp;nbsp;&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/-s73gwzgNBRg/Tthis2G5csI/AAAAAAAACpg/nbtvP5wSu0o/s1600/PB250257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s73gwzgNBRg/Tthis2G5csI/AAAAAAAACpg/nbtvP5wSu0o/s320/PB250257.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/-3T1h3LThl50/Tthivu0GyFI/AAAAAAAACpo/Ben0aGI73fs/s1600/PB250258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3T1h3LThl50/Tthivu0GyFI/AAAAAAAACpo/Ben0aGI73fs/s320/PB250258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite part is when we go around and say what we are thankful for. It always starts out funny then gets cheesy then really touching. I love it! I look forward to it every year. This year we did it a day late so BJ and I could join them and it wasn't our normal game filled pool diving day. I liked it though. We all were together and enjoying our time but didn't have the pressure to make it THANKGIVING cuz it wasn't but was for us.&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/-74nY92ke5aE/Tthiy827quI/AAAAAAAACpw/xIgPhuLp9sE/s1600/PB250259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74nY92ke5aE/Tthiy827quI/AAAAAAAACpw/xIgPhuLp9sE/s320/PB250259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course we sang happy birthday to Garrett and ate chocolate cake.&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/-B58-EdjArNc/Tthi1QlgS0I/AAAAAAAACp4/M3Rlq4wCzXE/s1600/PB250260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B58-EdjArNc/Tthi1QlgS0I/AAAAAAAACp4/M3Rlq4wCzXE/s320/PB250260.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/-HU5Ih_gRqFQ/Tthi4AYXToI/AAAAAAAACqA/yJZc7aaFZyM/s1600/PB250261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HU5Ih_gRqFQ/Tthi4AYXToI/AAAAAAAACqA/yJZc7aaFZyM/s320/PB250261.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/-0KUTrXLTQaw/Tthi7V6NyyI/AAAAAAAACqI/nPHRwco8U1M/s1600/PB250262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KUTrXLTQaw/Tthi7V6NyyI/AAAAAAAACqI/nPHRwco8U1M/s320/PB250262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year we went Black Friday shopping. BJ got money to buy new jeans and he had some left over money so of course the princess got a toy with it. Grandma had some blocks and Rylee loved pushing them over so we got her some blocks to play with.&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;Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday with family. Well other than the 4th of July. I'm thankful I have amazing family who love us and we always have fun.&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;I am also thankful for my little family. I am super blessed to have my husband and daughter and couldn't ask for a better family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1039897062048048654?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1039897062048048654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1039897062048048654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1039897062048048654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1039897062048048654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr11wZDKGFg/Tthinr0AhlI/AAAAAAAACpQ/zSyYEVwBqvk/s72-c/PB250255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-864794827445100939</id><published>2011-11-23T17:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T17:28:40.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balls family reunion day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-BneAq1jpE/Ts2bbyOWX2I/AAAAAAAACoI/iw3zGZv4Ftg/s1600/PB220178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-BneAq1jpE/Ts2bbyOWX2I/AAAAAAAACoI/iw3zGZv4Ftg/s320/PB220178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a family birthday party for BJ, Rachel, and Caleb. Rylee got her first taste of cousin time! She got pushed over for the first time and cried. I thought it was awesome! It is baby boom time in the Balls family. I love it!&amp;nbsp;&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/-UiK-C1iszag/Ts2bdSdxr7I/AAAAAAAACoQ/KbqoWKdJrUc/s1600/PB230180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiK-C1iszag/Ts2bdSdxr7I/AAAAAAAACoQ/KbqoWKdJrUc/s320/PB230180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Balls family reunion started today. A couple of families made it and we were getting the rules told to us. As i looked around the room and told BJ that this wasn't even close to the number that was going to be there ( close to 70) and it probably was more then my entire family including both sides. This is just one side and not everyone (even close) is going to make it. I love that I married into a large family. I had no idea what it was like. My family is super tiny compared to his. I got to experience the Quigely side last summer now the Balls. I only know about .25% of their names but it is so much fun!&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/-xOzEATq6t0M/Ts2be7HYdrI/AAAAAAAACoY/A-Y5MphiyYE/s1600/PB230184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xOzEATq6t0M/Ts2be7HYdrI/AAAAAAAACoY/A-Y5MphiyYE/s320/PB230184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin time&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/-FaPMDr2hidE/Ts2bghe8o2I/AAAAAAAACog/MqlyhVsbBYg/s1600/PB230185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FaPMDr2hidE/Ts2bghe8o2I/AAAAAAAACog/MqlyhVsbBYg/s320/PB230185.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Livvy is 1 month older than rylee. She crawls Rylee sits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-5dN-J-Ns23I/Ts2biKczlDI/AAAAAAAACoo/DNYRxEY-W08/s1600/PB230186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dN-J-Ns23I/Ts2biKczlDI/AAAAAAAACoo/DNYRxEY-W08/s320/PB230186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee tried getting on her terms. She wasn't impressed&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/-Wn3iVUXMvqI/Ts2bjmYasKI/AAAAAAAACow/LTWks7I61rU/s1600/PB230187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn3iVUXMvqI/Ts2bjmYasKI/AAAAAAAACow/LTWks7I61rU/s320/PB230187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They love looking at each other and talking. It makes me so happy that she has a cousin her age! Plus many more close to her&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/-CHHt_xZzY7c/Ts2blrUNzXI/AAAAAAAACo4/fhc9CPmuj38/s1600/PB230188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHHt_xZzY7c/Ts2blrUNzXI/AAAAAAAACo4/fhc9CPmuj38/s320/PB230188.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had Josh ( a second cousin) get his mission call so we all gathered to open it.&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/-4KkpmmeRTN8/Ts2bniWtm5I/AAAAAAAACpA/adukX7-xdps/s1600/PB230190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KkpmmeRTN8/Ts2bniWtm5I/AAAAAAAACpA/adukX7-xdps/s320/PB230190.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/--nEXubaY4Zw/Ts2bp_ZXFDI/AAAAAAAACpI/PshjkH6z6hA/s1600/PB230193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nEXubaY4Zw/Ts2bp_ZXFDI/AAAAAAAACpI/PshjkH6z6hA/s320/PB230193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He just read&amp;nbsp;Pennsylvania. He wasn't very excited until he read he was leaving Jan 18 then they all broke and looked up everything about PA! It was so fun to be apart of this! My favorite quote from the newest missionary, " I was&amp;nbsp;starving&amp;nbsp;but now I can't eat!!!!"&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;Day 1 down 2 more to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-864794827445100939?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/864794827445100939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=864794827445100939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/864794827445100939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/864794827445100939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='Balls family reunion day 1'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-BneAq1jpE/Ts2bbyOWX2I/AAAAAAAACoI/iw3zGZv4Ftg/s72-c/PB220178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-5852410247266893261</id><published>2011-11-23T17:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T17:16:34.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prescott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUcf_PSioL8/Ts2aV9G3fII/AAAAAAAACno/VdZ5zczqv4k/s1600/PB190142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUcf_PSioL8/Ts2aV9G3fII/AAAAAAAACno/VdZ5zczqv4k/s320/PB190142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First time in a high chair and she loved it!!&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/-nirIX3ThMt0/Ts2aXSzBzyI/AAAAAAAACnw/HFhzklotwaA/s1600/PB210169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nirIX3ThMt0/Ts2aXSzBzyI/AAAAAAAACnw/HFhzklotwaA/s320/PB210169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you from my head to the tips of my toes!&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;br /&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/-mgagheAZZCM/Ts2aY6ZvxrI/AAAAAAAACn4/VR0VHedVcNQ/s1600/PB210176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mgagheAZZCM/Ts2aY6ZvxrI/AAAAAAAACn4/VR0VHedVcNQ/s320/PB210176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loved playing with Grandma and Grandpa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I went to get a picture with grandma Rylee threw up on grandma's face. i was laughing to hard to get the picture. We love you grandma!&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/-Nxyj6dBKouY/Ts2aah5pxjI/AAAAAAAACoA/eJpDRxPD3AU/s1600/PB220177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxyj6dBKouY/Ts2aah5pxjI/AAAAAAAACoA/eJpDRxPD3AU/s320/PB220177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We met up with the Listers at the mall and Rylee snuggled up to uncle kevin. She was in heaven while in his arms. Too cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-5852410247266893261?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5852410247266893261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=5852410247266893261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5852410247266893261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5852410247266893261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/prescott.html' title='Prescott'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUcf_PSioL8/Ts2aV9G3fII/AAAAAAAACno/VdZ5zczqv4k/s72-c/PB190142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-8506661484844759717</id><published>2011-11-23T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T17:12:42.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tO70dAqsG5s/Ts2Zr6y-CGI/AAAAAAAACng/E0wwNPHuJNM/s1600/PB230179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tO70dAqsG5s/Ts2Zr6y-CGI/AAAAAAAACng/E0wwNPHuJNM/s320/PB230179.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;Today Rylee is 6 months old.&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;I love this face!&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;I let her have the time of her life with her banana. She pretty much ate the entire thing and sat in her high chair for a good hour. I love watching her do new things!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-8506661484844759717?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8506661484844759717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=8506661484844759717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8506661484844759717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8506661484844759717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/6-month-birthday.html' title='6 month birthday'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tO70dAqsG5s/Ts2Zr6y-CGI/AAAAAAAACng/E0wwNPHuJNM/s72-c/PB230179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4029287664024889752</id><published>2011-11-21T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:59:26.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMi-4tdJCt4/TsqQrGsX1AI/AAAAAAAACnY/D0BJG4S4qeQ/s1600/PB210159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMi-4tdJCt4/TsqQrGsX1AI/AAAAAAAACnY/D0BJG4S4qeQ/s320/PB210159.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;Happy 25th Birthday to the greatest Daddy a girl could ever ask for!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4029287664024889752?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4029287664024889752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4029287664024889752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4029287664024889752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4029287664024889752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMi-4tdJCt4/TsqQrGsX1AI/AAAAAAAACnY/D0BJG4S4qeQ/s72-c/PB210159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3954247955277389410</id><published>2011-11-15T22:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:38:47.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>Next week my not so little baby turns 6 months old! I for one love watching her grow up and seeing all the new stuff she can do each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a recent picture to post but my camera is dead and has been dead for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are coming down to AZ next week for thanksgiving so my camera will be up and running again so I can take lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee is so much fun! She has mastered sitting up by herself which makes my life so much easier! I don't want this phase to end!! Sacrament is now super easy! First time I have taken it without having a very sad baby and wishing it would go faster. She just sits on the floors and plays. SO NICE! I also get to sleep longer in the mornings. I bring her to our bed and sit her with a toy between me and BJ and she will play for a good 30 minutes while we sleep. I also can do both my hair and make-up while she plays with a toy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has developed a whinny noise now. I try not to tend to her when she makes it so I'm hoping it passes real soon. It drives me nuts! She also has a little cough but she like the sound so she fake coughs 3-5 times after a real cough. I never know which one is real or fake unless I see her smiling while she coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now getting clingy to me. (its a secret but I really do love it!!!) She spends a hour or so with her daddy every night so I can go work out and is always super happy when I come home. If she could have it her way both of us would be home all day with her. She is way happier when we are both home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee now loves the mirror. At first the mirror scared her and she would always cry when we put her in front of it. Now I have brought my mirror downstairs and she makes it goobery every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aci_I2vX41c/TsNWnWrTDLI/AAAAAAAACnA/nHPUuPbjtA0/s1600/Photo064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aci_I2vX41c/TsNWnWrTDLI/AAAAAAAACnA/nHPUuPbjtA0/s320/Photo064.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/-bUML0m3asrc/TsNWnhErT3I/AAAAAAAACnI/OoQZzJWwKcE/s1600/Photo066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUML0m3asrc/TsNWnhErT3I/AAAAAAAACnI/OoQZzJWwKcE/s320/Photo066.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSrJYMbzXU/TsNWn9bjkHI/AAAAAAAACnQ/s7B4GYfDtDM/s1600/Photo067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSrJYMbzXU/TsNWn9bjkHI/AAAAAAAACnQ/s7B4GYfDtDM/s320/Photo067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Rylee learned how to give kisses! It melts my heart!!! She now gives herself kisses and daddy. I'm not so much a fan of how wet they are so I just stick to kissing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has mastered the Johnny Jumper. She gets some good air in it too. She loves it but not for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now hates her car seat. I use food and her juice cup to get her into the car without too much crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still loves food. Bananas are great. She loves butternut squish. I made a ton and froze it and she is already two bags into my stash. She likes applesauce so her and daddy eat it together (YUCK!). Yum-Yum rice rusks are still a &amp;nbsp;big hit. She will grab anything off my place and eat it if I let her. She sucked on broccoli today and loved it. She likes baby oatmeal I'm just not great at always making it. Apple juice in her training sippy cup is always a hit as well as prune juice. Ritz crackers are favs but we are thinking those cause&amp;nbsp;constipation&amp;nbsp;so we are stopping them. She like the rod&amp;nbsp;pretzels&amp;nbsp;and bread. She hates when she gets a big chunk and I have to fish it out of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still isn't interested in being on her tummy but she doesn't mind being on her back if she has a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still my happy&amp;nbsp;lovable&amp;nbsp;baby! We are super blessed to have her in our family. Even with the once a week where she wont sleep for more then 2 hours at a time is worth it because she sleeps 9-10 hours the rest of the week. She always has us laughing at her many facial expression, babbling noises, and getting into everything even if she isn't mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3954247955277389410?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3954247955277389410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3954247955277389410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3954247955277389410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3954247955277389410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aci_I2vX41c/TsNWnWrTDLI/AAAAAAAACnA/nHPUuPbjtA0/s72-c/Photo064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4595145722071799048</id><published>2011-11-09T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T17:51:15.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bath time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c53e4aca34a48ccc" 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://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc53e4aca34a48ccc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347711%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C55106C21E21779EED270C2C2221699DF28846.6C99003E04170722AEE6C45C03B35C59686D1196%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc53e4aca34a48ccc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc9WsFAe_Jd5Hq_GMN_t_JXAGJXk&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://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc53e4aca34a48ccc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347711%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C55106C21E21779EED270C2C2221699DF28846.6C99003E04170722AEE6C45C03B35C59686D1196%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc53e4aca34a48ccc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc9WsFAe_Jd5Hq_GMN_t_JXAGJXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee was never a fan of taking baths. She loved showers though. If she was upset a shower always calmed her down. She is getting super wiggly and wanting to grab everything. Showers with the husband and baby have just gotten too hard. I finally filled the tub and grabbed the toy off the swing we no longer use and put her in the tub. At first she wasn't sure but the toy was too cool to pass up. She stayed in there until the water got cold. I was very surprised. She is getting so big. She only fell over once too. I love my baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M81rAhicY_s/Trst6lN9h0I/AAAAAAAACm4/7h9QgiQgkCc/s1600/bath.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M81rAhicY_s/Trst6lN9h0I/AAAAAAAACm4/7h9QgiQgkCc/s1600/bath.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4595145722071799048?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4595145722071799048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4595145722071799048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4595145722071799048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4595145722071799048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/bath-time.html' title='bath time'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M81rAhicY_s/Trst6lN9h0I/AAAAAAAACm4/7h9QgiQgkCc/s72-c/bath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-784659137848225779</id><published>2011-11-01T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:02:41.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We take lots of video of our Little Miss Rylee and I never post them so here are a bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ENJOY!&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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-225fad335f4ac3cc" 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://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D225fad335f4ac3cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B02347AED6EDA29807BFD80675BD109C617C60A.795F3550288F751E1C5AC13AE77D72CFADA45517%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D225fad335f4ac3cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkkX7CjrMSP2xQqI1oFB969koA58&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://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D225fad335f4ac3cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B02347AED6EDA29807BFD80675BD109C617C60A.795F3550288F751E1C5AC13AE77D72CFADA45517%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D225fad335f4ac3cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkkX7CjrMSP2xQqI1oFB969koA58&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ loves making her chops move. Now she knows to start making noise when he does it and it makes us giggle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d5c43339bb270547" 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://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5c43339bb270547%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8214953091D00134EBB822320A90AC7D18181787.51BAC1FA533F20E2C48037585F317FDF2B880C02%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5c43339bb270547%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfuqBGIuZZkKB75MfYUKC7LIOmV4&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://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5c43339bb270547%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8214953091D00134EBB822320A90AC7D18181787.51BAC1FA533F20E2C48037585F317FDF2B880C02%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5c43339bb270547%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfuqBGIuZZkKB75MfYUKC7LIOmV4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves sitting up. Notice she even can catch herself when she starts to fall. As long as she doesn't have a toy she is pro and staying up right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9dcce58ddd4915fd" 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://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9dcce58ddd4915fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EAEDF3DC455E2BEED6F9103F4B91F987F4BBAA4.4D2AE6DD6D07932E1ACEC68B3FB9B97FB730145%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9dcce58ddd4915fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1YS-wGDZy78C4EakPU1E89IhgPA&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://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9dcce58ddd4915fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EAEDF3DC455E2BEED6F9103F4B91F987F4BBAA4.4D2AE6DD6D07932E1ACEC68B3FB9B97FB730145%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9dcce58ddd4915fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1YS-wGDZy78C4EakPU1E89IhgPA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just Dance 3. Enough said!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d98de57a181a669" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d98de57a181a669%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D713B8CAAA34837E53070A543E6273918501C3CE1.14CFF40F0950F8E12CB0FCBCE19F1301BFB9498F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d98de57a181a669%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D49nqmYDps9zGdSUC4kbUnAc01uM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d98de57a181a669%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D713B8CAAA34837E53070A543E6273918501C3CE1.14CFF40F0950F8E12CB0FCBCE19F1301BFB9498F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d98de57a181a669%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D49nqmYDps9zGdSUC4kbUnAc01uM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that she copies everything BJ does. He taught her to&amp;nbsp;scrunch her nose. She is such a ham!&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;Some pictures I never posted&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C1iiri0axg/TrCj2ivxh-I/AAAAAAAACmY/oVD6lHMBsWA/s1600/PA080066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C1iiri0axg/TrCj2ivxh-I/AAAAAAAACmY/oVD6lHMBsWA/s320/PA080066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She thought snow was pretty cool&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/-1_77h5GMl4Y/TrCj5Jdio3I/AAAAAAAACmg/EAUGRCECs_0/s1600/PA160086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_77h5GMl4Y/TrCj5Jdio3I/AAAAAAAACmg/EAUGRCECs_0/s320/PA160086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She isn't a fan of stuffed animals that don't make noise but I try.&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/-jCv40si3Mu0/TrCj7A1FR1I/AAAAAAAACmo/6MQuMFztmjE/s1600/PB010137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCv40si3Mu0/TrCj7A1FR1I/AAAAAAAACmo/6MQuMFztmjE/s320/PB010137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ put his sweat band on her and man she is cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5A2U1Snxc1c/TrCkE03H63I/AAAAAAAACmw/KIfYLqS--DI/s1600/PA210097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5A2U1Snxc1c/TrCkE03H63I/AAAAAAAACmw/KIfYLqS--DI/s320/PA210097.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The listers sent her this cute outfit! I loooove 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-784659137848225779?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/784659137848225779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=784659137848225779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/784659137848225779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/784659137848225779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/11/videos.html' title='Videos'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C1iiri0axg/TrCj2ivxh-I/AAAAAAAACmY/oVD6lHMBsWA/s72-c/PA080066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4985090368874729922</id><published>2011-10-31T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:46:15.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallowwen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isRviF9Y6s0/Tq9JgY1dkaI/AAAAAAAACkg/4hAK9_7LIlg/s1600/PA220098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isRviF9Y6s0/Tq9JgY1dkaI/AAAAAAAACkg/4hAK9_7LIlg/s320/PA220098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We started off our celebrations by carving pumpkins. Rylee wasn't sure about that but once she got her hands on the guts she was happy. We now try to do fun things but they are a lot harder to do. Keeping knifes away from a grabby baby who has to be right in the middle of things was tough. I think I yelled at everyone to be careful at least 3 times.&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/-F8PBKaiwkpw/Tq9JifumXMI/AAAAAAAACko/0ONJMOh5CYI/s1600/PA220101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8PBKaiwkpw/Tq9JifumXMI/AAAAAAAACko/0ONJMOh5CYI/s320/PA220101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody carved a goat. He was super proud of himself. He loves goats. They want to own a goat farm someday. I also am looking for a stuffed goat toy for their baby Crue when he is born. If you see any let me know!!&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/-DSK-1ti2DH8/Tq9Jkd9HlWI/AAAAAAAACkw/2M9SvqUB7NE/s1600/PA220102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSK-1ti2DH8/Tq9Jkd9HlWI/AAAAAAAACkw/2M9SvqUB7NE/s320/PA220102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NaElle did Jack from a Nightmare before Christmas (I still have yet to see that movie).&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/-6ffBJmrnXVo/Tq9JmulgD8I/AAAAAAAACk4/223Hd-cwdv4/s1600/PA220103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ffBJmrnXVo/Tq9JmulgD8I/AAAAAAAACk4/223Hd-cwdv4/s320/PA220103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee like hanging with NaElle and sitting in her camping chair.&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/-BmO2c6j4-7s/Tq9Joi_rwaI/AAAAAAAAClA/_2Tc47zQn5Y/s1600/PA220104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmO2c6j4-7s/Tq9Joi_rwaI/AAAAAAAAClA/_2Tc47zQn5Y/s320/PA220104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was excited to take a picture of her in my pumpkin. The bush behind her is my favorite. It is super bright red for about a month. I love coming home and seeing how pretty it is. Fall up here is so pretty with so many different colors that changing every 2 weeks. I love it!&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/-oPo835dn-hw/Tq9JqsXCzCI/AAAAAAAAClI/YfyeZkYsCzo/s1600/PA220109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPo835dn-hw/Tq9JqsXCzCI/AAAAAAAAClI/YfyeZkYsCzo/s320/PA220109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ is the far left. He was so proud that he did a real pumpkin for the first time.&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/-212abDwzAO4/Tq9Jsa5wfKI/AAAAAAAAClQ/wapYKr2KbfU/s1600/PA240111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-212abDwzAO4/Tq9Jsa5wfKI/AAAAAAAAClQ/wapYKr2KbfU/s320/PA240111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I threw this is to show that Rylee really does love our green cups. She knows what they are and how to drink out of it. BJ gives her a small sip every dinner and now we hand one to her and she tries to drink from it. It's amazing how fast she catches on to things.&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/-vvEYspVbBXs/Tq9Jusz5lYI/AAAAAAAAClY/oYLZF_7zF_Y/s1600/PA290118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvEYspVbBXs/Tq9Jusz5lYI/AAAAAAAAClY/oYLZF_7zF_Y/s320/PA290118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Stinnetts invited us to a party and said to bring a treat. Pinterest is killing with all the great ideas on there. I have always wanted to make a trifle and NaElle had this big trifle bowl so I borrowed it and made a Peanut Butter cup Brownie Trifle. SO YUM! I had a total of 4 bites (I lost 4 pound that week and wasn't about to waste it on one thing!) I just had fun making it!&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/-W1PHMdhe7pk/Tq9JwvtfliI/AAAAAAAAClg/JR2P8anl6fg/s1600/PA290121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1PHMdhe7pk/Tq9JwvtfliI/AAAAAAAAClg/JR2P8anl6fg/s320/PA290121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee was a ball this year. My mom is amazing and makes all her grandkids' costumes. Notice her socks?! They have monster toes on them and they were a huge hit! BJ said if he had a pair he would wear them every single day. Everyone made a comment about them. They don't really have anything to do with being a ball but we had to put them on her. Friday- Monday she had some type of Halloween attire on. I love having a baby to dress up!&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/-HbAAAmqX18w/Tq9JyUcpjGI/AAAAAAAAClo/yMNOmwi1mKk/s1600/PA290123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HbAAAmqX18w/Tq9JyUcpjGI/AAAAAAAAClo/yMNOmwi1mKk/s320/PA290123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We played JUST DANCE 3 and it is my new favorite game. Get ready to dance family because Thanksgiving we are playing this game! It was made for the Lister, Nys, Hebner, Balls clan!!!&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/-L2VYzW8PyhE/Tq9Jz2mRdVI/AAAAAAAAClw/uPJIGecdaS4/s1600/PA310130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2VYzW8PyhE/Tq9Jz2mRdVI/AAAAAAAAClw/uPJIGecdaS4/s320/PA310130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The basketball team with their ball!&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/-QVVFRkHCMlI/Tq9J1U-D4ZI/AAAAAAAACl4/uKPBFNm17iY/s1600/PA310131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVVFRkHCMlI/Tq9J1U-D4ZI/AAAAAAAACl4/uKPBFNm17iY/s320/PA310131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest ball I've ever seen! I even did my own corn rows since I was a baller!&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/-_Kni4tSvD48/Tq9J3GCDHUI/AAAAAAAACmA/iqTTGrA8Dc8/s1600/PA310132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Kni4tSvD48/Tq9J3GCDHUI/AAAAAAAACmA/iqTTGrA8Dc8/s320/PA310132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy pretending to shoot hoops&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/--BRQqIM6wMw/Tq9J4hihazI/AAAAAAAACmI/hRZaN9-s9Tk/s1600/PA310133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BRQqIM6wMw/Tq9J4hihazI/AAAAAAAACmI/hRZaN9-s9Tk/s320/PA310133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loved it!&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/-QUSksCW3NV4/Tq9J6cznv7I/AAAAAAAACmQ/jtvkOK_iuD0/s1600/PA310135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUSksCW3NV4/Tq9J6cznv7I/AAAAAAAACmQ/jtvkOK_iuD0/s320/PA310135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our complex did their own Trunk and treat with chilli and hot coco. It was in the low 40's out so my mom's smart costume with pants, long sleeves, and a head cover made Rylee nice and toasty and she enjoyed watching all the kids the whole time.&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;I am trying very hard to work out and lose all that baby weight and am down 5 pounds. Halloween always gets me off my goal so this year I said no candy! Where we live all the kids are between the ages of in the belly to 8 being the oldest. Average is 2-4. At that age they don't need a ton of candy and the parents get most of it anyways. So we went to the store and got party favors instead. We had a bowl of let the kids pick what toy they wanted. There were glasses with the big nose to whistles, rings, tops, jumping frogs and lots more. The parents all were amazed and were so excited they weren't getting more candy. The kids loved it! I was a little worried but it was all worth it when one kid said, " I get a toy?!! I LOVE toys!!! A top!?! YES!!!" They kids loved it and the parents were grateful. It kept candy out of my house too. I only had 3 pieces of candy this whole Halloween weekend, 1 cup of coco, 1 cupcake, and a few bites of my trifle. With working out each day! Most successfull Halloween I've ever had!&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;Rylee got to keep one of they toys and that was the highlight of her night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4985090368874729922?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4985090368874729922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4985090368874729922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4985090368874729922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4985090368874729922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/hallowwen.html' title='Hallowwen'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isRviF9Y6s0/Tq9JgY1dkaI/AAAAAAAACkg/4hAK9_7LIlg/s72-c/PA220098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2232072123853379726</id><published>2011-10-20T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:12:27.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkuwESRPD8/Tp834g82K1I/AAAAAAAAChk/4jMti3CTNGk/s1600/PA160085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkuwESRPD8/Tp834g82K1I/AAAAAAAAChk/4jMti3CTNGk/s320/PA160085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee is 5 months old... in a few days.&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;She is so much fun! Someone asked me what my favorite thing is about her. That smile warms my heart!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves to smile. She can be super upset and we will make a funny noise and she can't help but smile at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She stares at anyone she doesn't know but she will always give them a smile. That of course makes them stay around longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When she wakes up she will start to cry and as soon as she sees me a huge smiles breaks out on her face. I love it so much! She loves to laugh too. We had a few weeks where she would make a weird noise and not laugh but now the giggles are back.&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;She is now in the stage where she has to have everything I have. At dinner time she will stare us down unless we give her a spoon. She also loves our green cups and gets her own at dinner time too. She loves food. I haven't given her very much variety but baby oatmeal is always a hit. She will be upset and I'll feed her a bite and she is instant smiles and laughs until she is down eating. I love it. She wont even grab for the spoon until she is finished. She loves graham crackers but they are super messy so I switched over to Rice Rucks which are sticky but she likes them.