<?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-3171720181535031875</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:08:03.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Happenin'?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-1343855490005520295</id><published>2010-01-25T19:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:59:28.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth's 8th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15jC59_uxI/AAAAAAAAARI/OF9_7ZJ9uFE/s1600-h/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15jC59_uxI/AAAAAAAAARI/OF9_7ZJ9uFE/s320/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430887102227135250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth had a great birthday, which was on January 18th.  I took Lizzy and her friend Rebecca to the movies to see the Chipmunks movie and then to McDonalds for lunch.  Unfortunately I forgot the camera and didn't get any pictures of the girls together.  All and all...they had a great time.  After taking Rebecca home, Lizzy and I rushed home so I could work on a cake that her daddy had started.  We ordered pizza, which is Lizzy's favorite, enjoyed that while I tried to decorate her cake, which was giving me a hard time since it was 4 layers and had chocolate pudding between each layer.  Our neighbors the Willyerd's came over to have cake and ice cream with us to celebrate Lizzy's birthday and the cake was unsure of how long it wanted to stay standing.  We sang and served up the cake and ice cream and enjoyed visiting with the Willyerd family.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15k-ipLhXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S96p_9cQTos/s1600-h/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15k-ipLhXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S96p_9cQTos/s320/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430889226269590898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15mzErfWvI/AAAAAAAAARY/3iXK9t9h-f0/s1600-h/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15mzErfWvI/AAAAAAAAARY/3iXK9t9h-f0/s320/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430891228270910194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were visiting the half of the cake that was left...well the top half anyway...decided it didn't want to be on top anymore and fell right off.  Everyone got a good laugh.  Luckily  we had already had a piece.  Those are the memories that make a birthday so much fun to remember.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15m0H5j5FI/AAAAAAAAARo/TmBYv5tqxso/s1600-h/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15m0H5j5FI/AAAAAAAAARo/TmBYv5tqxso/s320/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430891246315103314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15mzkyP23I/AAAAAAAAARg/SklfME2Q2mM/s1600-h/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15mzkyP23I/AAAAAAAAARg/SklfME2Q2mM/s320/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430891236889189234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzy is wonderful, and we're so lucky to have her in our family!  She is very bright, and has many talents that we hope to help her develope.  She is usually very happy, and is very loving.  I can't believe she is already 8.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing Lizzy is most excited about is going to Activity Days for the first time this week.  We are also trying to get her baptism all planned out.  Mommy is lagging on that!  Will post pics. when we have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-1343855490005520295?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1343855490005520295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=1343855490005520295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1343855490005520295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1343855490005520295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/elizabeths-8th-birthday.html' title='Elizabeth&apos;s 8th Birthday'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S15jC59_uxI/AAAAAAAAARI/OF9_7ZJ9uFE/s72-c/Lizzies+birthday+and+random+pics+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-3992470059319438825</id><published>2010-01-12T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:43:03.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!  At least....I think I am.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how long it's been since I last blogged!  WOW!!!!  I forgot my password...that's sayin' something.  I plan on getting back in gear, and letting everyone know what's been going on in our lives!  It's been fun looking back at what I put on here so far.  I've never been very good at keeping a journal...so we'll see if I can stick with this for more than a month! :)  I will begin posting pictures and other fun stuff on a more regular basis hopefully starting this week.  Life has been busy, and will continue to I'm sure. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the first night of American Idol, so I'm off to watch that with my hubby, and make sure kids are all tucked in to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-3992470059319438825?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3992470059319438825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=3992470059319438825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3992470059319438825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3992470059319438825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-at-leasti-think-i-am.html' title='I&apos;m back!  At least....I think I am.'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-7412610872477661896</id><published>2008-10-27T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:05:27.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley's 12th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYcb8cl18I/AAAAAAAAAOI/9Hciot3Jvys/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261924481037096898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYcb8cl18I/AAAAAAAAAOI/9Hciot3Jvys/s320/first+day+of+school+%2708+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my wonderful daughter Ashley's 12th birthday. I can't believe she's already 12. It was just yesterday she was placed in my arms, after being in labor with her all day. Now she is starting a new stage in her life as a young woman. That brings tears to my eyes. Here are some pics. from throughout her lif. Hope you have a great birthday my baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq_V32l6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/QQqn8rgT8Yo/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261940482320537506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq_V32l6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/QQqn8rgT8Yo/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq9trQaMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C_dPju5s7rY/s1600-h/1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261940454350416066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq9trQaMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C_dPju5s7rY/s320/1957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq-MPiHoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Rp5QAOPMFCg/s1600-h/093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261940462555635330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq-MPiHoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Rp5QAOPMFCg/s320/093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq_YunJPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/H7CLrrgens0/s1600-h/1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261940483087082738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq_YunJPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/H7CLrrgens0/s320/1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq-emRmDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/AS2hLlKTmXM/s1600-h/675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261940467482859570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYq-emRmDI/AAAAAAAAAOg/AS2hLlKTmXM/s320/675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYrpz7sXII/AAAAAAAAAPI/yKm0ciXPTeg/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261941211944213634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYrpz7sXII/AAAAAAAAAPI/yKm0ciXPTeg/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYrpGtLVWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/q_9Cz4vnCP8/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261941199803733346" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYrpGtLVWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/q_9Cz4vnCP8/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYrpNLpNgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-rz_2BFIMAM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261941201542133250" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYrpNLpNgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-rz_2BFIMAM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU ASHLEY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-7412610872477661896?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7412610872477661896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=7412610872477661896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7412610872477661896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7412610872477661896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/10/ashleys-12th-birthday.html' title='Ashley&apos;s 12th Birthday'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SQYcb8cl18I/AAAAAAAAAOI/9Hciot3Jvys/s72-c/first+day+of+school+%2708+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-1563492366909536349</id><published>2008-10-09T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:00:26.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devin advances</title><content type='html'>Last week on 10-1-08, Devin advanced to life.  He is now working his way towards getting his eagle.  We are so proud of all he does.  It take a lot of work!                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TEygJMyI/AAAAAAAAANg/xB-zA1pSqtI/s1600-h/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255229156929123106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TEygJMyI/AAAAAAAAANg/xB-zA1pSqtI/s320/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's getting ready to put my pin on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TE8ZgXsI/AAAAAAAAANo/vTg10_bHEOs/s1600-h/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255229159585636034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TE8ZgXsI/AAAAAAAAANo/vTg10_bHEOs/s320/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a great picture.  The photographer wasn't familiar with my camera.  It's the only picture I have of us together that night.  You get the point. &lt;br /&gt;He's taller than me still and I'm wearing my heels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TFCCHIjI/AAAAAAAAANw/tR2bWf6x9ao/s1600-h/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255229161098125874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TFCCHIjI/AAAAAAAAANw/tR2bWf6x9ao/s320/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-1563492366909536349?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1563492366909536349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=1563492366909536349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1563492366909536349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1563492366909536349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/10/devin-advances.html' title='Devin advances'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SO5TEygJMyI/AAAAAAAAANg/xB-zA1pSqtI/s72-c/Devin,+scouts,+Life+advancment+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-255143322829020264</id><published>2008-10-01T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:42:59.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I havn't been keeping up on my blogging. Sorry! I've found something that I've become addicted to. Facebook. I can't seem to pull myself away from it. My computer is constantly calling me. I've had fun reconnecting with old friends, and keeping up with the new. Like I needed another distraction in my life! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family is doing well. We are in full swing with school, and all that comes with it. Bruce started back to school last week. He has 1 year left until he gets his B.A., that is, if all goes well. He seems to be enjoying his classes so far. His brain is in overload with all that he is trying to juggle. Work, school, scout master, dad, husband, and football coach. He's a great man! That's why I married him. Luckily we have our morning rides together, otherwise I'd never see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some pictures while on one of our morning rides, to share some of the beauty I get to enjoy. Hope all enjoy them as much as I do. The pics. aren't the best quality, but they get the point across.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOG0E5uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ei6VQttHeUc/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252222152698291938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOG0E5uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ei6VQttHeUc/s320/Morning+Ride+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnhx1G9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ET57HeLk4yc/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252224788456610770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnhx1G9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ET57HeLk4yc/s320/Morning+Ride+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnuPSXxI/AAAAAAAAANA/5nKpwQnWr2E/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252224791801388818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnuPSXxI/AAAAAAAAANA/5nKpwQnWr2E/s320/Morning+Ride+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmn28AWNI/AAAAAAAAANY/gD9aT0cjD2M/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252224794136434898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmn28AWNI/AAAAAAAAANY/gD9aT0cjD2M/s320/Morning+Ride+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOJaL8iI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wVMBMa6zenQ/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252222153395008034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOJaL8iI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wVMBMa6zenQ/s320/Morning+Ride+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOYpO-DI/AAAAAAAAAMo/RQE4AWjvKhQ/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252222157484652594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOYpO-DI/AAAAAAAAAMo/RQE4AWjvKhQ/s320/Morning+Ride+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOTf8xxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/h9IQm7-nBN8/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252222156103534354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOTf8xxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/h9IQm7-nBN8/s320/Morning+Ride+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkODmHSEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ViwjIVEzLGA/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252222151834421314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkODmHSEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ViwjIVEzLGA/s320/Morning+Ride+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnvhhPwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YHZRIbrLwvk/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252224792146296578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnvhhPwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YHZRIbrLwvk/s320/Morning+Ride+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnsH6asI/AAAAAAAAANI/9edcELV_FWQ/s1600-h/Morning+Ride+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252224791233587906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOmnsH6asI/AAAAAAAAANI/9edcELV_FWQ/s320/Morning+Ride+106.JPG" border="0" /&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/3171720181535031875-255143322829020264?