<?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-1431759410906583926</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:32:25.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rees Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Rees 2008</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-7398180169096288477</id><published>2010-02-02T19:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:37:12.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom, I get to be the mummy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S2jhDmi37MI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Cw0t3OSCZ6U/s1600-h/CIMG2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S2jhDmi37MI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Cw0t3OSCZ6U/s400/CIMG2068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433840402425179330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S2jhC9noy6I/AAAAAAAAAes/dbpDkFU7g7E/s1600-h/CIMG2066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S2jhC9noy6I/AAAAAAAAAes/dbpDkFU7g7E/s400/CIMG2066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433840391439305634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey called me the other day so excited because her friend stella traded Jacey parts in there school program.  Jacey wanted to be the mummy so bad, so when she called and said she got to be the mummy, I was excited for her.  I asked her what she needed to do and she said, "You need to make me a mummy costume by tomorrow!"  What????  The program was cute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7398180169096288477?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7398180169096288477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7398180169096288477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7398180169096288477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7398180169096288477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2010/02/mom-i-get-to-be-mummy.html' title='Mom, I get to be the mummy!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S2jhDmi37MI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Cw0t3OSCZ6U/s72-c/CIMG2068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6610494089778840698</id><published>2010-01-23T17:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:30:52.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mom, do you want to know what my poop looks like??"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S1uilqy2ypI/AAAAAAAAAek/4hZVSFY1vdA/s1600-h/CIMG2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S1uilqy2ypI/AAAAAAAAAek/4hZVSFY1vdA/s400/CIMG2065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430112543751719570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to write this down before I forgot....Today I heard the toilet flush and because we have had trouble with one little 5 yr old NOT flushing the toilet, I yelled from my bedroom to his bathroom, "Good job"!  He came up to me and said, "Hey mom, Hey mom, do you want to know what my poop looks like?"  Taken back by the question; but, with a grin on my face and a shake of my head I said, "What?" He stated, "It looks like a horse shoe mom!!  I think the toilet saw my boots when I went to the bathroom, and now it knows I'm a real cowboy mom!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6610494089778840698?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6610494089778840698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6610494089778840698' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6610494089778840698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6610494089778840698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2010/01/mom-do-you-want-to-know-what-my-poop.html' title='&quot;Mom, do you want to know what my poop looks like??&quot;'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/S1uilqy2ypI/AAAAAAAAAek/4hZVSFY1vdA/s72-c/CIMG2065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-82618542018882480</id><published>2009-09-30T08:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:37:12.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Son is such a NERD!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I came out to witness this sight.....I had no idea that today was NERD day at school.  I just thought, "What the heck are you wearing!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsNs_FTnZvI/AAAAAAAAAec/iaWL_tJHsz8/s1600-h/CIMG1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsNs_FTnZvI/AAAAAAAAAec/iaWL_tJHsz8/s400/CIMG1941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387269410277254898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsNs-xlI3NI/AAAAAAAAAeU/oK1IuzIy4sc/s1600-h/CIMG1933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsNs-xlI3NI/AAAAAAAAAeU/oK1IuzIy4sc/s400/CIMG1933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387269404982041810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-82618542018882480?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/82618542018882480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=82618542018882480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/82618542018882480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/82618542018882480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-son-is-such-nerd.html' title='My Son is such a NERD!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsNs_FTnZvI/AAAAAAAAAec/iaWL_tJHsz8/s72-c/CIMG1941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-365108799735371246</id><published>2009-09-27T17:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:35:38.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grotto</title><content type='html'>Today we had the funnest time hiking up to the Grotto.  It was so much fun and I love the colors changing in the mountains....Fall is the absolute best in Utah!!!  The whole family enjoyed the hike!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASfCJ31DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DrqLX69s1rM/s1600-h/Mike+and+Amber+Grotto+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASfCJ31DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DrqLX69s1rM/s400/Mike+and+Amber+Grotto+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386325478698636338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASec8tE7I/AAAAAAAAAeE/_Lo9sbgb0TM/s1600-h/CIMG1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASec8tE7I/AAAAAAAAAeE/_Lo9sbgb0TM/s400/CIMG1905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386325468711293874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASd_E8NQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/z4CuEc60fPY/s1600-h/Grotto+rees+kids+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASd_E8NQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/z4CuEc60fPY/s400/Grotto+rees+kids+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386325460692776194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASdPckrsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/G-LE4Q1_FHU/s1600-h/CIMG1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASdPckrsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/G-LE4Q1_FHU/s400/CIMG1886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386325447906995906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-365108799735371246?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/365108799735371246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=365108799735371246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/365108799735371246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/365108799735371246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/09/grotto.html' title='The Grotto'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SsASfCJ31DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DrqLX69s1rM/s72-c/Mike+and+Amber+Grotto+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-602847308370480929</id><published>2009-08-29T17:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:06:15.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The last of the crew is off to school!!!</title><content type='html'>Little Taje on the first day of school.  He was so excited and YES he picked his own outfit!!!  I am so sad I forgot to take pictures of the rest of the kids, but at least I got Taje!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spm0Se4FM4I/AAAAAAAAAds/RhcD8HPkfz8/s1600-h/CIMG1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spm0Se4FM4I/AAAAAAAAAds/RhcD8HPkfz8/s400/CIMG1872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375525859862328194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spm0GVkMjJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/O73zGxjVzZw/s1600-h/CIMG1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spm0GVkMjJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/O73zGxjVzZw/s400/CIMG1871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375525651204574354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-602847308370480929?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/602847308370480929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=602847308370480929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/602847308370480929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/602847308370480929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-of-crew-is-off-to-school.html' title='The last of the crew is off to school!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spm0Se4FM4I/AAAAAAAAAds/RhcD8HPkfz8/s72-c/CIMG1872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2854557254022017222</id><published>2009-08-27T19:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:41:09.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EEeeeewwwWWW!!!!</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago I was on my way to Vernal to visit my cousin Kyle... and attend his mission farewell.  (So excited he is going to Peru!!)  Well, all of the sudden I see something flutter, feel something hit, and see something splatter across my windshield....YUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spc0C2w38AI/AAAAAAAAAdU/u8I7Vr0FfMY/s1600-h/CIMG1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spc0C2w38AI/AAAAAAAAAdU/u8I7Vr0FfMY/s400/CIMG1869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374821903954866178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the blood, I had a sneaking suspicion that something was still remaining on the front of my car and sure enough, it was!!!  I pulled over at the nearest gas station and the cutest teenager girl asked to help get it off.....(of course I wasn't going to turn her down!!)  But we pulled and tried and I think the thing fried to my front of the car....I eventually had to go to a car wash and scrub it off....DISGUSTING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spc05pBlf3I/AAAAAAAAAdc/muIix-_Nr1E/s1600-h/CIMG1868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spc05pBlf3I/AAAAAAAAAdc/muIix-_Nr1E/s400/CIMG1868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374822845159669618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My son had to take these pictures....I'm just so glad he didn't get one of me!!!!  I'm sure I was looking a bit green!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2854557254022017222?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2854557254022017222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2854557254022017222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2854557254022017222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2854557254022017222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeeeeewwwwww.html' title='EEeeeewwwWWW!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Spc0C2w38AI/AAAAAAAAAdU/u8I7Vr0FfMY/s72-c/CIMG1869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6767515516610066966</id><published>2009-08-02T15:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:38:28.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remi Got Baptized</title><content type='html'>On Saturday August 1st Remi was baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.  The day was a beautiful day and we had lots of family come and share it with Remi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG8q2rb6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Lzs4tySrxxI/s1600-h/Rees+Family+on+Remi%27s+Baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG8q2rb6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Lzs4tySrxxI/s400/Rees+Family+on+Remi%27s+Baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365483645424070562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG8eQLaBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3cS5Q8pOK1Q/s1600-h/Remi+with+MOM+and+M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG8eQLaBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3cS5Q8pOK1Q/s400/Remi+with+MOM+and+M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365483642041362450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG73IIajI/AAAAAAAAAc8/t3Q4V1du-ek/s1600-h/Remi%27s+Baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG73IIajI/AAAAAAAAAc8/t3Q4V1du-ek/s400/Remi%27s+Baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365483631538629170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of Remi!!!  She has been a joy in our family and always has the sweetest personality...Today I was taking a nap on the couch and as I was sleeping she went and got a blanket and covered me so I wouldn't be cold...She is a very thoughtful little girl...Love her so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6767515516610066966?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6767515516610066966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6767515516610066966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6767515516610066966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6767515516610066966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/08/remi-got-baptized.html' title='Remi Got Baptized'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SnYG8q2rb6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Lzs4tySrxxI/s72-c/Rees+Family+on+Remi%27s+Baptism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-3102630819588872782</id><published>2009-07-25T23:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:05:45.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know, I Know!!!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know.....I need to post something!!!!  It just seems like this summer is going by way too fast and not a moment to spare!!!!  I have loved the time I have had this summer and even though I am still working during the summer with CPR and First aid classes (Not to mention..Care Plans!!!!) I have loved every bit of this summer!!!  I have even loved the rain!!!  We have been boating quite a bit, but the wind has taken us back, home, quickly... Yesterday, we went out on the boat and I did happen to get a nice sun burn (Didn't think I would because of how cloudy it was, but I did!!) Well, I hope all is treating you well... I promise to be posting pictures soon!!  Remi's baptism is this upcoming weekend, so excited!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3102630819588872782?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3102630819588872782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3102630819588872782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3102630819588872782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3102630819588872782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-i-know.html' title='I Know, I Know!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-9053974403742801517</id><published>2009-06-04T12:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:02:57.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remi's year end Recital!!!</title><content type='html'>I love to watch and see growth!!!!  Remi has grown so much from a little dancer to a shining star!!!  She loves to dance and comes home so excited!!!  Here is a couple of video's of her year end dance recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df5f8590c0bb3a1d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df5f8590c0bb3a1d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/9053974403742801517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=9053974403742801517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/9053974403742801517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/9053974403742801517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/06/remis-year-end-recital.html' title='Remi&apos;s year end Recital!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2524593015376968877</id><published>2009-05-31T18:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:34:34.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Galore!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SiMiE-eCA8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/AwThEbItfOs/s1600-h/CIMG1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SiMiE-eCA8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/AwThEbItfOs/s400/CIMG1794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342151051875320770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is the year of graduations..... Sabe is graduating from Elementary school and going on up to Jr. High.  I'm so proud of him!!!  Sabe is one good kid.  He takes on so much responsibility and does it without complaint!!!  Love your guts Sabe!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2524593015376968877?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2524593015376968877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2524593015376968877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2524593015376968877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2524593015376968877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-galore.html' title='Graduation Galore!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SiMiE-eCA8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/AwThEbItfOs/s72-c/CIMG1794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6147953588329441793</id><published>2009-05-24T18:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:22:21.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My last Graduator!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Shnka2hfnTI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8qS50M3TLbE/s1600-h/CIMG1782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Shnka2hfnTI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8qS50M3TLbE/s400/CIMG1782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339549983188163890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taje and his little friend Spencer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShnkMjhq0KI/AAAAAAAAAck/LvXh-_rsTFs/s1600-h/CIMG1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShnkMjhq0KI/AAAAAAAAAck/LvXh-_rsTFs/s400/CIMG1785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339549737570455714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has Done IT!!!!!  Graduated from Pre-school!!!! I can't believe it!!!  How come these little ones grow up so fast???  I swear I just had him and now he is moving on to Transitional Kindergarten or Kindergarten.  I haven't decided yet.  Recently, his pre-school teacher told me that Taje didn't do well on his year end testing (To Tajes credit, they tested him when he was sick and had an ear infection)...So I need to decided where he will go.  I love the group of staff at his school now and if he goes to T-K he will need to start over at a new school with a new group of supporting staff members.  Also, Taje turns 5yrs old on Aug 4th....He will be so young if he starts kinder now... And also his disability....I do want him to be a bit stronger and bigger when he goes to kindergarten with more kids and more responsibilities on his plate.  So.........any suggestions????  I need help, what do I do to help him progress the best?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6147953588329441793?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6147953588329441793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6147953588329441793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6147953588329441793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6147953588329441793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-last-graduator.html' title='My last Graduator!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Shnka2hfnTI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8qS50M3TLbE/s72-c/CIMG1782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-8175674376096763532</id><published>2009-05-18T22:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:59:07.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remi the violin star!!!</title><content type='html'>Remi was able to participate in her 1st free style violin recital.. Remi picked the song, "I am Like a Star" and also "Twinkle Theme".  She was so nervous to play in front of people, but she did AWESOME!!!!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e62fc5b1d1afb71c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-302346354095154301</id><published>2009-05-18T22:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:02:16.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day on the lake!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI9TfpHp3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/UH70X35lJ8Q/s1600-h/CIMG1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI9TfpHp3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/UH70X35lJ8Q/s400/CIMG1769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337395913508235122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI04br-8EI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wN4bxI-nysY/s1600-h/CIMG1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI04br-8EI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wN4bxI-nysY/s400/CIMG1776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337386652497014850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI04cymsJI/AAAAAAAAAb8/67YrKvk55MA/s1600-h/CIMG1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI04cymsJI/AAAAAAAAAb8/67YrKvk55MA/s400/CIMG1764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337386652793221266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI04D5lYCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tXRRMvTFFpE/s1600-h/CIMG1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI04D5lYCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tXRRMvTFFpE/s400/CIMG1766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337386646111608866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI03wWrxRI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rkHLUP_vE_c/s1600-h/CIMG1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI03wWrxRI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rkHLUP_vE_c/s400/CIMG1765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337386640864953618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI03jotmgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nJTYmo_xDuc/s1600-h/CIMG1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI03jotmgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nJTYmo_xDuc/s400/CIMG1761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337386637450910210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey wanted to take some friends boating for her birthday... We had a ton of fun and I even walked a way with a bit of a burn...  It's amazing how I lather up all my kids and husband with sunscreen, but forget myself!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-302346354095154301?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/302346354095154301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=302346354095154301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/302346354095154301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/302346354095154301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-on-lake.html' title='A day on the lake!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/ShI9TfpHp3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/UH70X35lJ8Q/s72-c/CIMG1769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-3966772652916806499</id><published>2009-05-13T11:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:20:51.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey Lou is 1 yr older!!!</title><content type='html'>Jacey is now 1 yr older!!!  She is so funny, I love that she makes me laugh and that she has so much to give.  Recently, Jacey broke her thumb playing soft ball... She went to swing at the ball, and instead used to finger as the bat.  When I saw Jacey's face I knew is was broken. It's funny how a mom knows her kids.... Jacey had a fun time with her family going out to dinner and opening presents..She is waiting patiently for her dad to come home from Liberty MO so he can take her and her friends on a boat ride.  I can't wait too... I love to go boating!!!  Here is a picture of the loot she brought in just by turning a year older.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SgsA-kWbhKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U0YMfU_lhpE/s1600-h/CIMG1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SgsA-kWbhKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U0YMfU_lhpE/s400/CIMG1743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335359258460128418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3966772652916806499?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3966772652916806499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3966772652916806499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3966772652916806499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3966772652916806499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/05/jacey-lou-is-1-yr-older.html' title='Jacey Lou is 1 yr older!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SgsA-kWbhKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U0YMfU_lhpE/s72-c/CIMG1743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-7921461197541816149</id><published>2009-05-10T23:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:57:13.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Race for the Cure!!</title><content type='html'>I have been putting off posting this segment because I felt that I couldn't do it justice.... This last Mother's Day weekend I had the opportunity to go with some friends to the Gateway to participate in a 5K "Race for the Cure!!!"  It is a program set up to raise money for Breast Cancer research and other awareness concerns... It was a great day; emotional for some, but supportive for others.  I participated for many women... Mindee Zigler, Cheryl Brown, Renae Powell, Ladonna Madsen, Criss Rich, Teri Davis, Rachelle Drange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge59MGOZaI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DDnkBlBlxzU/s1600-h/CIMG1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge59MGOZaI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DDnkBlBlxzU/s400/CIMG1748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334436744514135458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge589bTunI/AAAAAAAAAa0/XmBVjD37lBg/s1600-h/CIMG1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge589bTunI/AAAAAAAAAa0/XmBVjD37lBg/s400/CIMG1746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334436740576033394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the race we had a minute to sit and rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge6XATjuKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hyiDFz1aPkc/s1600-h/CIMG1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge6XATjuKI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hyiDFz1aPkc/s400/CIMG1752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334437188025432226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we were off to Sweet Tomatoes for lunch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge61WY7HiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/npCZv5A1pM0/s1600-h/CIMG1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge61WY7HiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/npCZv5A1pM0/s400/CIMG1753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334437709349592610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What a great time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a student nurse I remember being sent into a patients room to get a blood pressure on a patient.  