&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;She is now a pro at rolling over. She hates being on her stomach. One night she got so mad at me she rolled over and now that she understand she can get off her tummy she will stay there for about a minute then just roll over.&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;She now likes to lay on her back and play with toys. I love watching her grab things and play with her toes. Her hands are still her favorite thing though.&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;She loves anything that makes noise. My mom sent me a bunch of stuff so I could make her some taggies. I made one with crinkly ribbon and bells and she loves it. She loves wrappers too. On the way to church I ate a string cheese and put the wrapper in the diaper bag. Her favorite thing is to pull stuff out of the bag and instead of grabbing her toy she grabbed the wrapper and sat and played with it for 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&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/--cvCAI7LfkI/Tp84F6ILZyI/AAAAAAAAChs/7tJLY3SFLvk/s1600/PA190089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--cvCAI7LfkI/Tp84F6ILZyI/AAAAAAAAChs/7tJLY3SFLvk/s320/PA190089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She gets into everything. If anything is next to her she will grab it. I have to be careful putting her next to things now. She loves cords which are every where so I have to figure out how to hide them. We went over to Uncle Matt's and I was looking at something on their TV and Rylee knocked off their mail. Oops&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 my sister in law Camille is&amp;nbsp;PREGNANT! She is due May 20th! =]&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/-79TibKZRwGI/Tp84H-M610I/AAAAAAAACh0/YplpM1ti6sE/s1600/PA190092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-79TibKZRwGI/Tp84H-M610I/AAAAAAAACh0/YplpM1ti6sE/s320/PA190092.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She also tries to get out of her bumbo now. She leans back and almost pops out of it. One of these days I'm going to find her next to 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;She is still a great sleeper. She has been going to bed early now which means she wants to get up earlier. Its been a rough few days. I think I have finally found a good time to get her to sleep but she goes to sleep when she wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8BAJOj2z-4/TqDuRBoOg5I/AAAAAAAACh8/geR5WwYvB34/s1600/PA200095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8BAJOj2z-4/TqDuRBoOg5I/AAAAAAAACh8/geR5WwYvB34/s320/PA200095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee loves her dad! She was yelling at me right before he called me so I put him on speaker phone and she was searching all around for him. She grabbed the phone and kept looking at me then the phone then me. She can't figure out why she can hear her dad but not see him. I can't wait until she is mobile. Whenever BJ leaves the room she watches him leave then looks at me like "where did dad go?" I can't wait for her to chase him down.&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;Rylee loves to talk now. She is always babbling. When she wakes up happy she will just lay there and talk to herself until she gets bored. I love listening to her noises!&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;She is pretty much the best baby ever and we love her so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2232072123853379726?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2232072123853379726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2232072123853379726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2232072123853379726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2232072123853379726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkuwESRPD8/Tp834g82K1I/AAAAAAAAChk/4jMti3CTNGk/s72-c/PA160085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1882448310621503672</id><published>2011-10-16T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T11:49:30.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When In Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EynBnm_W_E0/TpsiPMtKOTI/AAAAAAAACgk/Hrds5klmpak/s1600/PA130076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EynBnm_W_E0/TpsiPMtKOTI/AAAAAAAACgk/Hrds5klmpak/s320/PA130076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You go pick potatoes!!&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/-olpZXD9Xhl4/TpsiP0jZlwI/AAAAAAAACgs/FTbrxlyIjes/s1600/PA130077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olpZXD9Xhl4/TpsiP0jZlwI/AAAAAAAACgs/FTbrxlyIjes/s320/PA130077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some turn green if in the sun to long&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQTL6EvMMxw/TpsiTWUCdxI/AAAAAAAACg8/4_EjDpvyXpM/s1600/PA130080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQTL6EvMMxw/TpsiTWUCdxI/AAAAAAAACg8/4_EjDpvyXpM/s320/PA130080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some grow weird tumors&amp;nbsp;&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/-LtaVB6YnWi8/TpsiVdJoGhI/AAAAAAAAChE/RH9yZgi7QtI/s1600/PA130081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtaVB6YnWi8/TpsiVdJoGhI/AAAAAAAAChE/RH9yZgi7QtI/s320/PA130081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some are teenie tiny&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/-37d4HJFwdSE/TpsiW32oK8I/AAAAAAAAChM/32sxEdlwXzs/s1600/PA130082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37d4HJFwdSE/TpsiW32oK8I/AAAAAAAAChM/32sxEdlwXzs/s320/PA130082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some are regular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KoaKtXFPTU/TpsiRokAvGI/AAAAAAAACg0/bn0Iz51Wv8M/s1600/PA130079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KoaKtXFPTU/TpsiRokAvGI/AAAAAAAACg0/bn0Iz51Wv8M/s320/PA130079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They all grow in HUGE fields that go on for miles and miles!&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/-lo_Mti8lP_M/TpsiYQYjOII/AAAAAAAAChU/v_5gPAgcAQY/s1600/PA130083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lo_Mti8lP_M/TpsiYQYjOII/AAAAAAAAChU/v_5gPAgcAQY/s320/PA130083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is harvest time up here. The farms have big trucks that drive over the fields and unearth them. Then another on drives over them and shoots them into a truck driving next to it. They then haul them off and store them in big barns. There are tons that don't get picked up and they just leave them out there. Any one is free to go to the fields and pick as many as you want. NaElle and I went out to a farm a mile from us and we found the field they had just finished plowing. It looked like they hadn't even touched the field yet! There were so many potatoes left over. I couldn't believe they had already finished the section. I guess they grew so many that its okay to have so many left over.&amp;nbsp;&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/-kWxl8PrmnSo/TpsiZTWHFII/AAAAAAAAChc/kgZS_UHQ9OA/s1600/PA130084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kWxl8PrmnSo/TpsiZTWHFII/AAAAAAAAChc/kgZS_UHQ9OA/s320/PA130084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee loved it because she got to be outside. We grabbed a bag full and came home and made twice baked potatoes. They were yummy Idaho potatoes!! The only difference I saw was they were a whole lot easier to clean. They came right from the dirt and didn't sit three years in the barn. Did you know that the ones you buy in the store can be up to 3 years old!! The dirt came off with very little scrubbing. Did you also know that the ones they can't sell in the store like the green ones and sun bleached ones turn into flakes and potato pearls.&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;We had a lot of fun picking them! We now feel like real Idahoians!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1882448310621503672?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1882448310621503672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1882448310621503672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1882448310621503672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1882448310621503672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-in-idaho.html' title='When In Idaho'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EynBnm_W_E0/TpsiPMtKOTI/AAAAAAAACgk/Hrds5klmpak/s72-c/PA130076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4629643548098098134</id><published>2011-10-08T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:40:20.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom always decorates for every holiday. That was one of my favorite things growing up. When I got married I told BJ I was going to decorate just like my mom. Well not just like my mom.. she has cute stuff and is 1000 times more creative than I am. Since I'm on a student budget I had to make all my decorations with stuff I had laying around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKTyZ-CpBmk/TpClMh5MqvI/AAAAAAAACgE/muSWCeMWYE8/s1600/PA070046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKTyZ-CpBmk/TpClMh5MqvI/AAAAAAAACgE/muSWCeMWYE8/s320/PA070046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the dinning room I put up paper triangles and made some paper ghosts with oranges scarfs.&amp;nbsp;&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/-ZuwD0WwxR_4/TpClN_Kr6EI/AAAAAAAACgI/4G5ACh6LGHs/s1600/PA070047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuwD0WwxR_4/TpClN_Kr6EI/AAAAAAAACgI/4G5ACh6LGHs/s320/PA070047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also made a cute haunted house to put in my dinning room.&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/-HpRpDgoVx8g/TpClO8T1kDI/AAAAAAAACgM/D99lzeMBegY/s1600/PA070048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpRpDgoVx8g/TpClO8T1kDI/AAAAAAAACgM/D99lzeMBegY/s320/PA070048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom is amazing and last year she made me this super cute sign for my kitchen.&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/-CAuS-6gS06o/TpClQArzwEI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NCVMnFhqO8A/s1600/PA070049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAuS-6gS06o/TpClQArzwEI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NCVMnFhqO8A/s320/PA070049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year she sent me a very cute witches boot. Maybe by the time Rylee is older she will have made me enough stuff to decorate like her!!&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/-71N9YtfCFp4/TpClRRyXfDI/AAAAAAAACgU/hBLb2BdMSgM/s1600/PA070050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71N9YtfCFp4/TpClRRyXfDI/AAAAAAAACgU/hBLb2BdMSgM/s320/PA070050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last year she made a banner with my wedding colors so I thought I would add letters too it. Oh and on the couch is Rylee's halloween costume. She is going to be a basketball and we are going to be basketball players! My mom did a&amp;nbsp;fabulous&amp;nbsp;job!&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/-LmjD0zMpeh4/TpClS4frnXI/AAAAAAAACgY/XRY_Dlr6z6w/s1600/PA070051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmjD0zMpeh4/TpClS4frnXI/AAAAAAAACgY/XRY_Dlr6z6w/s320/PA070051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I did the letters free hand. While Rylee took a nap. I also sewed the edges because some were getting stringy. This is did with Rylee on my lap and she only grabbed for it twice so it went pretty fast. Who knew I could sew with a baby on my lap!&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/-valXXWZDaW4/TpClUdqYwgI/AAAAAAAACgc/EDeSx4RfC1E/s1600/PA070052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-valXXWZDaW4/TpClUdqYwgI/AAAAAAAACgc/EDeSx4RfC1E/s320/PA070052.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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOC4i0AawU4/TpClVLdlMNI/AAAAAAAACgg/gFe8QxN5Wmg/s1600/PA070053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOC4i0AawU4/TpClVLdlMNI/AAAAAAAACgg/gFe8QxN5Wmg/s320/PA070053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I was in Phoenix my sister in law Michele had a super saturday so &amp;nbsp;I went and made this cute sign with her. I have 4 things I can change during the year. I really liked how my pumpkin turned out though so I was excited to put it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4629643548098098134?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4629643548098098134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4629643548098098134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4629643548098098134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4629643548098098134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKTyZ-CpBmk/TpClMh5MqvI/AAAAAAAACgE/muSWCeMWYE8/s72-c/PA070046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4649844966237911218</id><published>2011-10-08T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:31:10.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gv5mXc51zno/TpCjhft2RBI/AAAAAAAACf0/qrr4l3LQt0c/s1600/PA060040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gv5mXc51zno/TpCjhft2RBI/AAAAAAAACf0/qrr4l3LQt0c/s320/PA060040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up and it was snowing!!! We bundled Rylee up for her first adventure out into the snow. She didn't seem to mind but I think it had more to do with the&amp;nbsp;graham&amp;nbsp;cracker daddy gave her than being in snow.&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/-_Aa3vjOz0wI/TpCjimKAdfI/AAAAAAAACf4/tURsv5I7_gw/s1600/PA060042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Aa3vjOz0wI/TpCjimKAdfI/AAAAAAAACf4/tURsv5I7_gw/s320/PA060042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It came down pretty good. It snowed for a full day. People even made snowmen out of it.&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/-ARxVsBIcxy8/TpCjkTnYdAI/AAAAAAAACf8/yB2GD5Vmb30/s1600/PA070055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARxVsBIcxy8/TpCjkTnYdAI/AAAAAAAACf8/yB2GD5Vmb30/s320/PA070055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a rodeo and thought it was going to be outside. Thankfully Rylee's cousin Forrest gave us his snowsuit. Since its all blue we dressed it up with a flower Aunt Kim made for her.&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/-4SBjV2EOt98/TpCjmdatJlI/AAAAAAAACgA/V4KeEulkAtc/s1600/PA080056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SBjV2EOt98/TpCjmdatJlI/AAAAAAAACgA/V4KeEulkAtc/s320/PA080056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love fog. I think it is so cool! Thankfully it has warmed back up and the rain has stopped. One of BJ's teacher said this was a warning snow and we will have 2 more weeks of nice weather then winter will hit full throttle. I'm ok with snow but Rylee already had a hard time staying inside during the first snow fall. I even wrapped her up in a blanket and stood outside for 10 minutes. She just laid her head on my shoulder and sang a song to herself. She just loves being outside. I for see many cold days sitting out on my porch so Rylee can be outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4649844966237911218?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4649844966237911218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4649844966237911218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4649844966237911218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4649844966237911218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/snow-time.html' title='Snow time'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gv5mXc51zno/TpCjhft2RBI/AAAAAAAACf0/qrr4l3LQt0c/s72-c/PA060040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-5943781282146702065</id><published>2011-10-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:37:17.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae9e041d75089ef2" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae9e041d75089ef2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2106E34BA25AF22E447D0CB0066BC2C9AF3CC63.5D3ECD26E3A30DB09BF2ABF87A65EABB296ED82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae9e041d75089ef2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsY3NZHx0ejCGaNbR2iHNsXunjJQ&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae9e041d75089ef2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2106E34BA25AF22E447D0CB0066BC2C9AF3CC63.5D3ECD26E3A30DB09BF2ABF87A65EABB296ED82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae9e041d75089ef2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsY3NZHx0ejCGaNbR2iHNsXunjJQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have been playing tons of cards this last week or so. Rylee has highly enjoyed it because she thinks shuffling cards is amazing! Before this video Uncle Matt was trying to give Rylee her toy and I was shuffling the deck. I tried getting her attention so she could watch but she was more interested in Uncle Matt. I start to shuffle them and she did a double take, dropped her toy, and tried to lunge for the cards. When it stopped she went back to looking at her Uncle and when she heard it again did another double take. It was too cute! We tired getting in on camera but she was getting tired and just wanted her mama. You can still see how intrigued she is in the cards though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-5943781282146702065?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5943781282146702065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=5943781282146702065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5943781282146702065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5943781282146702065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/cards.html' title='Cards'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-6796621955520031248</id><published>2011-10-03T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:28:14.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEwloKg1s9A/TlA2WD1nMJI/AAAAAAAACbE/Wy4riPfdKJM/s1600/P8200266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEwloKg1s9A/TlA2WD1nMJI/AAAAAAAACbE/Wy4riPfdKJM/s320/P8200266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember when we went to the Rodeo? Look in the top right corner and you will see a guy with a cowboy hat and a girl next to him in a blue shirt and shorts. This is the day we found out that Cody and NaElle Stinnett live in Rexburg. Cody was in my ward when I was in primary and then he moved to BJ's ward. NaElle told Cody to go say hi and boy am I glad she did! They are our newest best friends! We see them several times a week. NaElle is 19 weeks pregnant so that gives us reasons to do things like make yummy food when we get together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4foIT2tOjCk/ToqR5JeCeiI/AAAAAAAACe0/UY9hG0AiD0M/s1600/P9280011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4foIT2tOjCk/ToqR5JeCeiI/AAAAAAAACe0/UY9hG0AiD0M/s320/P9280011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They came over to hang out and we wanted a dessert and thanks to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had the idea to make a cake I saw on there. It was easy and super cheap!&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/-31n1sbnpzW0/ToqR6Dap_0I/AAAAAAAACe4/1wZduT5f-BI/s1600/P9280012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31n1sbnpzW0/ToqR6Dap_0I/AAAAAAAACe4/1wZduT5f-BI/s320/P9280012.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/-v16tjdsBskk/ToqR7Q5xzQI/AAAAAAAACe8/Q6O78FMKgko/s1600/P9280013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v16tjdsBskk/ToqR7Q5xzQI/AAAAAAAACe8/Q6O78FMKgko/s320/P9280013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Double layer chocolate oreo cream cake! It was soooo yummy!!! This was my first layer cake and man was it amazing! NaElle and I made it while the boys watched TV and entertained Rylee. When they left they told us to keep the left overs. I am&amp;nbsp;participating in "The Biggest Winner" (just like the biggest loser but BYU-I does a&amp;nbsp;positive&amp;nbsp;spin on things). The school offers trainers and&amp;nbsp;nutritional people to help us lose weight. We even have team challenges! Since I'm trying to be good and lose all my baby weight before the snow comes I took the left overs to my brother in law. The single boys enjoyed it too!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://realmomkitchen.com/6917/chocolate-oreo-cream-cake/"&gt;Recipe Here&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/-9HwkKvY-4Fo/ToqR9BFwvQI/AAAAAAAACfA/nqUEiqfkzBA/s1600/P9290014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HwkKvY-4Fo/ToqR9BFwvQI/AAAAAAAACfA/nqUEiqfkzBA/s320/P9290014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love having friends up here. We went to the nature park and walked around one day.&amp;nbsp;&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/-cVZd8DQDiMM/ToqR-qjEfQI/AAAAAAAACfE/B4T-GLSvLag/s1600/P9290015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cVZd8DQDiMM/ToqR-qjEfQI/AAAAAAAACfE/B4T-GLSvLag/s320/P9290015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee really likes them too. She stares at Cody for the first 15 minutes then she flirts with him the rest of the time. She loves NaElle too. They also offer to watch her so we can go on dates now! NaElle and I attend&amp;nbsp;institute&amp;nbsp;on Tuesday nights and we are starting a weekly temple date too.&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/-sftObWvBc7o/ToqR_7BzHOI/AAAAAAAACfI/fKr04BCNxtw/s1600/P9290017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sftObWvBc7o/ToqR_7BzHOI/AAAAAAAACfI/fKr04BCNxtw/s320/P9290017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy always picks me flowers when he sees them and Rylee attacked mine so he picked one for her too&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/-5v0SFUCa76k/ToqSBhhACrI/AAAAAAAACfM/HxA__Fqo1vg/s1600/P9290018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5v0SFUCa76k/ToqSBhhACrI/AAAAAAAACfM/HxA__Fqo1vg/s320/P9290018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was happy about that!&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/-jn6K-BhWTVQ/ToqSDGcjthI/AAAAAAAACfQ/acNcbHHegQw/s1600/PA010019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jn6K-BhWTVQ/ToqSDGcjthI/AAAAAAAACfQ/acNcbHHegQw/s320/PA010019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;General Conference was AMAZING! I watched with several questions and had many answers. I personally loved the talk about fathers and Rylee just happened to be smiling at her daddy during that talk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the things I learned were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Its okay to be poor. Its okay to be struggling. We are doing what we should be and the Lord is looking out for us we just need to take our turn pinching pennies. We still are very blessed each and every day even though life seems rough&amp;nbsp;financially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. It is okay that I am a stay at home mom. It is okay to want to have more kids later on and not have to wait until after we graduate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Finding time to attend the temple is important. One way to fill time while at home is to try to do family history then do their work at the temple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. He knows I am trying my best and working on being better. He accepts me and my efforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. I can move to Star Valley&amp;nbsp;Wyoming&amp;nbsp;now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It seems silly now to think about the weeks and weeks I have been struggling with these things and how heavily&amp;nbsp;laden&amp;nbsp;I was with worry. Conference really brought me peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It makes me wonder how different life would have been for me as a teenager if I had gotten this concept of watching conference with question back then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-i5ubKwE_UvY/ToqSEWdNSsI/AAAAAAAACfU/DfO9duuPPBs/s1600/PA010023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5ubKwE_UvY/ToqSEWdNSsI/AAAAAAAACfU/DfO9duuPPBs/s320/PA010023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee liked watching conference too!&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/-kwF_Qe2Kc7s/ToqSFrJ23CI/AAAAAAAACfY/UQVA4isPp3s/s1600/PA020024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kwF_Qe2Kc7s/ToqSFrJ23CI/AAAAAAAACfY/UQVA4isPp3s/s320/PA020024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a tradition of making a big breakfast and then&amp;nbsp;fajitas for dinner on Sunday conference but we were too poor to do that this year. Instead we saved our BLT pitas we had planned with the Stinnetts for Sunday. We packed a&amp;nbsp;picnic and fed ducks. Danny joined us too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/-6rowvfd_1W8/ToqSHN1GsyI/AAAAAAAACfc/6v-5xwd4s80/s1600/PA020026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rowvfd_1W8/ToqSHN1GsyI/AAAAAAAACfc/6v-5xwd4s80/s320/PA020026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee really wanted to play Frisbee. She thought it was super cool.&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/-9YlwLwx7GIE/ToqSIZKB1uI/AAAAAAAACfg/aQlOJ2fpzIw/s1600/PA020027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9YlwLwx7GIE/ToqSIZKB1uI/AAAAAAAACfg/aQlOJ2fpzIw/s320/PA020027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody thought it was funny that I would freak out when the ducks came to close. Here he is trying to lead a trail of bread to me.&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/-QiEM-k1Knhc/ToqSKU1cjnI/AAAAAAAACfk/X5WHeCHEGA0/s1600/PA020029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiEM-k1Knhc/ToqSKU1cjnI/AAAAAAAACfk/X5WHeCHEGA0/s320/PA020029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ wanted rylee to feed the ducks. She wasn't too impressed with them.&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/-U4_KaqOPECU/ToqSL2r3pJI/AAAAAAAACfo/cDmuzNa8Q8Q/s1600/PA020031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4_KaqOPECU/ToqSL2r3pJI/AAAAAAAACfo/cDmuzNa8Q8Q/s320/PA020031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This duck was way bigger then Rylee. I was scared the goose was going to come over and chomp her but it wasn't interested in us! THANKFULLY!&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/--1mtgG_tXf4/ToqSNTWq4QI/AAAAAAAACfs/NZFqEr15wjk/s1600/PA030034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1mtgG_tXf4/ToqSNTWq4QI/AAAAAAAACfs/NZFqEr15wjk/s320/PA030034.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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nXhwCzNna8/ToqSO33ayPI/AAAAAAAACfw/0abV0zQEnRA/s1600/PA030035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nXhwCzNna8/ToqSO33ayPI/AAAAAAAACfw/0abV0zQEnRA/s320/PA030035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and Rylee traded in her summer clothes for some winter clothes. It has been raining the last few days so I put her in a jumpsuit. I can't get over how stinking cute she is!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-6796621955520031248?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6796621955520031248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=6796621955520031248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6796621955520031248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6796621955520031248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEwloKg1s9A/TlA2WD1nMJI/AAAAAAAACbE/Wy4riPfdKJM/s72-c/P8200266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-6245260263275797884</id><published>2011-09-15T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:20:48.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-U8YB-Bj8Q/TnLbmJP2sII/AAAAAAAACeg/kTZPX_Ldbho/s1600/P9120001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-U8YB-Bj8Q/TnLbmJP2sII/AAAAAAAACeg/kTZPX_Ldbho/s320/P9120001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BYU-I has an apple orchard and everyone is free to pick apple. It cost 50 cents a pound and they have over 100 different kinds of apples.&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/-YkdStbfpSC0/TnLbntqMqxI/AAAAAAAACek/n2mJQWu4loI/s1600/P9120002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkdStbfpSC0/TnLbntqMqxI/AAAAAAAACek/n2mJQWu4loI/s320/P9120002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the popular apples were gone but some had apple really high up so BJ climbed a tree or two to get some apples&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/-JRoJxsMkDB8/TnLbqKF1l0I/AAAAAAAACeo/W3utjcn2YrM/s1600/P9120003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JRoJxsMkDB8/TnLbqKF1l0I/AAAAAAAACeo/W3utjcn2YrM/s320/P9120003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't find many we liked but we found one that has a hint of strawberry. Super yummy! Rylee had fun until she got hungry.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4Ykcm9nLs/TnLbs9e7FBI/AAAAAAAACew/IVhiye_Gd3M/s1600/P9130006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4Ykcm9nLs/TnLbs9e7FBI/AAAAAAAACew/IVhiye_Gd3M/s320/P9130006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one is just cute and I had to post it. I think it is in our genes that we need to sleep with our arm over our head. She has to have at least one arm up by her head which means her arms are always cold. Long sleeve shirts and sleepers are coming out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-6245260263275797884?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6245260263275797884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=6245260263275797884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6245260263275797884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6245260263275797884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/09/apple-orchard.html' title='Apple Orchard'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-U8YB-Bj8Q/TnLbmJP2sII/AAAAAAAACeg/kTZPX_Ldbho/s72-c/P9120001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3734090095700927669</id><published>2011-09-15T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:03:05.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3af19c6b8aed16a2" 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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3af19c6b8aed16a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74707672E53F15E1B8CC24DB85100513E0FE88D4.4D5400EF50F4AD99408318F3CC0D1C23ED3CB853%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3af19c6b8aed16a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYNuJ5T6Zk85tbBbJJbTlyYJO9O8&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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3af19c6b8aed16a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74707672E53F15E1B8CC24DB85100513E0FE88D4.4D5400EF50F4AD99408318F3CC0D1C23ED3CB853%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3af19c6b8aed16a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYNuJ5T6Zk85tbBbJJbTlyYJO9O8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We don't need fancy toys around here. BJ was suppose to be doing homework and I was watching Rylee while rearranging our living room. She was not happy being pushed into a corner while i moved the couch. The people we sent kettle corn too brought back our bowl so BJ grabbed Rylee and stuck her in the bowl. She stopped crying and BJ can't help but play with her.&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;She also loves playing with paper. I found that out when she was upset after we left the store so I was hurrying and put my wallet, keys, and receipt in her car seat with her. I left all but the keys and she was magically happy all the way to our next stop. When I went to pull her out she was amazed at the sound the paper made when she grabbed it. I love that she knows how to use her hands now. However she now wants whatever I'm holding. I love watching her learn new things! She has us laughing all day now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3734090095700927669?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3734090095700927669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3734090095700927669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3734090095700927669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3734090095700927669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/09/fancy-toys.html' title='Fancy toys'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-727310429102425949</id><published>2011-09-11T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:18:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nhfbICvxrw/Tm1aTRqYa1I/AAAAAAAACeQ/NaUaKTsSm7I/s1600/Rylee+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nhfbICvxrw/Tm1aTRqYa1I/AAAAAAAACeQ/NaUaKTsSm7I/s320/Rylee+%25281%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee playing at the park&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;I finally got my camera back! We left the battery charger in Phoenix so I haven't taken in pictures. This one shows how much Rylee really loves being outside. Just minutes before this picture she was inside crying then we relocated outside and she was all smiles for 20 minutes. I'm only a tad worried about what we will do when it snows next month!&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;I realized I haven't posted much about Rylee so here is what she has been up too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ At her 3 month app she was 12 lbs which was in the 48-50%&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~She was 25.5 inches long which was in the 98%&lt;/div&gt;~ Oh and her head was like 50% too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ Her favorite thing to do is smile. She will smile at anyone who talks to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She is almost 4 months old and is mastering the art of grabbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ I love watching her play with toys now. She loves to hug them then chew on them after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She loves reading books. She will look at a book for 20 minutes then read another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She is ALWAYS kicking. She can't help but kick her feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She learned to yell at us. If we leave the room she will yell at us until we come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She still hates to be on her tummy but is now able to hold her head up until she gives up and face plants and cries until I roll her over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She will roll over but only if she is wants too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ My new favorite thing is when she looks up at me and smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She will not sleep in her pack and play so she sleeps on a twin size bed. (no clue what I'll do when she is mobile!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She is still a great sleeper. She will sleep for 8 hours but after that is up every hour until I finally just wake her up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She loves her daddy! He picks on her like crazy she just takes it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ I swear she says Hi. I'm not even kidding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She only takes cat naps during the day. 30 minutes tops unless I lay with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~Blowing bubbles is her favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ She is drools like crazy. She is soaking wet all day long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~She still loves showers and hates baths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~She still is the best baby ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-727310429102425949?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/727310429102425949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=727310429102425949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/727310429102425949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/727310429102425949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/09/favorite-baby.html' title='Favorite baby'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nhfbICvxrw/Tm1aTRqYa1I/AAAAAAAACeQ/NaUaKTsSm7I/s72-c/Rylee+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1580596236729594741</id><published>2011-09-03T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:36:11.