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/255143322829020264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=255143322829020264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/255143322829020264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/255143322829020264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-addiction.html' title='My addiction'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SOOkOG0E5uI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ei6VQttHeUc/s72-c/Morning+Ride+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-3945152309043012200</id><published>2008-09-23T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:44:13.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruce's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SNkbyi3Hu2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QwaN9b1Odt4/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249257395842431842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SNkbyi3Hu2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QwaN9b1Odt4/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, September 22, was my sweet husbands birthday. I won't post his age, in fear he'll put bugs in my food or something! :} Of course being a Monday, he had to go to work, but he did come home and we were able to have lunch together. Nothing super exciting! I did make him his favorite dinner. Chicken enchiladas, and we had his favorite dessert, banana cream pie. Yummy! Thier were a couple kinks in his day that sucked, but all in all I think he had a good day. He's the best!! Happy birthday sweetie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;September 22 is also the Autumnal Equinox. My father in law called my and told me to try and&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SNkbWBuYXqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/au2SZKy_e9A/s1600-h/eggs+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249256905911066274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SNkbWBuYXqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/au2SZKy_e9A/s320/eggs+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stand an egg on its end. Normally you can't do this, but because the sun is directly over the equator, you can actually make an egg stand on its end. I took some pictures to prove it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty cool ha?!! One of my eggs are still standing. I'm waiting to find out how long this equinox lasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-3945152309043012200?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3945152309043012200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=3945152309043012200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3945152309043012200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3945152309043012200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-september-22-was-my-sweet.html' title='Bruce&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SNkbyi3Hu2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QwaN9b1Odt4/s72-c/074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-7264166734230851362</id><published>2008-09-15T19:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:03:55.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First game of the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SM8ZtKcL6aI/AAAAAAAAALY/RFLoUA6F2r8/s1600-h/American+football%26+Benicia+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246440354597300642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SM8ZtKcL6aI/AAAAAAAAALY/RFLoUA6F2r8/s320/American+football%26+Benicia+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you're wondering where Devin is, he is #36. This was his first real game. He didn't have his best game though. He was dealing with an injury that happened earlier in the week at practice. His injury was worse after a hit he recieved in the 3rd quarter. He was in so much pain, but wanted so badly to be out on the field helping his team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His team, the Eagles was doing pretty good, considering all the penalties they got, until the 2nd half of the 3rd quarter. The teams were tied 6-6, and then all of the sudden, they started getting killed. The final score was 23-6. Ouch! Devin plays on the offense in a couple different positions, and on the defense, and the kick off team, and the punt return team. The boy doesn't get much of a break. He loves to play. I'm kinda hoping he doesn't play this week, because they're going in to downtown Oakland on Friday, and I want him to live to see his 16th birthday next year. I'm not sure I want to go and watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246443477817636450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SM8ci9V8NmI/AAAAAAAAALg/q9QIYrBn3cc/s320/American+football%26+Benicia+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here they are getting ready for the kick off. Dev. is 3rd man in from the far side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Devin is being seen by a sports Dr. so hopefully we'll get him back to normal in no time. He really enjoyed getting his back adjusted, and laying down with heat on his back, and the deep tissue massage he got on his neck and shoulders. He almost fell asleep. I should've gotten a picture of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246444452900221378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SM8dbtzvscI/AAAAAAAAALo/X_447pr-btE/s320/American+football%26+Benicia+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Devin is on the other side of 34 trying to hold him back. Go Devin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246444983670617234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SM8d6nFRNJI/AAAAAAAAALw/_xk1dgY3VyQ/s320/American+football%26+Benicia+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Devin got to come out for a little break finally. Few!! Hangin' with his buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-7264166734230851362?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7264166734230851362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=7264166734230851362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7264166734230851362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7264166734230851362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-case-youre-wondering-where-devin-is.html' title='First game of the season'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SM8ZtKcL6aI/AAAAAAAAALY/RFLoUA6F2r8/s72-c/American+football%26+Benicia+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-4411817141715808992</id><published>2008-09-03T16:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:06:35.