I walked in and proceeded to grab her arm to get the reading.  But instead, she said to me, "You need to use my leg."  I thought.... oh okay... and then proceeded to take the blood pressure on her leg.  As I got talking I learned that she had just had a double mastectomy and she proceeded to show me the incisions...staples...and damage the cancer left behind.  With tears in her eyes... she said, "I hope this never happens to you."  She was in her mid 30's... I am now in my mid 30's... I so hope that soon there will be a cure!!! No one should have to endure pain that can be stopped!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7921461197541816149?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7921461197541816149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7921461197541816149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7921461197541816149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7921461197541816149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/05/race-for-cure.html' title='Race for the Cure!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sge59MGOZaI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DDnkBlBlxzU/s72-c/CIMG1748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-5720304118341489147</id><published>2009-04-19T22:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:31:13.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SpringBREAK  2009!!!!</title><content type='html'>Springbreak has come and gone, but we had fun while it lasted!!!!  This year we spent it going to movies, out to dinner, and to the Lehi pool and Sand dunes... The kids had a lot of fun!!! In the montage...are pictures of my kids having fun.. Taje is riding a 4-wheeler.. I must say that he amazes me!!!!  Even though we have a long way to go with his Therapy.. He is doing GREAT!!!!   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He told me that his name is Captain EAGLE!!!  and he told me I need to buy him a costume... He said that when he wears his costume he is going to have powers... I just love my little man!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-5720304118341489147?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5720304118341489147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=5720304118341489147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5720304118341489147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5720304118341489147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/04/springbreak-2009.html' title='SpringBREAK  2009!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-7550071132163036564</id><published>2009-04-17T00:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:14:13.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Eventful Easter Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>Easter was a ton of fun this year... We were so blessed to have my cousin come down with his daughter and her boyfriend from Canada.. Easter at the Witbeck's is the ABSOLUTE Funnest.. I know I know everyone thinks their family holiday is the best, but I am SERIOUS&gt;&gt;&gt; This year we were even visited by an extra guest... Look above Mike's head in his picture and you will see a body standing over him... I'm calling our friend FRED... I don't know how he got there, but he did!!!  The kids had so much fun on their night Easter Egg hunt and my sisters worked so hard to make it a Fun event filled with great treats... Thanks Jade and Joce and Sonja (even though she never reads my blogs because she doesn't know how to work a computer)  Thanks  a BUNCH and Jason... You better come back next year and bring some more Canadians!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfHZoROBI/AAAAAAAAAas/na1Ak281dfk/s1600-h/CIMG1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfHZoROBI/AAAAAAAAAas/na1Ak281dfk/s400/CIMG1709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325540771364943890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfHWFVAmI/AAAAAAAAAak/OhQanVPzqF8/s1600-h/CIMG1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfHWFVAmI/AAAAAAAAAak/OhQanVPzqF8/s400/CIMG1723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325540770413085282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfG13nM7I/AAAAAAAAAac/0cGatgz-huY/s1600-h/CIMG1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfG13nM7I/AAAAAAAAAac/0cGatgz-huY/s400/CIMG1699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325540761765622706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfGpo7IfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/nXDdh4tMpm8/s1600-h/CIMG1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfGpo7IfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/nXDdh4tMpm8/s400/CIMG1684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325540758482788850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfGdeUq2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Pf9AQ-HGXPA/s1600-h/CIMG1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfGdeUq2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Pf9AQ-HGXPA/s400/CIMG1680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325540755217099618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7550071132163036564?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7550071132163036564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7550071132163036564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7550071132163036564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7550071132163036564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-eventful-easter-weekend.html' title='Our Eventful Easter Weekend!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SegfHZoROBI/AAAAAAAAAas/na1Ak281dfk/s72-c/CIMG1709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-4496168356440910938</id><published>2009-04-05T16:57:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:16:32.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a soldier</title><content type='html'>This last weekend I had an opportunity to go to a nurses conference.  It was a ton of fun and was greatly needed.  One of our key note speakers was Ms. Utah.  She had an amazing story to tell and I enjoyed every bit of it!!  She told a story of her spending time in the National Guard as a medic.  By the end of the presentation I was wanting to sign up!!!  She is a brilliant lady and has a great story to tell!!  Here are some pictures of my fellow friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7RwWbxcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wc2Zxj-QtO8/s400/CIMG1662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321349610937763266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7R46hlFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5KFHmk3BQv0/s1600-h/CIMG1661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7R46hlFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5KFHmk3BQv0/s400/CIMG1661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321349613236622418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7RvUt37I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VqLKY9xmqAY/s1600-h/CIMG1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7RvUt37I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/VqLKY9xmqAY/s400/CIMG1660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321349610662125490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7RZnR8xI/AAAAAAAAAZs/WOxx-WZxjzI/s1600-h/CIMG1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7RZnR8xI/AAAAAAAAAZs/WOxx-WZxjzI/s400/CIMG1657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321349604834407186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4496168356440910938?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4496168356440910938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4496168356440910938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4496168356440910938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4496168356440910938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-be-soldier.html' title='I want to be a soldier'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/Sdk7RwWbxcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wc2Zxj-QtO8/s72-c/CIMG1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6209183554171839270</id><published>2009-03-15T17:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:13:20.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey at Violin Festival</title><content type='html'>Jacey had another opportunity to use her talent at Violin Festival!!!  She did a great job and we are so proud of her!!  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-76d1e6c75d0d976a" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76d1e6c75d0d976a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D855C4E3B978FD7D08086A0BBC1626E63843F36B.4DD041E140A18025AA78257B4643C8D613B1D0DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76d1e6c75d0d976a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZniQXENFmyt1_Txwhh-Kqfnqt-Q&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76d1e6c75d0d976a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D855C4E3B978FD7D08086A0BBC1626E63843F36B.4DD041E140A18025AA78257B4643C8D613B1D0DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76d1e6c75d0d976a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZniQXENFmyt1_Txwhh-Kqfnqt-Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6209183554171839270?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=76d1e6c75d0d976a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6209183554171839270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6209183554171839270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6209183554171839270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6209183554171839270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacey-at-violin-festival.html' title='Jacey at Violin Festival'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-2909705079569124961</id><published>2009-03-07T23:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:12:03.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey got the Fifths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhm9gv1bI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zoWEJIDk2v0/s1600-h/CIMG1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhm9gv1bI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zoWEJIDk2v0/s400/CIMG1647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310695707574785458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhmm0_QcI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8uy5EMeJd2A/s1600-h/CIMG1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhmm0_QcI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8uy5EMeJd2A/s400/CIMG1648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310695701485666754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhmHyFyEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/o5D5cPAsg1E/s1600-h/CIMG1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhmHyFyEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/o5D5cPAsg1E/s400/CIMG1650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310695693152012354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhl8q5dAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8HhIUW4lerw/s1600-h/CIMG1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhl8q5dAI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8HhIUW4lerw/s400/CIMG1649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310695690169054210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhlUCLfiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9Vjx10-cpzo/s1600-h/CIMG1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhlUCLfiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/9Vjx10-cpzo/s400/CIMG1651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310695679260851746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the family hasn't been feeling too good.  It first started with Mike and then Me...  but poor Jacey she was not feeling too good.  First was onset of fever and then Slap cheek appearance and then lace like rash.  Poor thing... I kept asking if she felt okay because looking at her face made my eyes tear up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2909705079569124961?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2909705079569124961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2909705079569124961' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2909705079569124961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2909705079569124961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacey-got-fifths.html' title='Jacey got the Fifths'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbNhm9gv1bI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zoWEJIDk2v0/s72-c/CIMG1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-3419715725146336100</id><published>2009-03-07T14:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:37:28.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe the superior pianist!!</title><content type='html'>Today Sabe was judged on the piano at Utah Valley University.  It was a lot of fun for Sabe and it was his first time performing.  He has learned quickly and I am so proud of him... He loves it and we love listening to him play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8624cfc991eb69a" 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://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08624cfc991eb69a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6784CBD6594ECAB63AA951C56CF5AC901A392FD2.258444735CAABFDFEE07B49CB9E17DCB9D423FB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8624cfc991eb69a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5WaOLDMbx4vVSOXFGagNIldSf8c&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://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08624cfc991eb69a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6784CBD6594ECAB63AA951C56CF5AC901A392FD2.258444735CAABFDFEE07B49CB9E17DCB9D423FB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8624cfc991eb69a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5WaOLDMbx4vVSOXFGagNIldSf8c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe played two songs.. The first song is called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I've been wishin&lt;/span&gt; and the second song is called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cat Attack&lt;/span&gt;. Sabe received a superior rating for his performance, which is the highest rating they gave.   After his performance Sabe and I went to Olive Garden for a mom and son date.  Tons of Fun!!!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c5d3bf9b93c0b2c5" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5d3bf9b93c0b2c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68C9FE1BAC9AB6CDC352791F76D1A6DEFCD4507.7CB15799CC0719C9961011817F26C2CBFBEB037F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5d3bf9b93c0b2c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2pRvgLagma8iJV4BOuHF4rHl9Ok&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5d3bf9b93c0b2c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68C9FE1BAC9AB6CDC352791F76D1A6DEFCD4507.7CB15799CC0719C9961011817F26C2CBFBEB037F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5d3bf9b93c0b2c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2pRvgLagma8iJV4BOuHF4rHl9Ok&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3419715725146336100?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8624cfc991eb69a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c5d3bf9b93c0b2c5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3419715725146336100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3419715725146336100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3419715725146336100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3419715725146336100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/03/sabe-superior-pianist.html' title='Sabe the superior pianist!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-4740168277137747486</id><published>2009-03-07T13:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:58:55.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe... Student Council... and the Chicken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLgALMbwaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eUOa-oKnG8s/s1600-h/CIMG1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLgALMbwaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eUOa-oKnG8s/s400/CIMG1635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310553204232798626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf_r3wxAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/TMUJkTw95PU/s1600-h/CIMG1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf_r3wxAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/TMUJkTw95PU/s400/CIMG1641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310553195824595970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf_AvHfFI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kVP-Z_lM1EA/s1600-h/CIMG1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf_AvHfFI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kVP-Z_lM1EA/s400/CIMG1636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310553184245611602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf-mYPjmI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-7bcEyjtEkU/s1600-h/CIMG1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf-mYPjmI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-7bcEyjtEkU/s400/CIMG1628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310553177170349666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf-Idxn_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/_bZRG0_S3EE/s1600-h/CIMG1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLf-Idxn_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/_bZRG0_S3EE/s400/CIMG1625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310553169140490226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe has loved this past year being on student council... until about now!!  Just kidding, but it did take everything he had to stomach the councils last project!!  The student council has worked hard doing service and saving money.  The money they saved went to buy books for their school and support their literacy program.  The School made over $500.00 and then that money was matched by the Lewis foundation.  In this Video it shows Sabe eating a Chicken heart.  (Sorry the Video is sideways..)  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1f46a202aed91b22" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f46a202aed91b22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31A16F6F673621AC5188892A94230D8F78D45242.6888F8D4BF4914ACD7F4181790E80551E82B5C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f46a202aed91b22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVXqyChl7qvMI-wV44tUa9iEAjiU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f46a202aed91b22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31A16F6F673621AC5188892A94230D8F78D45242.6888F8D4BF4914ACD7F4181790E80551E82B5C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f46a202aed91b22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVXqyChl7qvMI-wV44tUa9iEAjiU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe's friends also did some wild and crazy things... Weston got make-up applied and wore a beautiful red wig.  Ellie kissed a pig. Victoria ate pickled pigs feet (it smelled aweful!!) Lexie ate 2 raw eggs. Cameron ate a live gold fish and Rylan died his hair school colors.  Here are some pic's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4740168277137747486?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1f46a202aed91b22&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4740168277137747486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4740168277137747486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4740168277137747486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4740168277137747486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/03/sabe-student-council-and-chicken-heart.html' title='Sabe... Student Council... and the Chicken heart'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SbLgALMbwaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eUOa-oKnG8s/s72-c/CIMG1635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-5967933740384553696</id><published>2009-03-03T14:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:29:51.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of little Taje</title><content type='html'>(Millissa, you'll love this one!!! Has to do with eating in a car!!!)  Okay... So the other day we were running as fast as possible trying to get all 5 of us out the door and to school and work.  I had just cut an apple hoping some or one of my kids would be ready fast enough to eat it.  Well..none of them were....  So they asked if they could take it and eat it in the car. I DON'T LET ANYONE EAT IN MY CAR, but I said yes. (I didn't want them to starve!!)  So I jokingly said, but seriously said, "If you spill or get any apple juice on my car you are dead meat!!!   Taje gasped and said in his little four year old voice, "Are you going to cook us them???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-5967933740384553696?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5967933740384553696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=5967933740384553696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5967933740384553696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5967933740384553696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-of-little-taje.html' title='More of little Taje'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-4344351788871836084</id><published>2009-02-25T19:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:56:01.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great book !!!  Just a little Highlight!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c7FBcYKl7RA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c7FBcYKl7RA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4344351788871836084?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4344351788871836084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4344351788871836084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4344351788871836084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4344351788871836084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/href.html' title='Great book !!!  Just a little Highlight!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-5647473686550275966</id><published>2009-02-25T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:23:50.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Taje!!</title><content type='html'>So... Tonight,  Taje came and asked me if I could have a baby sister for him.  What do you say to that???  I told him NO and he said, "Then I can't be a big brother!!!" I just love my little guy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-5647473686550275966?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5647473686550275966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=5647473686550275966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5647473686550275966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5647473686550275966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/silly-taje.html' title='Silly Taje!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-7193292871042063902</id><published>2009-02-23T21:07:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:31:08.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST KIDS EVER!!!</title><content type='html'>You know.... Kids can make the worst days... The absolute best!!! Recently my family has been faced with some challenges. (Well, a lot of challenges!!) I have felt a little bummed, but have just gone about my life. The other day I walked into my room and found this on my pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SaN0f9Mr6PI/AAAAAAAAAXs/GmFuCFikTyk/s1600-h/CIMG1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SaN0f9Mr6PI/AAAAAAAAAXs/GmFuCFikTyk/s400/CIMG1619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306212878325115122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not feel that you are loved, when you get a present like this???? How can people not feel that these little spirits are here for a specific reason??? I just love my kids and am so thankful for them. Thank you SABE, JACEY, REMI, and TAJE for being the best kids a mom could ever ask for!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7193292871042063902?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7193292871042063902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7193292871042063902' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7193292871042063902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7193292871042063902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-kids-ever.html' title='The BEST KIDS EVER!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SaN0f9Mr6PI/AAAAAAAAAXs/GmFuCFikTyk/s72-c/CIMG1619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-8837509031398072742</id><published>2009-02-23T20:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:00:07.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Fair!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SaNwv_W6gqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/o4KX-IsUfVk/s1600-h/CIMG1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SaNwv_W6gqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/o4KX-IsUfVk/s400/CIMG1611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208755736281762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that fun time of year again when all the 5th grade classes get to participate in the annual Science Fair. Jacey participated this year and asked the question, "What Color Do You See?" She made a color wheel and put it on a string and wound it up. When she released it she asked participants what color they saw. Her Hypothesis was that they would see white, gray or black because the color was spinning so fast that the brain didn't have time to process all the colors. In the end she had conflicting data. She learned that there are certain variables that might throw off her experiments like; Speed of color wheel and lighting in the room. Overall Jacey did awesome and had some great time with her friends completing the project. Way to go JACEY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-8837509031398072742?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8837509031398072742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=8837509031398072742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8837509031398072742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8837509031398072742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/science-fair.html' title='Science Fair!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SaNwv_W6gqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/o4KX-IsUfVk/s72-c/CIMG1611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-8542801410699111836</id><published>2009-02-12T14:34:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:53:39.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live a Legacy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naqX9iYE0V0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naqX9iYE0V0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched this I cried!!!  As a mom, I WISH, I can teach my children to have wonderful hearts!!  To open their hearts to others and give.  Giving doesn't need to be material items... More then anything we all just need to know that someone cares!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-8542801410699111836?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8542801410699111836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=8542801410699111836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8542801410699111836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8542801410699111836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/live-legacy.html' title='Live a Legacy!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-3336008119604004632</id><published>2009-02-07T14:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:41:20.