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning Peaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gapeaches.org/sites/default/files/imagecache/recipe/freezing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.gapeaches.org/sites/default/files/imagecache/recipe/freezing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever had a Utah peach? They are super yummy! Peaches from the store just don't match a fresh picked Utah peach. We were driving to Wal Mart and saw a guy on the side of the road selling Utah Peaches! We pulled over and the guy let us try a slice of one and we were sold! I said we should just buy half a box and even then we couldn't eat them all. BJ said they were worth getting a whole box and we should just can them. I have never canned anything before and had no idea where to even begin. I first called my sister in law Camille to see if she wanted to do it with me then I called my mother in law for a step by step on what I needed and what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and bought some Ball jars (I couldn't bring myself to buy the Kerr ones. I had to have Ball which tend to be more expensive but we found a 15% off canning supply sale so I got my Ball jars for the same price as Kerr!) I also got the jar lifter upper, magnetic lid grabber, and a funnel. Helen suggested I get a steam canner but I wasn't feeling spending a lot for only being able to can one box of peaches.&amp;nbsp;I looked up how to do water bath canning and instead buying the cool pot I just used my biggest pot and my steaming pan from my pressure cooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ and Matt went over to Camille's grandmothers house to do some work and Camille came over to help me can. She never had done peaches before so we just followed what Helen told me and what the internet said. Rylee slept for the first half so we were able to wash all the jars (24 pint jars) and peal all the skins off. Most of the skins came off in the boiling water so it went pretty fast. We made the syrup really light. It said 3 cups of sugar to 6 cups of water for light but I was low on sugar and didn't want to go to the store so I did 2 cups of sugar to 8 cups of water. The peaches were already sweet so it didn't need to much sweetener. Once we canned all the peaches I spent the rest of the day putting 4 jars at a time in my pot and doing the water bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully it was a success! 6 of them didn't seal so I put them in the fridge to eat and they ended up sealing up just fine. The peaches are so tasty! I love that I have canned food in my pantry and I canned them! Maybe next summer I'll be able to do make my own jam! That would be so sweet!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1580596236729594741?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1580596236729594741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1580596236729594741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1580596236729594741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1580596236729594741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/09/canning-peaches.html' title='Canning Peaches'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4835568204288122872</id><published>2011-08-30T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:54:55.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When it's hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It got up to 90 here and since we don't have A/C it got pretty warm in our house. We opened the windows and put on the fans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iUdHAzgbow/Tl1MW5toW6I/AAAAAAAACdc/zbsQcDpLZ2o/s1600/P8280309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iUdHAzgbow/Tl1MW5toW6I/AAAAAAAACdc/zbsQcDpLZ2o/s320/P8280309.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish we all looked this cute in bloomers and shoe socks! We had friends over so we put her dress back on but it got warmer with more bodies so she rocked this look. I think she pulled it off.&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/-_rBXD7eBOHo/Tl1MYKNfdPI/AAAAAAAACdg/RMrfUok0_3E/s1600/P8280310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rBXD7eBOHo/Tl1MYKNfdPI/AAAAAAAACdg/RMrfUok0_3E/s320/P8280310.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Upstairs was even hotter and we could not sleep even with a fan on. So we camped out in the living room.&amp;nbsp;&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/-dbQpgi8sTWA/Tl1MY1w3-GI/AAAAAAAACdk/h6TSgYmBbe0/s1600/P8290312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbQpgi8sTWA/Tl1MY1w3-GI/AAAAAAAACdk/h6TSgYmBbe0/s320/P8290312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also found a Johnny Jumper for Rylee! She is always kicking her legs so I thought I'd give her some exercise since she hates tummy time. My bet she is one of those kids who skips crawling and goes right to walking. I'm trying to do better and making sure she does tummy time but it only lasts a few minutes. She gets super super upset and since she never cries I feel bad when she does her real cry when she is on her tummy. We'll keep working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4835568204288122872?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4835568204288122872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4835568204288122872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4835568204288122872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4835568204288122872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-its-hot.html' title='When it&apos;s hot'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iUdHAzgbow/Tl1MW5toW6I/AAAAAAAACdc/zbsQcDpLZ2o/s72-c/P8280309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2793826815497139870</id><published>2011-08-26T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:52:42.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ has been everywhere and done everything. Since we live so close to Yellowstone BJ is always talking about it. So we figured it was time to take a trip over there. I wasn't sure what it was going to be like but I knew I would get to camp to I was all for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rog3LAZ4rQ/Tlad2-KXRxI/AAAAAAAACbM/15-WtqVI2s0/s1600/P8220268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rog3LAZ4rQ/Tlad2-KXRxI/AAAAAAAACbM/15-WtqVI2s0/s320/P8220268.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its only a 2 hour drive from our house and this was our first stop. The fountain paint pot was really cool. It smelled oh so gross and the steam coming off the pools was so hot. It was pretty cool.&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/-EVL73Ec2zl0/Tlad3wmQE5I/AAAAAAAACbQ/Irhn2nm19gQ/s1600/P8220269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVL73Ec2zl0/Tlad3wmQE5I/AAAAAAAACbQ/Irhn2nm19gQ/s320/P8220269.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee wasn't a fan of the stem but she didn't mind because it meant getting out of her car seat.&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/-qf3g_e_tQkY/Tlad4kY1bVI/AAAAAAAACbU/R-CtFDDfWGE/s1600/P8220270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qf3g_e_tQkY/Tlad4kY1bVI/AAAAAAAACbU/R-CtFDDfWGE/s320/P8220270.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the mud bubbling up. It looked so cool just boiling mud everywhere. Its one of those things you wanna touch and play in but shouldn't and well can't&amp;nbsp;&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/-VFVSqvQ0x-U/Tlad5g3kxqI/AAAAAAAACbY/hCDP0rF7ahQ/s1600/P8220271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFVSqvQ0x-U/Tlad5g3kxqI/AAAAAAAACbY/hCDP0rF7ahQ/s320/P8220271.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was my first geyser. It was cool seeing the water just spray out like a whale.&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/-vxjW3xSUBNs/Tlad7GNfhlI/AAAAAAAACbc/SrjPv7U6hWY/s1600/P8220272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxjW3xSUBNs/Tlad7GNfhlI/AAAAAAAACbc/SrjPv7U6hWY/s320/P8220272.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Grand Prismatic Spring. You can't really see it but the middle is bright blue then turns green then yellow then orange. It really is amazing.&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/-pgBO_CHx2Mc/Tlad8aM1XFI/AAAAAAAACbg/WF1_UgcQCSs/s1600/P8220273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pgBO_CHx2Mc/Tlad8aM1XFI/AAAAAAAACbg/WF1_UgcQCSs/s320/P8220273.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee always gets a lot of attention and she is very giving with her smiles. I love it.&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/-jiKtf_QCXX4/Tlad9BA899I/AAAAAAAACbk/KLQUp2VdKhU/s1600/P8220274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiKtf_QCXX4/Tlad9BA899I/AAAAAAAACbk/KLQUp2VdKhU/s320/P8220274.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think the colors are amazing.&amp;nbsp;&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/-BxV2D5UAh04/Tlad9xm91vI/AAAAAAAACbo/NJq976OI_nA/s1600/P8220275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxV2D5UAh04/Tlad9xm91vI/AAAAAAAACbo/NJq976OI_nA/s320/P8220275.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is old faithful.&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/-sQmDlJTKUEo/Tlad_ZLeCSI/AAAAAAAACbs/krnBXAViPwg/s1600/P8220276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQmDlJTKUEo/Tlad_ZLeCSI/AAAAAAAACbs/krnBXAViPwg/s320/P8220276.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got there and Rylee needed to eat so we sat in the car and feed her then wandered over to wait for it to go off. BJ kept saying we needed to find the sign when it goes off. I just said we should sit and wait. There was a big crowd so I figured it hadn't gone off yet. We waited like 5 minutes and it went off. It was fun watching it get taller and taller. I heard someone say "WOW that really was worth a 2 hour wait!" I thought he was kidding until we went inside the visiting center and saw the next time it would go off was 9:58 pm. It goes off about every 93 minutes. I was soooo glad we got there just in time to see it! I also talked BJ into buying Yellowstone T-shirts.&amp;nbsp;&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/-PVFQnEmgIKI/TlaeA4EBPMI/AAAAAAAACbw/0Xi8j3GZ6sE/s1600/P8220277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVFQnEmgIKI/TlaeA4EBPMI/AAAAAAAACbw/0Xi8j3GZ6sE/s320/P8220277.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I learned about how it works in the visiting center. I'm just so amazed how this place works.&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/-eafE-ThNsv0/TlaeB1BzV7I/AAAAAAAACb0/850PsO5PIs4/s1600/P8220280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eafE-ThNsv0/TlaeB1BzV7I/AAAAAAAACb0/850PsO5PIs4/s320/P8220280.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee's first camping trip!!&amp;nbsp;&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/-t7EV7WFn9ho/TlaeC8ovPSI/AAAAAAAACb4/-AH6z_MrlE0/s1600/P8220281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7EV7WFn9ho/TlaeC8ovPSI/AAAAAAAACb4/-AH6z_MrlE0/s320/P8220281.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See how bundled she is! She had four layers on because it was freezing at night and when I finally changed her I saw she had wet through all four layers! The first night I didn't sleep at all.&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/-WG2J-iW3RC4/TlaeDml-A5I/AAAAAAAACb8/dBsLRCvwFX4/s1600/P8220282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WG2J-iW3RC4/TlaeDml-A5I/AAAAAAAACb8/dBsLRCvwFX4/s320/P8220282.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't she too cute!!! The pants I put on her for the day are my favorite but I guess they are her poop pants because she explodes EVERY TIME I put them on her. Its not fun having poopy pants while camping.&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/-eYqhwU_fSi8/TlaeE_G5UjI/AAAAAAAACcA/Z5apocmfQrU/s1600/P8220283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYqhwU_fSi8/TlaeE_G5UjI/AAAAAAAACcA/Z5apocmfQrU/s320/P8220283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One our way to the next spot there was a hold up. This bison was walking along the road and would switch between the lanes.&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/-wnOkMaN3PWw/TlaeGtM4pAI/AAAAAAAACcE/SCPIBdiCl6Q/s1600/P8220284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnOkMaN3PWw/TlaeGtM4pAI/AAAAAAAACcE/SCPIBdiCl6Q/s320/P8220284.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This isn't on zoom. We drove right up next to this HUGE guy! I was amazed! First bison I've ever seen.&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/-5XgzCoYYRP8/TlaeH3KZj_I/AAAAAAAACcI/PZ0tN2OWtI0/s1600/P8220285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XgzCoYYRP8/TlaeH3KZj_I/AAAAAAAACcI/PZ0tN2OWtI0/s320/P8220285.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee wanted some attention since the bison had our she felt left out.&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/-zxNgt9TxCnQ/TlaeJLziS8I/AAAAAAAACcM/LYfoApcMMn8/s1600/P8220286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxNgt9TxCnQ/TlaeJLziS8I/AAAAAAAACcM/LYfoApcMMn8/s320/P8220286.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So daddy took pictures of her to make her happy.&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/-EzBZVerzhuE/TlaeKTb6ydI/AAAAAAAACcQ/41_fKNbjb8k/s1600/P8220287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EzBZVerzhuE/TlaeKTb6ydI/AAAAAAAACcQ/41_fKNbjb8k/s320/P8220287.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We came over the ridge and found this!&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/-8x9kidb6SPk/TlaeLOgG7RI/AAAAAAAACcU/kHUjxg56AdQ/s1600/P8220288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8x9kidb6SPk/TlaeLOgG7RI/AAAAAAAACcU/kHUjxg56AdQ/s320/P8220288.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All those dark spots..yup its bison. They covered every where!&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/-lg7fiqX4G-k/TlaeMU75ydI/AAAAAAAACcY/D29DWnPUYHw/s1600/P8220290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lg7fiqX4G-k/TlaeMU75ydI/AAAAAAAACcY/D29DWnPUYHw/s320/P8220290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were super close to the road and all the way out past the trees. It was very cool to see so many at once!&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/-Ba4kIBbdTiM/TlaeNR3P6cI/AAAAAAAACcc/moeZnts-GUI/s1600/P8230291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba4kIBbdTiM/TlaeNR3P6cI/AAAAAAAACcc/moeZnts-GUI/s320/P8230291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the falls&amp;nbsp;&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/-JxqULpALEz0/TlaeObwYoTI/AAAAAAAACcg/U47t_tpeaNs/s1600/P8230292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxqULpALEz0/TlaeObwYoTI/AAAAAAAACcg/U47t_tpeaNs/s320/P8230292.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've never seen a waterfall this big. It was fun to see so much water cascading down the mountain.&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/-W2lQ_T55nk0/TlaePeQoUeI/AAAAAAAACck/a53zQ6UDCMQ/s1600/P8230293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2lQ_T55nk0/TlaePeQoUeI/AAAAAAAACck/a53zQ6UDCMQ/s320/P8230293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This tree fell in the road minutes before we got here. People were freaking out. See that&amp;nbsp;motorcycle&amp;nbsp;on the left.. he wasn't letting a tree get in his way and just road right over. We sat wondering what was going to happen.&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/-06gTIroS6jM/TlaeQj0FPhI/AAAAAAAACco/Du7VV7HQA1M/s1600/P8230294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06gTIroS6jM/TlaeQj0FPhI/AAAAAAAACco/Du7VV7HQA1M/s320/P8230294.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then this SUV put a tow rope on the tree and pulled it off the road.&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/-Rcr3k31zIpU/TlaeR46xvLI/AAAAAAAACcs/EjcAbAMsv44/s1600/P8230295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcr3k31zIpU/TlaeR46xvLI/AAAAAAAACcs/EjcAbAMsv44/s320/P8230295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ kept saying the Rangers were going to be so mad when they saw it on the side of the road but we got through in less than 5 minutes! I'm just glad we weren't driving through when it fell. On family said they drove past and it fell just as they passed it. CRAZY!&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/-GytezcYbGvA/TlaeTQWWxbI/AAAAAAAACcw/LoEz0ElPLcw/s1600/P8230296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GytezcYbGvA/TlaeTQWWxbI/AAAAAAAACcw/LoEz0ElPLcw/s320/P8230296.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is tower falls. We set up our camp in this area. This is the only thing around this area so we took a nap then got some ice cream and hiked to see the falls.&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/-2bDFs5YmwLs/TlaeUetlmzI/AAAAAAAACc0/01vySaR2qbE/s1600/P8230297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2bDFs5YmwLs/TlaeUetlmzI/AAAAAAAACc0/01vySaR2qbE/s320/P8230297.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved the waterfalls. so pretty. This spot reminded me of the ride at Disneyland with the train.&amp;nbsp;&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/-edkiTitUVzU/TlaeVpN2Z1I/AAAAAAAACc4/5XdfB-4Cw0c/s1600/P8230298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edkiTitUVzU/TlaeVpN2Z1I/AAAAAAAACc4/5XdfB-4Cw0c/s320/P8230298.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/-HQMF1ehBZ6k/TlaeWuMsUsI/AAAAAAAACc8/G9ZDv-8aLEQ/s1600/P8230299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQMF1ehBZ6k/TlaeWuMsUsI/AAAAAAAACc8/G9ZDv-8aLEQ/s320/P8230299.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/-cbLr_N1fcLI/TlaeX67-hkI/AAAAAAAACdA/Vg6zzjkLo7k/s1600/P8230300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbLr_N1fcLI/TlaeX67-hkI/AAAAAAAACdA/Vg6zzjkLo7k/s320/P8230300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was our last stop at Mammoth Hot Springs. I was really impressed with it. I wanted to walk up the steps. BJ said he wished it was back in the 1900's so he could go set in the springs.&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/-t5fDos76H5M/TlaeYgEh75I/AAAAAAAACdE/4yrgKQc4bIQ/s1600/P8230301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5fDos76H5M/TlaeYgEh75I/AAAAAAAACdE/4yrgKQc4bIQ/s320/P8230301.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oops. Rylee was the life of the party as always. Everyone stopped us to say hi to her. She will smile at anyone which makes them stay longer to get more smiles. My favorite are kids wanted to see her. This one Asian kid kept trying to look around BJ so he could see Rylee. I had her in the carrier and saw him looking around BJ. When I got up to him he walked right to me and said, "Cute baby!" I bent down a bit so he could see her and he had to rub her tummy and touch her feet. His parents came over and tried pulling him away and he couldn't stop pointing at her. I love it!!&amp;nbsp;&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/-IvStSabPYtQ/TlaeZ3T1U1I/AAAAAAAACdI/7vaqOowO-SY/s1600/P8230302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvStSabPYtQ/TlaeZ3T1U1I/AAAAAAAACdI/7vaqOowO-SY/s320/P8230302.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/-SiGmqdJgVqg/TlaeaxPghyI/AAAAAAAACdM/Zr1n7CKqnXE/s1600/P8230303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiGmqdJgVqg/TlaeaxPghyI/AAAAAAAACdM/Zr1n7CKqnXE/s320/P8230303.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way out I got hungry so I pulled off by a lake to eat lunch. BJ took rylee down to see the water while I made the sandwiches. When I walked out I saw them sitting together watching the lake.&amp;nbsp;&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/-6Vnf4ywnh8c/TlaecZmlCDI/AAAAAAAACdQ/DpSiOY9h_fE/s1600/P8230304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vnf4ywnh8c/TlaecZmlCDI/AAAAAAAACdQ/DpSiOY9h_fE/s320/P8230304.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How cute is this!!! I love it!!&amp;nbsp;&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/-K9Q701gU3H4/TlaeeLUdlvI/AAAAAAAACdU/3BqKgWSqqi4/s1600/P8230305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9Q701gU3H4/TlaeeLUdlvI/AAAAAAAACdU/3BqKgWSqqi4/s320/P8230305.JPG" width="240" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAl9MOqHJfQ/TlaefvyLRVI/AAAAAAAACdY/O06QCpr5SZ8/s1600/P8230306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAl9MOqHJfQ/TlaefvyLRVI/AAAAAAAACdY/O06QCpr5SZ8/s320/P8230306.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We sat and ate lunch then headed home. It was a great trip. The thing I like was camping with something to do. All the attractions are at least 12-18 miles a part so you have to drive to each thing and stay about 10 minutes then off driving to the next. We did it in 2 1/2 days but it could have been done in 1 1/2. We figured that out as we just hung out at camp the second night. I didn't mind because I just like to camp but it gave us something to do during the day. It was pretty around the lakes. We saw a &amp;nbsp;lot of&amp;nbsp;animals too. I want to go during the spring and winter too. All I need is a pop up tent or RV because I froze at night and it is summer time! I'm glad I finally got to and see the amazing place that Yellowstone is!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2793826815497139870?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2793826815497139870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2793826815497139870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2793826815497139870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2793826815497139870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/08/yellowstone.html' title='Yellowstone'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rog3LAZ4rQ/Tlad2-KXRxI/AAAAAAAACbM/15-WtqVI2s0/s72-c/P8220268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-8933248859398104256</id><published>2011-08-20T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:43:31.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo!!!</title><content type='html'>&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rylee's first Rodeo happened this weekend. I wish I had boots and an outfit for her! Someday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtyIPk4Zs8/TlA2TbYgepI/AAAAAAAACa4/3yoRGla5xeU/s1600/P1010264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtyIPk4Zs8/TlA2TbYgepI/AAAAAAAACa4/3yoRGla5xeU/s320/P1010264.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmZysPDudiM/TlA2Ups2EnI/AAAAAAAACa8/mii2u_W3vwY/s1600/P8190260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmZysPDudiM/TlA2Ups2EnI/AAAAAAAACa8/mii2u_W3vwY/s320/P8190260.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Madison county put on a free rodeo and the first night was a kid rodeo. Kids ages 2-16 competed. The first picture has a calf with $1 bills on it and all kids ages 1-8 come out and chased it down for the money. It was sooooo funny! I had so much fun watching the kids Friday night. My all time favorite was the mutton bustin' which is tiny kids ages 2-6 hold on to sheep for the longest time. They had an 18 month old do it! SOOO cute!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4z0Fs1aDeRg/TlA2Vd9vyjI/AAAAAAAACbA/M3fs0e3Txc8/s1600/P8190261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4z0Fs1aDeRg/TlA2Vd9vyjI/AAAAAAAACbA/M3fs0e3Txc8/s320/P8190261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got to wear my cowboy boots again! Rodeos mean cowboy attire! I love my belt with buckles and my boots. Rylee now needs some!!&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/-NEwloKg1s9A/TlA2WD1nMJI/AAAAAAAACbE/Wy4riPfdKJM/s1600/P8200266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEwloKg1s9A/TlA2WD1nMJI/AAAAAAAACbE/Wy4riPfdKJM/s320/P8200266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy dressed her the second day. I can't get enough of her in that hat! I love it! She gets so much attention where ever we go! Saturday we went to a car show which had 6 cars and BJ won the drawing for a free shirt!! We watch the 4-H club action and it wouldn't be an Idaho rodeo without a free potato bar!!! They know how to do potatoes! We ate our free lunch while watching the Rancher Rodeo. We ran into one of BJ's old friend and enjoyed the day!&amp;nbsp;&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/-puKCeWuAQrM/TlA2WlWQTOI/AAAAAAAACbI/-qSQxHANqf4/s1600/P8200267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puKCeWuAQrM/TlA2WlWQTOI/AAAAAAAACbI/-qSQxHANqf4/s320/P8200267.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-8933248859398104256?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8933248859398104256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=8933248859398104256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8933248859398104256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8933248859398104256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/08/rodeo.html' title='Rodeo!!!'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtyIPk4Zs8/TlA2TbYgepI/AAAAAAAACa4/3yoRGla5xeU/s72-c/P1010264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3483396226773141365</id><published>2011-08-19T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:29:14.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love living in a small town. Right now school is out so there is hardly anyone here. I love in between semester time! We found out that this weekend was the county fair! Everything is free and there is even a rodeo. We love love love Rodeos!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was even a parade! I love parades. It was super small and only had horses and last all of 5 minutes but it was a parade&amp;nbsp;nonetheless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OdcFRyjTDk/Tk7Usttxd6I/AAAAAAAACao/fROZQWst7us/s1600/P8180256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OdcFRyjTDk/Tk7Usttxd6I/AAAAAAAACao/fROZQWst7us/s320/P8180256.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee's first parade!&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/-aypqX5ftutg/Tk7UtEAGqRI/AAAAAAAACas/WCgvXVJZbd4/s1600/P8180257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aypqX5ftutg/Tk7UtEAGqRI/AAAAAAAACas/WCgvXVJZbd4/s320/P8180257.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XuICHi6BvnQ/Tk7Ut10ovOI/AAAAAAAACaw/z28PLTswD08/s1600/P8180258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XuICHi6BvnQ/Tk7Ut10ovOI/AAAAAAAACaw/z28PLTswD08/s320/P8180258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loved it because it was outside... her favorite place to be!&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/-J6ruC6OlQVw/Tk7Uuc57KPI/AAAAAAAACa0/1uzkGU3u0ZM/s1600/P8180259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6ruC6OlQVw/Tk7Uuc57KPI/AAAAAAAACa0/1uzkGU3u0ZM/s320/P8180259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last set of horse men asked if we wanted to pet the horses. I made Bruce go pet it so i could take a picture. I got freaked out though because this horse seemed to like rylee but I didn't want it to touch her!!! Thankfully daddy put his arm between the horse and rylee before it could nuzzle her. Got a cool picture though =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3483396226773141365?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3483396226773141365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3483396226773141365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3483396226773141365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3483396226773141365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/08/small-town.html' title='Small town'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OdcFRyjTDk/Tk7Usttxd6I/AAAAAAAACao/fROZQWst7us/s72-c/P8180256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3833552152488110722</id><published>2011-08-19T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:23:07.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgaOhOrf7RE/Tk7TnnmASlI/AAAAAAAACaM/NBwTCkj4PkU/s1600/P7230134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgaOhOrf7RE/Tk7TnnmASlI/AAAAAAAACaM/NBwTCkj4PkU/s320/P7230134.JPG" width="240" /&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/-G4mLxs4GO00/Tk7TooXxPfI/AAAAAAAACaQ/XaRNSvChFKY/s1600/P7230137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G4mLxs4GO00/Tk7TooXxPfI/AAAAAAAACaQ/XaRNSvChFKY/s320/P7230137.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/-7gcXjVXGmX4/Tk7TpRH2qrI/AAAAAAAACaU/ZrHw7ruM9iw/s1600/P7230138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gcXjVXGmX4/Tk7TpRH2qrI/AAAAAAAACaU/ZrHw7ruM9iw/s320/P7230138.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/-wVGJTxsQsA8/Tk7TqC6WzBI/AAAAAAAACaY/cND1SuWlfUg/s1600/P7230140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVGJTxsQsA8/Tk7TqC6WzBI/AAAAAAAACaY/cND1SuWlfUg/s320/P7230140.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/-P5xln_3Do_k/Tk7TrS0pCwI/AAAAAAAACac/jaVYdTcf78A/s1600/P7230141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5xln_3Do_k/Tk7TrS0pCwI/AAAAAAAACac/jaVYdTcf78A/s320/P7230141.JPG" width="240" /&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/-bcaDEuLX3qQ/Tk7TsekLzjI/AAAAAAAACag/ai8gvkYuPLc/s1600/P7230143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bcaDEuLX3qQ/Tk7TsekLzjI/AAAAAAAACag/ai8gvkYuPLc/s320/P7230143.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/-3S0RlT8alr8/Tk7TtNttMRI/AAAAAAAACak/HJpOsLIR11Q/s1600/P7230145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3S0RlT8alr8/Tk7TtNttMRI/AAAAAAAACak/HJpOsLIR11Q/s320/P7230145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is way overdue but we did bless Rylee on the 24th of July. It was a super sweet experience. She had lots of Priesthood support and even though she cried through the whole thing I know she was happy to be surrounded with so many men who will love and be there for her. Thanks for everything who came and supported her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3833552152488110722?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3833552152488110722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3833552152488110722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3833552152488110722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3833552152488110722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/08/blessing-day.html' title='Blessing day'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgaOhOrf7RE/Tk7TnnmASlI/AAAAAAAACaM/NBwTCkj4PkU/s72-c/P7230134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3279878947437070867</id><published>2011-08-19T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:46:10.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are HOME!!</title><content type='html'>We are home and have internet again!!! YAY!! Rylee has also adjusted and finally taking more than a 30 minute nap! WHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things we did the last week being in Phoenix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7NfUW9V7aY/Tk7PumQU0uI/AAAAAAAACYc/0ieX4pIJWXc/s1600/P8020158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7NfUW9V7aY/Tk7PumQU0uI/AAAAAAAACYc/0ieX4pIJWXc/s320/P8020158.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We played with second cousins once removed (not sure that's right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPz4jUfyl5o/Tk7PvdwZC6I/AAAAAAAACYg/VDBrMi3uSoQ/s1600/P8020161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPz4jUfyl5o/Tk7PvdwZC6I/AAAAAAAACYg/VDBrMi3uSoQ/s320/P8020161.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got ready for beach fun&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/-Dt4Dx18aFOA/Tk7PwJXJQdI/AAAAAAAACYk/SSV0wq7o-8c/s1600/P8030162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt4Dx18aFOA/Tk7PwJXJQdI/AAAAAAAACYk/SSV0wq7o-8c/s320/P8030162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went out to eat with cousin's and had cactus for the first time&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/-DIU8e-Ma6kU/Tk7PxKlegaI/AAAAAAAACYo/ZbAkOGuN1ag/s1600/P8030183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIU8e-Ma6kU/Tk7PxKlegaI/AAAAAAAACYo/ZbAkOGuN1ag/s320/P8030183.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took lots of family beach pictures&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/-a54gaccNauY/Tk7Pyht3M1I/AAAAAAAACYs/K3JHYU7DrBo/s1600/P8030187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a54gaccNauY/Tk7Pyht3M1I/AAAAAAAACYs/K3JHYU7DrBo/s320/P8030187.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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1X8Zlhagnw/Tk7PzdmpUdI/AAAAAAAACYw/KJXwGfu0Gmo/s1600/P8030195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1X8Zlhagnw/Tk7PzdmpUdI/AAAAAAAACYw/KJXwGfu0Gmo/s320/P8030195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got ice cream on the Santa Monica Pier&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/-3hFFn-vvGLQ/Tk7P0UFXIyI/AAAAAAAACY0/KPgY5R0m3-k/s1600/P8030196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3hFFn-vvGLQ/Tk7P0UFXIyI/AAAAAAAACY0/KPgY5R0m3-k/s320/P8030196.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/-lS3GtafYfhw/Tk7P09QvEWI/AAAAAAAACY4/Es-GPOci77Q/s1600/P8040200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lS3GtafYfhw/Tk7P09QvEWI/AAAAAAAACY4/Es-GPOci77Q/s320/P8040200.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got buried in the sand and made into a mermaid&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/-YENB7_7lp-Y/Tk7P1gmzKrI/AAAAAAAACY8/3bl6C6j4Qz8/s1600/P8040202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YENB7_7lp-Y/Tk7P1gmzKrI/AAAAAAAACY8/3bl6C6j4Qz8/s320/P8040202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hung out with the soon to be bride and groom&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/-zMrFbb2c4A0/Tk7P2qENRkI/AAAAAAAACZA/oYmQSlNuAW8/s1600/P8050206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMrFbb2c4A0/Tk7P2qENRkI/AAAAAAAACZA/oYmQSlNuAW8/s320/P8050206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Attended Matt and Camille's Sealing&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/-uNFMZ5tGSHQ/Tk7P3uK0OCI/AAAAAAAACZE/hte70ILuPEU/s1600/P8050207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNFMZ5tGSHQ/Tk7P3uK0OCI/AAAAAAAACZE/hte70ILuPEU/s320/P8050207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee stole the show at the reception! I'm sure there will be more pictures of her and video then the couple&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/-sXHmiPuhsrc/Tk7P46N392I/AAAAAAAACZI/KfFjSeBZA4A/s1600/P8060212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXHmiPuhsrc/Tk7P46N392I/AAAAAAAACZI/KfFjSeBZA4A/s320/P8060212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped at Downtown Disney and got&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;they took down the CALIFORNIA!&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/-sKKdMbnYi7c/Tk7P5nnrqbI/AAAAAAAACZM/B24mnk1XqnI/s1600/P8060213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sKKdMbnYi7c/Tk7P5nnrqbI/AAAAAAAACZM/B24mnk1XqnI/s320/P8060213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee got in a good nap but wouldn't sleep in the car (we had to say in a motel on the way home)&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/-Mykvhv3N93k/Tk7P6xBXyKI/AAAAAAAACZQ/mqbh3jIbDew/s1600/P8100215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mykvhv3N93k/Tk7P6xBXyKI/AAAAAAAACZQ/mqbh3jIbDew/s320/P8100215.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hung out with a cousin who is a month older&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/-SFy2Q-lrNB8/Tk7P7ho8B3I/AAAAAAAACZU/roP93tCLmcY/s1600/P8100218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFy2Q-lrNB8/Tk7P7ho8B3I/AAAAAAAACZU/roP93tCLmcY/s320/P8100218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got super interested in books&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/-IRCXovUZ6Ug/Tk7P8nLwmgI/AAAAAAAACZY/JcgVJyXazL8/s1600/P8120220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRCXovUZ6Ug/Tk7P8nLwmgI/AAAAAAAACZY/JcgVJyXazL8/s320/P8120220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Danced with nieces.. no &amp;nbsp;not Kaci but same blonde hair&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/-3VtxOLMIdQI/Tk7P9rdjYVI/AAAAAAAACZc/eRKyTXG4Lzg/s1600/P8120222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VtxOLMIdQI/Tk7P9rdjYVI/AAAAAAAACZc/eRKyTXG4Lzg/s320/P8120222.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Babysat my old Athletic trainer's kids like old time&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/-ngX-JF8cGPI/Tk7P-nOjX2I/AAAAAAAACZg/NYGotrk5KeY/s1600/P8120225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngX-JF8cGPI/Tk7P-nOjX2I/AAAAAAAACZg/NYGotrk5KeY/s320/P8120225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got my hair cut&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/-L8bNTgW6M6E/Tk7P_LkAddI/AAAAAAAACZk/T2M93P_mlmE/s1600/P8140233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8bNTgW6M6E/Tk7P_LkAddI/AAAAAAAACZk/T2M93P_mlmE/s320/P8140233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped to see Papa and Bruce got to try his famous oh so yummy spaghetti finally! And see why I eat spaghetti with a spoon!&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/-0XLNjlcLs0U/Tk7QAJwgGxI/AAAAAAAACZo/PBMW1-Ia9K0/s1600/P8140234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XLNjlcLs0U/Tk7QAJwgGxI/AAAAAAAACZo/PBMW1-Ia9K0/s320/P8140234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped to say good bye mom and dad and had fun with the Lister's as we all tried to shoot the $10 with the bow. Uncle Kevin won but Bruce got the 10! Thanks Kevin!!&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/-uFKgS_L_nGA/Tk7QBNTYZ0I/AAAAAAAACZs/NOeJFI59I2k/s1600/P8140237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFKgS_L_nGA/Tk7QBNTYZ0I/AAAAAAAACZs/NOeJFI59I2k/s320/P8140237.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee entertained Grandma during to shooting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-ujENYD51jC0/Tk7QC9OnaTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/yPwptJlSZKU/s1600/P8140243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ujENYD51jC0/Tk7QC9OnaTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/yPwptJlSZKU/s320/P8140243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jess took pictures of scary faces&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/-Wq9XLoXvS8Q/Tk7QDhFrZ_I/AAAAAAAACZ4/2XD6-nEZxvY/s1600/P8140246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq9XLoXvS8Q/Tk7QDhFrZ_I/AAAAAAAACZ4/2XD6-nEZxvY/s320/P8140246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loved on Brookie&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/-2rvac7H7Wnk/Tk7QEMR_qGI/AAAAAAAACZ8/0XfYmY03x-0/s1600/P8160248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rvac7H7Wnk/Tk7QEMR_qGI/AAAAAAAACZ8/0XfYmY03x-0/s320/P8160248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Rylee finally relaxing on our own couch!&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/-6nIYgtUJlFQ/Tk7QE0vtvrI/AAAAAAAACaA/AtcoOJaLeJQ/s1600/P8160250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nIYgtUJlFQ/Tk7QE0vtvrI/AAAAAAAACaA/AtcoOJaLeJQ/s320/P8160250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy finally got to watch cable tv again!&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/-naiY4T0YriM/Tk7QFiHSjCI/AAAAAAAACaE/9zsRusr8y68/s1600/P8160252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-naiY4T0YriM/Tk7QFiHSjCI/AAAAAAAACaE/9zsRusr8y68/s320/P8160252.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee tried out her bumbo and loved it! I now can cook dinner with two hands!!&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/-yyPVNdHlqIE/Tk7QGc1vwMI/AAAAAAAACaI/D2MAC8e3LTw/s1600/P8170254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yyPVNdHlqIE/Tk7QGc1vwMI/AAAAAAAACaI/D2MAC8e3LTw/s320/P8170254.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee also thinks she is old enough to feed herself&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&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;Rylee rolled over for the first time today!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(no picture cuz I was watching a&amp;nbsp;leopard&amp;nbsp;carry a dead carcass up a tree and when I looked down at Rylee she was rolling onto her tummy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had lots of fun in Phoenix and we are glad family and friends got to meet Rylee and play with us. We had planned on coming home for Thanksgiving but that was before we looked at the price. Sooo we don't know when we will be back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1936019863"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1936019864"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3279878947437070867?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3279878947437070867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3279878947437070867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3279878947437070867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3279878947437070867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-are-home.html' title='We are HOME!!'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7NfUW9V7aY/Tk7PumQU0uI/AAAAAAAACYc/0ieX4pIJWXc/s72-c/P8020158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1686345261583527144</id><published>2011-07-17T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:44:23.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one BIG post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We don't have internet so I have to post everything all at once while I have some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhxKAFnt1IQ/TiM3GBvAYVI/AAAAAAAACUg/L6BQ8sfzWIo/s1600/P6300014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhxKAFnt1IQ/TiM3GBvAYVI/AAAAAAAACUg/L6BQ8sfzWIo/s320/P6300014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY sister Kerri has an underwater camera and when BJ saw it when they visited he just had to have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My nephew sam helped us break in our new camera!&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/-PVhC6SUaEQA/TiM3H12SRuI/AAAAAAAACUk/3QchyrBG_fw/s1600/P6300015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVhC6SUaEQA/TiM3H12SRuI/AAAAAAAACUk/3QchyrBG_fw/s320/P6300015.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-amxwtoyAvdk/TiM3JC1mOFI/AAAAAAAACUo/RfgJFVG3dOM/s1600/P6300016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-amxwtoyAvdk/TiM3JC1mOFI/AAAAAAAACUo/RfgJFVG3dOM/s320/P6300016.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4le4CA5rQFY/TiM3K9fk4rI/AAAAAAAACUs/AklE6uUxJrw/s1600/P6300030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4le4CA5rQFY/TiM3K9fk4rI/AAAAAAAACUs/AklE6uUxJrw/s320/P6300030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can't really see it but she has on a polo. I love the cute collar on her!&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/-pXsry_m18Wg/TiM3MVLKxoI/AAAAAAAACUw/LIezMqMnxz0/s1600/P7010039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXsry_m18Wg/TiM3MVLKxoI/AAAAAAAACUw/LIezMqMnxz0/s320/P7010039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She always holds her bink when she sleeps. She has done this since she was born. I love it!&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/-cOUuUQo7y2U/TiM3ONt26EI/AAAAAAAACU0/ivUiwhI_y8o/s1600/P7010040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOUuUQo7y2U/TiM3ONt26EI/AAAAAAAACU0/ivUiwhI_y8o/s320/P7010040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Michele has a swing in her yard but I think Rylee is still a tad to small to play though&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/-dvey2_RKlKw/TiM3P_hfRSI/AAAAAAAACU4/6gJ-Onsiofg/s1600/P7010045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvey2_RKlKw/TiM3P_hfRSI/AAAAAAAACU4/6gJ-Onsiofg/s320/P7010045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee was spoiled and got 3 4th of july outfits. This one my cousin Jessica made for her. We wore one each day of the weekend.&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/-L8jEILEFmc4/TiM3Rlzl1aI/AAAAAAAACU8/hlugZUWRASQ/s1600/P7010050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8jEILEFmc4/TiM3Rlzl1aI/AAAAAAAACU8/hlugZUWRASQ/s320/P7010050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love when she eats and holds her arm up like this. I think it's so cute&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/-wmHBmQjilvQ/TiM3TgC2SgI/AAAAAAAACVA/zPtSHgFj6hI/s1600/P7030054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmHBmQjilvQ/TiM3TgC2SgI/AAAAAAAACVA/zPtSHgFj6hI/s320/P7030054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She smiles all the time now! I LOVE IT!!!&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/-7udOZMsPuJI/TiM3V-NiZPI/AAAAAAAACVE/FMCvYnCPK-c/s1600/P7030058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7udOZMsPuJI/TiM3V-NiZPI/AAAAAAAACVE/FMCvYnCPK-c/s320/P7030058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that face!!&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/-kVBe73NXhYo/TiM3XgqNvTI/AAAAAAAACVI/sP5UWchDsW0/s1600/P7040061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVBe73NXhYo/TiM3XgqNvTI/AAAAAAAACVI/sP5UWchDsW0/s320/P7040061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Kim made her some super cute bows. This is her 2nd outfit from GG topped off with her festive head band by kim!&amp;nbsp;&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/--QEkdCNXJSs/TiM3Zj1u0EI/AAAAAAAACVM/EpquzibZdlM/s1600/P7040062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QEkdCNXJSs/TiM3Zj1u0EI/AAAAAAAACVM/EpquzibZdlM/s320/P7040062.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/-PRr5tCI7Dak/TiM3brJeyRI/AAAAAAAACVQ/3pmhQ-C24aQ/s1600/P7040064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRr5tCI7Dak/TiM3brJeyRI/AAAAAAAACVQ/3pmhQ-C24aQ/s320/P7040064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad getting ready for the fireworks&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/-phsHIbWyLIg/TiM3di9ozaI/AAAAAAAACVU/jJXEZ3S_LPs/s1600/P7040065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phsHIbWyLIg/TiM3di9ozaI/AAAAAAAACVU/jJXEZ3S_LPs/s320/P7040065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spend the day in Prescott and had a blast! and Really really yummy food!&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/-e4YIdIJ43rQ/TiM3fbDedLI/AAAAAAAACVY/10WhgPFCdzQ/s1600/P7040066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4YIdIJ43rQ/TiM3fbDedLI/AAAAAAAACVY/10WhgPFCdzQ/s320/P7040066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Family photo... I know we are so cute haha&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/-gN8enwK7rjY/TiM3g6XTeGI/AAAAAAAACVc/nVJfP6uHWKU/s1600/P7040068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gN8enwK7rjY/TiM3g6XTeGI/AAAAAAAACVc/nVJfP6uHWKU/s320/P7040068.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/-8HcjWtYkCT4/TiM3iqIgZGI/AAAAAAAACVg/Uk4GSu4Re1A/s1600/P7040069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HcjWtYkCT4/TiM3iqIgZGI/AAAAAAAACVg/Uk4GSu4Re1A/s320/P7040069.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O97TJxfjQw0/TiM3kSqhgsI/AAAAAAAACVk/HV9q0_zwV6g/s1600/P7040070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O97TJxfjQw0/TiM3kSqhgsI/AAAAAAAACVk/HV9q0_zwV6g/s320/P7040070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZK1awsGo5I/TiM4GzOSA7I/AAAAAAAACVo/_qE1N7TbZCw/s1600/P7040071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZK1awsGo5I/TiM4GzOSA7I/AAAAAAAACVo/_qE1N7TbZCw/s320/P7040071.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/-LLXIGnUH5a8/TiM4ImrZk5I/AAAAAAAACVs/B_l9G3RDRvU/s1600/P7040072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLXIGnUH5a8/TiM4ImrZk5I/AAAAAAAACVs/B_l9G3RDRvU/s320/P7040072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bubba held Rylee during the fireworks so I got to enjoy the show!&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/-g6WEg7-3LcI/TiM4KG7x56I/AAAAAAAACVw/SAuChoLd0oY/s1600/P7050078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6WEg7-3LcI/TiM4KG7x56I/AAAAAAAACVw/SAuChoLd0oY/s320/P7050078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee working on her tan&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/-KG02ZsJUxfo/TiM4LceglxI/AAAAAAAACV0/jL8QQ9NKnHY/s1600/P7050087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KG02ZsJUxfo/TiM4LceglxI/AAAAAAAACV0/jL8QQ9NKnHY/s320/P7050087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom gave me this swim suit. It says for 12 months but it fits better then her 3 month one. baby clothes are so weird.&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/-nP-1BnxUb3A/TiM4Mo43V6I/AAAAAAAACV4/QvtaU4bYoU8/s1600/P7060088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nP-1BnxUb3A/TiM4Mo43V6I/AAAAAAAACV4/QvtaU4bYoU8/s320/P7060088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been able to hang out with my friends Tasha and Jessica and Tasha has a little girl that is a few months older than Rylee. They liked sleeping together =]&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/-QAXt1kv6tlA/TiM4OIJe3kI/AAAAAAAACV8/3UmXi4EVfa4/s1600/P7080089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAXt1kv6tlA/TiM4OIJe3kI/AAAAAAAACV8/3UmXi4EVfa4/s320/P7080089.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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxK4dC0nlc8/TiM4QCq_wVI/AAAAAAAACWA/FqVXWzfQneA/s1600/P7090093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxK4dC0nlc8/TiM4QCq_wVI/AAAAAAAACWA/FqVXWzfQneA/s320/P7090093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest picture ever! Dad bought her this cute pink dress and tights. I topped it off with one of Kim's headbands and pink shoes! LOVE IT!&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/-zM_Q51rZpmY/TiM4SCyzzcI/AAAAAAAACWE/2PTsB_7UOxI/s1600/P7120096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zM_Q51rZpmY/TiM4SCyzzcI/AAAAAAAACWE/2PTsB_7UOxI/s320/P7120096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tasha and Allie!!! We have LOVED being able to spend time with these girls!&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/-QJW96Vov7mw/TiM4T5hDAsI/AAAAAAAACWI/YoibDFW97Yw/s1600/P7120099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJW96Vov7mw/TiM4T5hDAsI/AAAAAAAACWI/YoibDFW97Yw/s320/P7120099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My old house on Keim that I grew up in. They put up fences and made it look so different. How I miss that house!!&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/-o13slTUbYC4/TiM4VzLMTQI/AAAAAAAACWM/b2FvH7fP2yg/s1600/P7120100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o13slTUbYC4/TiM4VzLMTQI/AAAAAAAACWM/b2FvH7fP2yg/s320/P7120100.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/-0IKfuvFAXjw/TiM4X0vY5-I/AAAAAAAACWQ/YjwCd1zgkeQ/s1600/P7130106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0IKfuvFAXjw/TiM4X0vY5-I/AAAAAAAACWQ/YjwCd1zgkeQ/s320/P7130106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE that she smiles and laughs!&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/-5VQofJGnIuk/TiM4Z7UlpjI/AAAAAAAACWU/1V7E-M_9X0w/s1600/P7130107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5VQofJGnIuk/TiM4Z7UlpjI/AAAAAAAACWU/1V7E-M_9X0w/s320/P7130107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All time favorite picture!&amp;nbsp;&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/-An8PnkaCzrw/TiM4bw00H8I/AAAAAAAACWY/M2SuocC1Ehs/s1600/P7130109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-An8PnkaCzrw/TiM4bw00H8I/AAAAAAAACWY/M2SuocC1Ehs/s320/P7130109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is just starting to like looking at toys but not for too long&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/-w2gC1c_yZls/TiM4dzfmAxI/AAAAAAAACWc/6iecUMcgXNA/s1600/P7130110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2gC1c_yZls/TiM4dzfmAxI/AAAAAAAACWc/6iecUMcgXNA/s320/P7130110.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/-qfb61vPZUzQ/TiM4f-NqQXI/AAAAAAAACWg/ogNZ2YAHaVY/s1600/P7130111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfb61vPZUzQ/TiM4f-NqQXI/AAAAAAAACWg/ogNZ2YAHaVY/s320/P7130111.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/-QGzVb7vtNBw/TiM4h8yNUII/AAAAAAAACWk/HjRkYfdlq5A/s1600/P7160112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGzVb7vtNBw/TiM4h8yNUII/AAAAAAAACWk/HjRkYfdlq5A/s320/P7160112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the other outfit from misty! BJ loves it and puts her in it all the time&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/-D4wtNwCMaJU/TiM4j3ctouI/AAAAAAAACWo/A_r0KTcqwRA/s1600/P7160114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4wtNwCMaJU/TiM4j3ctouI/AAAAAAAACWo/A_r0KTcqwRA/s320/P7160114.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPLGr_I_W0A/TiM4lqeBUtI/AAAAAAAACWs/5dEpEtNLr4M/s1600/P7160116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPLGr_I_W0A/TiM4lqeBUtI/AAAAAAAACWs/5dEpEtNLr4M/s320/P7160116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was watching a soccer game and she wanted to watch too. She kept arching her head back to watch it so I picked her up and then she was interested. When I put her back down then she wanted to watch again. I guess it was a better game watching it upside down =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1686345261583527144?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1686345261583527144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1686345261583527144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1686345261583527144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1686345261583527144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-big-post.html' title='one BIG post'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhxKAFnt1IQ/TiM3GBvAYVI/AAAAAAAACUg/L6BQ8sfzWIo/s72-c/P6300014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2901903834611359887</id><published>2011-06-25T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T19:18:32.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hate putting a bunch of posts all in one but I'm short on internet time and&amp;nbsp;not holding rylee time.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igRNtrn_Zl8/TgaS9e_XXAI/AAAAAAAACUE/mxJghGgKYls/s1600/SDC10848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igRNtrn_Zl8/TgaS9e_XXAI/AAAAAAAACUE/mxJghGgKYls/s320/SDC10848.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She fell asleep with Aunt karen with her feet up on her&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/-LmA6wuK9TFU/TgaTB3EYEwI/AAAAAAAACUI/9cmdgNVuqNw/s1600/SDC10847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmA6wuK9TFU/TgaTB3EYEwI/AAAAAAAACUI/9cmdgNVuqNw/s320/SDC10847.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt karen was nice enough to be a cozy chair for her =]&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/-HzbCudBPJaQ/TgaTG_mfwLI/AAAAAAAACUM/vY-8yTYA9_c/s1600/SDC10846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzbCudBPJaQ/TgaTG_mfwLI/AAAAAAAACUM/vY-8yTYA9_c/s320/SDC10846.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Misty and Aunt Sandy and Uncle George came over and spoiled Rylee with cute outfits and a baby carrier! I am so excited to use it! I've been wanting one so bad! i can't wait!!&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/-_43JcHVgQfo/TgaTMoQgUAI/AAAAAAAACUQ/v9FuZEChK9k/s1600/SDC10845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_43JcHVgQfo/TgaTMoQgUAI/AAAAAAAACUQ/v9FuZEChK9k/s320/SDC10845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad got her a swim suit so we tried swimming out. She loves water! Her swim suit is super cute and a tad big. Her bottoms slip right off her tiny booty! I couldn't get in the water yet and BJ can't get is 7 stitches wet. (Fun story, BJ sliced his finer with a pocket knife the day we were packing to come to AZ. I rushed him to the student health care center and then he sat with rylee while I did all the packing and putting things in the car and driving to Salt lake. He can't do something but he is still a big help!)&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/-uPwXui5Cgww/TgaTSPvPw4I/AAAAAAAACUU/o2Xov4U-i5Y/s1600/SDC10843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPwXui5Cgww/TgaTSPvPw4I/AAAAAAAACUU/o2Xov4U-i5Y/s320/SDC10843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Father's day!&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/-vvWFSPwcBIw/TgaTW5_M0NI/AAAAAAAACUY/9-lh4RhM_as/s1600/SDC10840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvWFSPwcBIw/TgaTW5_M0NI/AAAAAAAACUY/9-lh4RhM_as/s320/SDC10840.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't daddy and Rylee so cute!! I didn't get anything on mothers day but I wanted BJ to have something. We went to the drive ins and saw X MEN and Fast five. It was awesome. Rylee did great sleeping with us on the air mattress in the back of our car. I also asked him what he wanted for dinner and he wanted home made pizza, fresh squeezed lemonade and cheesecake. Well fathers day came and Rylee wasn't happy (she never is on sundays. even when I was pregnant sundays were my worst days. werid I know). Thankfully Danny came over and helped BJ make all his stuff and Rylee and I got to enjoy them after our 3 hour nap =] We also went for a walk and got to see people from our old ward. It was a good day.&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/-06Cq30MTxZc/TgaTgJIDjrI/AAAAAAAACUc/ulFpfoj2DYQ/s1600/SDC10839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-06Cq30MTxZc/TgaTgJIDjrI/AAAAAAAACUc/ulFpfoj2DYQ/s320/SDC10839.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first and prolly only time she can wear those cute white shoes. She got all dressed up for daddy.To bad her feet are huge but at least she got to wear shoes once. This was her first time ever wearing shoes too =]&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;Being back in AZ is hard but We love seeing everyone. Dad got her a cute dress and sock shoes for her one month birthday. This week we are taking her one month pictures and I plan to dress her in that. I'm glad Rylee got to meet dad while she was still tiny! Grammy (mother in law) was very excited to hold her she ran up from working out just to hold her. Grandpa had her but Helen took her right away!! =] Her aunts were so excited to see her. Maire showed her off to all her co workers. Michele treated us to dinner at Olive Garden. Sadly Rylee doesn't like being in places that are loud and overcrowed so I didn't get to eat my meal until I got home. It was good though. She also got very spoiled by her cousins and now has lots of clothes to wear while down here that are summer clothes! Thanks misty, jessica, and eva!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2901903834611359887?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2901903834611359887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2901903834611359887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2901903834611359887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2901903834611359887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-in-one.html' title='All in one'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igRNtrn_Zl8/TgaS9e_XXAI/AAAAAAAACUE/mxJghGgKYls/s72-c/SDC10848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2913388363931531638</id><published>2011-06-19T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:37:40.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEyQYWGupY/Tf4j7xQE9DI/AAAAAAAACTk/VnxbK8gaX2k/s1600/_DSC0873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEyQYWGupY/Tf4j7xQE9DI/AAAAAAAACTk/VnxbK8gaX2k/s320/_DSC0873.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my second favorite! So precious!&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/-0Gt5ddas7s8/Tf4kAKViysI/AAAAAAAACTo/77bgk5kWFtA/s1600/_DSC0883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Gt5ddas7s8/Tf4kAKViysI/AAAAAAAACTo/77bgk5kWFtA/s320/_DSC0883.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Classic Rylee face! I love it!&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/-L-7ahhT3vvU/Tf4kDaxZJDI/AAAAAAAACTs/5puWMktn8YA/s1600/_DSC0921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-7ahhT3vvU/Tf4kDaxZJDI/AAAAAAAACTs/5puWMktn8YA/s320/_DSC0921.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She wouldn't let us take that bink out&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/-uYaKEWYuKV4/Tf4kKTcvFpI/AAAAAAAACTw/tGOSS64-H0I/s1600/_DSC0887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYaKEWYuKV4/Tf4kKTcvFpI/AAAAAAAACTw/tGOSS64-H0I/s320/_DSC0887.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She didn't like the bowl.. Can you tell I just stole the bink?!&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/-VpFUSqk2qZI/Tf4kQtOCfLI/AAAAAAAACT0/J6TDR9lQPiE/s1600/_DSC0900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VpFUSqk2qZI/Tf4kQtOCfLI/AAAAAAAACT0/J6TDR9lQPiE/s320/_DSC0900.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See not happy at all!&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/-XDPLuzt-E84/Tf4kWNy8PAI/AAAAAAAACT4/WpsV_4SJGh4/s1600/_DSC0913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XDPLuzt-E84/Tf4kWNy8PAI/AAAAAAAACT4/WpsV_4SJGh4/s320/_DSC0913.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can take the girl out of the hood but you can't take the hood out of the girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-eM3ODPfFd6M/Tf4kdPrI1zI/AAAAAAAACT8/P4038F0BdLI/s1600/_DSC0923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eM3ODPfFd6M/Tf4kdPrI1zI/AAAAAAAACT8/P4038F0BdLI/s320/_DSC0923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Classic Rylee with her arm over her head.&amp;nbsp;&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/-TdMOkHt64mA/Tf4kgJns8tI/AAAAAAAACUA/cFr1GjpC9cQ/s1600/_DSC0920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdMOkHt64mA/Tf4kgJns8tI/AAAAAAAACUA/cFr1GjpC9cQ/s320/_DSC0920.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Always has the hands by her face&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the girls up here is doing a newborn project for her photography class and she willingly took pictures for free. We tried 2 different days but Rylee just was not into having her picture taken. I didn't get nearly any of the the pictures I wanted but I was just happy she got some at least. I saved my favorite one because I plan on sending out some newborn&amp;nbsp;announcements&amp;nbsp;and I didn't want to spoil it on here. Once I get it all put together I'll post it. Rylee may not have a future career in modeling but she sure is a cutie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2913388363931531638?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2913388363931531638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2913388363931531638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2913388363931531638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2913388363931531638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/06/newborn-shoot.html' title='Newborn Shoot'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEyQYWGupY/Tf4j7xQE9DI/AAAAAAAACTk/VnxbK8gaX2k/s72-c/_DSC0873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2470653571500952339</id><published>2011-06-18T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T14:27:12.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the fun</title><content type='html'>Rylee has slowly been helping us become parents. She gave us a few weeks to get used to her then she started the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first "blow out" was a little spot on her outfit. Nothing big so I didn't think anything of it. Since then Dad has gotten pooped on several times and I'm understanding why people say babies go through a lot of outfits during the day. One day she went through 4!!! Oh and the best part... BJ pulled her out of her car seat and the next thing we know I'm rinsing out his shirt and her shirt and pants. 4 hours later and several car rides later I look at her car seat and see the side is covered in poop! I didn't have time to clean it (on the way to hospital... story coming up next) and before I could clean it my future sister in law saw it and called me on it! DANG! I now change her diaper whenever it looks big and have extra clothes with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also starting to spit up after she eats a lot. I now always have a burp cloth with me and have worn the "mom sign" (spit up all over) to several places. I think BJ has gone through more outfit changes because of her then I have and I'm more then ok with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a classic first time mom story that you always hear about. I hadn't experienced anything that was too hard or made me all frazzled until last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother in law Dan had a choir concert so we got dressed up and headed over. Once we got there I saw on the ticket that no one under the age of 6 was allowed in. That meant Mom and Rylee had to go home. The first of many events to come that mom wont be able to attend I guess. Rylee fell asleep on the ride home and was out cold so I figured I'd get to have my own hot shower! I set her next to the door in the hallway and left the door open in case she woke up. I was so excited to get a hot long shower and planned on washing my hair AND shaving my legs! I got to the conditioner part and was just soaping up when I hear the fire alarms go off. At first I didn't know what it was then I realized it and wondered if there was a fire in my house!!!! Then of course Rylee starts crying and I jump out of the shower and try to fan the alarms to get it stop. Thank goodness I didn't have the blinds open that day! My carpet got soaking wet as I try to calm her down and stop the alarm. I then jumped back into the shower to rinse off quickly and got out and grabbed Rylee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She calmed down enough to let me get dressed and I tried on 4-5 different pairs of pants. I &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; fit into my jeans but not just yet. Sad day! I then grabbed BJ's&amp;nbsp;jersey and everything I needed from upstairs and headed down to drink some water and feed hungry baby. I get everything ready and see that I have 30 minutes until I have to pick up BJ and just start to feed Rylee when my phone rings. I get up and BJ tells me I have to get him RIGHT NOW cuz Matt just had another seizure. I made rylee a bottle put her in the car seat grab some pants throw everything into the diaper bag and rush off to get him then off to the hospital. After he is all checked in we then head over to BJ's basketball game which sadly they lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man what a hectic night. Thankfully Rylee calmed down in the car (her favorite spot other than the shower) and Matt was ok. I only forgot one bag and Rylee did really well in the ER waiting room. (Don't worry DAD the ER up here has zero people in it and we weren't there very long) Needless to say we both slept really well last night. I even found 10 minutes to make a binki clip for her. I don't know why it took me 3 1/2 weeks to make one. Dropping the binki 100 times a day and looking for it non stop is not fun. And the going to walmart at 10 pm because Mom lost the binki and having to buy another one is not fun either.&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;Oh and my daughter is balding. She cute head of hair is now almost all gone on top. I need to take more pictures and post the ones I have I just haven't downloaded them yet. My computer time is very limited these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And BJ and I will be heading to Phoenix next week. He will be working for his dad and we will be there for Matt's wedding. The Fireworks stand is a no go sadly and we get to endure the awful heat now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2470653571500952339?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2470653571500952339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2470653571500952339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2470653571500952339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2470653571500952339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-fun.html' title='Oh the fun'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1275311872691065760</id><published>2011-06-08T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T17:27:47.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every day changes</title><content type='html'>&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-67WL07M55Bs/TfAQKmJsMdI/AAAAAAAACTE/Adf4rqttY_A/s1600/Photo021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-67WL07M55Bs/TfAQKmJsMdI/AAAAAAAACTE/Adf4rqttY_A/s320/Photo021.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is usually me but today Daddy got a turn!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee does something new everyday. I haven't had the same time schedule since we left the hospital. One day she will sleep all day long and the next she wont sleep at all. I don't get it. Today is a no sleep day. She usually gets at least a 3-4 hour nap in the mid to late evening but today she has woken up every half hour and has eaten every 2 hours!! She is also super super attached to me. I for one love it, but it makes it really really hard to do stuff I want to do. I'm learning that I no longer get to do what i want when I want. It all depends on her now. That has been hard for me but I'm learning. Today she wont sleep longer than 30 minutes unless I'm holding her. After about an hour I'm spent on holding her so I'll try to lay her down then she gets mad and wakes up and is up forever and cranky. I finally gave up and sat in the rocking chair figuring I'd sleep with her and take me usual 2 hour nap but I had to go to the restroom so I passed her off to dad. Thankfully she was so tuckered out she hasn't woken up yet. When I saw BJ passed out with her I couldn't help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days are super easy. Some days are super hard. Some days are in between. Its never the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would have told me to practice doing things one handed my whole pregnancy. I am no where close to being able to do anything while holding her. My sister Kerri sent me her Moby wrap but Rylee SCREAMS whenever we try it. I gotta keep practicing though cuz I need both arms!! Have you ever tried to open a new bag of cereal and new bottle of milk with one hand?! Its hard! And when you just can't do it and you hold baby over bowl (really large mug because all the bowls were dirty and washing one handed was not goin to happen this morning) and she starts to kick your heart stops as you try to save bowl (mug) and cereal from falling to the floor. I'm getting better but man is it hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there goes my free hour and half. feeding time. peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1275311872691065760?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1275311872691065760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1275311872691065760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1275311872691065760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1275311872691065760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/06/every-day-changes.html' title='Every day changes'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-67WL07M55Bs/TfAQKmJsMdI/AAAAAAAACTE/Adf4rqttY_A/s72-c/Photo021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-7978840787151451483</id><published>2011-06-05T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:18:09.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things we do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EngY1Epi3c/TewkCnCTq3I/AAAAAAAACSs/QITL749MxPY/s1600/girks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EngY1Epi3c/TewkCnCTq3I/AAAAAAAACSs/QITL749MxPY/s1600/girks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weather is starting to get really nice here. Its driving me nuts sitting in the house all day so I thought it would be nice to go on a picnic.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMyzX25lzNM/TewkJhQkHJI/AAAAAAAACS0/Q1OlGi521os/s1600/picnic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_8YW3PSQLQ/TewkEmyOByI/AAAAAAAACSw/MttSEW_NajU/s1600/birth+ann.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_8YW3PSQLQ/TewkEmyOByI/AAAAAAAACSw/MttSEW_NajU/s1600/birth+ann.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mom is super crafty and hand&amp;nbsp;stitched this. I love it! green and purple are my favorite colors.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjTxRlo21wI/TewkMtxptlI/AAAAAAAACS4/_g6mXqy3cEo/s1600/rylee+sleeping.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjTxRlo21wI/TewkMtxptlI/AAAAAAAACS4/_g6mXqy3cEo/s320/rylee+sleeping.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/-Ui789Crctl4/TewkPQ4pnRI/AAAAAAAACS8/M5ioODFUWAU/s1600/sleeping.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui789Crctl4/TewkPQ4pnRI/AAAAAAAACS8/M5ioODFUWAU/s1600/sleeping.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this website&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blogs.babycenter.com/mom_stories/7-signs-of-a-new-mom/"&gt;http://blogs.babycenter.com/mom_stories/7-signs-of-a-new-mom/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and it talks about the 7 signs that you are a new mom. i'm pretty sure i'm the luckiest first time mom ever.&lt;br /&gt;1. she is wearing yoga pants.- I'm wearing my&amp;nbsp;maternity pants and my husbands button up shirts. Button up is so much easier when nursing!&lt;br /&gt;2.no make-up - I actually get ready now. I gave that up around my third trimester but since she's come I've done my hair every day and worn make-up!&lt;br /&gt;3.dark circles under the eye- I haven't had this much sleep since i got pregnant! I was worried about the no sleep part but Rylee sleeps great! The first week she slept for 3 hours at a time. The last few days she has slept for 7&amp;nbsp;straight hours!! As long as i'm sleeping next to her she sleeps great! I do take a nap with her around 3 every day so I'm &amp;nbsp;doing great!