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball!!  The game of Champions!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQ9Yi5II/AAAAAAAAAXc/shQ_JyxIwsc/s1600-h/CIMG1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQ9Yi5II/AAAAAAAAAXc/shQ_JyxIwsc/s400/CIMG1605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300220282305438850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQ9asyyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/U5AhcgdUXgw/s1600-h/CIMG1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQ9asyyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/U5AhcgdUXgw/s400/CIMG1598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300220282314476322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQvAbiSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0yn2eiUH5hs/s1600-h/CIMG1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQvAbiSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0yn2eiUH5hs/s400/CIMG1607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300220278446197026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Some would argue that Basketball is a Champion sport.  If you asked my sister Sonja she would say wrestling and if you asked my friend Misty she would say baseball.  Well we love basketball.  Her are some pictures of Sabe and Jacey playing basketball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3336008119604004632?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3336008119604004632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3336008119604004632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3336008119604004632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3336008119604004632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/basketball-game-of-champions.html' title='Basketball!!  The game of Champions!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SY4qQ9Yi5II/AAAAAAAAAXc/shQ_JyxIwsc/s72-c/CIMG1605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-4710967620975920637</id><published>2009-02-02T18:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:24:55.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Honey Butter Ever!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to a friend, Gina, I have the best Honey Butter Recipe EVER!!  Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks of butter (Not Margarine)&lt;br /&gt;8 oz of Creamed Honey (p.s. Can't buy at Wal-mart)&lt;br /&gt;1 Large Jar of Marshmellow Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can add more of one ingredient if you like that ingredient more.  Sometimes I add more Creamed Honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix and eat!!!  Goes well with Fresh baked Rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any great recipe's to share PLEASE DO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it! Thanks Gina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4710967620975920637?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4710967620975920637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4710967620975920637' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4710967620975920637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4710967620975920637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-honey-butter-ever.html' title='Best Honey Butter Ever!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2967916698601534908</id><published>2009-01-30T12:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:16:18.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.handlebarclub.co.uk/wbmcwin/fullbfree2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.handlebarclub.co.uk/wbmcwin/fullbfree2nd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY think that if I didn't wax my upper lip every day I could grow a moustache!!  WHY??????????  And not only a moustache, but the kind you can curl at the ends!!  WHY????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handlebarclub.co.uk/wbmcwin/sideb3rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.handlebarclub.co.uk/wbmcwin/sideb3rd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??? WHY??? wHY???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2967916698601534908?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2967916698601534908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2967916698601534908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2967916698601534908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2967916698601534908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-7375485036672222697</id><published>2009-01-20T00:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:16:09.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Things About Me,  (Tag, You're It!!)</title><content type='html'>Thanks Joce for the the Tag, Hope you enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite TV shows&lt;br /&gt;1. Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;2. House Hunters&lt;br /&gt;3. Dear Genivieve&lt;br /&gt;4. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;5. Private Practice&lt;br /&gt;6. Dancing with the Stars&lt;br /&gt;7. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;8. Bachlor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;1. Took Kids to Movie&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopped at Wal-mart&lt;br /&gt;3. Went with Mike to his Office&lt;br /&gt;4. Laundry&lt;br /&gt;5. Cut my Boy's hair&lt;br /&gt;6. Waxed my upper lip and eye brows&lt;br /&gt;7. Played Domino's with my kids&lt;br /&gt;8. Painted Remi's Finger nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I look forward to&lt;br /&gt;1. Waking up each Morning, Ready to tackle the day.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spring and Summer&lt;br /&gt;3. Milestones my Kids hit&lt;br /&gt;4. Fun activities&lt;br /&gt;5. laughing ALOT&lt;br /&gt;6. Vacations&lt;br /&gt;7. Re-connecting with old friends (There is a lot of people I MISS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Completing Goals I have set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;1. Tempanaki's&lt;br /&gt;2. Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;3. Chili's&lt;br /&gt;4. Los Hermanos&lt;br /&gt;5. Out Back&lt;br /&gt;6. Shoots&lt;br /&gt;7. Tucano's&lt;br /&gt;8. California Pizza Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on my wish-list&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the Book Of Mormon Again&lt;br /&gt;2. Be healthy and Exercise&lt;br /&gt;3. Work with Medical Team to help surgically repair birth defects in foreign country&lt;br /&gt;4. Work with Chimpanzies &lt;br /&gt;5. Foster or Adopt a child, OR Open a Children's home&lt;br /&gt;6. My Kids to achieve an active successful life to their desires and ambitions and for them to realize their potential&lt;br /&gt;7. Travel&lt;br /&gt;8. Someone, besides me, to put the toilet paper on the the toilet paper roll.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I Tag&lt;br /&gt;1. Michelle Thornton&lt;br /&gt;2. Jennifer Nielsen&lt;br /&gt;3. Angela Chambers&lt;br /&gt;4. Megan Hawkes&lt;br /&gt;5. Mindie Boothe&lt;br /&gt;6. Natalie Henderson&lt;br /&gt;7. Kari Witbeck&lt;br /&gt;8. Jeanine Reynolds&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7375485036672222697?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7375485036672222697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7375485036672222697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7375485036672222697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7375485036672222697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-things-about-me-tag-youre-it.html' title='8 Things About Me,  (Tag, You&apos;re It!!)'/><author><name>Amber</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2589724950778173882</id><published>2009-01-13T19:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:33:43.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love blogging!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let you all know that I love reading your blogs!!!  I love seeing how well your families are doing and that you are all so happy!!! It makes me happy to see you all happy, so thanks for blogging and thanks for being great family and friends!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2589724950778173882?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2589724950778173882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2589724950778173882' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2589724950778173882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2589724950778173882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-blogging.html' title='I love blogging!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6689064602947834740</id><published>2009-01-10T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:04:36.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat for Jade</title><content type='html'>Jade, I thought you might like this little treat!!!&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCL5x63OvUY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCL5x63OvUY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6689064602947834740?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6689064602947834740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6689064602947834740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6689064602947834740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6689064602947834740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/treat-for-jade.html' title='Treat for Jade'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-7038137352049422125</id><published>2009-01-06T19:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:15:14.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Some GREAT ADVICE!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, Okay.... I need some major advice.  I don't know what I got myself into, but I did!!!  I am Jacey's Basketball Coach!!  They asked me if I would coach and I said (Jokingly), "Only if you REALLY need me too."  So guess what??? They really need me too.  If anyone has advice on drills or any help at all, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!! (I haven't played basketball since highschool).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7038137352049422125?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7038137352049422125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7038137352049422125' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7038137352049422125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7038137352049422125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-some-great-advice.html' title='I Need Some GREAT ADVICE!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2290969063648138297</id><published>2008-12-31T12:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:08:08.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BeST QuOTE</title><content type='html'>I pulled this quote off of my friend's, Natalie's, blog.  I think it is amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;"As you create a home, don't get distracted with a lot of things that have no meaning for you or your family. Don't dwell on your failures, but think about your successes. Have joy in your home. Have joy in your children. Have joy in your husband. Be grateful for the journey."&lt;br /&gt;-Marjorie Pay Hinckley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2290969063648138297?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2290969063648138297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2290969063648138297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2290969063648138297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2290969063648138297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-quote.html' title='BeST QuOTE'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-3445548714097508187</id><published>2008-12-28T22:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:49:54.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am truly Thankful!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVhkke-CgBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/7-9v3IBHJuU/s1600-h/CIMG1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVhkke-CgBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/7-9v3IBHJuU/s400/CIMG1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084740670619666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute dad was in a horrible accident last night!!  My family and I had just visited and we were on our way back to Utah County.  My dad decided to go and visit with a friend, Jerry Larsen, up the canyon. My dad ended up getting stuck in the snow, so he asked Jerry if he could pull him out.  Jerry hooked up his bob cat and pulled my dad up to the canyon road.  My dad said that he got out of the car to thank Jerry and a truck came at them striking the bobcat, sending it about 15-20 feet.  Jerry was hit and flew with the bob cat and my dad went in another direction (At this point my dad said he thought he was dead)  My dad went searching for Jerry and found him under the bob cat.  My dad had to dig him out of the snow and then pulled him out from under the tractor.  He then had the driver of the Truck call 911 and they got Jerry to the hospital.  Everyone is okay, but so scary.  I am truly grateful everyone is okay and that my dad is alive.  My dad is the cutest man ever that keeps us all laughing and having a good time.  I don't know what I would do without him.  He is the best grandpa ever and We all love him to death!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3445548714097508187?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3445548714097508187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3445548714097508187' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3445548714097508187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3445548714097508187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-truly-thankful.html' title='I am truly Thankful!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVhkke-CgBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/7-9v3IBHJuU/s72-c/CIMG1330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6886631483941473805</id><published>2008-12-28T22:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:35:39.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is not attractive to toot your own horn!!</title><content type='html'>The latest book I have read is called a The Red Bird Christmas.  During the reading it became apparent that it is is NOT attractive to toot your own horn.  Well....(Melanie) Is it okay to toot my husbands horn????  I just have to say how proud I am of him.  We recently went up to Salt Lake City to the Grand America for Mike's Work Christmas Party.  Every year they give the coveted award of Salesman of the year.  This year they started the announcement by saying the award winner has worked hard and had to overcome obstacles.  (I tuned out because I thought it didn't apply to my husband.)  They then announced the name Mike...(How many Mike's are there????  So I continued to tune out)Then they said the name Rees... (Holy Cow!!!!  That's my husband!!!  I was shocked!!!!) Mike was just as shocked as I was... (I wish I had the camera to prove it!!)  I am so proud of him and am so thankful that he works so hard to take care of his family.  THANK YOU MIKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVhhX_quwhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/U1_HQXwFmjc/s1600-h/CIMG1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVhhX_quwhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/U1_HQXwFmjc/s400/CIMG1582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285081227574821394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the trophy.  We are still waiting for the plate with his name engraved on it.  Can't wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6886631483941473805?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6886631483941473805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6886631483941473805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6886631483941473805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6886631483941473805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-not-attractive-to-toot-your-own.html' title='It is not attractive to toot your own horn!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVhhX_quwhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/U1_HQXwFmjc/s72-c/CIMG1582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-472473274310854838</id><published>2008-12-28T16:41:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:25:02.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the Christmas Season!!</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot going on lately.  I promised my In-laws that I would put as much on my blog as possible so they can keep up in Russia what their Grand kids are doing in Utah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgREBhRi6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/knpNmZleRzY/s1600-h/CIMG1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgREBhRi6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/knpNmZleRzY/s400/CIMG1571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992923544423330" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgRDmR5WwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VapMt18-ZKE/s1600-h/CIMG1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgRDmR5WwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VapMt18-ZKE/s400/CIMG1572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992916232166146" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgRC2PNp7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/D96ZdUUB5EI/s1600-h/CIMG1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgRC2PNp7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/D96ZdUUB5EI/s400/CIMG1569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992903336011698" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgRCeLEs4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BDty_8HeqZ8/s1600-h/CIMG1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgRCeLEs4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BDty_8HeqZ8/s400/CIMG1573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992896876196738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some pictures of the kids opening their presents on Christmas day.  It was a ton of fun and the kids loved their presents.  After we opened presents we went into the kitchen for Christmas Breakfast.  (Waffles, eggs, sausage, and bacon... Can't forget the O.J.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1dcca5022c7a5460" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1dcca5022c7a5460%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1273DDCECFEEA204298882198503562E5FA27D37.252C2A24401223F2FBEEB6C93D328A4561598B88%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1dcca5022c7a5460%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhPG4b_wgifAqz6B9ZEYcJ1dcefs&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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1dcca5022c7a5460%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1273DDCECFEEA204298882198503562E5FA27D37.252C2A24401223F2FBEEB6C93D328A4561598B88%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1dcca5022c7a5460%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhPG4b_wgifAqz6B9ZEYcJ1dcefs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remi just started a Ballroom Dance Class, it was fun to watch her dance with her partner Tyler to Christmas Music!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f28d6c61777b161" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f28d6c61777b161%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EA56FBF2A4871591FD219A42633103956E40FFB.2F394CBAE69C141C571EC48E07F3E0DA3E11359F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df28d6c61777b161%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiXujl3GUYLzhKX1u7CJPQ6lVsA8&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f28d6c61777b161%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EA56FBF2A4871591FD219A42633103956E40FFB.2F394CBAE69C141C571EC48E07F3E0DA3E11359F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df28d6c61777b161%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiXujl3GUYLzhKX1u7CJPQ6lVsA8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey is in Hip Hop and can't wait for the dance to be over.  She is so embarrassed by the dance costume.  (She says it's too immodest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4f88b63177acb91" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4f88b63177acb91%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6990D969DD61E7858E289225C6009D312C615525.666F4AD2312298D869ED851441F0AC8E7323E87B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4f88b63177acb91%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0DpvdZ6TScbFGDjiRLavpnJ71YA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4f88b63177acb91%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6990D969DD61E7858E289225C6009D312C615525.666F4AD2312298D869ED851441F0AC8E7323E87B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4f88b63177acb91%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0DpvdZ6TScbFGDjiRLavpnJ71YA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe came to me the other night, BEGGING!!! Not to go to school.  (I almost gave in!!)  Sabe, explained to me that he had to do a Egyptian Musical and he was so embarrassed because he had to wear a toga to school.  Sabe stated, "Mom, it's bad enough that it is ruining our ego's!!"  I replied back by saying, "You mean self esteem???"  He replied back saying, "I'm just going to DIE!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-42475cd994225a99" 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://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42475cd994225a99%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33EF66F138E92F5485192147115ACEF61916E56E.40BE7543FDCBE25B6C357FBEB808082CFEFF5946%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42475cd994225a99%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMqDC-oBCIvwjTydS8U3gGVyJ3aw&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://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42475cd994225a99%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33EF66F138E92F5485192147115ACEF61916E56E.40BE7543FDCBE25B6C357FBEB808082CFEFF5946%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42475cd994225a99%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMqDC-oBCIvwjTydS8U3gGVyJ3aw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey and Remi got to perform at a Care Center for the Elderly.  It was a wonderful experience for them and I think they really enjoyed it.  It was fun for them to share their talents with others.  Sabe also had a Piano recital, but I forgot to bring the Camera!!  (Sorry!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-472473274310854838?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1dcca5022c7a5460&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=42475cd994225a99&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a4f88b63177acb91&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f28d6c61777b161&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/472473274310854838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=472473274310854838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/472473274310854838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/472473274310854838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-christmas-season.html' title='I love the Christmas Season!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SVgREBhRi6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/knpNmZleRzY/s72-c/CIMG1571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-7539753075830319026</id><published>2008-12-18T16:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:47:50.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the best present today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rsc.byu.edu/images/RSC/TRE/Nurses-at-War.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://rsc.byu.edu/images/RSC/TRE/Nurses-at-War.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went into work and I was given a book.  I new exactly what this book was and have wanted it for some time.  If you look closely (Okay... so you might need a magnifying glass!!) one of the authors is Maile K. Wilson Who is a friend and also a co-worker from when I worked at Alpine Pediatrics.  Maile is an amazing person and I remember her telling me about this book.  I couldn't wait until the book was complete and today seeing it made me so happy.  Now I can hardly wait to read it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7539753075830319026?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7539753075830319026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7539753075830319026' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7539753075830319026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7539753075830319026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-best-present-today.html' title='I got the best present today!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-4962542448237432178</id><published>2008-12-16T14:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:40:26.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tag</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the fun Christmas Tag, Debbie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? BOTH There are some things that work better wrapped and somethings that look better in a bag.  BUT, if you are a Rees kid, you always sneak a peak at the goods in the bag&lt;br /&gt;   2. Real tree or fake tree? I love the real tree's but for me a fake tree is more practical.  Plus, I don't have to string lights.  They are already on it.  I have always had trouble keeping my Christmas tree alive until Christmas..Hence FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;   3. When do you put up your tree? I try to put it up the day before Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;   4. When do you take it down? New Year's Day&lt;br /&gt;   5. Do you like eggnog? Love it!!! I am the only one in my family that does so I hardly ever drink it.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Favorite gift received as a child? Cabbage Patch doll.  Her name is Joni Christiana and her Birthday is November 1st (Just like me)&lt;br /&gt;   7. Easiest person to buy for? Taje.  You can buy a 4 yr. old anything.  Right now his favorite thing is paper airplanes.   &lt;br /&gt;   8. Do you have a nativity scene? Yep, a couple.  My mother-in-law gave me hers before she left on her mission and I also got a little one from Mike's aunt Kaye&lt;br /&gt;   9. Mail or Email Christmas cards? Both!! I love Christmas Cards!!&lt;br /&gt;  10. Worst gift you have ever received? Horse stuff when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;  11. Favorite Christmas movie? I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;  12. When do you start shopping for Christmas? I shop all year long, but I really don't get it all completely done until Christmas EVE.&lt;br /&gt;  13. Have you ever recycled a Christmas gift? Nope. &lt;br /&gt;  14. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Lindt Chocolate and Reese's Peanut Butter Trees&lt;br /&gt;  15. Lights on tree? Oh yes!!  I don't put it up outside though,,, Every year I want too, but I just don't get around to it.&lt;br /&gt;  16. Can you name Santa's reindeer? No... I just tried.&lt;br /&gt;  17. Favorite Christmas song? Winterland by Heidi Klum&lt;br /&gt;  18. Travel or stay home? Stay home.&lt;br /&gt;  19. Angel or star tree topper? I have a big fancy bow&lt;br /&gt;  20. Open presents Christmas eve or Christmas day? Christmas eve we have the knocks and we open the present that comes to the door.  Everything else is Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;  21. Favorite Christmas tradition? All the making of treats!!!&lt;br /&gt;  22. Favorite ornament, theme or color? I love the ornaments the kids come home from school with..Especially the ones with their pictures on them&lt;br /&gt;  23. Favorite Christmas dinner? Turkey, MASHED potatoes, and a lot of gravy with the rolls&lt;br /&gt;  24. What do you want for Christmas? I'm hoping for an iRobot. (Vacuum that cleans by itself.)