&lt;br /&gt;4.hair in pony- only today for church cuz she slept in and we took a shower so i didn't have time to do my hair&lt;br /&gt;5.wanting to talk to adults- my husband and mom are with me 24/7 so thats not a problem&lt;br /&gt;6.spit up every where- Rylee doesn't spit up. She has maybe 5 times and it just dribbles out when we burp her. it doesn't even get on her clothes&lt;br /&gt;7. all of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure i'll get my turn at some point with all of these things but for now i'm super lucky to have the best baby ever. She is awake a ton during the day and still eats great. I tried out my cloth diapers and they work great for poopy but not pee. she is still too small for them so i have to wait a bit. she loves loves loves the shower and cries when we get out. She is always chill but in the shower she is the happiest. she likes the colder weather. her paci is her best friend. When daddy holds her she is always wide awake the whole time. When I hold her she is out like a light. BJ says this &amp;nbsp;is because he is fun and i'm boring lol. typing one handed is kind of hard! i also leaked through my shirt for the first time on Saturday. it is still weird to me to feel something wet and realize i'm leaking. i have yet to figure out the stupid pads. They always move and I still get all wet. Nursing is easy its the bra and clothes that are hard to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VrtbtOfb4M/TewkSXGOvAI/AAAAAAAACTA/S9VrOjN1hXc/s1600/soccer.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_VrtbtOfb4M/TewkSXGOvAI/AAAAAAAACTA/S9VrOjN1hXc/s1600/soccer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also went to a soccer game. We go to daddy's basketball games and his other teams game and &amp;nbsp;i finally found time to watch a soccer match!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-7978840787151451483?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/7978840787151451483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=7978840787151451483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/7978840787151451483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/7978840787151451483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/06/things-we-do.html' title='Things we do'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EngY1Epi3c/TewkCnCTq3I/AAAAAAAACSs/QITL749MxPY/s72-c/girks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3195081057368686900</id><published>2011-05-31T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:14:18.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week at Dr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-o5d8NDxoY/TeWNgOIrt3I/AAAAAAAACSk/SqWXkY96gm4/s1600/SDC10830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-o5d8NDxoY/TeWNgOIrt3I/AAAAAAAACSk/SqWXkY96gm4/s320/SDC10830.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHIsmgxn9u4/TeWNma9w9TI/AAAAAAAACSo/vU8ojavuNAM/s1600/SDC10824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHIsmgxn9u4/TeWNma9w9TI/AAAAAAAACSo/vU8ojavuNAM/s320/SDC10824.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her cute hands always have to be out of the blanket. No swaddling this girl. She is always putting her hands in some cute way. I love when she is nursing she will hold my boob or hang on to my bra. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8 days old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8.44 lbs 67%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21 in. 86%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;head- 14 in. 54%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a cute cute baby! We are still learning but loving it! Found out today that i didn't get into the nursing program. I was a tad disappointed but hugely relieved that i don't have to worry about that right now. I'll leave it on the back burner. Now I have to figure out if I want to go to school next semester or wait til Jan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun story... I always put down something, towel changing pad, when i change Rylee's diaper. I just know i always need something just in case. today we got back from the doctors (i saw one i didn't care for. I wish i was rich so i could get off the schools insurance and get a good one that allowed me to not go to a clinic. Oh well I at least know i like one of three so far) and she needed a diaper changed. Lately she hasn't liked changing time and after screaming her lungs out at the docs i tried going fast. We were on the love sac and i was changing one of her bigger ones when she starts pooping! On the sac! On the cover i just washed 2 days ago! I just laughed and tried catching as much as I could with a wipe. Figures the one time I don't put something down she poops. Gotta love it!!&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/8746186781101148667-3195081057368686900?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3195081057368686900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3195081057368686900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3195081057368686900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3195081057368686900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-week-at-dr.html' title='1 week at Dr'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-o5d8NDxoY/TeWNgOIrt3I/AAAAAAAACSk/SqWXkY96gm4/s72-c/SDC10830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4866126187243069703</id><published>2011-05-29T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:55:14.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rylees first week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_qgv3QGijw/TeK8tvZ-6ZI/AAAAAAAACRw/2Ufx-xvTKqw/s1600/Photo020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_qgv3QGijw/TeK8tvZ-6ZI/AAAAAAAACRw/2Ufx-xvTKqw/s320/Photo020.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy with his glow worm baby. She is the princess of the house. The love sac is now her's =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/-rXWjKZuOfbI/TeK8y1R__XI/AAAAAAAACR0/oA6AHxsvu34/s1600/Photo012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXWjKZuOfbI/TeK8y1R__XI/AAAAAAAACR0/oA6AHxsvu34/s320/Photo012.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves her car seat but hates being&amp;nbsp;swaddled&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKcS4aVoBmg/TeK-QUrr-hI/AAAAAAAACSE/ZhNlMkyLn0E/s1600/Photo019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKcS4aVoBmg/TeK-QUrr-hI/AAAAAAAACSE/ZhNlMkyLn0E/s320/Photo019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;GG bought this dress the day we found out we were having a girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to sacrament today so she got dressed up&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/-5BVfJA6qpIM/TeK-W8LWo8I/AAAAAAAACSI/T8YUQdYxXBk/s1600/SDC10817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BVfJA6qpIM/TeK-W8LWo8I/AAAAAAAACSI/T8YUQdYxXBk/s320/SDC10817.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy was playing with her and took lots of pictures&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/-7bFTJetO2pM/TeK-YDU3arI/AAAAAAAACSM/GljwUm-cJ-Q/s1600/SDC10818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bFTJetO2pM/TeK-YDU3arI/AAAAAAAACSM/GljwUm-cJ-Q/s320/SDC10818.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/-0zw_WEoHhHQ/TeK-Z7aEJVI/AAAAAAAACSQ/7IdSct7YdT8/s1600/SDC10819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zw_WEoHhHQ/TeK-Z7aEJVI/AAAAAAAACSQ/7IdSct7YdT8/s320/SDC10819.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/-LPrUwyH5IWc/TeK-bFcrscI/AAAAAAAACSU/py08Acm9G4Q/s1600/SDC10820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPrUwyH5IWc/TeK-bFcrscI/AAAAAAAACSU/py08Acm9G4Q/s320/SDC10820.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These pictures don't even come close to capturing how cute she really is!&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/-1Dw_XFe1iwc/TeK-cExQGCI/AAAAAAAACSY/_U8IjteajTY/s1600/SDC10821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Dw_XFe1iwc/TeK-cExQGCI/AAAAAAAACSY/_U8IjteajTY/s320/SDC10821.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her face is starting to fill out. she loves her milk =]&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/-LR1C32t9xBw/TeK-dLl4xuI/AAAAAAAACSc/x0VCbwnyH90/s1600/SDC10822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LR1C32t9xBw/TeK-dLl4xuI/AAAAAAAACSc/x0VCbwnyH90/s320/SDC10822.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wazSEgJBGo/TeK-eWlFgVI/AAAAAAAACSg/29DOvy9Rs0M/s1600/SDC10823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wazSEgJBGo/TeK-eWlFgVI/AAAAAAAACSg/29DOvy9Rs0M/s320/SDC10823.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is their silly faces =]&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwJ9oqbKEA/TeK87x0fUpI/AAAAAAAACR4/c9lPTvhtTr0/s1600/DSCN2324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwJ9oqbKEA/TeK87x0fUpI/AAAAAAAACR4/c9lPTvhtTr0/s320/DSCN2324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZz9SKHC52Q/TeK9CuFDTuI/AAAAAAAACSA/tSQJovELVbE/s1600/DSCN2311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZz9SKHC52Q/TeK9CuFDTuI/AAAAAAAACSA/tSQJovELVbE/s320/DSCN2311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She only had to be our glow worm to 2 days after the hospital. I was glad to take it back because now I can cuddle with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZz9SKHC52Q/TeK9CuFDTuI/AAAAAAAACSA/tSQJovELVbE/s1600/DSCN2311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19AsUajrTbU/TeK9AU7tP5I/AAAAAAAACR8/mVbYm0wgPhI/s1600/DSCN2290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19AsUajrTbU/TeK9AU7tP5I/AAAAAAAACR8/mVbYm0wgPhI/s320/DSCN2290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and this is my placenta! The midwife saved it for me so I could get a good look at it. I put on a glove and BJ and I poked and played with it for a bit. I just think the placenta is so cool!&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;Rylee will be 1 week old tomorrow. I can't get over how cute she is. She hears it all day everyday! I just love that little face!! My favorite time is when I burp her. She is always milk drunk and makes the cutest faces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once my milk came in she couldn't get enough of it. She eats a ton then sleeps it all off. She sleeps for a good 3-4 hours then is up for about an hour to two hours eating and looking around. It works out great but can be hard when I'm read for bed and she is ready to be awake. But then she sleeps great so I can't complain. She really is the best baby! We are lucky parents to have her!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel great. I have to remind myself that even though I finally have energy I have to take my time. I just want to go go go but then I get really tired and sore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ and I are loving being parents. Its everything and more then what we thought!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now BJ just needs to get a job and life will be perfect!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4866126187243069703?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4866126187243069703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4866126187243069703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4866126187243069703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4866126187243069703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/rylees-first-week.html' title='Rylees first week'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_qgv3QGijw/TeK8tvZ-6ZI/AAAAAAAACRw/2Ufx-xvTKqw/s72-c/Photo020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-6433843584313699556</id><published>2011-05-25T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:57:49.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJVzsdIZp9U/Td1NqjfZz3I/AAAAAAAACRM/igFZ6lkeApA/s1600/daddy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJVzsdIZp9U/Td1NqjfZz3I/AAAAAAAACRM/igFZ6lkeApA/s1600/daddy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy holding his daughter for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1eBpSbXcg8/Td1QcpBmjRI/AAAAAAAACRs/jaNnWALe3L4/s1600/mommy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1eBpSbXcg8/Td1QcpBmjRI/AAAAAAAACRs/jaNnWALe3L4/s1600/mommy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to snuggle for awhile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(she is about 5 minutes old here. I was still in shock!! She didn't cry at all. She is very chill)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-mBOYo08L5_g/Td1NssbceQI/AAAAAAAACRQ/7fJlEZ4eV84/s1600/family.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBOYo08L5_g/Td1NssbceQI/AAAAAAAACRQ/7fJlEZ4eV84/s1600/family.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First family photo&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/-oKYUFFIQo9o/Td1NvMnA22I/AAAAAAAACRU/DsCSIdlGVuc/s1600/inlaws.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKYUFFIQo9o/Td1NvMnA22I/AAAAAAAACRU/DsCSIdlGVuc/s1600/inlaws.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncles and Aunt coming to say hi&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/-TWtvIjDUAMA/Td1NzoMwEqI/AAAAAAAACRY/OdwFkAJPUS0/s1600/grandma.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWtvIjDUAMA/Td1NzoMwEqI/AAAAAAAACRY/OdwFkAJPUS0/s1600/grandma.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Verdi and Rylee&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/-GskVmF5F0s8/Td1O0aRme2I/AAAAAAAACRc/QnczLfxNwYI/s1600/photo+%25287%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GskVmF5F0s8/Td1O0aRme2I/AAAAAAAACRc/QnczLfxNwYI/s1600/photo+%25287%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got a stake dinner with shrimp and the works&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 had planned on leaving Wednesday morning but she ended up being really jaundice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr6lPL4puhw/Td1PJhjpzbI/AAAAAAAACRg/iiDnLU-xE-0/s1600/photo+%25288%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr6lPL4puhw/Td1PJhjpzbI/AAAAAAAACRg/iiDnLU-xE-0/s1600/photo+%25288%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She now is our glow worm baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is really yellow so she has to lay on this bed of lights all day to get her biliruben count down. We also had to supplement her with formula to help her have more dirty diapers to get it out of her system faster.&amp;nbsp;&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/-4E8Z7vQfZ9E/Td1PMd4KK4I/AAAAAAAACRk/WVjB1EYhjwo/s1600/photo+%25289%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4E8Z7vQfZ9E/Td1PMd4KK4I/AAAAAAAACRk/WVjB1EYhjwo/s1600/photo+%25289%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she has to wear cool glasses to protect her eyes&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/-tnzWCtMYgMw/Td1PQkCd2uI/AAAAAAAACRo/Q-792I42qtw/s1600/Photo017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnzWCtMYgMw/Td1PQkCd2uI/AAAAAAAACRo/Q-792I42qtw/s320/Photo017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is one cool kid!&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/8746186781101148667-6433843584313699556?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6433843584313699556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=6433843584313699556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6433843584313699556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6433843584313699556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-pictures.html' title='more pictures'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJVzsdIZp9U/Td1NqjfZz3I/AAAAAAAACRM/igFZ6lkeApA/s72-c/daddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2594729117579517430</id><published>2011-05-24T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:54:42.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Rylee Aden Balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;8lbs 6oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;20 1/2 in long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;May 23, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2:52 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUQi1_6RDGE/TdxtCpa_0HI/AAAAAAAACRE/s3auYI1JWls/s1600/Photo004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUQi1_6RDGE/TdxtCpa_0HI/AAAAAAAACRE/s3auYI1JWls/s320/Photo004.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the details are starting to get fuzzy but I want to get down what I remember before too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I was getting ready to get everything done on Monday so we would be all ready for Tuesday. Sunday night rolled around and I kept having little signs that I was going to &amp;nbsp;go into labor on Monday. I had my mental list of stuff to do. I was going to wait to do everything so I would have stuff to do to pass the day on Monday. I had thank you notes I needed to get out and planned on waiting but I ended up being not lazy and writing and getting them into the mail box. Then I finished my book so I started to read one that my mom had picked up and the dog in the book was named... Riley! I thought it was interesting. Then my husband started to oil the doors because I asked him to do them on Monday since every door squeaked and I didn't want the smell in the house when we brought the baby home. Randomly later that night he went and oiled all the hinges and I thought it was weird. It kept popping into my mind that I was going to go into labor but I wasn't going to fall for it again. I wasn't even having pains. My sister Kim texted me at 2:50 am asking if I was in labor. I told her no but I was having this weird sharp pain I had never felt before. I wanted to tell her that yeah I was most likely in labor but again, I wasn't going to fall for it. I woke up through out the night with those pains and having to pee. They weren't super strong but they were way different than anything I had felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6 am with a big pain and sat up in bed. BJ woke up and sat up with me and said, "You are in labor huh?!" I wasn't sure but we got the ipod out and the contraction timer and they were lasting 46- 60 seconds each and coming at least every 3-4 minutes. After about 30 minutes I had BJ start making a big breakfast that we had planned for Tuesday. I sat and breathed through the contractions and then they started getting stronger. I woke up my mom and had her take over making food so BJ and I could get everything we needed. I ended up eating about 2 bites of my food. We left to go to the hospital at about 7:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They checked me and I was at a 4 1/2. They left me hooked up to the machine to get Rylee's heart rate for about an hour then finally took me into my room. I had to stay on the monitors but I sat on the birthing ball and had BJ rub my back. Rylee hadn't woken up yet so I tried drinking OJ to get her going. After awhile the contractions started to get stronger and I was not liking them at all. I started thinking that I just went through 41 weeks of being in pain and uncomfortable why am I going through this?!? They made epidurals for a reason! But I knew I didn't want one so I tried breathing through them. I told BJ that I was done but he was truly amazing and helped me through everything. Finally I was done and asked BJ to call the nurse to get me an epidural. The midwife then reminded me I could try the jazzuzi tub. So they checked me and I was at a 6 by about 11ish. I got into the tub and they were getting worse. I had to wait for my IV to get down to a 5 so I waited it out but I still wanted an epidural. By the time I got back to my room I was done. Walking and having a contraction is the worst possible combination ever!!!!! I got back and they had me go pee before I got my epidural. I ended up throwing up the few bites of food I had that morning. I wasn't hungry though! I then got into the bed to wait for the guy to get there and the contractions were at their worse! I was crying and yelling through them. I didn't get much down time because there were some that were 30 secs apart some 1 minute apart. The doctor finally got there and we got the epidural in place. I started to feel better and then only felt pressure in my booty. It was around 12 and the midwife checked me once the epidural was in full effect and I was a 10 and 100% and as she was checked me my water broke. Rylee was still in a stage -1 so they let me have more contractions to get further down before I tried to push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for about an hour and they even gave me some shot to slow down the contractions because they were so close together. At 1 we started to try pushing. I did not like the way my body felt. I was numb from my boobs down and tingly. I couldn't really lift my legs or move. I felt nothing so it made pushing really hard. I didn't really know what to do. We tried laying on my back and laying on each side. The nurse even brought in a mirror to try and help me push. After an hour my arms started to get tired because I was holding onto the bed rails to try and push harder to get her out. 2:30 came around and my midwife finally came into the room who was&amp;nbsp;delivering&amp;nbsp;another baby and we tried different things to make me push harder. I was starting to get my feeling in my legs which helped but she still wasn't coming out! They got really concerned because Rylee's heart rate kept raising. They finally called a doctor to do a&amp;nbsp;vacuum&amp;nbsp;to help get her out. Her heart rate got up to about 200. I had been pushing every other contraction because they were so close I wouldn't have had any rest in between. I changed to every contraction along with the vacuum. I still took 3 contractions and finally her head came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last contraction and 4 pushes later she finally came out! She had meinconium in the womb meaning she pooped inside, so they tired not to make her cry in order to get it out of her before she sucked in all into her lungs. I couldn't believe it when she was laying on top of me. I was in shock really and they took her off to the side to clean her and I watched as the placenta was&amp;nbsp;delivered. They then handed her back to me and we cuddled while I was sewn up. It took a long time because I tore in a bunch of little places. I just snuggled her and once I was done we tried breastfeeding. I was worried how that would go but she latched on perfectly and ate on both sides with no problems. I was amazed! I passed her off and ate my hamburger then I was able to take a quick shower and head to my other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epidural wore off but I still felt good. I was glad the itchy tingly feeling was gone! If I hadn't got the epidural she prolly would have come a lot earlier than 2:52 but I didn't know that. Next kid I'll try to remember to wait out the last half hour. I was so set on natural but was and still am fine that I got the epidural. It made the hour waiting to push so much better and gave me the strength to push for 2 hours. Who knows if I hadn't got on if it still would have to push for that long but I'm glad I didn't try. She still might have needed the vacuum who knows. Over all I am very pleased with how labor went and was super grateful I didn't have to be induced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have made it through without my husband. He rubbed my back non stop for 5 hours. He helped me breath through those horrible contractions. He made sure I was okay getting an epidural and tried to help do everything I could without one. He has been amazing with Rylee too. I'm grateful I have him! I'm also super grateful for the power of prayer and feeling close to the Savior throughout the whole thing. It really was a huge comfort to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I day later I can't believe I'm a mom. I think Rylee is the cutest baby I have ever seen! She makes me laugh with the cute little noises she makes. She doesn't really cry unless you don't respond to the squeaks she makes. I love them! It makes my heart happy to see her cute little face. I think she is so tiny! I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rylee Aden Balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8lbs 6oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20 1/2 in long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May 23, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2:52 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUQi1_6RDGE/TdxtCpa_0HI/AAAAAAAACRE/s3auYI1JWls/s1600/Photo004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUQi1_6RDGE/TdxtCpa_0HI/AAAAAAAACRE/s3auYI1JWls/s320/Photo004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said, Cutest baby ever!!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiSoM3tg0QU/TdxtMaD3zPI/AAAAAAAACRI/vD1FyzQzntc/s1600/Photo008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiSoM3tg0QU/TdxtMaD3zPI/AAAAAAAACRI/vD1FyzQzntc/s320/Photo008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love love love her huge feet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8746186781101148667-2594729117579517430?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2594729117579517430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2594729117579517430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2594729117579517430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2594729117579517430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/birth-story.html' title='Birth story'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUQi1_6RDGE/TdxtCpa_0HI/AAAAAAAACRE/s3auYI1JWls/s72-c/Photo004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1988805811159043714</id><published>2011-05-18T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:08:54.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/16121202/2/istockphoto_16121202-may-24th-calendar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/16121202/2/istockphoto_16121202-may-24th-calendar.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She will for sure come out on May 24th.&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;I knew my midwives would wait until after week 41 to induce me. We checked to see if there was any progress and I was a "loose 3". She said she couldn't make me a 4 but the head was still engaged. She then said it was up to me what I wanted to do. The 27th was the latest she said she would let me go and would have to make an appointment to induce by then. So I figured I'd give my body some chance and go with the 26th. Turns out every pregnant lady up here wants their baby on the 26th so we had to pick a different day. She gave me the choice and I liked the number 24 so she set it up for us. I'm to wake up at 6 am and call the hospital so they can set up my room. I was told I wont get turned down because I will be in &amp;nbsp;my 41st week and it is now a "medical issue" so other women will get bumped. I am to eat breakfast (I'm going all out for my last real meal before they only let me eat ice chips!) then make it to the hospital by 7. I will start my IV and then hopefully wait an hour or 2 before they break my water. We'll see how long it will take for her to finally come out.&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;I'm a bit (ok hugely!) disappointed that my body wont get things going on its own. I've always wanted to experience my water breaking in a random&amp;nbsp;situation. As my sister in law said its my first and my body just doesn't know whats going on. There will be more chances with future kids. Now that I know for sure that I will be in labor in 6 days I have mixed feelings. I took the scooter out by myself and realized it will be awhile before I can go out and about freely. Everyone keeps telling me to "live it up" but to be honest I'm so bored these days. I've given up so much being pregnant that I'm ready to have something to do again. I'm getting anxious about labor too. I've been in pain for awhile but thats going to be real pain for a long time and I'm forcing myself into that pain. Its scary to think about. Whenever I let my mind think about it I start to freak out a bit and think "I'm to young to be doing this!!" Then I change the subject and try not to think about it but about holding a cute little (ok huge!) baby.&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;I'm excited to finally know she will be here. I'm excited to go to the hospital. Its kind of nice being able to plan it out. I don't feel guilty for inducing since I've given her all the time she needs to grow. I'm excited to see her. I'm excited to watch BJ during the whole process. I'm excited for him to become a dad. I'm just plain excited! With of course a lot of&amp;nbsp;anxiety, worry, and freaking out along with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1988805811159043714?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1988805811159043714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1988805811159043714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1988805811159043714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1988805811159043714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/date.html' title='The date'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-6068824790424004827</id><published>2011-05-17T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:38:00.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide load</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRmgxiL6rNI/TdMwymZuCrI/AAAAAAAACQ8/4gZvpj0GE6w/s1600/DSCN2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRmgxiL6rNI/TdMwymZuCrI/AAAAAAAACQ8/4gZvpj0GE6w/s320/DSCN2244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WOW this picture makes a want to gag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can we say WIDE LOAD COMING THROUGH?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPxUoD0rgJY/TdMwz7smZ-I/AAAAAAAACRA/3HgdTd96Q8E/s1600/DSCN2254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPxUoD0rgJY/TdMwz7smZ-I/AAAAAAAACRA/3HgdTd96Q8E/s320/DSCN2254.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't look much better from the front either&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;40 weeks and counting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-6068824790424004827?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6068824790424004827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=6068824790424004827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6068824790424004827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6068824790424004827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/wide-load.html' title='Wide load'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRmgxiL6rNI/TdMwymZuCrI/AAAAAAAACQ8/4gZvpj0GE6w/s72-c/DSCN2244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-8542194446256401129</id><published>2011-05-15T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:14:34.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerri came to play</title><content type='html'>My sister finally blogged about her stay here so now I can steal her pictures to put on my blog for those that don't read hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooooo excited to have Kerri come play for the week. When both of my sisters were pregnant in Hawaii I flew out for 2 months to play and help out once the baby got there. I was really sad that I was the youngest and no one was going to come play with me since they already had families they had to take care of. Thankfully Kerri's sister in law got married in Utah so she would only be 4 hours from me and because she is amazing she was willing to trek up here by herself with &amp;nbsp;her two2 tag a longs to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce was excited because he LOVES having visitors. My niece Kaci just loves him. I was worried she was going to steal him away at my wedding =].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PlTn4Eh4ic/TdCiLRW5-6I/AAAAAAAACQo/qempMYDQNLA/s1600/eggs.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PlTn4Eh4ic/TdCiLRW5-6I/AAAAAAAACQo/qempMYDQNLA/s320/eggs.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;notice the braid. we did our hair the same this day =]&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/-nRkdsmeek0c/TdCiLkWo2XI/AAAAAAAACQs/6VHK8Mg1dnA/s1600/eggs2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nRkdsmeek0c/TdCiLkWo2XI/AAAAAAAACQs/6VHK8Mg1dnA/s320/eggs2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ bought me stuff to dye eggs for Easter and we never got around to doing it. BJ hates hard boiled eggs so I waited until Kaci got there so he would have fun dying them with her and wouldn't care how many eggs we used. Kerri and I got to enjoy eating all the egg sandwiches!&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/-mSkdZRNkqRs/TdCiL4c8ypI/AAAAAAAACQw/9234ZS5m4ts/s1600/singing.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSkdZRNkqRs/TdCiL4c8ypI/AAAAAAAACQw/9234ZS5m4ts/s320/singing.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first night they got there BJ pulled out the guitar and sang the famous Balls camp songs to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever the Balls get together to go camping or are sitting around the piano they have a list of songs that they always sing. BJ sang the great big feather bed for Kaci. That is the family favorite. I don't know the words because I never sing around the Balls but Kaci got a kick out of it. I'm sure I'll learn it soon enough because our family will have that same list and I'll throw some of my favorites in too.&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/-1fBnUwfn4Xg/TdCiME1jb3I/AAAAAAAACQ0/c6OsGF98rEM/s1600/swimming.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fBnUwfn4Xg/TdCiME1jb3I/AAAAAAAACQ0/c6OsGF98rEM/s320/swimming.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/-Fzn_uwpuhBo/TdCiMr4igvI/AAAAAAAACQ4/HxdDFWwPwec/s1600/swimmingforrest.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fzn_uwpuhBo/TdCiMr4igvI/AAAAAAAACQ4/HxdDFWwPwec/s320/swimmingforrest.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We all went swimming and it was Forrest's first time in the pool. Funny how Kaci was a Hawaiian baby and was at the beach weeks within being born and Forrest is an Alaska baby is was 7 months before he set foot into a pool. I love the way swimming feels so I was all for going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri must have brought the cold with her because it was windy and even snowed while she was here. The day after she left the sun came out and the wind stopped. We haven't gotten that cold since! We spent a lot of time in doors and just chilling. I was ok with it but Kerri didn't really get to experience Idaho. Maybe next trip she will be able to have more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Calls for coming and playing. We really do need to live in the same state at least!!!! (i'd prefer same stake though!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-8542194446256401129?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8542194446256401129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=8542194446256401129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8542194446256401129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8542194446256401129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/kerri-came-to-play.html' title='Kerri came to play'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PlTn4Eh4ic/TdCiLRW5-6I/AAAAAAAACQo/qempMYDQNLA/s72-c/eggs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-6911857518412177158</id><published>2011-05-10T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:37:06.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been really worried about what my hair will look like in the pictures of me holding my baby after she is born. I've been stressing really. Doing my hair is the last thing on my mind and it was looking really really bad. Finally I brought it up to my husband and he said to cut it. I've been growing it out since we started dating (2 years ago!!) because he likes "princess hair". And I have always wanted to have hair long enough to cover my boobs&amp;nbsp;completely. Weird I know. I couldn't take my hair being ugly and my bangs were driving me crazy.&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;I was worried to go get it cut because last hair appointment I just cried in the chair when she finished. I warned the girl this could happen and this time I was super vocal and explained in great detail what I wanted and made her keep going until I loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aytZsuvZEGM/Tcoklfx5jYI/AAAAAAAACQY/3jceI9PX8eo/s1600/IMG_0332%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aytZsuvZEGM/Tcoklfx5jYI/AAAAAAAACQY/3jceI9PX8eo/s320/IMG_0332%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up this morning and looking in the mirror and i didn't think "wow my hair sucks." I hope once my fat face goes away it will look even cuter on me. BJ approves it too!&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;* I'm still not use to being in an LDS community. I have never sat in a hair salon and truly expressed how I felt when I was preparing to serve a &amp;nbsp;mission and how my testimony grew the most during that time. And I've never been offered the Ensign to read while I wait to get my hair cut. It still catches me off guard but I kind of like it! Its not in your face but its there.*&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;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1nvq73TEXU/TcokqL8Iv1I/AAAAAAAACQc/iXfyy8UdUAk/s1600/IMG_0333%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1nvq73TEXU/TcokqL8Iv1I/AAAAAAAACQc/iXfyy8UdUAk/s320/IMG_0333%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am HUGE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ Going walking hurts but I keep going then I feel better. UGH&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;~ This is one of the only outfits that fits me still. My cute grey dress shows off my fat suit now and is no longer cute. Most days its naked time all day long and I dread leaving the house. I'm really really hoping she gets here soon before guests arrive and I shed some weight to fit in clothes again so I don't have to wear the same thing every day while people are here. My mom might just have to endure naked time though.&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;~ I have pain all day every day.. well at least the past 2 days. I think its finally the start and then it goes away and I feel just fine. Its getting hard to deal with&amp;nbsp;emotionally. I don't know how much more pain I can go through then feel fine then pain and so on. Its really hard to deal with.&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;~ She is so very heavy to carry!!!&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;~ I'm starting to feel bad for her. She feels so scrunched inside of me. There is something that she rubs her foot over that sends pains down my side. It happens 3-4 times a day. I can't hunch over ever either.&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;~If I go to long without eating (i don't know how long it varies which makes it harder) I start to over heat and get really really bad stomach pains and I start shaking. Its weird.&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;~ If I don't sleep well or get enough my pains are worse.&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;~ I know this sounds like all complaints but I just want to write it down so I can compare with future kids. I'm really really nervous for her to get here. I know I wont sleep and that scares me. I worry about walking up and down the stairs with her. I worry about not taking enough pictures. I worry about my husband. I worry I will have way too many nights of not knowing what the heck to do.&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;~ I just can't wait to hold her. I can't wait to see BJ meet his daughter for the first time. I can't wait to change diapers and run out of clean clothes for everyone and be over my head. What an adventure! I just want to experience all of it to the fullest!!&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;What do you do when its raining and 39 weeks pregnant and not working?&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFb0irOX9o/TcokxmK76HI/AAAAAAAACQg/eR9vlws6gGM/s1600/IMG_0334%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpFb0irOX9o/TcokxmK76HI/AAAAAAAACQg/eR9vlws6gGM/s320/IMG_0334%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&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/-qClg6ISZZNA/Tcok5vWtaeI/AAAAAAAACQk/DaqlR9Ej5og/s1600/IMG_0340%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qClg6ISZZNA/Tcok5vWtaeI/AAAAAAAACQk/DaqlR9Ej5og/s320/IMG_0340%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&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;We find a craft to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We learned how to tie hemp&amp;nbsp;bracelets and necklaces.&amp;nbsp;&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;After going to the library for BJ to do some work for his dad, We had nothing else to do. TV gets old fast we found out. BJ said we should do a craft. He wanted to tie dye some shirts. Some day we will! We keep trying and it never ends up happening. We went to the craft store and ended up leaving with hemp.&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 spent 4-5 hours today learning how to do it. We both now have ankle bracelets and matching necklaces. It was fun and we have lots to make more when we get bored.&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;br /&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/8746186781101148667-6911857518412177158?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6911857518412177158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=6911857518412177158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6911857518412177158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6911857518412177158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/39-weeks.html' title='39 weeks'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aytZsuvZEGM/Tcoklfx5jYI/AAAAAAAACQY/3jceI9PX8eo/s72-c/IMG_0332%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1886011567900124058</id><published>2011-05-05T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T22:02:02.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Baby shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I wasn't planning any baby showers since I know zero people here and I'm away from family and friends. My sister Kerri has sent me a few packages with stuff I needed and I got a surprise package from my mom one day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was opening them I thought to myself " This is like a mini baby shower!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I read a note from my mom and it said," Hope you enjoy your 'mini baby shower'!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I told BJ and he just laughed and said "You are your mom, you know that!" =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom is by far the greatest. She can sew like no one knows. Remember this beauty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj-P0pRwu1E/TLdOs_xgohI/AAAAAAAACEY/-SWYEl12TYk/s1600/BJ.Krystal.Bridals39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj-P0pRwu1E/TLdOs_xgohI/AAAAAAAACEY/-SWYEl12TYk/s320/BJ.Krystal.Bridals39.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When shopping for wedding stuff we came across this sheer daisy fabric. I fell in love and knew that I needed that for my wedding dress. Dad didn't want Mom to make my dress because it would just be more for her plate but I did not like the way any dress fit me in the stores. Plus we found an easy-ish pattern. My mom said she was up for it and made my dream dress! I can't even tell you how much that dress made my wedding.&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;She did it again folks. My mom out did herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jt-1YSLEMOI/TcN5yS4UGMI/AAAAAAAACQM/Op3xriQmSgo/s1600/photo+%252841%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jt-1YSLEMOI/TcN5yS4UGMI/AAAAAAAACQM/Op3xriQmSgo/s1600/photo+%252841%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Rylee's blessing gown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest, Greatest Dress she will ever own!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I pulled it out I got tears in my eyes. How perfect that my mom used the left over fabric from my dress to make my daughter her blessing gown! I love love love love&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOVE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;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;She didn't stop there either!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bSK6zczGA5o/TcN61kDnR9I/AAAAAAAACQQ/WhhtjFMh5zc/s1600/photo+%252842%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bSK6zczGA5o/TcN61kDnR9I/AAAAAAAACQQ/WhhtjFMh5zc/s1600/photo+%252842%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the fabric from my dress and the&amp;nbsp;braids maid&amp;nbsp;dresses. I fell in love with these colors when I found them and even though the fabric was a pain to make into dresses I still LOVED them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if Rylee will ever really use this blanket. I might just keep it for myself but I still love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I do a hope chest for her it will be put in there.&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;My mom's amazingness doesn't end there either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfotlgOw3CA/TcN75vi9FnI/AAAAAAAACQU/mieNGVFOGKQ/s1600/photo+%252843%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfotlgOw3CA/TcN75vi9FnI/AAAAAAAACQU/mieNGVFOGKQ/s1600/photo+%252843%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Giraffe diaper bag!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not only that but a matching nursing cover, diaper changing pad, snack bag, and a car seat insert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was searching for a giraffe diaper bag and they all cost so much so I figured I could just make one. After finding everything I asked my mom if she would be up for it and she had already made this one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See I told you she was amazing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as I pulled it out BJ commented that I was one lucky girl and all the ladies up here were going to be so jealous of my cute bag. =] So true so true!&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks Mom! You are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;BJ's side of the family did end up throwing me a baby shower last weekend. I have pictures of that to post as soon as I get un lazy and go through my packed hospital bag to find the camera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(at 37 weeks I thought I should pack my hospital bag and now its driving me nuts having it packed because I keep getting into for stuff!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~My unofficial due date is the 7th. BJ keeps telling me that she will come by then. I'm sticking with the 15th so I don't feel super overdue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~38 weeks and I don't know for sure if I'm&amp;nbsp;dilated or not. I have been losing my mucus plug so that must mean something is happening. My midwife didn't even ask if I wanted to be checked, which I didn't. No point in knowing if I'm not even having&amp;nbsp;contractions.(Plus I hear it hurts to be checked. I'm in enough pain as it is!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Sunday I had contractions for 40 minutes. They were 5 minutes a part and getting stronger. Then they stopped and I haven't felt anything since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ I lost 4 lbs this last appointment. I guess walking 2 miles everyday and playing full on basketball means you shed some pounds. I hope its that easy after she gets here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~BJ made one of the JV basketball teams. After an up down week of trying out he made the team and has been going to practice at 6am. He is super excited to play and I can't wait to go cheer him on!&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/8746186781101148667-1886011567900124058?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1886011567900124058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1886011567900124058' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1886011567900124058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1886011567900124058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/05/mini-baby-shower.html' title='Mini Baby shower'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj-P0pRwu1E/TLdOs_xgohI/AAAAAAAACEY/-SWYEl12TYk/s72-c/BJ.Krystal.Bridals39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-458392082071923882</id><published>2011-04-27T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:59:06.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Term</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I never got around to taking maternity pictures. I should have took them at like 30 weeks when I was big but didn't feel like I had 20 layers of fat on me yet. I didn't know that. I also could care less to put make up on ever and its minimal what goes on for church even. So no cute pictures for me. There is website my sister Kim got me hooked on called Pinterest. I love it and there were a ton of cute maternity ideas. Since my sister Kerri is here I had her take some to see how they would turn out.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cypth_1M8E/TbjvsD_pCzI/AAAAAAAACQE/1N1amJcCfPY/s1600/SDC10794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cypth_1M8E/TbjvsD_pCzI/AAAAAAAACQE/1N1amJcCfPY/s320/SDC10794.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was one with the boy holding a pumpkin and it was the same size as her belly. So stinkin cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My belly is bigger then this seedless watermelon and not nearly as cute as the one I saw.&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/-iT0mSDoqHSI/TbjvvLb0uTI/AAAAAAAACQI/0ZVXrY9XZqg/s1600/SDC10795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iT0mSDoqHSI/TbjvvLb0uTI/AAAAAAAACQI/0ZVXrY9XZqg/s320/SDC10795.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a work in progress. Once the baby gets here we'll take another one in this same shirt and hold her in front of me. We'll see how it turns out.&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;There are other ones I wanted to try and do but I just don't have the means to do them and I don't feel like paying someone to take pictures of just my belly.&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;u&gt;Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ Nothing new same old same old&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;~ Having my sister Kerri here has been fun! I am now in her shoes that she was in almost 4 years ago! Its been fun to see the other side. I have loved every minute of her being here and playing with Kaci and Forrest. Uncle Bruce is the favorite sadly but since I'm not too much fun these days I'm just glad he is around to play with them and make them happy. Kaci loves Bruce. Its so cute to watch them play.&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;~I lost most of my mucus plug so that means some of my pain has been worth 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;~ The first night I woke up to Forrest crying I realized I think I can wait a little bit longer for my baby to get here. Then I started to hurt and I'm worried about the no sleep but I'm ready to be done.&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;~ My midwife said I need to exercise and lay off the sweets so instead of changing my eating habits I just walked a few miles each day while BJ played basketball. I ended up losing a pound. Go me!!!&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;~ My sister in law had her baby Tuesday night. They always wait to be surprised on the gender and she had a little girl!!!!! I am so happy my daughter will have a girl cousin to play with that is only a few days to weeks older than her! I hope they will become the best of friends but if not at least they will have someone to play with at family gatherings.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-458392082071923882?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/458392082071923882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=458392082071923882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/458392082071923882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/458392082071923882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/full-term.html' title='Full Term'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cypth_1M8E/TbjvsD_pCzI/AAAAAAAACQE/1N1amJcCfPY/s72-c/SDC10794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-6065042531070150371</id><published>2011-04-21T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:42:49.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>This year I wasn't really all into my birthday coming. First time ever! It ended up being amazing thanks to my wonderful husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~He let me sleep in since we have been waking up early everyday the past weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ After we dropped off my mother in law we got to go shopping at my favorite grocery store WINCO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~I ate half of an amazingly good chocolate muffin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ My sister in law Liz sent me a gift card for Applebee's so we got to go have a very yummy lunch!!( and dinner because we had left overs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ I got to pick what show I wanted to watch while I drifted off to my nap&lt;br /&gt;~Thanks to my Dad, mom, and friend Jessica I got a fancy pedicure. Since people sent me money I went for the fancy one which included getting my toes done, getting a yummy fancy drink, a plate of chocolates and candies, and a nice warm neck thingy. It was a great pedicure. They did so much that I'm not used too. My toes turned out really cute too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkRedhVnmAE/TbBNe4phd-I/AAAAAAAACP0/5h_KtQYYBPQ/s1600/SDC10789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkRedhVnmAE/TbBNe4phd-I/AAAAAAAACP0/5h_KtQYYBPQ/s320/SDC10789.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFC484UKs5k/TbBNjzcGwJI/AAAAAAAACP4/gY83iC3-Ot4/s1600/SDC10790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFC484UKs5k/TbBNjzcGwJI/AAAAAAAACP4/gY83iC3-Ot4/s320/SDC10790.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me at 36 weeks. Nothing really&amp;nbsp;eventful has happened this last week. Thanks to my mother in law we got everything moved in to our new place and everything is unpacked. She is still getting bigger and the midwife finally said I needed to stay away from sweets and try to slow down the weight gain. eek!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I want to spend the rest of the week getting her room ready then I want her here! BJ told me about a dream he had of her and ever since all I can think about is her and what it will be like once she finally gets here!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCLovXOEhVM/TbBNl0uVN7I/AAAAAAAACP8/WBQTzI1cwG0/s1600/SDC10793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCLovXOEhVM/TbBNl0uVN7I/AAAAAAAACP8/WBQTzI1cwG0/s320/SDC10793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ got me flowers too. He had them in the car when he picked me up from my pedicure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also got my diapers in the mail that day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The spa place even gave me all the&amp;nbsp;scrubby&amp;nbsp;tools they used on me and flip flops&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/-J7ggdSYF2tY/TbBNn7qYpXI/AAAAAAAACQA/nVdQ-a_he4g/s1600/SDC10784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ggdSYF2tY/TbBNn7qYpXI/AAAAAAAACQA/nVdQ-a_he4g/s320/SDC10784.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had Danny, Matt, and Camille over for cake and ice cream. I wanted to make it look cute so I used my serving dishes. They sang to me and then we watched Eagle eye that I fell asleep in.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told BJ that my 22nd year was the most eventful year I have prolly ever had.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got pregnant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I moved to Idaho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I worked full time, went to school full time, and was pregnant&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;Thats a lot! I'm looking forward to my 23rd year as it will be my first year as a parent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I. CAN. NOT. WAIT!!!&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/8746186781101148667-6065042531070150371?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/6065042531070150371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=6065042531070150371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6065042531070150371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/6065042531070150371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy birthday to me!'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkRedhVnmAE/TbBNe4phd-I/AAAAAAAACP0/5h_KtQYYBPQ/s72-c/SDC10789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3824220192328193125</id><published>2011-04-13T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:27:44.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midwives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking of switching over to the midwives up here then sticking it out with the doctor that wants to cut me up. But I wasn't sure how to go about doing it, and I felt weird changing doctors yet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After talking it over with lots of people I felt justified in at least getting a second opinion. So I had a&amp;nbsp;consultation&amp;nbsp;with one of the midwives today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as I told her what my doctor said her mouth dropped, she starting shaking her head and said "oh no honey we make sure everyone gives it "the old college try" before we even think of slicing you open".&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;We talked for a long time about it and she made me feel so much better that I wasn't going to be putting my child in harms way by wanting to avoid a c-section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She then asked if she could measure my belly. She had my lay down and felt around for the baby. She told me where the head was and that it wasn't engaged yet. She pointed out her back and where her little booty was (it was what the ultrasound lady said and &amp;nbsp;the midwife was just feeling my stomach!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then she said "I would guess 5 1/2 maybe 6 lbs." I measured between 35-36 weeks. She looked at me and said " Honey I wouldn't even do an ultrasound on you. You measure spot on and I'm not even worried she would be more then maybe 8 lbs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must say I love that lady! She kept looking at me and saying "poor thing to have the doctor scare you like that for no reason!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She even set it up to where I just signed a paper and they do all the dirty work and I don't have to feel like I'm 5 inches tall and tell them I'm switching.&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;Talking to her was the most I've done at any of my doctors appointments. I had more of my questions answered without even having to ask. She also said that the midwives stay with you from active labor until the baby and I are set and able to get some rest. I don't have to worry about talking to nurses I've never seen and be in labor with random people and only see the doctor when I'm pushing. That made me feel a lot better about going into labor. Plus 70% of their patients do natural so they are willing to work with me and help me get through it without meds.&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;Thanks to all my sisters and sister in laws for helping get a second&amp;nbsp;opinion. I feel lots lots better now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3824220192328193125?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3824220192328193125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3824220192328193125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3824220192328193125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3824220192328193125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/midwives.html' title='Midwives'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-14059760142540241</id><published>2011-04-12T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:40:55.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUxjgBQPoXg/TaScivT-dWI/AAAAAAAACPw/b8Z6FapU4KI/s1600/photo+%252840%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUxjgBQPoXg/TaScivT-dWI/AAAAAAAACPw/b8Z6FapU4KI/s1600/photo+%252840%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only shot I've been able to get of my lopsided belly I still think its so funny when she does this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-14059760142540241?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/14059760142540241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=14059760142540241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/14059760142540241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/14059760142540241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/belly.html' title='belly'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUxjgBQPoXg/TaScivT-dWI/AAAAAAAACPw/b8Z6FapU4KI/s72-c/photo+%252840%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-1625614684332821508</id><published>2011-04-11T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:43:17.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>week 35</title><content type='html'>~ A little over a month left to go. I pray every night (and morning and just about every minute I think of it) that this little girl feels the best time to come will be the last week of April or my 37th week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ We decided to move up the road into a townhouse at the married student housing the school offers. There were a lot of pros and cons about the move and it took me a few days after signing the contract that I felt right about it, but I'm exited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Its a TOWNHOUSE! It has house in its name! No more apartment, more homey feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Lots and LOTS more storage (this place has zero and I was getting worried)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Closer to campus we don't have to drive meaning no more parking passes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The church building is down hill and closer so we wont be as sweaty by the time we get to church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(so can not WAIT to walk to church every Sunday!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Separate&amp;nbsp;living room from dining room and kitchen so you can actually entertain people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Same price we are paying now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- We can wash clothes or run the dishwasher as any time of the day and not have to wait until 11 pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( so much better since I'm doing cloth diapers!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Bigger washer and dryer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Has real tile and soft carpet you actually want your feet to touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Has a playground close to our building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- We will have a pantry that is huge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- 1 and a half bath so guest have one downstairs too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- We have to supply our own washer and dryer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-stairs take up living room space and I have to climb them more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Kitchen is smaller and still not many cabinets&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Long and skinny and not open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- no covered parking for winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- no assigned parking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- moving again and unpacking again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it was a good trade. I'm glad I put our names on the waiting list last semester and that BJ was on top of things and called to get us in. We scored big time getting a townhouse. There aren't as many and the flats aren't worth the trade off. So I'm a happy girl even if I have to move again while pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ I'm having many days of pain. One girl at church freaked out and asked if I was in labor and if I needed my husband. No I'm not in labor just a whole lot of pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~She is perfecting her dance moves. She is getting better at them everyday and never fails to put on a show when music is playing that she likes such as church music and rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ We finished our birthing classes. The last class she gave us baby dolls and walked us through how to give our baby a bath. The dads were the ones practicing and it made my heart happy to watch BJ be super gentle with the baby doll and carefully follow each instruction. He was the only dad that actually did each step. He also grabbed the biggest baby in the pile by passing the smallest one. He said that baby was more realistic for his daughter. haha so true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ I was going to use this week to make the baby's room all cute and ready for her but now everything is in boxes. I guess I'll do her room next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~The closer it gets the farther away it seems! I keep daydreaming of cuddling with her. BJ keeps telling me all the things that will be different once she gets here. I think he is a tad worried he will lose his partner in crime but I keep trying to reassure him he just will have 2 now instead of one. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ Realized today that I am so so glad we were sent a little girl. I finally got to see Tangled and BJ could not stay out of my face the whole movie. I can't even count how many times he got in front of me and covered the screen. I realized having a boy would mean double that. We shall see how much this girly follows her daddy. Hopefully not too much! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ I am now taking one class this next semester. As I tried to defer they informed it was not a good choice and by taking at least one class I can do fast grad and not have to worry about starting to pay off my student loans. I thought I had to take 8 credits but w realized it would just be cheaper to pay out of pocket for 2 credits. I think I can handle one class!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ My birthday is in a week! BJ's mom is bringing Danny up for school and will be here this weekend and she flys back on the 18th so BJ said he would take me out to eat at a real&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;(IF has lots Rexburg has 2) and then I can go to this tiny spa up here and get my toes done. Thanks to my friend Jessica Clerc for spending me money I get to do the fancy pedicure and I couldn't be more excited!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-1625614684332821508?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/1625614684332821508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=1625614684332821508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1625614684332821508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/1625614684332821508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-35.html' title='week 35'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-5308704586683383966</id><published>2011-04-09T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:45:12.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the semester</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you the end of the semester ends on a THURSDAY!!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Friday morning and thought "hey no school = book reading time that isn't a textbook!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pulled BJ out of bed and we head off to the library for me to find a new series to read. I only really like reading series because I always get so sad when the book ends. I'm one of those creepy people that get really attached to the&amp;nbsp;characters&amp;nbsp;in the book and if there isn't a series where it keeps going it hits faster and I don't like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syndetics.com/index.aspx?isbn=9781416924739/MC.GIF&amp;amp;oclc=ocm62728441&amp;amp;client=newportp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.syndetics.com/index.aspx?isbn=9781416924739/MC.GIF&amp;amp;oclc=ocm62728441&amp;amp;client=newportp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its a cute story. Its from the Young Adult section because that is all I like to read. It is only a&amp;nbsp;trilogy&amp;nbsp;but that's fine with me. I read the book in one day. Easy reading but that meant I had to go back and get the other 2 since the library wont be open on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did BJ do all day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.download-pokemon-roms.com/images/PokemonRed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.download-pokemon-roms.com/images/PokemonRed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was like his favorite game growing up and he found a way to download it onto his computer. He played the whole time I read. He is still playing and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took time to clean which we stopped for finals. We also started packing up the place because BJ scored lots of boxes. I took all my decorations down and I'm hating all the white walls. I do not know how people live this way! &amp;nbsp;I'm getting excited for our move! I think it was a very good choice even if we might (most likely we will) lose some money in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL IS OUT! NO SCHOOL UNTIL FALL! &amp;nbsp;I decided to defer for next semester. I was starting to get worried I wasn't going to be able to handle giving birth and taking care of a newborn with a full load of school work plus moving to Vegas for the summer. I was going to because the money we would have gotten was going to be our safety net until BJ started working (I find out more each time I go to the doctor how much money goes into having a child). Then I found out I'd only get money to cover&amp;nbsp;tuition&amp;nbsp;and books and we wouldn't have our safety net. That made it easy for me to "use wisdom in deferring my one semester of choice". I think having baby is worth deferring. It sets me back yet another semester but I might get on Fast Grad during the fall and go right thorough until I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is to lazy days of sleep and reading until baby girl completely consumes my life! wooo hoo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-5308704586683383966?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5308704586683383966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=5308704586683383966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5308704586683383966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5308704586683383966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/end-of-semester.html' title='End of the semester'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-8264031777539540191</id><published>2011-04-05T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:41:43.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>34 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gVbq5LGXkQ/TZtiB7r4m1I/AAAAAAAACPo/p2-azj5zp_0/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gVbq5LGXkQ/TZtiB7r4m1I/AAAAAAAACPo/p2-azj5zp_0/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Hands down the hardest week of my pregnancy. Even including all those weeks of being sick. My belly is just so heavy these days I hurt after 3 steps of walking. It feels like some kicked me in the&amp;nbsp;crotch every single day. Any time she moves it comes with pain somewhere. You name it and it hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Tried figuring out what contractions were this week. I'm pretty sure I'm having either braxton hicks or they are the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The doctor told me I was still big and next appointment he was going to do another ultrasound to see if she will be a 10 pound baby. He then said they would prolly do a c-section. After that all questions went out of my head and I forgot to ask about contractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ After a day of crying my eyes out I figured I'd just change over to the midwife if the doctor feels a c-section is the way to go. I am not for that at all! So I will talk to my birthing class teacher who has worked with all of them and see what she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Pushing out a 10 pound baby sounds fun huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Toured the hospital! Its super nice! They have everything and do pretty much anything for you. All rooms are private. The labor room is huge! They have tubs I can sit in during labor and after if I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Took 2 baths today because I just hurt. They felt amazing and I will prolly take one every day from now on... if not more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iS-5nPGr6ZU/TZtiNNE9ZEI/AAAAAAAACPs/VRV5fP4zKDM/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iS-5nPGr6ZU/TZtiNNE9ZEI/AAAAAAAACPs/VRV5fP4zKDM/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Finally figured it was time to wash all of her clothes and blankets. This picture pretty much makes my heart happy! It drives me NUTS when people fold their clothes and leave it on the couch. I refuse to fold my clothes there but it made me feel all grown up. Plus I don't have anywhere to put her stuff yet because we have yet to prepare her room for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL!!!!!!! I made it through my hell hole of a week and only had one melt down. I'm so proud of myself. I went 11 weeks of school being pregnant and had only one melt down and being stressed about school. One melt down is unheard of for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Checked out "The motherly way of breastfeeding" this week. My birthing class said, "If you haven't read a book on breastfeeding you are behind and need to get one tomorrow. NO matter what!" I guess I was pulling the rookie card thinking you have a baby and she latches on and eats. The more I learn the more I think WOW becoming a mom is hard work and takes so much out you! Its no walk in the park! We now are signed up for a breastfeeding class this next week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm already leaking! Its not huge leaks but BJ thinks it is so funny. It started awhile ago but only happened a few times I didn't think anything of it. All I have to do is touch my boob and stuff comes out. Its kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is by India Arie. Pretty much gets me through everything! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m having a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m havin’ a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Learning how to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m having a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m havin’ a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Learning how to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I tried to call my mother, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;She didn’t get where I was going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I called my boyfriend and he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Call me back a little later baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I hung up the phone, I felt so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Started to feel a little pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That’s when I realized that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Gotta find the joy inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m having a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m havin’ a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Learning how to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m gonna take off all my clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Look at myself in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;We’re gonna have a conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;We’re gonna heal the disconnection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don’t remember when it started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But this is where it’s gonna end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;My body is beautiful and sacred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And I’m gonna celebrate it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m having a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m havin’ a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Learning how to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;All my life (all my life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’ve been looking for (I’ve been looking for)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Somebody else (else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;To make me whole (ooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But I had to learn the hard way (ooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;True love began with me (ooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;This is not ego or vanity (ooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m just celebrating me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m having a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m havin’ a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Learning how to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sometimes I’m alone but never lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That’s what I’ve come to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’ve learned to love the quiet moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;The Sunday mornings of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Where I can reach deep down inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Or out into the universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I can laugh until I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Or I can cry away the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m having a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I’m havin’ a private party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Learning how to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Happy birthday to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Happy birthday to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Happy birthday to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; 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I've been sad that the snow was going away. It was pretty much was gone, even the HUGE piles in the parking lots were tiny old things now. I was super sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up Monday morning to the entire town covered in snow! It snowed all day and stuck! It had been snowing but just melted and turned to rain by the end of the day. It made me so very happy to see the town covered in the beautiful white snow! The next morning we woke up to the sun shinning and the snow gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I decided to embrace spring with open arms. Thanks for my last beautiful snow fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The locals says it snows up until May but we will see what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the wind was blowing like CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one of our FHE we got free passes to Fat Catz (movies, golf, bowling,&amp;nbsp;arcade&amp;nbsp;place) and while we were waiting for our movie to start we spent $2 to play some games. I got us enough tickets for a small prize. BJ and I both wanted to get the alien parachute guy and 2 small candies. BJ showed me the art of throwing him and I was amazed! We had so much fun throwing him off our stairs before church one day. We were waiting for another windy day to throw him again. We found a really nice one at the store that had a fabric parachute with a real army guy attached but I didn't think he was worth the $5. BJ then said if we couldn't get the cool parachute guy that we should go to the $1 store and get kites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really flown a kite before. I always break it or it doesn't fly and I give up. But the day was perfect so we got some kites and invited Matt and Camille to come fly kites with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started putting my kite together and.... i broke it =[ I helped BJ put his together and Matt did his. Camille hadn't gotten there yet so I took her kite and tried to fly it. I ended up breaking that one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MF8ch3Qpj7Y/TZkt1iOVyBI/AAAAAAAACPg/AqXaIZmDCPI/s1600/photo+%25285%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MF8ch3Qpj7Y/TZkt1iOVyBI/AAAAAAAACPg/AqXaIZmDCPI/s1600/photo+%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt got his up for a bit but ended up breaking his too. He tried putting it back together but it wouldn't stay up very long.&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/-_DUvXdmBcTQ/TZkt2dEsefI/AAAAAAAACPk/E3uoJV__Q9w/s1600/photo+%25286%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_DUvXdmBcTQ/TZkt2dEsefI/AAAAAAAACPk/E3uoJV__Q9w/s1600/photo+%25286%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lsKok8Cru14/TZkt1O8nVeI/AAAAAAAACPc/5GUl_za-Rog/s1600/photo+%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ couldn't get his very high up. He kept trying. His was the only intact one by the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lsKok8Cru14/TZkt1O8nVeI/AAAAAAAACPc/5GUl_za-Rog/s1600/photo+%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lsKok8Cru14/TZkt1O8nVeI/AAAAAAAACPc/5GUl_za-Rog/s1600/photo+%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then Camille joined us and she got Matt's broken kite up in the air. She got it to the end of her string even! It was a Spring Miracle!! BJ watched her and ended getting his up and got to the end of his string too! It was fun to watch them flying. BJ made me try it one last time and I got it for a bit but couldn't get to the end of my string.&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;Maybe some day we can get real kites that I can't break so easily and we can master the art of flying a kite.&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 drove past Porter park and there were people there! Like a ton of people! Some kids playing on the play stuff, some running the paths, others sitting on blankets, some playing frisbee, others playing games. It made my heart happy to see people out enjoying the sun!&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;I was amazed and BJ laughed and pointed out that we never see that in AZ. There wasn't 1 jumpy place, there wasn't some corporate event, no &amp;nbsp;fundraiser, no free stuff, no birthday parties, no homeless people.&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;Wow I never realized that people really use a park for well a park!&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;I love Rexburg! I'm now finally embracing spring and looking forward to the wonders of the season I have never known. Flowers are even starting to bloom! In random places all over town! Its amazing! I might get to see flowers in full bloom that don't die in a week! BJ says the grass turns green and the trees stay green until fall. WHAT?! This I can't wait to see. Right now it looks like AZ with yellow grass and no leaves on the trees. &amp;nbsp;I do believe it can happen because I've seen little sprigs popping up already.&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;Spring I might even fall in love with you. Please don't disappoint! =]&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/8746186781101148667-4807050312303867993?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4807050312303867993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4807050312303867993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4807050312303867993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4807050312303867993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-go-fly-kite.html' title='Lets go fly a kite'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MF8ch3Qpj7Y/TZkt1iOVyBI/AAAAAAAACPg/AqXaIZmDCPI/s72-c/photo+%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-8416453194149481220</id><published>2011-03-27T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:19:41.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIL7ue-xzZY/TY_MGwZyKiI/AAAAAAAACO8/oRqWRcsIC9A/s1600/photo+%252833%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIL7ue-xzZY/TY_MGwZyKiI/AAAAAAAACO8/oRqWRcsIC9A/s1600/photo+%252833%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~ Its crazy how one day you can feel completely normal... as far as normal is when prego... and other days you just feel pregnant. I had half and half this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ We went swimming and it felt amazing! I felt great the whole time in the pool then got out and waddled the rest of the night because she just felt really heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ She found my ribs and has decided that is her new favorite spot. I wouldn't mind so much if it didn't pull my muscle in my back and make it to where I can't breath. Thankfully my husband is strong and can relax the muscle for me since I can't reach it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Its pretty bad but we found out that if BJ pounds on my back when she is hurting me she will move. I guess she doesn't like it. It makes her move though so when all else fails thats what we gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;~ We learned about labor this week in birthing class. Did you know you can have your baby without breaking your water. Never knew that one! Learned what stripping your membranes means too.&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;br /&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;For A&amp;amp;P I get extra credit for going to Body World. We went down to IF and Matt and Camille came with us. We had fun looking at all the cool bodies and then went to see the rest of the&amp;nbsp;museum.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_HcNHH5dwM/TY_MKIc5gLI/AAAAAAAACPA/KSXNAuOY2U8/s1600/photo+%252834%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_HcNHH5dwM/TY_MKIc5gLI/AAAAAAAACPA/KSXNAuOY2U8/s1600/photo+%252834%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids place had this cool horse outside.&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/-k1ebyOfLdJQ/TY_MMtETNlI/AAAAAAAACPE/33rw26mbQZo/s1600/photo+%252835%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1ebyOfLdJQ/TY_MMtETNlI/AAAAAAAACPE/33rw26mbQZo/s1600/photo+%252835%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had a bunch of different antlers so BJ tried them on&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/-zFcH4EO6E_Y/TY_MTowgtfI/AAAAAAAACPI/aEhuxB2bVFs/s1600/photo+%252836%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFcH4EO6E_Y/TY_MTowgtfI/AAAAAAAACPI/aEhuxB2bVFs/s1600/photo+%252836%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had some clothes the Indians wore&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/-q7pZcvoJY0s/TY_MVlQObVI/AAAAAAAACPM/NeF2aQLD2RA/s1600/photo+%252838%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7pZcvoJY0s/TY_MVlQObVI/AAAAAAAACPM/NeF2aQLD2RA/s1600/photo+%252838%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt and Camille both tried some on * note matt's arms*&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/-lD_oLAqY0ao/TY_MYDNs4uI/AAAAAAAACPQ/3Y-oAdu_QpY/s1600/photo+%252837%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lD_oLAqY0ao/TY_MYDNs4uI/AAAAAAAACPQ/3Y-oAdu_QpY/s1600/photo+%252837%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He got stuck and couldn't get out of his shirt. It was pretty funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* i wasn't suppose to take pictures. I found out later and had to delete some they saw me take oops*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ finally thought he would try out Guitar Hero so I sat and ate my breakfast while he was playing. I think the combo of food and music gave Rylee the thought that she would have her own little dance party. Whenever BJ was playing a song she was kicking like crazy. Then the music would stop and she would stop. The next song she was dancing again. I thought it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33e55c85cafe8a1e" 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://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33e55c85cafe8a1e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D377F565307970CB9C605BD0F3D3E7B23DE33D43A.3480EA8FCE83B13624E63CEC9C72351142F242E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33e55c85cafe8a1e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3zwMMqAFgEUej5l019xcsXYED6Y&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://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33e55c85cafe8a1e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331347712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D377F565307970CB9C605BD0F3D3E7B23DE33D43A.3480EA8FCE83B13624E63CEC9C72351142F242E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33e55c85cafe8a1e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3zwMMqAFgEUej5l019xcsXYED6Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hOQkr0KMG0w/TY_MaqZR6iI/AAAAAAAACPU/2EibxESP18w/s1600/photo+%252839%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**Watch the first part really close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**Don't mind my gross stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**I couldn't believe how much she was dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**Can you see my stomach moving?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**This is the first of many videos of her that I love and everyone will wonder why I posted them =]&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;She really likes music. We went to Savior of the World at school and she was awake the whole time. At one point she tried to come out of me through my stomach. She was pressing out more then she has ever done before. It was during a Men's Song. BJ said she is just like me because I'd rather listen to men sing then women. She has good taste in music already!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One week left of classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then Finals week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then &amp;nbsp;a week off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then my BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this is the first year I can remember I haven't had a count down for my birthday. The count down to her getting here is more important this year.)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fuELR3J7AZI/TY_TALK9REI/AAAAAAAACPY/LON94nQDFlk/s1600/photo+%252839%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fuELR3J7AZI/TY_TALK9REI/AAAAAAAACPY/LON94nQDFlk/s1600/photo+%252839%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just think this picture is funny. Some day I'm going to put a basketball under this shirt and compare them to see if my stomach really is the size of a basketball lol&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/8746186781101148667-8416453194149481220?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/8416453194149481220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=8416453194149481220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8416453194149481220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/8416453194149481220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/33-weeks.html' title='33 weeks'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIL7ue-xzZY/TY_MGwZyKiI/AAAAAAAACO8/oRqWRcsIC9A/s72-c/photo+%252833%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2859955159272205846</id><published>2011-03-23T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:22:55.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting waiting waiting</title><content type='html'>I can't stop thinking about labor and the many different ways that could take place. I can't stop thinking about how different my life will be in less than 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ had a seminar that was about 3 hours. I had homework and a quiz to study for but slept instead. We then stayed up and made cookies until midnight. BJ then woke me up at 5:30 am as he was finally going to sleep and I couldn't sleep anymore. I laid in bed for as long as I could and thought about labor. Then I really wanted a great breakfast! Eggs, toast, hashbrowns, bacon, orange juice, a bowl of fruit. We had egss and that was it. So I got up and went to the store to do our weekly shopping and to buy what I needed for my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was shopping with no one else in the store and the stockers giving me evil eyes as I twisted around them to get the product I needed, I couldn't help but wish that my baby was here and shopping with me. She was awake the whole time I just wanted her in my cart instead of in my tummy. As I came home and made my big meal and ate alone I wished her turning all around and kicking was next to me in a bouncer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to a guy once about "being ready" for big events in your life. He felt that no one was really ready for marriage until after it happened. He also said no one can be ready to be a parent until the kid is in your arms. I 100% fully disagree! I was more then ready before my wedding day to be married. I also feel that I have been ready to be a parent since the day I got married. I really feel strongly that I'm ready to be this little girls mom. They say you aren't a mom until you push them out but heck I've been caring for this little girl for 33 weeks. I know her, I know her wants, I know her needs, I am her mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each day I can't wait for her to come. I keep telling her she isn't ready to come yet and to not get any ideas but I am so ready for the reality of being a parent. I can't wait for the experience of going through all that pain just to bring her into this world. I can't wait for those loooooong nights and days of no sleep. I can't wait to hear those cries and try my hardest and figure out why she is crying. I can't wait for the day when BJ will come home and we both are crying because I am so over my head I have no clue what to do! I can't wait! I can NOT wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a constant little buddy depending on me. I'm going to have to learn to juggle school, husband, wife, mom all at the same time. I'm ready for that. I'm so ready I just want to blink my eyes and have be May!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2859955159272205846?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2859955159272205846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2859955159272205846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2859955159272205846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2859955159272205846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/waiting-waiting-waiting.html' title='Waiting waiting waiting'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-4283264634572567706</id><published>2011-03-22T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:47:39.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lastest Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0SW-eBi6RRc/TYl2KMrE0gI/AAAAAAAACO4/AejNvGfewfk/s1600/photo+%252832%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0SW-eBi6RRc/TYl2KMrE0gI/AAAAAAAACO4/AejNvGfewfk/s1600/photo+%252832%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see my sweet girl!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;( yes its is a girl! BJ has been telling me it will come out a boy)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love ultrasounds!&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;I went in for my regular monthly appointment today. We got our hamburger first then waited for the actual doctor to get back from&amp;nbsp;delivering a baby. I'm at a women's&amp;nbsp;clinic and so far I have only seen the nurse practitioners. There are 3 doctors and I'm suppose to meet each one because we wont know which one will be on call when the baby comes.&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;He was super rushed and I didn't get to ask him any of my questions. He measured me and started looking through my file. He asked if I had done a 20 week ultrasound and said non of my records showed it. I guess they forgot to included my last appoinment information in phoneix. He said he wanted do an ultrasound and make sure things were okay and he wanted to see what was going on since they would be delivering the baby anyways. I'm all for doing ultrasounds buts thats money we hadn't planned on spending.&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;The ultrasound tech lady was super chatty and took her sweet time. I love when they are in the mood to just look at the baby. I haven't seen her since I was 18 weeks and loved every second of the 20 minute ultrasound. It was crazy to see how big and different she looks now. The lady kept commenting that its really hard to do a 20 week scan on a 32 week baby because they are so big. I finally got to see how she was laying and figure out what has been poking me. Her head is down which I knew and I could see her little feet snug under my ribs. Her hands and feet are on my right side and her booty is facing my left. Thats pretty much &amp;nbsp;what I figured. I love when I'm right about her!&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;She showed me that I was measuring at 34 weeks and that she was 5 pounds. Thats in the 80th&amp;nbsp;percentile.&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;BJ and I sat down and looked at dates and charts and figured that my real due date should be May 6th. That would be more accurate to my measuring and conception date. I guess we will see what happens. I'm putting out in the universe that she will come the last week of April.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;April is the best month anyways!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-4283264634572567706?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/4283264634572567706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=4283264634572567706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4283264634572567706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/4283264634572567706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/lastest-ultrasound.html' title='Lastest Ultrasound'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0SW-eBi6RRc/TYl2KMrE0gI/AAAAAAAACO4/AejNvGfewfk/s72-c/photo+%252832%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-887218997109563520</id><published>2011-03-20T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:04:30.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-grcXR9-XVac/TYbDKjLgjBI/AAAAAAAACOk/HPsWTE8xfss/s1600/photo+%252827%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-grcXR9-XVac/TYbDKjLgjBI/AAAAAAAACOk/HPsWTE8xfss/s1600/photo+%252827%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8 months down 8 weeks left to go! Woo Hoo!&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;I'm getting excited for these last few weeks to go by. I have finals in 3 weeks then a whole week off! I plan on doing the baby's room that week. I need to move a bunch of stuff around and make it so I can put all the baby's stuff away and still have room for guests to sleep.&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 finally got to go shopping for all the little stuff like blankets, wash cloths and such. BJ's cousin Janette went with us and she kept grabbing all pink stuff. I kept putting it back and grabbing yellows and greens. She looked at me and asked "Aren't you having a girl??" lol yup but I don't think girls should be all in pink! I like pink and think its cute but when it comes to buying it I like other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pq6GDNbqr5U/TYbDN4fkvpI/AAAAAAAACOo/Aqjt826I8oE/s1600/photo+%252828%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pq6GDNbqr5U/TYbDN4fkvpI/AAAAAAAACOo/Aqjt826I8oE/s1600/photo+%252828%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Does it look like I'm having a boy?? The bright orange yellows and greens are so much cuter then pink and purple. Don't get me wrong I love all that stuff too but I just couldn't bring myself to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1W1Z4zHt2O0/TYbDRfdzNxI/AAAAAAAACOs/B4fwwBjZvqQ/s1600/photo+%252830%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1W1Z4zHt2O0/TYbDRfdzNxI/AAAAAAAACOs/B4fwwBjZvqQ/s1600/photo+%252830%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I saw a picture of my nephew in a duck sleeper once. My poor little girl is prolly going to be called a boy the first year of her life. Oh well. I think its cute. I have some skirts and dresses I'll put on her but everyone thinks babies are boys anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yRKnmpMqzG0/TYbDTmQUL_I/AAAAAAAACOw/JnX87UmQpx8/s1600/photo+%252829%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yRKnmpMqzG0/TYbDTmQUL_I/AAAAAAAACOw/JnX87UmQpx8/s1600/photo+%252829%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did finally find giraffe girly things. Most giraffe stuff is yellow &amp;nbsp;or on blue. I don't get that. I tired getting everything with giraffes on it but everyone vito that idea. They said it was all way to boyish and I had to buy girl things. Dumb but I caved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oBpvDeyYT3g/TYbDVkp-tKI/AAAAAAAACO0/CN20a1FQnTc/s1600/photo+%252831%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oBpvDeyYT3g/TYbDVkp-tKI/AAAAAAAACO0/CN20a1FQnTc/s1600/photo+%252831%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was the only "girly" thing that I bought. I think they are super cute but I wasn't planning on buying them. Janette put them in the cart and said "well you can leave them at the counter if you end up not really wanting them." I felt like that meant I needed something that is for sure for a girl so I bought them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love all the girly stuff and will gladly dress her up in frilly everything but when it came time to spend my own money on that stuff I didn't want it. I also don't like how girl stuff makes it seem like they are brats and stuck up. Like shirts that say "I know I'm cute!" Thats gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still loving our birthing classes. I have learned a lot that seemed like such simple things but I realized I wasn't living them. One of the things she taught us was not to hold our breath when we were in pain.&amp;nbsp;She said when you hold your breath, baby holds its breath. Duh right?! Well I realized that I do that exact thing when the baby hurts me. I hold my breath and breath in fast and quick until it goes away. Thats&amp;nbsp;exactly what she told us not to do. When it hurts, take a deep breath and try to relax and be calm. Duh right?! Yeah I can already see the difference when I remember to breath and relax. She told us its important to start trying now with little pains so during labor its what we will try to do instead of waiting and saying thats what we'll do when it comes time. &amp;nbsp;I figured her way was best and I shouldn't wait until labor day to try and deal with pain. Since I'm in pain almost daily I get good practice! Just another way to help me through natural child birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baby Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ She scared the poop out of me this week. I know this little girl very well but the dumb doctor scared me so now I get worried about stuff that didn't worry me before. She has a day once or twice a week where she sleeps pretty much all day long. I call those days her "growing days" Like when you were little and your knees hurt and you were hungry all day and the next day you seemed like 3 inches taller. Well I usually am super tired on those days too and I got up super late. Then I started doing homework and the day slowly slipped by. I realized I hadn't felt her move at all. I commented to BJ and he wasn't worried but then I remembered the doctor saying if I didn't feel her move at all in a day to come in ASAP. So then I started to worry. I drank some OJ and laid down. She loves oranges and usually goes crazy in seconds. I got nothing. So then I was really worried and started shaking my belly and poking her to wake her up. She gave me a few weak kicks and I kept trying to wake her up. She gave me a few stronger ones. She went back to sleep and i figured I had felt her so I didn't need to call the doctor. She slept the entire day then around 7 she woke up and went crazy. She was up the rest of the night and through out the next day. It seemed like she didn't sleep at all. I knew I was right and she was just super tired but that dumb doctor had to put the fear of God in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Finally figured out that she does not like strawberries. I get sick every time I eat them. I kept eating them because I love them and am tired of oranges but then I gave up. Its not worth getting so sick. BJ doesn't like strawberries either. Can you tell this is his daughter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ She now likes to show off. Not only does she want to be a part of the group talking she has to push out on my stomach and make it look funky to get peoples attention. It works. every. single. time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ She loves the sound of a basketball being dribbled. Its funny to watch a game and feel her stop moving as the ball gets closer to me then as it moves away she starts going nuts then calms down as it gets close again. She will prolly be a baller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ She hates it when I lay on my left side. They say to lay on your left side for better circulation so I try too. I prefer to sleep on my right side and I guess so does she. She hangs out only on my right side and at night when I lay on my left she will kick me until I turn over. She will chill out if I'm on my right but gets mad when I change back to my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I can see now why some women say they miss being pregnant. I love feeling her kick and move all around when she isn't hurting me. I'll miss watching my stomach do its own dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ My all time favorite is the fact that when I cuddle up to my husband in the morning he can feel her kicking on his stomach. I love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I still love that they play the poking kicking game together (she will only do that with BJ). I love being the middle man and listening to him talk to her and give her lovins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I have an appointment this week then it starts the going every 2 weeks instead of monthly. Oh joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-887218997109563520?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/887218997109563520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=887218997109563520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/887218997109563520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/887218997109563520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/32-weeks.html' title='32 weeks!'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-grcXR9-XVac/TYbDKjLgjBI/AAAAAAAACOk/HPsWTE8xfss/s72-c/photo+%252827%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2649563704199971872</id><published>2011-03-19T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:13:35.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pocatello</title><content type='html'>Rexburg has a total of 5 stores. Which means very very limited on anything. People always ask where you got something in Idaho Falls because thats where you have to go if you want to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we decided to drive extra and visit some family in Pokey. Its about an hour and a half but BJ has a cousin there. I love hanging out with that family. It like hanging out at the Listers. We stayed with them when we first moved up here and I've been wanting to go back and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ's cousin is like 40, Janette who is married to Doug. They have 5 kids, Danielle 15, Devanne 13, Paker 11, Alexis 7, and Oliva 4. They all are amazing. They are from the Balls side and are super laid back and funny. I wanted to get all my baby stuff and thought it would be nice to have someone tell me yes get that or no you don't need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove down and headed over to Costco for some pizza. I have been wanting it forever! It was sooooooo good! We got some stuff then headed back home to meet up with Janette. Then we headed out and went to 4-5 stores looking and getting all the little stuff. &amp;nbsp;Then we went back and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dying for some Panda Express but its only in Idaho Falls. Doug is an amazing chief and made homemade orange chicken for me. He fried it and everything! They even made lo mein! It pretty much was the best meal I have had in hmmmmm FOREVER! Then they made homemade custard. Pretty much We all were in a food coma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee went crazy after I ate. She hasn't tasted such great food ever!! She also was showing off for her cousins &amp;nbsp;by pressing out against my stomach as far as she could. My stomach has never looked that lopsided before. She was going crazy over that food. They tried getting me to eat more but I wasn't about to give her any more and make her even more crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got most of the basic stuff. Now we wont be running to the store every day trying get stuff as we figure out what we need. There are a few things I still want to get but aren't a huge need to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great day! I'm glad we got to spend time with family and get to know them better. We might go down again next month depending on how I feel and when the baby comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2649563704199971872?