&lt;br /&gt;  25. Best Christmas present you have ever given? I gave Mike a golf pass and the best part was that I talked the pass down and ended up paying the price for a 20 punch pass.  (I love deals!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to tag!!  Joce, Jade, Kris, Jen and Amy Rees (It's a push to keep you blogging!! AMY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4962542448237432178?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4962542448237432178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4962542448237432178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4962542448237432178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4962542448237432178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tag.html' title='Christmas Tag'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-3539205848169293129</id><published>2008-12-15T21:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:39:02.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to Chuckle</title><content type='html'>So...Tonight Remi and I were making ornaments for a class project.  We were listening to Christmas music.   Remi heard the song, "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus"  As soon as the music came on I could see a confused look in Remi's face and I asked if everything was okay.  Her confused look suddenly turned to a Stern look and she quickly set me straight by saying, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; "You better NEVER Kiss&lt;/span&gt; Santa Claus because Daddy would be so sad."  I reassured her that I would never kiss anyone except her Daddy.  (I am still laughing about it!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3539205848169293129?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3539205848169293129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3539205848169293129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3539205848169293129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3539205848169293129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-to-chuckle.html' title='I had to Chuckle'/><author><name>Amber</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2138116007688500517</id><published>2008-12-10T17:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:20:48.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Christmas Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBcwhsQ1YI/AAAAAAAAATs/2nEKBzcbBzc/s1600-h/CIMG1538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBcwhsQ1YI/AAAAAAAAATs/2nEKBzcbBzc/s320/CIMG1538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278320752025720194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year my kids love to make a gingerbread house. This is the house they made this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2138116007688500517?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2138116007688500517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2138116007688500517' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2138116007688500517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2138116007688500517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-christmas-tradition.html' title='Little Christmas Tradition'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBcwhsQ1YI/AAAAAAAAATs/2nEKBzcbBzc/s72-c/CIMG1538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2423274511255134661</id><published>2008-12-10T16:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:07:59.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mightly Wrestler!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBZ2C0agFI/AAAAAAAAATk/C2oubtBxYR4/s1600-h/CIMG1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBZ2C0agFI/AAAAAAAAATk/C2oubtBxYR4/s320/CIMG1527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278317548282740818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBPxJXIuhI/AAAAAAAAATc/BNkBeULKSpY/s1600-h/CIMG1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBPxJXIuhI/AAAAAAAAATc/BNkBeULKSpY/s320/CIMG1532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278306469023365650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is a wonderful wrestler and I was able to go to one of his matches.  It was so exciting.  I must say that my heart rate was out of control the whole time!!!  AND... I don't think I could be a wrestling mom... I almost started to cry.  I saw him on the mat and the guy was on top of him and his cute little face was turning red and his veins were popping out.  I had to leave!!!  (It's no wonder why my kids don't wrestle huh!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2423274511255134661?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2423274511255134661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2423274511255134661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2423274511255134661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2423274511255134661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/12/mightly-wrestler.html' title='Mightly Wrestler!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBZ2C0agFI/AAAAAAAAATk/C2oubtBxYR4/s72-c/CIMG1527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2862541178010445148</id><published>2008-11-28T20:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:45:57.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I would love to send a Christmas card to all my friends, but sadly I don't have every one's addresses.  Please email me... (Just friends, no stalkers) your address to ambersfamilystory@msn.com...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2862541178010445148?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2862541178010445148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2862541178010445148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2862541178010445148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2862541178010445148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-1106236954306849140</id><published>2008-11-26T21:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:45:41.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am NOT a NUT</title><content type='html'>Tonight, my lovely husband decided to take me on a date. Oh yea... It was my idea.  Well as we were sitting at dinner(I must have zoned out)and my husband asked, "What are you thinking about?"  I blurted out, "Cortical Blindness"  My husband seemed dumb struck and stated out loud... "Who thinks of Cortical Blindness at dinner or at all?"  Well guys, earlier this week  I had been to a meeting discussing the topic so the topic was on my mind.. So I'm not nuts, Right???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I don't think he will ever let me live it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1106236954306849140?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1106236954306849140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1106236954306849140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1106236954306849140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1106236954306849140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-not-nut.html' title='I am NOT a NUT'/><author><name>Amber</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-1600699231139131177</id><published>2008-11-25T20:27:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:39:39.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Who Know/ The Invisible Woman</title><content type='html'>These Video's were sent to me by some great VERNAL FRIENDS!!!  Thanks YOU!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how inspired I felt when I listened to these video's.  I'm sure all of you will feel the same way when you listen to them too.  I am thankful for mothers...For my Mother, Grandmothers, Mother-in-law, and that I am able to be a mother too.  I hope that all of you (All you mothers and friends) will have a wonderful Thanksgiving and know that you are loved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrUZhhijlw8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrUZhhijlw8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9YU0aNAHXP0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9YU0aNAHXP0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1600699231139131177?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1600699231139131177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1600699231139131177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1600699231139131177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1600699231139131177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/invisible-woman.html' title='Mothers Who Know/ The Invisible Woman'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-991887590691467961</id><published>2008-11-24T21:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:09:14.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Violin Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5wefrzI/AAAAAAAAATU/8gLbpSH78lI/s1600-h/CIMG1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5wefrzI/AAAAAAAAATU/8gLbpSH78lI/s320/CIMG1510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278300019892399922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5l1qfxI/AAAAAAAAATM/8W0SxbJfKwI/s1600-h/CIMG1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5l1qfxI/AAAAAAAAATM/8W0SxbJfKwI/s320/CIMG1508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278300017036787474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5T2N6lI/AAAAAAAAATE/7Nxou7raUn4/s1600-h/CIMG1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5T2N6lI/AAAAAAAAATE/7Nxou7raUn4/s320/CIMG1519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278300012207270482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey has been taking Violin for about 1 yr now and Remi a couple of months.  I am so proud of the girls and was so excited for the recital.  They also got to participate in a Dance recital too.  Great fun!!!  Jacey had the honor to use her talent for the primary program.  She played, "I'm a Child of God".  It was wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video's are coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-991887590691467961?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/991887590691467961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=991887590691467961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/991887590691467961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/991887590691467961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-violin-recital.html' title='Thanksgiving Violin Recital'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SUBJ5wefrzI/AAAAAAAAATU/8gLbpSH78lI/s72-c/CIMG1510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-1068813612300375117</id><published>2008-11-17T19:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:49:58.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Random Things</title><content type='html'>I have been Tagged, by Melanie!!!  So... seven random things huh?  Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I am very OCD about food storage and need it all in place.  I never have enough (Or so I think) and I am always rotating.  I get so bugged when the food expires.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I love to people watch.  We all do the silliest things.  We say the funniest things.  And one good thing that I have learned is that we are all the same in so many ways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- I love blood and guts... When I was young I had a pet bunny.  My bunny had some gross sores and I found that If I put vaseline on the sores, worms would come out of them.  I loved it.  (I didn't realize though that he was really sick and he died shortly after.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Before I wash my face at night I have to scrub the sink out.  I can't stand the thought of putting germs all over my face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- My favorite Birthday Present in the whole wide world is a clean house!!!  (Somebody tell my husband to READ this blog!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- I can't get ready for the day (unless I have to go to work) until the home chores are done.  (Why shower and then clean the toilet?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- When I go to bed at night and I'm done with my talking... I have to roll away from my husband, because I can't stand him breathing, in my face, while I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I hope you all don't think I'm nuts!!!  So here goes the tagging of my friends.  Dixie, Megan, Joce, Jade, Natalie A., Michele and Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1068813612300375117?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1068813612300375117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1068813612300375117' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1068813612300375117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1068813612300375117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/7-random-things.html' title='7 Random Things'/><author><name>Amber</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-1649366864532634897</id><published>2008-11-09T00:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:15:57.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This quiz is for my sister Joce.  Thanks for educating me on myself.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn?  Or Someone Else?  Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;You Are a Marilyn!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://vintagegriffin.com/images/uploads/mm.marilyn_.jpg" alt="mm.marilyn_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Marilyn -- "I am affectionate and skeptical."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marilyns are responsible, trustworthy, and value loyalty to family, friends, groups, and causes. Their personalities range broadly from reserved and timid to outspoken and confrontative.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Get Along with Me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Be direct and clear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Listen to me carefully&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Don't judge me for my anxiety&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Work things through with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Reassure me that everything is OK between us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Laugh and make jokes with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Gently push me toward new experiences&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* Try not to overreact to my overreacting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I Like About Being a Marilyn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* being committed and faithful to family and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* being responsible and hardworking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* being compassionate toward others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* having intellect and wit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* being a nonconformist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* confronting danger bravely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* being direct and assertive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Hard About Being a Marilyn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* the constant push and pull involved in trying to make up my mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* procrastinating because of fear of failure; having little confidence in myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* fearing being abandoned or taken advantage of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* exhausting myself by worrying and scanning for danger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* wishing I had a rule book at work so I could do everything right&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* being too critical of myself when I haven't lived up to my expectations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marilyns as Children Often&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* are friendly, likable, and dependable, and/or sarcastic, bossy, and stubborn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* are anxious and hypervigilant; anticipate danger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* form a team of "us against them" with a best friend or parent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* look to groups or authorities to protect them and/or question authority and rebel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* are neglected or abused, come from unpredictable or alcoholic families, and/or take on the fearfulness of an overly anxious parent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marilyns as Parents&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* are often loving, nurturing, and have a strong sense of duty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* are sometimes reluctant to give their children independence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* worry more than most that their children will get hurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;* sometimes have trouble saying no and setting boundaries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/are-you-a-jackie-or-a-marilyn-or-someone-else-mad-menera-female-icon-quiz"&gt;Take Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn?  Or Someone Else?  Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1649366864532634897?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1649366864532634897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1649366864532634897' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1649366864532634897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1649366864532634897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-result-for-are-you-jackie-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Amber</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-4173080759799330989</id><published>2008-11-08T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:16:54.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SRXXizgNP9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/rfQWYXtfQFY/s1600-h/CIMG1489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SRXXizgNP9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/rfQWYXtfQFY/s320/CIMG1489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266352332220481490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun this year having the kids dress up and Trick or Treat!!!  This year we had a city provided Trunk or Treat from all of the shop owners at the ball field. It was awesome.  Pretty crowded, but worth it!!  Sabe decided that he needed more candy  and took of with his friends.  When he came home that night he had gathered 1/2 a pillow case of candy. (It's a good thing we have dentist appointments next week!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4173080759799330989?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4173080759799330989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4173080759799330989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4173080759799330989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4173080759799330989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SRXXizgNP9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/rfQWYXtfQFY/s72-c/CIMG1489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-4902586008060670411</id><published>2008-11-08T10:33:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:10:50.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon</title><content type='html'>I'm a little backed up on blogging, but here is some pics at Lagoon for Sabe's Birthday.  It was a ton of fun!!!!  I must say that Mike and Jacey are the craziest people...along with the others that went on the Catapult.  They are both belted into this ball that throws them into the air.  I was so worried about Jacey because of her heart condition but was reassured, by my husband, that it would be okay.  You know when I was little I LOVED Lagoon.  Now that I am older, and am a mom, I worry about my kids.  It's funny how life changes.  Taje was being an unhappy camper when he was in his stoller.  But, when he was on the rides, he had the time of his life.  Remi loved getting her picture taken as a witch and Frakenstein.  She thinks that is cool!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=756c532f65f54858e5feeb" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=756c532f65f54858e5feeb&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=756c532f65f54858e5feeb&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/756c532f65f54858e5feeb/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4902586008060670411?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4902586008060670411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4902586008060670411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4902586008060670411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4902586008060670411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/11/lagoon.html' title='Lagoon'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-3441856073615859849</id><published>2008-10-29T17:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:34:01.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Onions YUCK!!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was making dinner and cut up on onion in preparation for the meal.  I only needed half of the onion so I left the other half on the counter.  Before I could even realize what was going on Taje said, "What's this?"  As I was turning around to see, what he was talking about, he took a big.. huge.. bite out of the onion.  I could see his pure little innocent face turn from pleasant happiness to utter disgust.  He started spitting out the onion and then in pain he started wiping his eyes. (Which wasn't a good idea because they were covered with onion juice.) For the rest of the night he kept telling me that onions were yucky.  I have to admit, If I had done the same thing, I think I would feel the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3441856073615859849?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3441856073615859849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3441856073615859849' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3441856073615859849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3441856073615859849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/onions-yuck.html' title='Onions YUCK!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-7482754346258781950</id><published>2008-10-28T16:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:00:07.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yytaub.images.omniti.com/assets/uploads/yearbook_img_sml/QLXJ6Blsm4vyZVwRE5BLYsZhq5Htm6fm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 209px;" src="http://yytaub.images.omniti.com/assets/uploads/yearbook_img_sml/QLXJ6Blsm4vyZVwRE5BLYsZhq5Htm6fm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in 1954....  What fun! Go to yearbookyourself.com and Nerdify!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7482754346258781950?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7482754346258781950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7482754346258781950' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7482754346258781950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7482754346258781950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-in-1954.html' title=''/><author><name>Amber</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-3998519073732829653</id><published>2008-10-27T13:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:31:46.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is growing up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SQfLCR0EJBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NkzEj7K05X8/s1600-h/P1000562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SQfLCR0EJBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NkzEj7K05X8/s320/P1000562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262397929607668754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe is the oldest of my children and is such a wonderful joy!!! Sabe is such a wonderful boy and is so responsible.  I can count on him to do anything.  Sabe is the best brother to all his siblings and Sabe has such a tender heart.  When Sabe was just a little guy (about 4yrs)  He would hold my hair back and sit with me in the bathroom when I was pregnant and had morning sickness. Sabe can be a little shy at first, but once you get to know him, watch out!!! She is the funnest kid.  Sabe loves to sit and talk with adults.  He enjoys the company and we enjoy him.  I have been so blessed to have Sabe in my life, and when his father is gone, Sabe is my man!!!  He helps with everything and keeps me going too.  I love you SABE!! Last week he had a birthday and turned 12 yrs old.  On his birthday he had such joy with going out to dinner with Grandma and Grandpa Witbeck and "Uncle Slade".  At the end of the week we celebrated with going to Lagoon.  It was a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3998519073732829653?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3998519073732829653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3998519073732829653' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3998519073732829653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3998519073732829653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-baby-is-growing-up.html' title='My baby is growing up!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SQfLCR0EJBI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NkzEj7K05X8/s72-c/P1000562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-8794708404724652491</id><published>2008-10-21T23:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:18:43.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings!!</title><content type='html'>Okay... Blessings come in the darndest ways!!  A lot of you know that my mother had a heart attack.  Well I have known for some time that I too have high cholesterol.  I decided to go to the doctor to have things checked out because I WAS NOT going to have a heart attack.  Well...  My MANY doctors appointments didn't go so well.  Last week I was diagnosed with Diabetes, High Blood Pressure, increased heart rate, and I am severely anemic.  After my labs came in I got a call from the doctor wanting to do IV iron because I was so anemic.  I agreed and made the appointment the next day.  I had to go over to the county health department for a mandatory sexual harassment meeting the next morning... so I made the appointment for later that day.  I had this nagging feeling all day that I needed to cancel my appointment, but I talked myself out of it and decided I needed to take better care of my body and just go.  Well...The nurse started the IV and about 20 min into the therapy.  I broke out in hives all over my body.  I looked like bubble wrap!!  I was so anxious I just started to cry.  After getting all the fun medications to stop the reaction, I left the office and called my dad.  He always makes me feel better!! Anyway a long story short.  If my mother hadn't had her heart attack, I would not have gone into the doctor and I wouldn't know all the fun stuff about me right now, that eventually will safe my life.  I feel that I have been blessed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-8794708404724652491?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8794708404724652491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=8794708404724652491' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8794708404724652491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8794708404724652491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessings.html' title='Blessings!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-8086416420190741248</id><published>2008-10-14T12:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:03:12.