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2649563704199971872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2649563704199971872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2649563704199971872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2649563704199971872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/pocatello.html' title='Pocatello'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2183943367740946863</id><published>2011-03-18T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:44:14.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St.Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up knowing that it was St. Patrick's day. I didn't have anything fun planned. My class was cancelled so we thought we would go for another bike ride. BJ wanted to watch March Madness and said that they were going to play all the games up at the school ( He never really knew what it was all about. He has never made a bracket before or anything. I've never really been into the whole thing but he has been so excited learning about it and watching the games that I've had fun watching too. We didn't do a bracket but he said he wants to next year!) &amp;nbsp;We got dressed and rode our bike up to school.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1o7z2yjArh8/TYOjfwmjgYI/AAAAAAAACOU/9fAMZpmbCmY/s1600/photo+%252823%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1o7z2yjArh8/TYOjfwmjgYI/AAAAAAAACOU/9fAMZpmbCmY/s1600/photo+%252823%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They had a HUGE screen down and projected the games on it! It was amazing! We stayed there pretty much all day watching each game that came on. BJ would watch the other games on his phone. There have been some pretty awesome plays! We got hungry so we left and got some food then came back for the BYU game. It was fun watching it with a ton of people all around cheering and booing. We then left again to eat dinner and went back for the last game. I watched while doing my 13 page take home test and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My A&amp;amp;P teacher gives this HUGE test every semester over the heart. The study guide is like 4 packets long each with at least 5 pages and the test is super hard. He said that most people take 3-4 hours taking it in the testing center. The longest someone took was 5 hours!! I was sooo no looking forward to the test. There was no way I was going to be able to sit in the testing center with no food or water or able to go pee for 3 hours! THANKFULLY heavenly father prompted my teacher's son to ask him on a Disney cruise for a week. That made him willing to give us the test as a take home test! Thank goodness! I've spent 2 days on it so far and still have about 1/4 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YdcKfoNFJy4/TYOjjepCV-I/AAAAAAAACOY/I_XoDvCd66k/s1600/photo+%252824%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YdcKfoNFJy4/TYOjjepCV-I/AAAAAAAACOY/I_XoDvCd66k/s1600/photo+%252824%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My pregnancy brain almost got me again! I knew it was st patrick's day but while we were getting dressed I forgot about. Half way in to the first game I realized BJ wasn't wearing green and starting pinching him. He then tried to pinch me and I was covered head to toe in green. He got all booty hurt that I didn't tell it was st patrick's day when we were getting dressed. I told him I forgot about until just then. He didn't believe me. IDK why or how I ended up in all green but I did. I truly forgot I was suppose to wear green but thankfully I have a lot of it so take that pregnancy brain!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-K8M6S6bI-0A/TYOjlwAoQOI/AAAAAAAACOc/HZ3r8nHWXk4/s1600/photo+%252825%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-K8M6S6bI-0A/TYOjlwAoQOI/AAAAAAAACOc/HZ3r8nHWXk4/s1600/photo+%252825%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s6D9upMGwvo/TYOjp7ni1OI/AAAAAAAACOg/pgD4wZYi8hU/s1600/photo+%252826%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s6D9upMGwvo/TYOjp7ni1OI/AAAAAAAACOg/pgD4wZYi8hU/s1600/photo+%252826%2529.JPG" /&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;I also got my pack in play or play yard this week!!! BJ made fun of me because as soon as it arrived I set it all up. He thinks its funny how excited I am for all this baby stuff. I put his mind at ease and took it down. He thought I was going to leave it up til the baby got here. This was the cheapest one I could find. I don't think I'm going to like the changing station part of it. It seems more of a hassle to use it then not but we'll see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2183943367740946863?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2183943367740946863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2183943367740946863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2183943367740946863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2183943367740946863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/st.html' title='St.Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1o7z2yjArh8/TYOjfwmjgYI/AAAAAAAACOU/9fAMZpmbCmY/s72-c/photo+%252823%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2365837296163064970</id><published>2011-03-13T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:11:15.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/3902178973_88d613bf52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/3902178973_88d613bf52.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scrapbooklady.typepad.com/"&gt;photo from here&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;9 weeks left. I'm down to the single digits!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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;I&amp;nbsp;officially&amp;nbsp;signed up for classes. I have all online courses. 2 seem like they are going to be really hard. They were the only ones I could get into though. So I'll just be relying on the Lord lots this next semester to help me get through it with a newborn!&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;Tomorrow I turn in my application for the Nursing program. First time I'll ever really go through with applying. It makes me super nervous to actually apply. I really really want to get it in! &amp;nbsp;I also really really don't know if I'll make it through the program if I get in so it makes me not want to get it. My feelings keep going back and forth. BJ is all for it and is making sure I apply. I guess we will see what happens. I will be super sad if I don't get in. But not surprised. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bdmWLJ8guWc/TX1ZnaxhP3I/AAAAAAAACOQ/SeFHwT6F2gE/s1600/photo+%252822%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bdmWLJ8guWc/TX1ZnaxhP3I/AAAAAAAACOQ/SeFHwT6F2gE/s1600/photo+%252822%2529.JPG" /&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;Notice how fat my face is getting?! I told BJ I'm getting rolls on my neck. Idk if she is going to fit inside of me much longer. I really don't know if my stomach can get much bigger.&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;I realized this week that it is very&amp;nbsp;obvious&amp;nbsp;that I'm pregnant. I put on a shirt I haven't worn in awhile and told BJ it kind of hid my belly. Matt and BJ both looked at me and stated " Nothing can hide your belly!" It hit me that I am huge! No matter where I go or who I talk too someone always comments about pregnancy.&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;I have added yet another pillow to sleep with. Having a pillow between my legs&amp;nbsp;grantees&amp;nbsp;a good nights rest. Other wise my hips ache all night&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;I'm so grateful for a husband who willingly makes dinner for me when I can't get off the couch&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;I realized this week that our lives are going to change. While making eggs one morning she was kicking me and I wondered how I was going to make eggs if she was crying. Then today I woke up starving and took a shower but felt horrible so we both laid back down and slept for another 2 hours. When I woke up she was kicking and I wondered what we would do if she was awake during that time.&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;Hopefully we get to make it down to real stores and go shopping soon. Since it is finally march I can start buying all the little things she is going to need.&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;I ordered my pack n play! Should be here this 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;I was talking to my sister Liz and she told me about epi-no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/70mffMYpscY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/70mffMYpscY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/70mffMYpscY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;Anyone ever heard of it or used it? She said she used it with her second and it made a world of difference. I'm looking into it but wonder if its worth the $200.&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;br /&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/8746186781101148667-2365837296163064970?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2365837296163064970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2365837296163064970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2365837296163064970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2365837296163064970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/31-weeks.html' title='31 weeks'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/3902178973_88d613bf52_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-2986968036472622225</id><published>2011-03-11T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:01:46.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day!</title><content type='html'>After a week of school and playing with my brother in law Dan then a weekend of taking care of my brother law Matt on top of 2 tests, 2 projects and little sleep I was pooped!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty much done with school by Thursday. My a&amp;amp;p teacher was extremely nice and gave us a take home test for the biggest test of the semester. I played hooky from class since he already gave us the test to start working on. I was able to sleep until my body said get up. My hips didn't hurt at during the night so I slept the full 8 hours! I had enough time to make myself a real breakfast! I even watched an episode of "in plain sight". During which I got a huge craving for a doughnut. I checked the temp outside and it was 45!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-j2NzpOWU9R8/TXql-_gEWFI/AAAAAAAACOM/8CP0OB4ZQ5U/s1600/photo+%252821%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-j2NzpOWU9R8/TXql-_gEWFI/AAAAAAAACOM/8CP0OB4ZQ5U/s1600/photo+%252821%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been DYING to ride my bike for over 2 weeks now. The snow has started to melt then it would snow again. Its to the point where the snow is almost gone and the sidewalks are finally clear.I&amp;nbsp;talked BJ into riding our bikes to the doughnut shop. It took some talking but I won! We rode our bikes the 2 miles to the doughnut shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theeatenpath.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/peter_pan_bakery_apple_crumb_doughnut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://theeatenpath.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/peter_pan_bakery_apple_crumb_doughnut.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got a Blueberry crumb doughnut. Most amazing doughnut ever! It tasted pretty much like a muffin. It was&amp;nbsp;exactly what I was looking for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got hungry so we found a pizza place that had a $5 pizzas. Lucky us the BYU game was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alfagroupnews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/1296104435-76.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.alfagroupnews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/1296104435-76.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone and I mean EVERYONE talks about BYU basketball here and or about Utah State and since we don't have tv and I dont like watching sports we never have a clue whats going on. Since we had free time we ate our pizza and enjoyed the game. ( they won by the way!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then rode home and I was pretty much done for. I realized how out of shape I am when I'm dying going up a slight incline. I felt like I had ridden 20 miles instead of 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wiinintendo.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/Guitar-Hero-Warriors-Of-Rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.wiinintendo.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/Guitar-Hero-Warriors-Of-Rock.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny bought guitar hero for the Wii and left it here for us to play. When we came home and I had time to play some before it was time to go to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TD4DrWVtd3E/TWXykU2WNsI/AAAAAAAAAdg/PxNFNl4zv1U/s1600/rexburg+temple+one.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TD4DrWVtd3E/TWXykU2WNsI/AAAAAAAAAdg/PxNFNl4zv1U/s320/rexburg+temple+one.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our calling is a sealing couple. We go once a month and do sealings. We have been wanting to do sealings since we got married but never knew how to go about doing them. Now we get to do it once a month. The sealer was a very cute old man. He had a story to tell after each set of sealings. One that was interesting. He said in the year 2010 that temple had done about 1.7 million ordinances. Of those there were only 748 mistakes. That was something like a .04% error. He said they went back and fixed every single one. Crazy that out soooo many there was less than a 1000 that had an error!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mormontimes.com/emedia/oss/mormontimes/v1/images/headerGraphics/1207436576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.mormontimes.com/emedia/oss/mormontimes/v1/images/headerGraphics/1207436576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the temple BJ got to go play church ball. He looks forward to it every week. I watch while doing homework most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great day! I needed a day to step back so I can adjust back to our regular routine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-2986968036472622225?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/2986968036472622225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=2986968036472622225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2986968036472622225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/2986968036472622225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/great-day.html' title='Great day!'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-j2NzpOWU9R8/TXql-_gEWFI/AAAAAAAACOM/8CP0OB4ZQ5U/s72-c/photo+%252821%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-5804752681632992223</id><published>2011-03-07T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:49:50.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>&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://rlv.zcache.com/krw_danger_pregnancy_hormones_funny_tshirt-p2355030670577873864pn5_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/krw_danger_pregnancy_hormones_funny_tshirt-p2355030670577873864pn5_400.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chartroomcreative.com/rookiedad/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/pregnancy_hormones1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.chartroomcreative.com/rookiedad/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/pregnancy_hormones1.jpg" width="260" /&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://rlv.zcache.com/its_not_pregnancy_hormones_its_you_tshirt-p235260998775380183q08p_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/its_not_pregnancy_hormones_its_you_tshirt-p235260998775380183q08p_400.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;All three of these pictures plus way way more were me today! What gives?!?!&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;My first class I was super intense and so into everything the teacher said (not normal that class is a zzzzz)&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;2nd class I cried the entire time. Some guy commented that as a family they would go camping and it was some of their best memories as a kid. Super touching right?! Yeah bawled my eyes out too.&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;Went to the grocery store not 5 minutes after class and I seriously wanted to ram my cart into anyone and everyone in the store. If I were a cussing kind of girl I'm sure more then one would have heard the lot from me.&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;Made a list of the 5 or 6 items I needed for dinner. Looked at it maybe twice before the store, then once while in the middle of shopping. I still forgot 2 items on the list.&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;I get home and start making dinner and I'm crying again.&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;Dinner&amp;nbsp;conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt: I think I might go to FHE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ: Well should I give you a ride or is Camille going to take you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt: Either way is fine. The doctor said not to drive for a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me : (Listening intently and was there when doctor said not to drive for a few days, completely serious) Matt why don't you just take our car?!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I blame the hormones!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-5804752681632992223?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/5804752681632992223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=5804752681632992223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5804752681632992223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/5804752681632992223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-765783539075774877</id><published>2011-03-07T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:05:18.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun filled Sunday</title><content type='html'>My brother in law Matt sent a scare through us on Sunday. His girlfriend called and told us he was in the hospital after he had a seizure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped dinner and rushed over there. We then waited for 5 hours or so before they took him to a room to stay over night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offered my husband to stay with him. At the time I didn't think anything of it. As I left the hospital alone I realized that my husband and I would be a part for the first time ever at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a mire 5 hours of sleep it wasn't so bad. BJ got to "practice" sleeping on those chairs that pull into a bed. He didn't sleep at all because alarms kept going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is doing good now. The doctor doesn't know why this happened but we all agree that he just pushed his body to the max and it shut down. He had been going on 2-3 hours a sleep for a few days and spent the day fasting. On top of being stressed at school, having a girlfriend, and being elder's&amp;nbsp;quorum&amp;nbsp;president, playing hockey, being a single, cleaning the temple late at night, he just needs to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kidnapped him and are making him spend the next few days at our place. Single life is just not calm and &amp;nbsp;I knew he would try to go right back into the full swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all is well, and we get a little bit more time to get to know his girlfriend! Always a plus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-765783539075774877?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/765783539075774877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=765783539075774877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/765783539075774877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/765783539075774877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-filled-sunday.html' title='Fun filled Sunday'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3914866962512557062</id><published>2011-03-06T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T14:42:39.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/ 30 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-guugq5y-XMs/TXQGE0d6WsI/AAAAAAAACOI/VGLaxSzm7Mc/s1600/photo+%252820%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-guugq5y-XMs/TXQGE0d6WsI/AAAAAAAACOI/VGLaxSzm7Mc/s1600/photo+%252820%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I noticed on Friday that my stomach is all of a sudden super super round. I don't know where it came from but its HUGE and ROUND these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baby updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ We have liked the name Rylee Aden since we found out it was a girl. Last week I wasn't sure it was what I was going for so I started the search again. Then we got the Wii and I wanted to make a Mii for the baby. Since she didn't have a name I went back to Rylee. Then I met up with BJ while he was in his study group to get the car keys and as I was leaving one of the guys said " Bye Rylee!" It pretty much melted my heart. I'm still not 100% but I am at least 95% now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I signed us up for Birthing classes. I wanted to do hypnobabies but after talking to the lady I realized that her regular class was more my thing. We went to our first one. I was sure it was just going to be review for me and I just wanted BJ to go and understand stuff. However, I learned so much! It was AMAZING!!! She puts a huge emphasis on being able to do everything all naturally and learning to listen to your body and relax during the labor process. We practiced holding ice in our hands and then she gave us pointers and how to overcome the coldness. It really worked and made the time go faster. We also practiced different&amp;nbsp;positions&amp;nbsp;to give birth. I always figured I'd do it just like my sister and be in bed while pushing. After going through different ways and trying to relax I found out that I can't relax at all when I'm on my back. That was a huge eye opener. In the birthing videos people seem the most comfortable when on their backs but looks can be&amp;nbsp;deceiving. Next week we are going over birth plans which I'm all for! I already have mine started so I'm excited to get more insight on stuff I just don't know about! BJ also liked it and learned a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ My honeymoon phase is&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;over. I'm tired all the time again. I can be starving but only able to eat half my food. Then I have to wait an hour or so to finish it. My hips ache whenever I lay down for too long which makes sleeping a pain! I also am getting days of queasiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Its fun to play games with the baby now. BJ was laying next to me one night and he would squeeze my tummy and she would kick. They went back and forth for a good 10 minutes. BJ then fell asleep and had his head resting on my tummy. She wasn't done playing with her daddy and sat and kicked him. He didn't wake up so she used all her might and did one really big kick. It startled BJ awake! I just laughed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &amp;nbsp;I was bored in class one day so I started rocking forward and backwards. I did it three times and she kicked me back three times. I kept doing it and every time she would kick me. I could tell I was making her mad and it just made me laugh. I would bet a million bucks she is going to come out stubborn with a temper. She is for sure her daddy's daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Bending over is now really hard to do. Its always been hard if I had pants on but now even in a dress or skirt its hard to put on shoes and socks. Thankfully I have the most helpful husband around and he is always willing to help with the shoes and socks. Its hard though when I'm alone and I drop something. Getting down is easy but the coming up isn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm getting my pay back for always staring and talking about any and every pregnant lady I would see. No matter where I am or what I'm doing someone is watching me and or whispering about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I have yet to use my "I'm pregnant" card at school. I am very proud of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~She still loves the organ! I don't get it but she goes nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ She also found my ribs for the first time. I'm kind of surprised it took her this long but I'm glad it did. It HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm starting to get super anxious for her to get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm in search of a diaper bag. My sister kerri used a backpack with her first and I have always liked that idea. All the backpack ones I've found are ugly. I've found tons of cute bags but I'm not willing to pay so much for them. I'm thinking of making one. I just really want a giraffe bag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3914866962512557062?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3914866962512557062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3914866962512557062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3914866962512557062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3914866962512557062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/29-30-weeks.html' title='29/ 30 weeks'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-guugq5y-XMs/TXQGE0d6WsI/AAAAAAAACOI/VGLaxSzm7Mc/s72-c/photo+%252820%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-3077689973959733715</id><published>2011-03-03T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:51:34.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun filled week</title><content type='html'>We've had a really good last 2 weeks! Starting off with a holiday and it is still going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting news was going to the baby store called Mommy n Me. They sell Phil and Ted strollers so we went to ordered from them since we thought they had a pretty good deal going. Their Chicco key fit 30 car seats were expensive and I knew I could find those cheaper so we held off on that one. The next day they called and said they were on back order and wouldn't get my stroller until May 16th! Thats after my due date!! True I don't need it until after my due date but I want it to start taking up space now!!!!! And I want to start pushing it around my house because I want to! So we went online and found an AMAZING deal that ended up being cheaper then Mommy n Me. We got the stroller with the doubles kit and the car seat attachment! OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41A0AeRbY2L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41A0AeRbY2L.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is the same one my sister Kim has but they now come in Black instead of red. =]&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;These strollers only fit certain car seats on them. We looked into all of them. They had the cheap Graco one that can attach. They tend to be the cheapest out there. Then they got up to really expensive car seats. We have done our research and the Chicco Key Fit 30 seemed like a great car seat. It holds the baby up to 30 lbs. Most car seats only go up to like 22 lbs. They are really nicely made but tend to be more expensive. I really liked them because they have a easy adjustable strap that you press a button and pull a string and it moves for the baby. It also goes in and out of the base very easy which some car seats are horrible at doing. So I shopped around and found one for the price of a Graco! WOOT WOOT!!!! And it has green on 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;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DVRKlxFINTs/TXAVcnFkSjI/AAAAAAAACN4/qMHFyfKJV88/s1600/photo+%252816%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DVRKlxFINTs/TXAVcnFkSjI/AAAAAAAACN4/qMHFyfKJV88/s1600/photo+%252816%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I put it all together myself!! It came 2 days early! I love that it takes up space!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BJ also has been looking at cars these past few weeks. Its his thing. Its crazy how much he is into cars and the knowledge he has on that subject. He always is finding a good car for a great price. He even tries to convince me we need it. I have kept him at bay for now but since I got my stroller he seemed to think the rest of the tax money was to play it. I had to remind him we still need diapers and hospital fees and other baby stuff. He still thought he should get a toy. So....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.slashgear.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/nintendo_black_wii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://cdn.slashgear.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/nintendo_black_wii.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;We bought a Wii. I have always wanted one so it wasn't hard to convince me to get 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 convinced my brother in law Danny to come play with us for a week. He keeps going back and forth on if he wants to come up here so we planned to show him a good time.&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;The first night he got here was POND SKIMMING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5JzuE9S3gPU/TXAW_C2pwXI/AAAAAAAACN8/1rbQy91LIoM/s1600/photo+%252817%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5JzuE9S3gPU/TXAW_C2pwXI/AAAAAAAACN8/1rbQy91LIoM/s1600/photo+%252817%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Basically people sign up to snowboard/ski/sled down this hill and try to make it across a pond of water. We are mormon so you can&amp;nbsp;imagine&amp;nbsp;the creative costumes people wore. Mario, Army men with a tanks, 3 amigos, little swim trunks, bananas, you name it there was someone dressed up in it. There were a lot of wipe outs which are always fun to see. Dan liked seeing all the people and listening to the music. His feet got cold so we left a tad early.&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3MgJRXcsSp0/TXAXtew3LPI/AAAAAAAACOA/0Bq3T4kgm0U/s1600/photo+%252818%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3MgJRXcsSp0/TXAXtew3LPI/AAAAAAAACOA/0Bq3T4kgm0U/s1600/photo+%252818%2529.JPG" /&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;BJ has been in heaven with Danny here. I go to bed early and he stays up til 3 am and with Dan here he had a buddy to play with. Danny is also very VERY into cars. I can't even &amp;nbsp;say how many hours have been spent on the topic of cars and how many cars and parts they have looked up online. I wont be sad when the car&amp;nbsp;conversations&amp;nbsp;stop tomorrow.&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0Io5L31KsHg/TXAYLnEuCpI/AAAAAAAACOE/Moc5cBdZpr0/s1600/photo+%252819%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0Io5L31KsHg/TXAYLnEuCpI/AAAAAAAACOE/Moc5cBdZpr0/s1600/photo+%252819%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BYUI also lets anyone come to class so Dan went to all of BJ's classes. It was good for him to see what school will be like. He will have to take all those ones too so it worked out.&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;I found out on Tuesday that I really am a big pregnant lady. After my class the boys picked me up and we walked all over in search of housing for Dan. The weather was great so I didn't mind walking. Then we headed up to the school and we showed Dan everything. I had an hour of sitting during devotional then BJ had a meeting with his teacher so I took Dan around the rest of the campus. We also talked to advising and scheduled for him to take tests. After walking all over and up and down stairs I was pretty pooped. BJ had a basketball game so I went and watched while he and Dan played. By the time I got home my public bones felt like jelly. I'm still recovering from it. Wednesday didn't help with it being my long day at school either. BJ and Dan wanted to spend today playing and going swimming. I'm sitting out the playing and prolly wont make until 10 tonight to swim.&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;I never realized how much energy it took to entertain someone while pregnant. Both of my poor sisters had to&amp;nbsp;entertain&amp;nbsp;me when they were further along than I am!! I didn't think I'd get to experience it since I'm the youngest. I guess having younger in laws means I get to see what my sisters did for me! &amp;nbsp;Its's been fun and I'm glad he came up. I've run my dishwasher and washer more this week then its ever been ran and done &amp;nbsp;more stuff then I have in a long time. I know my husband has enjoyed it. I also only forgot to put my robe on once and that at 4 a.m. so I was safe!! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8746186781101148667-3077689973959733715?l=kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/feeds/3077689973959733715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746186781101148667&amp;postID=3077689973959733715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3077689973959733715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746186781101148667/posts/default/3077689973959733715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickinwitheballs.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-filled-week.html' title='Fun filled week'/><author><name>Krystal and Bruce</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DVRKlxFINTs/TXAVcnFkSjI/AAAAAAAACN4/qMHFyfKJV88/s72-c/photo+%252816%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746186781101148667.post-5054012817921500145</id><published>2011-02-22T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:33:27.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well hello &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3rd and final trimester&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so happy to meet you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I just posted my big belly I didn't take one for this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ I did the glucose test today. My sister Kerri scared me about taking it because she said the stuff you have to drink is awful! I had to drink mine in class because you have to get your blood taken an hour later and my appointment was set up where I'd still be in class an hour before. Mine was lemon-lime flavor. I had to get up early and eat breakfast so there was time for it to digest before I drank the pure sugar drink. At first sip I was like oh I can do this. Then half way I gagged. Then my throat started to burn then I finally finished it within the 5 minutes like your suppose and my tummy just felt YUCKY! It tasted like super flat Sprite. You know when its super sugary and all the bubbles are gone. Yeah GROSS!&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;~ I passed my glucose test so no more of that thankfully!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ I am not anemic! Thank goodness!&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;~ I lost .5 of a pound since my appointment 2 weeks ago. I just realized how much I have gained and its a big scary number that I will not say EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ I'm now suppose to record kicking sessions everyday. Sunday I did my first one and she kicked 10 times in 10 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ My A&amp;amp;P teacher told the class a story today about how his wife was 7 months prego (me now) and she said she didn't feel the baby move very much so they listened to the heartbeat. Then the next day they couldn't find it so they went to the doctors and they induced her and she had a still born. YOU DO NOT TELL A 7 MONTH PREGNANT LADY THESE KINDS OF STORIES! LET ALONE IN CLASS! Yup I started bawling my eyes out. I couldn't have controlled it even if he had warned me. He went on to talk about more babies death and I couldn't take it so I had to leave the room. Who does that?!?! *this happened like 30 years ago***and we were learning about erythoblastis fetalis so it did relate but still**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=