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SPTr_ehiINI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lSrSxWoI-l4/s1600-h/CIMG1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SPTr_ehiINI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lSrSxWoI-l4/s320/CIMG1450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257086140806209746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to my sister-in-law on her first and new little newborn.  Avery Chambers was born 10/13/2008 and weighed 6lbs9oz.  Avery has been very quiet and her dad says she is the best baby in the nursery.  We are so happy that Avery is here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-8086416420190741248?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8086416420190741248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=8086416420190741248' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8086416420190741248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8086416420190741248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations !!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SPTr_ehiINI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lSrSxWoI-l4/s72-c/CIMG1450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-535815193095737809</id><published>2008-10-13T15:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:07:34.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much FUN!!</title><content type='html'>The trip to Canada was for a sad occasion, but it was such a blessing and we had so much fun seeing my family!!! I have the absolute best family in the world.  I love my Witbeck Family to death.  I wish I could see them more often, but can't.  My cousin Johnny passed away a few years ago and we miss him so much.  I was able to visit his grave too.  Johnny was the best at telling stories.  I think he inherited that talent from my grandpa.  I bet they are up in heaven right now telling stories as we speak.  In one of the pictures, my sister Jade, put a Magic Mint on my grandfathers casket.  My grandfather would always give us a magic mint.  When ever we were sick, happy, sad, upset, etc.. When ever we dreamed about something, he would give us a magic mint and everything became okay. He was the best at making us feel better!! At the end of the week in Canada, we went to Waterton and went to the Prince of Wales hotel.  We saw waterfalls and beautiful Lakes.  On the way home to Utah we went through West Yellow Stone, went to Old Faithful, and Jackson Hole.  To all you HUNTERS out there eat your heart out!!!  I saw some good game..he..he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=71c8c3085550b154cc90c9" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=71c8c3085550b154cc90c9&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=71c8c3085550b154cc90c9&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/71c8c3085550b154cc90c9/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-535815193095737809?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/535815193095737809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=535815193095737809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/535815193095737809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/535815193095737809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-much-fun.html' title='So much FUN!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-5729744654624167793</id><published>2008-10-09T23:33:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:51:34.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennies by the inch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SO7s0Jyz1kI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6tNU9WbA3y0/s1600-h/PIC_BROS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SO7s0Jyz1kI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6tNU9WbA3y0/s320/PIC_BROS.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255398195914331714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight, as I was cleaning up I came across some mail.  It looked like junk mail so I was about to throw it away.  I decided to open it up and read it... What I found made me cry.  It told a story about a boy named Parker who received bone marrow from his brother Dylan.  Parker was diagnosed with leukemia when he was 4 years old. This story is close to home.  Parker and Dylan are boys who attend my kid's elementary school. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SO7s-uOISMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/nHjct0ijWhY/s1600-h/DYLAN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SO7s-uOISMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/nHjct0ijWhY/s320/DYLAN.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255398377491286210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Remi is smitten with Dylan, they are in the same grade.  I can't believe how brave these boys are....To endure what they have endured just amazes me and they are hero's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take a look at the web site and if anyone can donate that would be wonderful!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read about Parkers story at www.penniesbytheinch.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-5729744654624167793?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5729744654624167793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=5729744654624167793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5729744654624167793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5729744654624167793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/10/pennies-by-inch.html' title='Pennies by the inch'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SO7s0Jyz1kI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6tNU9WbA3y0/s72-c/PIC_BROS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6145205374707040320</id><published>2008-09-28T01:05:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:46:41.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember a wonderful man!</title><content type='html'>I remember a man who had so much love.  I remember a man was always so happy. I remember a man who had so much life. I remember a man who knew how to be a friend.  I remember a man who would come and visit and I would have so much fun with.  I remember a man who put chair railing up in my room so I could decorate it just how I wished.  I remember a man who talked me through a break up with my boyfriend. I remember a man who would ask me how my dating life was and if I had good friends. I remember a man who was interested in my day to day life.  I remember a man who made me feel like I was the most beautiful person on this earth.  I remember a man who would try to make me drink garlic water to keep me healthy.  I remember a man who LOVED to laugh.  I remember a man who would work hard. I remember a man who loved his family. I remember a man who loved to take walks and say hi to everyone he passed.  I remember a man that everyone fell in love with.  I remember a man that taught me how to make homemade noodles and chicken noodle soup.  I remember a man who would always pretend he would crack an egg on my head while we made chicken noodle soup.  I actually could go on and on... My grandfather died today.  I couldn't go to bed without writing this.  I never want to forget what a wonderful person he is.  My grandfather lived in Canada and I never got to see him on a routine basis.  I remember being so happy when my father would tell me that my grandfather was coming to stay.  My Grandpa would stay for months and I loved every bit of it.  I loved that he wore tattoo's on his body.  He wasn't proud of it, but it told a story of how he lived and how he overcame trials.  My grandfather taught me to never give up and always work hard.  His life was not perfect, but he kept working and all I can remember is the perfect parts. Grandpa, I love you!!  I know you will always be my Guardian Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SN81zH3CPyI/AAAAAAAAANU/xmx2RdvkyEg/s1600-h/grandpa+and+Grandma+older.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SN81zH3CPyI/AAAAAAAAANU/xmx2RdvkyEg/s400/grandpa+and+Grandma+older.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250974842936770338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6145205374707040320?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6145205374707040320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6145205374707040320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6145205374707040320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6145205374707040320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-remember-wonderful-man.html' title='I remember a wonderful man!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SN81zH3CPyI/AAAAAAAAANU/xmx2RdvkyEg/s72-c/grandpa+and+Grandma+older.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-780775641607833488</id><published>2008-09-19T18:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:57:38.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HEAD LIGHTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SNRKeSNk08I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GTev409Z8Kk/s1600-h/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SNRKeSNk08I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GTev409Z8Kk/s400/image002.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247901349938779074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this article and just laughed to myself.  It simply explains one of the many tasks of a school nurse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-780775641607833488?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/780775641607833488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=780775641607833488' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/780775641607833488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/780775641607833488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/head-lights.html' title='HEAD LIGHTS!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SNRKeSNk08I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GTev409Z8Kk/s72-c/image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-5232414334797737539</id><published>2008-09-13T18:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:30:57.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey in the News</title><content type='html'>A couple of Sunday's ago I was in primary (church for my non-member friends and family) and one of the primary leaders was talking about primary children in the news.  She mentioned my daughters name.  To my surprise... sure enough.. &lt;br /&gt;Check it out...&lt;br /&gt;http://www.heraldextra.com/content/view/267149&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-5232414334797737539?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5232414334797737539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=5232414334797737539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5232414334797737539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5232414334797737539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/jacey-in-news.html' title='Jacey in the News'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-946342512215013829</id><published>2008-09-12T18:58:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:45:29.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SNRHho1bovI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SZQyvJcEWMg/s1600-h/uglies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SNRHho1bovI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SZQyvJcEWMg/s200/uglies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247898109016253170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend...Melanie...I have had the best time reading the Uglies series.  It is a great read!!  Highly recommmended!!!  If any of you have read it, let me know what you think.  I was also wondering if anyone of my friends or family have a great book that you love.  It's great to get feed back from trusted friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-946342512215013829?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/946342512215013829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=946342512215013829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/946342512215013829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/946342512215013829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-book.html' title='Great Book'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SNRHho1bovI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SZQyvJcEWMg/s72-c/uglies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6274575834584886817</id><published>2008-09-01T20:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:25:23.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whatscookingamerica.net/Appetizers/AmericanSushi2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://whatscookingamerica.net/Appetizers/AmericanSushi2.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. so.. This is the stupidest post, but I just had to tell everyone what I did.  I ate Sushi.  I must say that Sushi is one thing that I have never dared try.  I hate fish.  I hate even the taste of it, not to mention the chewy plastic texture in my mouth.  But, I loved it!!!!  I can say that I have crossed something off my list of... "Things to do".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6274575834584886817?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6274575834584886817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6274575834584886817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6274575834584886817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6274575834584886817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/09/yea-me.html' title='Yea Me!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6889738884199519063</id><published>2008-08-23T20:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:49:13.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of a new school year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SLDNsSn3TaI/AAAAAAAAALY/EwNHGl3e8Bg/s1600-h/CIMG1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SLDNsSn3TaI/AAAAAAAAALY/EwNHGl3e8Bg/s320/CIMG1296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237912527428865442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it is time to start another school year???? NOT ME!! I was having too much fun in the summer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some goals the kids have set for the new year are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe:  Read, Read, Read.  Work on learning pre-Algebra. Follow instructions and don't hurry through projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey: Get to a "W" reading level.  Follow instructions and don't hurry through projects..MATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remi: "To listen and go to school and learn things."  "To learn to read better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taje:  "Bring my new pack pack." = Back pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6889738884199519063?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6889738884199519063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6889738884199519063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6889738884199519063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6889738884199519063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/start-of-new-school-year.html' title='The start of a new school year!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SLDNsSn3TaI/AAAAAAAAALY/EwNHGl3e8Bg/s72-c/CIMG1296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6381707271117608094</id><published>2008-08-23T20:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:44:09.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiddel'en away</title><content type='html'>Jacey spent the summer learning how to fiddle.  She loved how to play the violin differently.  I think her grandpa boomer (Witbeck) likes it too.  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f6aa991c052f73d3" 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://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6aa991c052f73d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFB71AF2130975440EB648FA7040314CC1B378AB.80E25F5CB42A66E6C226F2254177DB680B237498%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6aa991c052f73d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeViXmdNwZ2GusyhUcW9l5a6_Sgk&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://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6aa991c052f73d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFB71AF2130975440EB648FA7040314CC1B378AB.80E25F5CB42A66E6C226F2254177DB680B237498%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6aa991c052f73d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeViXmdNwZ2GusyhUcW9l5a6_Sgk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6381707271117608094?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f6aa991c052f73d3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6381707271117608094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6381707271117608094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6381707271117608094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6381707271117608094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiddelen-away.html' title='Fiddel&apos;en away'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-159234317712933315</id><published>2008-08-08T12:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:51:30.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No more little ones... For me</title><content type='html'>My baby, had his birthday 8/4/08.  He turned 4 years old.  Man... It has been so wonderful being a mother and with Taje it has been even more wonderful because I have been able to relish the little moments longer.  Since Taje was born having a stroke, he has been able to stay longer in the milestone modes like:  sitting, crawling, walking..etc.  I love that I have been able to be with him more.  Taje's stroke affected the right frontal portion of his brain. (Fine and Gross motor, memory, personality and speech.) I personally feel that his memory, personality and speech has been enhanced and he is so brilliant.  He still struggles physically, but we feel so blessed.  Taje has the most tenderest heart.  I remember looking at him as an infant and felt the veil was so close.  I feel so blessed to have him in our home!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6a3c330fecf0bc80cb80d1" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=6a3c330fecf0bc80cb80d1&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=6a3c330fecf0bc80cb80d1&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/6a3c330fecf0bc80cb80d1/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-159234317712933315?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/159234317712933315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=159234317712933315' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/159234317712933315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/159234317712933315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-more-little-ones-for-me.html' title='No more little ones... For me'/><author><name>Amber</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6546023709079409987</id><published>2008-08-08T12:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:07:52.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Wonderful News!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SJyLcYXPMdI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xsGMMPGsvko/s1600-h/REES+FAMILY+04+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SJyLcYXPMdI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xsGMMPGsvko/s320/REES+FAMILY+04+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232210186790187474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Lake Powell trip, my in-laws, got their mission call.  They have been called to the Moscow Russia mission.  Steve and Linda will serve for 2 years and will leave October 27th.  We will miss them dearly, but are so excited for their new adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6546023709079409987?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6546023709079409987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6546023709079409987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6546023709079409987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6546023709079409987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-wonderful-news.html' title='What Wonderful News!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SJyLcYXPMdI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xsGMMPGsvko/s72-c/REES+FAMILY+04+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-8455584546798619496</id><published>2008-08-08T10:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:02:22.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the sun!!</title><content type='html'>Lake Powell is the Ultimate blast!  We have so much fun every year going to Lake Powell and spending a week in the sun.  I love that my kids are learning so much and trying new things.  This year, Sabe and Jacey were able to get up on the wake board.  The whole Rees family was able to go and it just wouldn't be the same without anyone.  We even had Mike's cousin, Logan, go.  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Taje and Zayne decided they wanted to be Rock Stars.  If you listen Closely at the end Taje turns his song into a Testimony/Prayer.  The song they love to sing is The bad day song by Alvin and the chipmunks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6a3acefab7636ea837d05f" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=6a3acefab7636ea837d05f&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=6a3acefab7636ea837d05f&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/6a3acefab7636ea837d05f/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-8455584546798619496?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8455584546798619496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=8455584546798619496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8455584546798619496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8455584546798619496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-2235192245073076287</id><published>2008-07-21T17:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:37:01.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Softball DONE!!</title><content type='html'>Jacey's Softball season just ended.  They had a ton of fun and she made many new friends.  Jacey's team did so well they ended up in a regional tournament.  The tournament was held in Ephraim.  Jacey won her first game, but ended up loosing the last two games.  20 min before her last game ended Taje tripped over Mikes feet and landed face first in a chain link fence taking out his right front tooth. (We were able to save it though!!!)  Yuck, even though I am a nurse, I still cringe at pain such as that.  Jacey's team is now going to be in the Salem parade in August.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=677e3ffad5b5d19cc25de3" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=677e3ffad5b5d19cc25de3&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=677e3ffad5b5d19cc25de3&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/677e3ffad5b5d19cc25de3/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2235192245073076287?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2235192245073076287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2235192245073076287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2235192245073076287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2235192245073076287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/season-of-softball-done.html' title='Season of Softball DONE!!'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6831182348263454579</id><published>2008-07-21T16:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:49:02.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>The Rees Family had a fun little get together up at Payson Lakes.  It was fun, but it was also time to go home when the mosquitoes came out!!!  In the pictures, my little nephew Ryder was walking and out came his diaper.  (Imagine that?? You can't see it too good when I put it in the slide, but it was cute.)  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This last week has been crazy!!!  I got a call last  Wednesday, from my sister Sonja, that my mother had a heart attack. (I know... the heath guru had a heart attack.)  My mom had been feeling sick for some time and had gone to Canada for a family vacation.  When she returned she went to the Vernal ER and they did some tests on her.  They said everything looked good and she went on her way.  She had a dog show to go to in Oregon so she loaded up 4 of her Australian Shepard's (Miniature) and took off.  The pain progressed and progressed.  Finally, she got to her friend's house and her friend told her that she was going to take her to the hospital.  On the way to the hospital, in Oregon, my mom had the heart attack.  The next day my mom underwent an Angioplasty and they placed 1 stint in an artery that was narrowed.  The other problem my mom has is... Cholesterol. (Dang those Genetics)  Because the artery was already narrow... Plus the build up of cholesterol it caused a blockage... then heart attack.   My mother was discharged from the hospital on Saturday and off she went.  Nothing stops her!!!  She still went to the dog show!!!  So a couple of motto's come to my mind when I think of my mother.  "Live hard before you die.... Or the Tim McGraw song "Live like you were dying."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6813856528230603827?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6813856528230603827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6813856528230603827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6813856528230603827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6813856528230603827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-attack.html' title='Heart attack'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SHrQjd87IJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/b_Mo6Zn23v0/s72-c/CIMG0514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-5071570311676657321</id><published>2008-07-01T14:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:09:56.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Action</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, I went to a nurses meeting at the Utah County Health Department. This last meeting was exceptional and I wanted to share the presentation that we were given.  I don't know if any of you have heard of Community Action???  They are a private non-profit charity that works with low-income people in Utah County including: Families, Elderly, Disabled persons and others.  The non-profit organization was developed to dedicate to fostering self-reliance in individuals, families and communities.  Community Action has served low-income population of this area since 1967, and they work with the community to develop solutions that address poverty and its effects.  Last year in 2007: 19,109 food boxes distributed, 1,764 elderly assisted, 187 families whose homes were saved from foreclosure, 189 families purchased their first home, 4,067 families helped through H.E.A.T 523 at-risk or homeless families stabilized, 2 million pounds of food distributed.  I was amazed by the programs that this organization offered, Like: Family Development program, Home Buyer and Mortgage counseling program, Trips for kids(Mountain biking), H.E.A.T Program, Food Pantry Program, and Advocacy.  Some things that stood out to me is that If people plant gardens and they have toooooo much of one thing?? (zucchini!!!!) Then you can just take the left over zucchini  down to Community Action and they will refrigerate it until a hungry recipient can come in and pick it up.  So.... Any gardeners out there? DON'T let your produce go to waste.  Donate it!!!!!  Another thing that people can do is have a family night and go down and give service.  You would need to call first, but doesn't that sound fun???  I can't wait!!!  If anyone wants to help serve or Donate anything at all you can call 801-373-8200 or check the web at www.CommunityActionUC.org or go down to 815 South Freedom Blvd. Suite 100 Provo, UT 84601&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-5071570311676657321?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/5071570311676657321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=5071570311676657321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5071570311676657321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/5071570311676657321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/07/community-action.html' title='Community Action'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-3240921616557432788</id><published>2008-06-30T21:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:54:22.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS CANADA!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay.... I have got the cutest family!!!  I miss them terribly!!!! I am suppose to be on a family vacation to Canada, BUT... I had to cancel!!!  One reason is because my cute dad lost my birth certificate and the state of California has not sent me a new one yet.  (14 weeks... You think it could have been sent out by then don't you????) But  selling a home, kids in summer school and other activities, my church calling, and work makes it a little difficult to get away sometimes.  So...all you Canadian cousins, parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, grandparents... etc.  I hope you have a blast on July 1st!!!!  And I hope that Grandma's party is a blast!!!!  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I have seen other similar things on other blogs and because I copy what other people do here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I love my family… They are the ultimate best!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2- I love being a mother.  When I was younger I thought motherhood was going to be hard, and I have learned it is harder then ever.  It is the kind of hard that gives you a sense of accomplishment.  Sometimes you hit a wall, but if you push through it is well worth it in the end!!&lt;br /&gt;3- I love newborn babies!!!!  I have worked in the nursery as a nurse and it’s hard for me to leave.  If anyone wanted to find me, you would find me feeding (bottle) the babies.  I love to hold them and have them snuggle.  I also love it when they are fussy and I can calm them down.  I feel like I am a ROCK STAR MOM when I can do that.  I have desperately wanted to open my home to newborns transitioning into adoption.  I have also wanted to foster newborns while they are also being transitioned.  It is hard because for those newborns… a lot of them have drug or alcohol additions.  It is extremely hard because they cry a lot!!!  When we discovered Tajes needs, we decided to wait for that dream of mine.  Maybe I can do it when my kids are a little older.&lt;br /&gt;4- I love watching a baby sleep.  They are so content and relaxed.  Sometimes I wanted to wake them up just so I could put them back to sleep again. They are so cute.  &lt;br /&gt;5- I love to tickle my kids!!!  Sometimes they better watch out because I might just pinch their bums too.&lt;br /&gt;6- I love the smell of a newborn baby smothered in Baby Lotion.  Taje is almost 4 and I still use baby lotion as hair gel for him.  (Try it!!!  It works awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;7- I love to go boating… Mike likes to motorcycle ride.  He just bought two 4-wheelers so I can go along with him.  That is okay, but I love boating more.&lt;br /&gt;8- I love going to Lake Powell.  There is something about water and sun…  And after a week on the houseboat, I love the feeling when you come home and still feel like you are on a boat.   You body just sways back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;9- I love taking my kids swimming.  It is great Therapy for Taje.  He is still scared of the water but getting better.  I love getting a tan too.&lt;br /&gt;10- I love seeing kids succeed.  In the schools I see a lot of kids struggle.  It is fun when you see that they finally get it.  Their whole countenance changes and they feel better about themselves too.  &lt;br /&gt;11- I love my job!!!  I love helping and knowing that I am making a difference in some ones life.  I used to work as a jeweler.  It was fun because I saw so many beautiful rings come through the store and I wanted each and every one of them.  I remember thinking that this is not the job for me… I felt that I was not contributing.  There are so many people who love that industry of work and that is good for them.   But for me, I needed something different so I decided to keep going to college to get my nursing degree.  &lt;br /&gt;12- I love teaching.  This summer I have been able to teach tons of CPR and First Aid Classes.  It has been great fun.  I also have been able to teach a Certified Nursing Assistant Class.  The students I taught have an emphasis for kids… They all work in the special Ed department.  &lt;br /&gt;13- I love my church calling.  I don’t think I am very good at it though.  I am called to be the sr. primary chorister.  I don’t even know one thing about music.  I used to play a little of piano, but I lost that skill a LONG time ago.  There is something about music that makes people happy.  I feel the spirit every time I go to church.  I see the kids singing and it touches me every week.  I know the church is true for that simple reason.  When the kids sing the sun comes out on the rainiest of days.  I love it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;14- I love going to Jacey’s Violin lessons with her.   When I signed Jacey up for Violin I thought that I wouldn’t be involved as much as I am.  Oh NO…. I have to go to every lesson with her and learn, so I can help her each week with her practice.  It has helped us bond more and more and I love spending the time with her.  Remi is going to start this fall.&lt;br /&gt;15- I love Friends.  I have been so bless all my life.  I have had the best of friends!!!  I have lost some friends to illnesses and accidents and those friends will never be forgotten.  I have been truly blessed to have them in my life.  I hope as my kid’s age, they will understand the importance of good friends and how they can help mold your life.  I was very fortunate to have good friends with good standards that helped keep me on the right track.  My husband tells me all the time that I am and was naive about the ways of the world with teens.  I don’t think I was naive, I think I was blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;16- I love to spend time with my family, but I don’t like to camp!!! Okay when I was about 17 years old, my cousin Terrance and my boyfriend scared the stuffing out of me.  We were at my family reunion and it was up in the mountains.  They told me that Bears can smell a female’s scent and they would come to the smell.  Well, since then I have not been camping!!!! Nor will I ever!!!!  Mike is trying to talk me into buying a camping trailer.  WHY???  Not only are there bears, wolves, mountain lions and other things to eat you… It takes a lot of time to prepare!!! And who do you think does the preparing????? The WIFE!!!!!  So my idea of camping is going to a hotel and renting a room and eating room service!!!!    &lt;br /&gt;17- I love to get my hair done.  Yes… I have seen some gray hair!!!  So, I color my hair.  I am NOT allowing myself to age just yet!!!!  I also love getting my upper lip waxed and eye brows.  I feel like a new lady.  Oh yeah, don’t forget the pedi too.  &lt;br /&gt;18- I like getting older for the wiser part.  I wish sometimes I could be as wise as I am now, when I was a teenager.  Sometimes I feel my theme song is “If I can turn back Time.” By Cher.  I wonder how wise I will be when I am 90 years old???&lt;br /&gt;19- I hate getting older for the… What happened to my body part???  WHY? WHY? WHY?  &lt;br /&gt;20- I love going to vacations.  However, I am extremely scared to fly!!!  I have managed a couple of flights.  One time Mike took me to San Diego.  We flew… I took the window seat to help calm my nerves.  (Not a good idea)  When we were about to land I saw another plane coming in our direction and almost touch our wing to their wing.  While I was watching this, the pilot came on the intercom and apologized for the mistake.  I guess the other plane was given directions to be in our flight path.  Can you say VOMIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;21- I love when families are blessed with a Priesthood Leader in their home.  There is so much comfort and security to families, wives, and children when there is priesthood in the home and it is being used righteously.  &lt;br /&gt;22- I love to decorate my home.  I love French country with a little bit of shabby chic.  I will be waiting for my own home for a bit.  Steve and Linda, my in laws, are leaving on their mission soon.  (They told me today that they will be putting in their mission papers soon!!! (Next week)  I’m so excited for them!!)  Mike and I are going to be taking care of their home when they leave.  AND… I am so excited!!! My house in Vernal is under contract today.  We are to close on it July 31.  I am sad to not have that home anymore, but I feel blessed.  We have not had good luck with people renting it.  The last guy wanted to do a Lease option to buy, but after he moved into the home, he called me 1 month later and told me he was getting a divorce.  Mike and I like that tax benefit, but since Mike is gone 2 weeks out of the month.  I found myself taking care of it.  Sooo…. I called my trusty Realtor, Cynthia Rees, she sold the Vernal home in 10 days.  She sold my Salem home in 10 days too.  She Rocks!!!  If any of you need a Realtor she is AWESOME!!!  And, it doesn’t matter where you live.  &lt;br /&gt;23- I am saddened by divorce.  I am saddened more when kids are involved!!!  Everyone knows someone in their life that has had a divorce.  I am soooooo Sorry!!!!  It is a hard thing to have to go through.  I am saddened when kids are put in the middle of term oil.  They don’t need that stress.  Life is stressful enough.  &lt;br /&gt;24- My favorite Holiday is July 4th.  It is magical.  I love the summer time, and the BBQ’s.  I’m really not a parade kind of girl though.   But, I love watching fire works or having fire works at my home with the kids.  They get so excited.  &lt;br /&gt;25- I love communication!!!  My husband thinks I am nuts because all I want to do is talk.  I like to talk.  I don’t like superficial talk though.  It doesn’t get you anywhere.  I like the good meaty questions.  (The kind of questions that are thought provoking and meaningful.)  Mike teases me all the time because every night when I go to bed I start asking my thought provoking meaningful questions.  He is NOT a talker!!!  He is a sleeper!!!  But, I’m changing that!!!  We have been married for almost 14 years and he is now just starting to get used to the talking!!! (Yea me!!)&lt;br /&gt;26- I love to read!!  I never thought I did.  When I was in nursing school I never dared read a book that didn’t pertain to nursing because time was of the essence.  I love reading because I feel like when you read you turn on a mini T.V. in your head.  &lt;br /&gt;27- I love to shop…ONLY if it is on sale!!!  I am not a shopaholic.  But I do like clothes and shoes that don’t wear out in 1 month.  My favorite store for my boys and husband is the Quicksilver outlet in Provo.  Recently, I went to Dillards to find a new dress.  I scored!!!  I got a shirt, skirt, and dress for $38.00.  WOW huh.  &lt;br /&gt;28- I love make-up.  I will not buy my make-up at Wal-mart.  Although, I buy plenty of other things there.  I am a Clinique girl!!  My husband is so cute too.  Every so often you will hear on the radio it is Clinique bonus time.  (That is the time when you can go and buy make-up, spend more then 20.00 and they give you free gifts.)  My husband will be driving around in the car running errands or something and hear the add on the radio and call me up and let me know when it is.  I think that is sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;29- I love chewing on ice.  I don’t know why, but when I was pregnant with Taje this habit formed.  I remember being so hot and not able to move.  I was put on bed rest and I would just lie on the couch and chew on ice.  When I was put into the hospital I would just chew on ice too.  (I’m even chewing on ice right now!!)&lt;br /&gt;30- I love doing Laundry.  I love washing cloths and getting them out of the dryer and smelling the clean smell.  I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;31- I love to bake.  I have always loved to cook, but when I quit my job at Alpine Pediatrics, the doctors were so wonderful.  They gave me a great going away present.  MONEY!!   With some of the money I paid for a cake decorating class and all of the supplies to decorate with.  I learned how to make those pretty roses you see on wedding cakes.  Thank you Alpine Pediatric Partners!!!  I loved working with you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;32- I love going on dates with my husband or kids.  We love going to movies, bowling, really any where fun.  When Mike is home we play hard too.  The kids miss him so much when he is gone.  We make up for lost time and play hard.  Mike and I love going to movies.  I will not watch scary movies.  Mike was being sneaky and took me to see a movie.  (The recent one with Will Smith and the scary creatures. I forgot the name.) He secretly new was scary, but didn’t mention to tell me it was.  I was about to pop out of my seat.  I think I saw the whole movie with my eyes and ears covered.  Anyway because of that stunt that he pulled… he was sentenced to 5 chick flicks.  And yes he has paid up.  AND we have some friends that find it so funny to scare me to death.  (I don’t know why?)  Every so often they invite us up to their cabin.  Mike told Justin about my fears and that I wouldn’t watch a rated R show.  Justin said that he would get the movies.  When we got up to the Cabin the movie they brought was The Ring.  (Can you believe that???) and The Ring isn’t even rated R it’s PG-13.  Once again, I saw the whole movie with my eyes and ears covered.  At the end of the movie they bet me $100.00 to walk down to the gate 100 yards.  (HECK NO!!)&lt;br /&gt;33- I love going on overnight trips with my husband.  Mike and I like to go up to Park City every so often.  It is close enough that we can leave the kids behind and just do something for the two of us.  (Me Communication!!  Mike Golf)&lt;br /&gt;34- I love to do things NOW! I don’t know why, maybe from my growing up years.  (Thanks Mom!)  Anyway that is one trait that I love!! The other day we had a Migrant Clinic at one of my Elementary schools.  (A Migrant Clinic is when mainly the Hispanics come and are seen by the doctors and have physicals and immunizations.  We also do Height, Weight, Hemoglobin’s, Dental Varnish, Diabetic checks, and Vision checks) I came to the school to set up and was unloading a lot of the things out of my Expedition.  The Principal said he would come and help me.  I said okay, but kept unloading.  Soon the principal came with a cart and asked where I was parked.  I told him that I had finished unloading it.  He apologized and said that he is learning that I am a do it know kind of person.  I jokingly said, “YEP”, but really meant it.  &lt;br /&gt;35- I love to see people happy.  If I see someone isn’t happy I will try and find out why.  Then I will do what ever I can to make that person happy.  It hurts my feelings when someone is sad.&lt;br /&gt;36- I love that my kids are growing up and hitting new milestones.  The other night I was watching Camp Rock with my kids.  (The Jonas Brothers are in it.)  Sabe saw a girl on the show and he said she was HOT.  I was blown away.  (Sabe has always liked girls, but has never shown romantic interest in a girl.)  I said, “Hot, like the kind of hot that you want to kiss her?”  He said, “Mom what other kind of hot is there?”  I couldn’t believe my ears so through out the movie I kept asking the same question over and over again, “You really think she is HOT?”  He said, “Yes, mom and if you keep asking me I’m never going to tell you what I think again.”  I shut up quickly and said, “Sabe, you are my oldest and you are hitting milestones and it’s making me crazy with how fast you are growing up.”  He said, “Mom, then I’ve been hitting a lot of milestones.”&lt;br /&gt;37- I love making life simple.  Life is too short so if there is a way to simplify, I will do it.  &lt;br /&gt;38- I love going to church and every class that I attend applies to my life’s challenges.   Sometimes I feel that the lesson is about me and I love it.  It helps me make choices and helps me better understand the importance of things.  I love the gospel and I know that if I live the gospel all will be well.   &lt;br /&gt;39- I love when you go somewhere and you are about to walk into a building and a man runs up and opens the door for you.  I think that is very nice and shows great respect.  &lt;br /&gt;40- I love doing scrapbooks and crafts.  I haven’t done any in a while though.  My sister Sonja would always come to my home and we would make crafts.  Sonja one time brought a pattern on how to make these frogs.  I told her I didn’t want to make one, but I would help her with one.  Well, I made two, a boy and a girl frog.  I thought they were adorable, and I was going to put them in my daughter’s room.  Well, I put them in her room, but quickly had to remove them because they scared her.  Oh well, right??  We have made holiday crafts, table runners, and all kinds of odds and ends.  &lt;br /&gt;41- I love my hero’s in my life.  I have a lot!!  For now I will highlight my DAD, Grandpa Witbeck, and my sister Sonja.  My dad I can always call and talk too.  He always makes me feel better even when I probably should just shut up and stop complaining.  My Grandpa Witbeck is the coolest of all Grandpas’.  He had taught me that I can overcome any trial that comes my way.  My Grandpa is getting older and will not be with us very much longer.  I love the fact that I have had great memories with him in this world.  He has overcome many adversities and to me that shows great character!!!  Sonja is also the BEST.  In the short time that I lived in Vernal I learned that Sonja does ALL!!  I have never met anyone so Christ like!!!  She is always so willing to help you clean your house, or bring over food when you are sick, or take your kids for a while, or pick up food at the grocery store for you.  And she didn’t just do it for me… She does it for everyone.  Sonja was a horse 4-H leader.  She volunteered herself to run the concessions for a horse event.  I became her helper.  I realized then… that Sonja will do about anything to help someone out.  And she doesn’t complain. Sonja is a great mom!  When all the sisters get together we can’t stop talking about how wonderful she is.  I remember when we were younger Sonja was not too clean.  I remember walking into her bedroom to try and find something and see a green haze fuming over her bed.  Also, Sonja would not cook when she was young.  One time, she was told that she needed to make dinner.  We ended up eating pasta with tuna fish, peas, and olives.  The gravy was water and flour only.  Times have sure changed.  Sonja is a superb cook and keeps a tidy home.   Sonja has been so helpful with my home in Vernal.  She has gone over weekly and mowed my lawn and kept my flowers watered and the home looking good.  She is my true HERO.  &lt;br /&gt;42- I love flowers.  My favorite flower when I was young was the rose.  My favorite flower now is tulips.  I promised myself that if I didn’t sell my home in Vernal I was going to plant tulips this fall.  (I guess that won’t be happening since I sold my house today.)&lt;br /&gt;43- I love to garden.  I didn’t know I liked to garden, but I do.  I have a little spot where I planted tomatoes, cucumbers, green peppers and strawberries.  I also love to weed the garden.  My husband thinks I’m nuts…again.&lt;br /&gt;44- I love to mow the lawn.  My in-laws have one BIG Lawn and I love it.  I love how it looks and how I feel when the lawn is mowed.  I love sitting out on the deck and looking at how beautiful everything is.  &lt;br /&gt;45- I love the cute things kids say and their expressions.  Taje is adorable.  I know that I am prejudice, but let’s face it he is CUTE!!!  This last Friday I took Taje up to Primary Children’s again for more Botox.  He is so amazing… I cry just thinking about what he has to do.  During the shot process, he screamed and then after it was over he said, “Mom, I’ll be brave.”  My eyes swelled with tears.  But, everyday he says something to me that makes me laugh.  Those sweet moments makes me want to walk around with a Tape recorder so I will always be able to remember the cute words he says.  I think all kids from 2-4 years have the cutest things to say.  They are so smart!!!  I wish so bad that I can have more kids (Mike said no and had a visit with the doctor.  He is scared that the next pregnancy I won’t live or maybe he won’t live???)… one reason I want to have more kids is so I can hear the fun innocent things they say.  &lt;br /&gt;46- I love when people are excited about exercising and I love how I feel after I exercise.  But, I love and hate to exercise.  I just bought an elliptical and love using it.  When I found out about Jacey’s heart condition and then I found out that I have the same heart condition.  It made me sad, and scared.  I don’t want to die so I don’t exercise but then I know by not exercising it is not good on my heart either.  In the end I just need to have faith that all will be well. &lt;br /&gt;47- I love learning about the Church.  I sometimes feel ignorant and don’t want to ask or answer any questions in my gospel doctrine class.  I sometimes feel that if I would have gone on a mission then I would know a lot more answers to the gospel.  I sometimes am jealous of those who went on missions because they are so knowledgeable.  &lt;br /&gt;48- I love my Heavenly Father and I know he loves me&lt;br /&gt;49- I love hearing about people I care about.  I love knowing they are doing well and are all okay.  I love knowing that they have beautiful families and that they are truly happy.  I love catching up on old friends and seeing their kids.  I am amazed by how much kids look like their parents.  It is fun for me to see my girlfriends and say… “They look just like you!”  &lt;br /&gt;50- I love when my husband surprises me with a kind act or thoughtful gesture.  Sometimes we all get going so fast in our lives we forget those closest to us.  It makes me feel good when I know that he cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7395038710348178748?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7395038710348178748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7395038710348178748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7395038710348178748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7395038710348178748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-50-things.html' title='My 50 things!!'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-6686338957604832829</id><published>2008-06-17T11:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:07:34.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this morning Jacey woke up and saw Sabe's blog spot and wanted one too.  So here it is.  Jacey is such a fun loving person!!! She is very much like her dad!! (laid back and relaxed)  Nothing shakes her unless she is very upset!!!  Jacey is becoming quite the little cook and it is fun for a mom to see that start to develop.   Jacey Loves Sports and she is so funny.  Jacey takes a backseat to cleaning, but I'm working on her and soon she will be ready to take on any task!!!  She is quite the little charmer too.  Just like her dad!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=622e90d926d52972a45231" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="window" allowFullScreen="true" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=622e90d926d52972a45231&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=622e90d926d52972a45231&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/622e90d926d52972a45231/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6686338957604832829?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6686338957604832829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6686338957604832829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6686338957604832829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6686338957604832829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/jacey.html' title='Jacey'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-7333788065808567869</id><published>2008-06-16T23:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:08:19.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe</title><content type='html'>Sabe asked me why he didn't have a slide show on the blog.  Soooo....  I decided to make him one.  Sabe is a wonderful son!!!!!  He is the biggest help any mother could ever ask for.  I know I can always depend on him.  He is very responsible and is so kind.  Sabe is every mothers dream!!!  I love you Sabe!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=62233a5a358de21c22c4ff" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="window" allowFullScreen="true" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=62233a5a358de21c22c4ff&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=62233a5a358de21c22c4ff&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/62233a5a358de21c22c4ff/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7333788065808567869?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7333788065808567869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7333788065808567869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7333788065808567869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7333788065808567869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/sabe.html' title='Sabe'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-1788669938878359060</id><published>2008-06-16T13:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:44:50.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Fun in England!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCnbB74hI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0Tp9whnPYws/s1600-h/England+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCnbB74hI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0Tp9whnPYws/s320/England+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567601254490642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCn0CFHwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YcBIMvPTsHQ/s1600-h/England+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCn0CFHwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YcBIMvPTsHQ/s320/England+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567607965982466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCoCxHynI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MP44qdn75Yw/s1600-h/England+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCoCxHynI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MP44qdn75Yw/s320/England+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567611921386098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCor57htI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wWymAAQzd9o/s1600-h/England+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCor57htI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wWymAAQzd9o/s320/England+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567622964184786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCo-C77KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yMxsS3rtgns/s1600-h/England.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCo-C77KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yMxsS3rtgns/s320/England.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567627833797794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCSnWMk5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Wnpenip3Kf4/s1600-h/England+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCSnWMk5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Wnpenip3Kf4/s320/England+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212567243783443346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCTHn1B_I/AAAAAAAAAII/Gt8KAauP82c/s1600-h/England+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Mike is in England because he is suppose to be working.  But, look at these pictures; Doesn't look like work to me!!!  No, I'm just kidding I know that he works hard and does a great job!!  He is such a wonderful man and sacrifices a lot to provide for our family.  Mike was excited for these pictures because he is standing in front of where the British Open was a couple of years ago (So he says.. Like I would know???)  On Sunday they went to a Catholic Church and then went and saw some Castles.  I find it so amazing!!!  I would just die to go to England!!! (Not for Work!! Just for fun)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1788669938878359060?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1788669938878359060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1788669938878359060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1788669938878359060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1788669938878359060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/having-fun-in-england.html' title='Having Fun in England!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SFbCnbB74hI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0Tp9whnPYws/s72-c/England+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6085799447784730598</id><published>2008-06-12T22:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:41:25.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderful Husband and Father... Happy Fathers Day!!!</title><content type='html'>My sweet husband is in England for 2 1/2 weeks.  He is being missed terribly and the kids and I wanted to do something for their father.  Mike doesn't get to talk to us very much because of the time difference so.... we wanted to let our dad know how much we love him and wish him happy fathers day!!!  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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEzHs2DNg5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/6exadVCHqKk/s320/remi+66.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209758442197975954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEzHtd5EZjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DOpbAJI-jR0/s1600-h/remi+72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEzHtd5EZjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DOpbAJI-jR0/s320/remi+72.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209758452892853810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful baby girl is growing up.  On 6/7/08 she turned 7!!!  We had the funnest time for her birthday party!!  I took 10 of her friends and cousins to Primrose Retreat in Spanish Fork.  It was wonderful!!!  The girls got to dress up and accessorise with jewelry and handbags. They got Pedi or Manicures.  They had a Tea Party with Cupcakes and Pink Hot Chocolate and they got to make their own lip gloss.  It was every little girls dream.  I had no idea how fun it would be.  The lady that owns the spa is in my ward and Mike is their home teacher.  I must say that it was WONDERFUL!!  Remi has always been such a sweet thing.  She was born in Payson and weighed 5#6 She was very tiny.  I think she was even more tiny because her hair weighed at LEAST a pound.  I remember thinking I was going to break her.  I remember throwing a receiving blanket on my bed, when she was a newborn, and thinking that Remi could easily get lost in the blanket.  Remi has always had a tender heart and does her best to make everyone feel loved.  She doesn't like it when others are upset and sets a good example in our home to be a peacemaker.  Remi is so wonderful.  She loves dance and gymnastics.  Remi has worked very hard to learn to do the splits and just recently mastered her goal.  I love you Remi... Happy Birthday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1506956562545871731?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1506956562545871731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1506956562545871731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1506956562545871731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1506956562545871731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/remi-lin-rees-is-now-7.html' title='Remi Lin Rees is NOW 7!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEzHsB2t5zI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Jzj4yqVIWL4/s72-c/Jacey+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-785121107217223989</id><published>2008-06-04T17:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:48:13.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have GREAT Friends!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEcpThZVbJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FBIzxslbOno/s1600-h/Mud+mask+Melanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEcpThZVbJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FBIzxslbOno/s320/Mud+mask+Melanie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208176909436152978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEcpTxZVbKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ujeFkFlAisM/s1600-h/Mud+mask+Melanie+and+Shayna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEcpTxZVbKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ujeFkFlAisM/s320/Mud+mask+Melanie+and+Shayna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208176913731120290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the BESTEST Friends in all the world!!!  I have been so blessed all my life.  My kids came home from school on the last day and they were so upset!!  They said they were sad that they couldn't see their friends on a daily basis.  At first I thought, "You guys are nuts!!! Friends are not what this world is all about.."  But, then I started thinking... and, I thought heck ya they are... Friends, Family, and loved ones.  I have had many friends over the years.  I wish I could put a picture of all of them on my blog.  A couple of weeks ago, I went to dinner with some friends from high school.  It was fun to catch up on old times.   I was extremely blessed in high school because I had the most amazing friends that had good standards (guys and girls).  We had such the funnest times together.  In the picture is Shayna and Melanie.  We would get together and sleepover at each others houses (mainly Shayna's)  and do MUD masks.  Melanie and Shayna.. you guys are the best!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-785121107217223989?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/785121107217223989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=785121107217223989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/785121107217223989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/785121107217223989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-great-friends.html' title='I have GREAT Friends!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEcpThZVbJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FBIzxslbOno/s72-c/Mud+mask+Melanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-1302028069384426839</id><published>2008-06-03T23:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:50:52.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SUMMER!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbBZVbGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nyDYbcYbDRw/s1600-h/CIMG0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbBZVbGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nyDYbcYbDRw/s320/CIMG0913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207897762331716706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbRZVbHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_2N9JNRTTbI/s1600-h/CIMG0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbRZVbHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_2N9JNRTTbI/s320/CIMG0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207897766626684018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbhZVbII/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDI2Ti1es8M/s1600-h/CIMG0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbhZVbII/AAAAAAAAAHA/LDI2Ti1es8M/s320/CIMG0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207897770921651330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is here and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited!!!  Yesterday we went to Seven peaks.  I was teaching CPR and I got a call from my kids.  They asked if they could go to Seven peaks... How could I deny them of that????  When I got home, Mike didn't want to go.  He had been to the dentist earlier that day.  (I gave him a teeth whitening gift for Fathers day.)  I guess his teeth hurt really bad.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt; needed to go down for a nap and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Remi&lt;/span&gt; was at her girl friends house, so I left them behind.  I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sabe&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jacey&lt;/span&gt; and we were having fun and then I got a call from Mike.  He decided that it is no fun at home and he wanted to come to Seven Peaks too.  He is not smiling in the picture because it hurt his mouth so bad.   Today, we wanted to go to Lagoon.  We wavered back and forth if today was the right day.  (The weather didn't seem too promising)  We decided to go.  We drove to Lagoon, got out of the car and quickly decided with all the goose bumps that today was NOT the day.  We then drove back home.  We are going to try to attempt it again next week.  I love the summer because I get to play with  my kids.  We have a ton of fun!  I was eating lunch with some of my friends the other day and we talked about motherhood.  "What was one thing we could do better as a mom?".  It was amazing that almost all seven of us said to play more with our kids.  Being a mother is not all about keeping a schedule and maintaining a clean home (I have a hard time with that one).  It is about teaching them by example and making life fun.  We all know that life is too short... So why not have fun while living!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1302028069384426839?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1302028069384426839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1302028069384426839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1302028069384426839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1302028069384426839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-summer.html' title='I LOVE SUMMER!!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SEYrbBZVbGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nyDYbcYbDRw/s72-c/CIMG0913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-9221631847954112268</id><published>2008-05-28T14:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:09:20.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Up your Birthday to see what you are... I'm a Cockroach</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-style: solid; border-color: black; border-width: 3pt 3pt 3pt 1pt; width: 553.5pt;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="738"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 58.5pt;" valign="top" width="78"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;January   01 - 09 ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  January 10 - 24 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  January 25 - 31 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 81pt;" valign="top" width="108"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;February   01 - 05 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  February 06 - 14 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Bullfrog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  February15 - 21 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Skunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  February 22 - 28 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 5.75in;" valign="top" width="552"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;March   01 - 12 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  March 13 - 15 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  March 16 - 23 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  March 24 - 31 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 58.5pt;" valign="top" width="78"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;April   01 - 03 ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  April 04 - 14 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  April 15 - 26 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  April 27 - 30 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Skunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 81pt;" valign="top" width="108"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;May   01 - 13 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  May 14 - 21 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Bullfrog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  May 22 - 31 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 5.75in;" valign="top" width="552"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;June   01 - 03 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  June 04 - 14 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Skunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  June 15 - 20 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  June 21 - 24 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;  Ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  June 25 - 30 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 58.5pt;" valign="top" width="78"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;July   01 - 09 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  July 10 - 15 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  July 16 - 26 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Bullfrog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  July 27 - 31 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 81pt;" valign="top" width="108"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;August   01 - 15 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  August 16 - 25 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  August 26 - 31 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Skunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 5.75in;" valign="top" width="552"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;September   01 - 14 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;    Bullfrog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  September 15 - 27 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  September 28 - 30 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 58.5pt;" valign="top" width="78"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;October   01 - 15  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  October 16 - 27 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Skunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  October 28 - 31 ~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 81pt;" valign="top" width="108"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;November   01 - 16  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  November 17 - 30  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 0.75pt 0in 3.75pt; width: 5.75in;" valign="top" width="552"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;December   01 - 16  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  December 17 - 25  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  December 26 - 31  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Bullfrog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  A very loyal and sweet person.  Your loyalty can never be doubted.  You are quite honest and sincere when it comes to your attitude towards working.  You are a very simple person, indeed.  Absolutely hassle free, humble, and down-to-earth!!  That explains the reason why your friends cling on to you! You have a good taste for clothes.  If your wardrobe is not updated with what is trendy, you sure are depressed.  Popular and easy-going.  You have a little group of dignified friends, all of them being quality-personified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 25, 116);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Slug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  Always up to some sort of a mischief!  The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what makes you so cute and attractive to everyone.  You are an extremely fun-to-be-with kind of person.  No wonder people seek your company and look forward to include you for all get-together's.  However, you are sensitive which is a drawback.  People need to select their words while talking to you.  If someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is enough to invite your wrath.  God bless the person then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 25, 116);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person.  You best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight.  An outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration.  You are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactfully derive work from people.  You love being loved and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!!!  Well, well...  Hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter you to the maximum and get their work done.  So be careful.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 25, 116);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Parasite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  An extremely lovable, adorable person, sometimes shy, with a passion for quick wit.  At times, you prefer quietness.  You love exploring various things and going into depth of each thing.  Under normal circumstances you're cool but when given a reason to, you are like a volcano waiting to erupt. You're a fashion bird.  People look forward to you as an icon associated with fashion.  Basically, you mingle along freely but don't like talking much to strangers. People feel very easy in your company.  You observe care in choosing your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 25, 116);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Skunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  You are near to perfect and nice at heart.  The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people.  You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong.  You are loved due to this.  You do not wish to talk behind one's back.  People love the way you always treat them.  You can give, give, and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return.  You are generous enough.  Seeing things in a practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Bullfrog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(241, 57, 52);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; You symbolize a very happy-go-lucky approach in life.  Whatever the surroundings may be, grim or cheerful, you remain unaffected.  In fact, you spread cheer wherever you go.  You are the leader of your group of friends and good at consoling people in their times of need.  You dislike hypocrisy and tend to shirk away from hypocrites.  They can never be in your good books, no matter what.  You are very methodical and organized in your work.  No amount of &lt;b&gt;MESS&lt;/b&gt;, hence, can ever encompass you.  Beware, it is easy for you to fall in love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(241, 57, 52);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 25, 116);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  You are mysterious.  You are someone who can handle pressure with ease, and can handle any atmosphere without going berserk.  You can be mean at times, and love to gossip with your selected group.  Very prim and proper.  You like all situations and things to be in the way you desire, which, sometimes is not possible.  As a result, you may lose out in some relationships.  But otherwise, you love to help people out from difficult and tight spots when they really need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;If you are an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 25, 116);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 50, 230);"&gt;Ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;:  Very impatient and hyper!!!  You want things to be done as quick as possible.  At heart, you are quite simple and love if you are the center of attraction.  That way, you people are unique.  You would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles.  Shall your name be dragged or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky.  Therefore, you take your precautions from the very beginning.  When you foresee anything wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps.  Quite a money minded bunch you people are!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(0, 17, 80);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 17, 80);font-size:8;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:8;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-9221631847954112268?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/9221631847954112268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=9221631847954112268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/9221631847954112268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/9221631847954112268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/look-up-your-birthday-to-see-what-you.html' title='Look Up your Birthday to see what you are... I&apos;m a Cockroach'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-1078512657394514866</id><published>2008-05-17T20:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:05:49.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Family and Friends... Just thought I would let you know that if you would like swimming, I can give you a code so you can get a pass $44.95 per person (Only until 5/24/2008).  If you would like to get these passes, just comment on this blog or email me.  Hope to see you all there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1078512657394514866?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1078512657394514866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1078512657394514866' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1078512657394514866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1078512657394514866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/seven-peaks-passes.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Amber</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6983166074218925764</id><published>2008-05-17T10:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:04:53.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Motorcycle Man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SC8P9vtP-FI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4QqUNKfU6Ok/s1600-h/CIMG0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201393648088905810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SC8P9vtP-FI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4QqUNKfU6Ok/s320/CIMG0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt; loves Motorcycles. He tells me all the time that he is going to ride his brothers motorcycle. It's so much fun to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taje's&lt;/span&gt; eye light up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; he see a motorcycle or hears one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt; is Mike's mini me.... And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; has his dad wrapped around his finger!!!! When Mike is gone to work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt; is always asking when his dad is going to be back. When Mike is home; Those two boys are always together!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt; loves to play motorcycle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt;. (His Therapy thinks it is great because he gets to use both hands) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Taje&lt;/span&gt;, yesterday, was playing with his dad and said, "Hey dude, where are you??? Come get me..." and " Dude, dude, come jump me..." It is so funny to hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6983166074218925764?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6983166074218925764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6983166074218925764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6983166074218925764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6983166074218925764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-motorcycle-man.html' title='My Motorcycle Man!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SC8P9vtP-FI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4QqUNKfU6Ok/s72-c/CIMG0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2955210433683599068</id><published>2008-05-17T10:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:53:50.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Fancy Moses.... It's a SNAKE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SC8NHPtP-EI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VrXMtMu4b4g/s1600-h/CIMG0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201390512762779714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SC8NHPtP-EI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VrXMtMu4b4g/s320/CIMG0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids were wanting to go outside and play in the sprinklers and on their Slip n` Slide.... Well Sabe took the towels and was laying one out for everyone when he came across this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2955210433683599068?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2955210433683599068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2955210433683599068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2955210433683599068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2955210433683599068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet-fancy-moses-its-snake.html' title='Sweet Fancy Moses.... It&apos;s a SNAKE!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SC8NHPtP-EI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VrXMtMu4b4g/s72-c/CIMG0909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-4818404514958865222</id><published>2008-05-16T15:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:57:49.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey's Spring Violin Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2f1cc98be925257" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2f1cc98be925257%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AD7FFDA0648AA881EFCEDE23557FD006FE464B6.5E81F25A934767AE6A0522B7B6F420B8C6C57DC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2f1cc98be925257%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSUId2drj-u1QgsdXrWzNxnZCaRA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2f1cc98be925257%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AD7FFDA0648AA881EFCEDE23557FD006FE464B6.5E81F25A934767AE6A0522B7B6F420B8C6C57DC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2f1cc98be925257%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSUId2drj-u1QgsdXrWzNxnZCaRA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacey, had her Violin recital yesterday.  She is amazing!!!  I am so proud of her.  She played I am a child of God and she also played a duet with a friend called the Kings March.  Wonderful Job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c6c7cd7044ada3e6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6c7cd7044ada3e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF4B66C2633F07E19697B56E13D613D4ECF0413E.18B882E00273FDA8B2D7C0A70113041E56665B23%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6c7cd7044ada3e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZvXSCENKooGeDBQC7Gvjfa2VAsQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6c7cd7044ada3e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF4B66C2633F07E19697B56E13D613D4ECF0413E.18B882E00273FDA8B2D7C0A70113041E56665B23%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6c7cd7044ada3e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZvXSCENKooGeDBQC7Gvjfa2VAsQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-4818404514958865222?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c6c7cd7044ada3e6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e2f1cc98be925257&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4818404514958865222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4818404514958865222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4818404514958865222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4818404514958865222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/jaceys-spring-violin-recital.html' title='Jacey&apos;s Spring Violin Recital'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-8044068202155027847</id><published>2008-05-10T20:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:23:04.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rope'm Cowboy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCZlyg-lT3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/PDkfty8XiY4/s1600-h/CIMG0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198954738366107506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCZlyg-lT3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/PDkfty8XiY4/s320/CIMG0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCZlyw-lT4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/C0Zhmxv61T8/s1600-h/CIMG0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198954742661074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCZlyw-lT4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/C0Zhmxv61T8/s320/CIMG0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cute baby brother, is not a baby anymore. He is seventeen!!! I remember taking him on dates with me because my mother had to work late.... Wow where has the time gone??? Well today I was suppose to go to Vernal to attend my friends wedding!!! (Sorry Jen) But... My kids got sick. I, instead went to watch my brother rope a cow. (Sorry steer) It was at the Spanish Fork fair grounds and also close to home. I took Taje because he seemed to be feeling a little better, but had to leave Sabe and Remi at home. They were so sad because they LOVE their uncle. (I keep trying to talk Slade into taking some of my kids on dates with him, but he keeps telling me NO!! He's been dating his girlfriend, Katie, for quite a while.) Anyway, Slade did awesome!! I have a video clip to show how talented he is. However, I'm still opposed to some of the fun Slade decides to do... Like when I had just moved to Vernal, Slade had a rodeo to go to. He was going to ride a bull. Everything was going well, but after the 8 seconds, Slade went off the bull and somehow got underneath the bulls feet. The bull stepped on my brother caving in his chest right by his heart. I was not there and did not see it, but heard all about it. I also saw the perfect hoof print that shown so clear. Slade had decided not to wear his chest guard. (Naughty, Naughty!!) They hurried and rushed him in the ambulance to the hospital and all ended okay. He is one lucky boy... I can't believe he didn't break a rib or pop a lung... I just hope that if there is a next time of riding a bull... he wears protective gear!!! Sorry to be a nag, but I would like you around a little longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="368" height="262" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d5e210769804109c" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5e210769804109c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83B91B790207A20EE0A2F4A3A05B7627C537262F.5979D8DA4385A6D6C11C91B0A5D270672C1ABB0D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5e210769804109c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH_4PnVCbTTLXVvkFShXXc-mqtRE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="368" height="262" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5e210769804109c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83B91B790207A20EE0A2F4A3A05B7627C537262F.5979D8DA4385A6D6C11C91B0A5D270672C1ABB0D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5e210769804109c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH_4PnVCbTTLXVvkFShXXc-mqtRE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-8044068202155027847?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d5e210769804109c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/8044068202155027847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=8044068202155027847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8044068202155027847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/8044068202155027847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/ropem-cowboy.html' title='Rope&apos;m Cowboy!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCZlyg-lT3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/PDkfty8XiY4/s72-c/CIMG0880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2317373005197357856</id><published>2008-05-07T15:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:27:33.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you think learning to ride a bike would be so hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My little Taje is trying so hard to learn and ride a bike. He is working with the Physical Therapist to learn. He is riding "Big Red". Taje has come so far and I am so proud of him. He is our little angel and we are so blessed to have him in our family!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c84e4f53a9ecd6e" 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://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c84e4f53a9ecd6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2277CF91AA964FEF662EF2DCDEF68DB6DF9C10C6.3AEF22154E03C7D8AE467F6E779B3F935DD184C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c84e4f53a9ecd6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY2znlgI98ObO_BA1ImQ1u-_Orw0&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://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c84e4f53a9ecd6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2277CF91AA964FEF662EF2DCDEF68DB6DF9C10C6.3AEF22154E03C7D8AE467F6E779B3F935DD184C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c84e4f53a9ecd6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY2znlgI98ObO_BA1ImQ1u-_Orw0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2317373005197357856?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5c84e4f53a9ecd6e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2317373005197357856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2317373005197357856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2317373005197357856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2317373005197357856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-you-think-learning-to-ride-bike.html' title='Did you think learning to ride a bike would be so hard?'/><author><name>Amber</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-6528024993782077498</id><published>2008-05-06T22:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:21:04.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope of America!!!</title><content type='html'>Sabe is a wonderful singer!!!  He participated in School Choir.  Just recently, he participated in Hope of America at the BYU Marriott Center... Over 7000 kids participated.  It was a mad house, (in a good way) I wish all my friends and family could have come!!  There was great dancing too.  I even saw a 91 year old woman... Dance, kick her leg up to her head, and finish with the splits.  OUCH!!  Mike and I had a ton of fun attending... I would highly suggest any child participate in future events like this. Hey... Can you see Sabe?  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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCEteJC2IbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/r9GdH86UtA0/s320/Jacey+40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Jacey's birthday. I can't believe it has been 10 years. Where does the time go??? I love being a mom.  Being a mom to Jacey is the best. (All my kids are great too). Jacey is very simple. It is what it is. She doesn't fuss or cause contention. Jacey loves sports the most. She is trying to get me to buy her a bow and arrow. (The kind that you buy from the boy scout store) I told her, No!! Recently, she shot her sister, Remi, with an Airsoft gun... In the throat!! Jacey had a birthday party this year. We took 12 of her friends up to Boondocks for some fun. They had a blast and it was fun to get to know the girls better. They are really a good group of girls. My baby is not my baby anymore. I remember when she was a newborn I would call her little lady. She didn't like naps too much, one time I caught her holding her fingers up to her nose (as pictured). I love watching a baby sleep. Jacey is the funniest when she gets into a car. She hates the sun. I remember when she was little every time I put her into her car seat and put her into the car she would scream. I thought I was going to go NUTS!! But thank goodness for the GAP. They had the best little baby glasses. I would put them on her and she would be just fine. I still have to do the same thing.  At least now Jacey can verbalize her frustrations instead of screaming...  I Love you Jacey.... Happy Birthday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2295538507337859406?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2295538507337859406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2295538507337859406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2295538507337859406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2295538507337859406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/05/lou-lou-bug-is-10.html' title='Lou Lou bug is 10!!!'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SCEu8pC2IcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zOhzN9DZC4s/s72-c/CIMG0855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-3213906328641484072</id><published>2008-04-25T23:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:45:42.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9cJC2ITI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_GRk-tTZvvM/s1600-h/CIMG0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193421611473445170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9cJC2ITI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_GRk-tTZvvM/s320/CIMG0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9cpC2IUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wUHJe0qv_8g/s1600-h/CIMG0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193421620063379778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9cpC2IUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wUHJe0qv_8g/s320/CIMG0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9c5C2IVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BYg2-5ZPnfQ/s1600-h/CIMG0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193421624358347090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9c5C2IVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BYg2-5ZPnfQ/s320/CIMG0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9dJC2IWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Dr91E6e6cYE/s1600-h/CIMG0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193421628653314402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9dJC2IWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Dr91E6e6cYE/s320/CIMG0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8bZC2IOI/AAAAAAAAADM/8mmcT1UL7Sc/s1600-h/CIMG0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193420499076915426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8bZC2IOI/AAAAAAAAADM/8mmcT1UL7Sc/s320/CIMG0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8bpC2IPI/AAAAAAAAADU/J0LnUAfc5oM/s1600-h/CIMG0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193420503371882738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8bpC2IPI/AAAAAAAAADU/J0LnUAfc5oM/s320/CIMG0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8cJC2IQI/AAAAAAAAADc/Htfey5i6mYY/s1600-h/CIMG0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193420511961817346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8cJC2IQI/AAAAAAAAADc/Htfey5i6mYY/s320/CIMG0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8cZC2IRI/AAAAAAAAADk/-8miSG4ZSoc/s1600-h/CIMG0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193420516256784658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8cZC2IRI/AAAAAAAAADk/-8miSG4ZSoc/s320/CIMG0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8c5C2ISI/AAAAAAAAADs/cz7YqfluNHA/s1600-h/CIMG0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193420524846719266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK8c5C2ISI/AAAAAAAAADs/cz7YqfluNHA/s320/CIMG0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Spring Break was a blast. We had so much to do. We started out the week going up to Park City. The kids loved the shops and main street. Sabe says he wants to live there when he gets older. I told him there were no University's and he decided it was not the place for him, but he will visit often. Sabe loves school!! After Park City, we decided to go to Vernal so Mike could go Motorbiking. Yes, I too was going to ride a four-wheeler, but someone left the four-wheeler keys at home. (It was not me!!) We had fun though. I went and watched my dad ride his horse at the fair grounds, team sorting. I talked with all my sisters and my baby brother who is not a baby anymore. (He is 17!!!) I talked with some old High school friends and we went out to dinner. At the end of the week we decided to go to Hoogle Zoo. The kids love the animals. Sabe's favorite animal is the bears and wolves. Jacey's favorite is the snakes. Remi's was the Giraffes or monkey's and Taje's was the monkey's.  Having a week of just for fun was great.  It was hard to get back to the normal routine the following Monday.  And wouldn't you know it..... I walked into one of my elementary schools, that Monday, and received a call that the state was coming the next day at 0900 to do an audit!!!  I wanted to CRY!!  All is well , the state auditor came and looked over my charts and said everything looked great!  Mike has been in New Jersy this week for work.  He is going to be heading out for Toronto Canada next, then Montana, then possibly England for two weeks.  I just got word from his company that he will probably be working all of June.  YUCK!!  That is play time for the REES FAMILY.  Oh well, I guess we will just have to play with out him.  Sabe is going to be singing in the Hope of America Concert at the Marriot on April 29th.  I am so proud of him.  Jacey is going to be doing a duet with her violin for their Spring performance.  Remi is loving dance, but not so much soccer.  I don't think I am going to have her play next year, because she is to scared to kick the ball.  Taje is doing AWESOME.  He is almost completely potty trained and it is so cute, because he want to go potty by himself.  With only having one good hand it is hard for him to pull his pants down, but he trys and trys.  He can't get on the toilet by himself, so I do help with that, but pretty soon I bet that won't be a problem.  Taje is wanting to say good-bye to his DAFO's (splints for his legs), but he can't.  He thinks he doesn't need them any more and wants to wear flip flops.  I tried putting the flip flops on him the other day and it was not good.  Taje decided to stick with his DAFO's.  Hope all is well with everyone... Love the Rees's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-3213906328641484072?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/3213906328641484072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=3213906328641484072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3213906328641484072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/3213906328641484072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Amber</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://bp2.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/SBK9cJC2ITI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_GRk-tTZvvM/s72-c/CIMG0804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1431759410906583926.post-2195915095188030611</id><published>2008-04-11T23:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:10:39.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay soooo..... My sister Joce has a test that you can take on her blog.  It is to see how much your body is worth when you are dead.  I took it and all I can say is....  Joce it is good to be me!!  I'm worth more than you are... DEAD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-2195915095188030611?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/2195915095188030611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=2195915095188030611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2195915095188030611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/2195915095188030611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-soooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-6430718073132962579</id><published>2008-04-01T16:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:51:55.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>working out kinks</title><content type='html'>Just working out the kinks with blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6430718073132962579?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6430718073132962579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6430718073132962579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6430718073132962579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6430718073132962579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/04/working-out-kinks.html' title='working out kinks'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-4928879665844554428</id><published>2008-03-29T21:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:26:42.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey and Remi Dancing</title><content type='html'>Jacey and Remi are getting good at being in front of crowds.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da7812e38bfb99a1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/4928879665844554428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=4928879665844554428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4928879665844554428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/4928879665844554428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/03/jacey-and-remi-dancing.html' title='Jacey and Remi Dancing'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-1144991806931270753</id><published>2008-03-29T21:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:32:10.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacey's Soccer game</title><content type='html'>Jacey loves to play soccer.  She loves every sport!! Jacey is the girl in the light blue jacket.  It was freezing out there!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b9ea95db24ceb714" 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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9ea95db24ceb714%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7234DE87B599C416C255F69ECAB2F5D79F265EB3.29FA010308E26EC91FA1E923D95221255CA7C740%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9ea95db24ceb714%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCayM2QOIfOS6_aNNTzEme6jBtQs&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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9ea95db24ceb714%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7234DE87B599C416C255F69ECAB2F5D79F265EB3.29FA010308E26EC91FA1E923D95221255CA7C740%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9ea95db24ceb714%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCayM2QOIfOS6_aNNTzEme6jBtQs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-1144991806931270753?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b9ea95db24ceb714&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/1144991806931270753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=1144991806931270753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1144991806931270753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/1144991806931270753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/03/jaceys-soccer-game.html' title='Jacey&apos;s Soccer game'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-6976595983374408028</id><published>2008-03-29T21:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:22:18.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Festival</title><content type='html'>I am so proud of Jacey!!!  She did such a wonderful job at music festival and for only playing for 2 months.  Jacey played French Folk Song and Twinkle Theme in front of 3 BYU judges.  It was not a competition, but a way to play in front of judges to be given instruction on what she can do better.  She was amazing and I'm so proud of her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d0e9f047095d962" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d0e9f047095d962%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49322F97FA0FA97632682803BE69E65A3A95EB22.415DDA9DF78B0326BBD0F6FA2D4AF00B90C8C581%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d0e9f047095d962%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYCbB97Cbc3I76u_tf0otfAW5JnQ&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d0e9f047095d962%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330029685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49322F97FA0FA97632682803BE69E65A3A95EB22.415DDA9DF78B0326BBD0F6FA2D4AF00B90C8C581%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d0e9f047095d962%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYCbB97Cbc3I76u_tf0otfAW5JnQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-6976595983374408028?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9d0e9f047095d962&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/6976595983374408028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=6976595983374408028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6976595983374408028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/6976595983374408028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-festival_29.html' title='Music Festival'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-7408004170847857297</id><published>2008-03-28T17:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:33:09.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is fragile</title><content type='html'>We'll guys we did it.  We went up to Primary Childrens today and met with Taje's doctor.  Dr. Gooch.  I talked to her about the botox and she said for 17 years there has been no concerns from her practice.  She stated that when the FDA came out and made their comment on Botox, she became concerned and got in contact with the FDA and became aware of the 6 children who died.  She stated that the kids who passed away were in a very fragile stated and it has not been confirmed if Botox had any relation to their deaths.  Since that initial FDA report, they have since come out and stated that no change needs to be made with the way that Botox is being used for kids with Cerebral Palsy and they will continue with the investigation as to find out  the reason for those kids deaths.  Taje recieved four injections today and we will continue to work with him and hope and pray that he continues to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been reminded that life is fragile.   Our Heavenly Father has intrusted these little spirits to us and it is our responsiblities, as parents, to do a good job.  Sometimes, as parents, we are hit with tragedy.  (I have never experienced so much pain then when I know my kids are in pain for will have to suffer.)  I have learned recently of my friends passing away, children of my friends, and parents of my friends.  All I can say is; I'm so sorry for your pain!  15 year ago one of my friends was in an auto accident and died.  The year before he died he was the president of our seminary council in high school.  He chose the scripture Proverbs 3: 5-6  &lt;em&gt;Trust in the lord with all thine heart.&lt;/em&gt;  That scripture has taken me through my life and I know it to be true.  I know that for what ever reason those spirits that have been intrusted to us must go back to our Heavenly Father.  It is painful because we are left on earth wondering what we could have done better and &lt;strong&gt;we miss them&lt;/strong&gt;.... In the end, have faith...  All will be well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1431759410906583926-7408004170847857297?l=ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/feeds/7408004170847857297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1431759410906583926&amp;postID=7408004170847857297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7408004170847857297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1431759410906583926/posts/default/7408004170847857297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambersfamilystory.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-fragile.html' title='Life is fragile'/><author><name>Amber</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-1431759410906583926.post-2154274077397849325</id><published>2008-03-24T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:25:07.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My cute little family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/R-iHsC4SWgI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/CDkRPjiEeog/s1600-h/live+laugh+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181540562046704130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2hwpG4gGiA/R-iHsC4SWgI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/CDkRPjiEeog/s320/live+laugh+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys!! Just new at this, but I thought I would give you an update on what's going on in the REES world. Family is good. Mike is in Minnesota right now... working. I'm home taking care of the kids and making sure they get to all of their recreational activities. Soccer, (Basketball just ended and it was FUN!) Violin, Dance, Scouts, Activity days, etc... Just had SEP conferences and my oldest son is amazing he took the National Iowa test and he scored in the top 10% in the nation in language and science. (I am so proud of him!!) Jacey is loving the spring air. She loves getting out and riding her bike, practicing for baseball tryouts, playing soccer and dancing. She is going to BYU for the music festival on March 29 to be judged on her violin. (She doesn't seem nervous, but I am!!) Remi is my little princess that enjoys mommy daughter dates. She is also playing soccer and dancing. Remi is going to be starting Violin in April too. Remi got a bike helmet for Easter and can't wait to ride her bike more and more. My little Taje got a bike for Easter (The Easter bunny really knew what to bring because Taje's Therapist have been asking me to get one for him.) Taje is doing so good... I am amazed that a little boy with only 3/4 of a brain can do so much. He seem just like a normal little boy, but just can't do physically all that he wants. We are suppose to go back up to Primary Children's on 3/28 for more Botox in his arm. Botox helps relax the muscle that is tightened so Taje can work the oposing muscle and gain strength. Bottom line we do not want his arm to contracture. We want as much flexibility as possible so later in life he can have full use of his arm. Recently we have found out that Botox is not approved for kids under 18 by the FDA and there has been deaths associated with Botox. I called and talked to Taje's doctor today and she stated she is aware of the concern, but the FDA has not proven that the causes of death was from Botox and all of the kids who have died has had multiple concerns, not just cerebral palsy. I don't know what to think... so a lot of prayers have gone into the decision as to... What to do???? Botox has been given for 17 years with no side effects, so please pray for my little guy. I am doing well!! I have a wonderful job working as a school nurse and I LOVE the kids. I have had an embarrassing moment recently (AT WORK), but I think I will save that moment for the next blog. Till next time.... 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