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Payson's first day of school was on Tuesday the 2nd of September. He is growing up so fast. He is having fun playing blocks with his friend Brandon, who is also our neighbor. They had no problem being left to play together. Payson is having a lot of fun so far, as of his second day. He loves to dress up in the fireman outfits they have at the school. I'll have to get a picture of him in it one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8cCstlWdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8ZSQ2CxpRXU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241939323970214354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8cCstlWdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8ZSQ2CxpRXU/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8cCne2OBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/M-LHyKCaGpQ/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241939322566227986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8cCne2OBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/M-LHyKCaGpQ/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a handsome little guy he is. Gotta love that sweet little face.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the gang started school today, the 3rd of September. Devin was excited as ever, and the girls were a little anxious.&lt;br /&gt;Devin started his day at 5 a.m when I woke him up to get ready for seminary. Actually, when I &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8hrcg_VDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Le3Mdv_oCak/s1600-h/Photo_090308_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241945521555199026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8hrcg_VDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Le3Mdv_oCak/s320/Photo_090308_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went in to wake him up, he had already been awake for about 5 minutes. While we were down in the kitchen, me cleaning up and him eating,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8hrgeTCpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oRsTC47fKnw/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241945522617649810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8hrgeTCpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oRsTC47fKnw/s320/first+day+of+school+%2708+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley came strolling down the stairs at about 5:25. I think she was a little excited! I was then off to take Devin to seminary at about 5:45. When I got &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL9Ce3URgrI/AAAAAAAAALE/rlD2gQrkVqs/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241981589295039154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL9Ce3URgrI/AAAAAAAAALE/rlD2gQrkVqs/s320/first+day+of+school+%2708+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;home at about 6:05, I got ready to go on a bike ride with Bruce. Before I left, Celeste came down stairs. So off I went, to go try and work my butt off! Yes I'm crazy!!:D So I left the girls to get themselves ready for school. Bruce and I were gone for about an hour, and road a little over 8 miles. Ruff for me, but Bruce said his heart rate wasn't even elevated at all. What a brat. So we got home a little after 7 and by that time Lizzy &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8hr-r0T4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/jvtxzEdLIu0/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241945530727419778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8hr-r0T4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/jvtxzEdLIu0/s320/first+day+of+school+%2708+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was up and getting ready for school. It was one crazy morning for sure. Trying to get 3 girls ready for school in the morning is hard work. Boys are much easier!!!!!!! Especially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8j5EJ_r6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/IgfrbsOhIns/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947954557726626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8j5EJ_r6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/IgfrbsOhIns/s320/first+day+of+school+%2708+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when they're 15. Bruce took Ashley to school at about 7:35, and I took Celeste and Lizzy at about 8:15. At 8:45, it was just me and Payson. I took Payson and our &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL9CeywA3oI/AAAAAAAAALM/ho0K1xGivHQ/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241981588069211778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL9CeywA3oI/AAAAAAAAALM/ho0K1xGivHQ/s320/first+day+of+school+%2708+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;neighbor Brandon to school at 12:30, and then drove back to the elementary school to pick up Lizzy and Celeste at 1:15(early day for them.) After I got them we went to the mall to return some school clothes that didn't work out, and exchange some items. I treated Lizzy and Celeste to some Cold Stone ice cream. Very yummy on a hot day! After we were don there we went to pick up Payson at 3:15, and then Ashley from her friends house, and then HOME! Few! I still need to pick Devin up from football practice around 5 or 6. I think I'm suppose to make dinner somewhere in there too. I'm ready for BED! So, that was our day in a nut shell. Can't wait to do it again tomorrow, minus the mall, but possibly some other errands. Ahhhhh...what a wonderful life. I'm just afraid I'm gonna forget someone at some point in time. My brain is way on overload. 1 day down, and I don't want to think of how many more I have to go. We'll just have to take it 1 day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8j5EJ_r6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/IgfrbsOhIns/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+%2708+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-4411817141715808992?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4411817141715808992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=4411817141715808992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/4411817141715808992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/4411817141715808992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SL8cCstlWdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8ZSQ2CxpRXU/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-4537241606006922486</id><published>2008-08-27T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:32:57.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Look mom, no training wheels!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLa0qZA7ycI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/u5u_84ZhfaE/s1600-h/bike+ride1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239573856854460866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLa0qZA7ycI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/u5u_84ZhfaE/s320/bike+ride1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a big day for Lizzy. She taught herself how to ride her bike without trainging wheels. Yeah!!!!!  That's a big thing for a 6 year old. If she had to wait for me to teach her, she'd be an old lady. Haha!!! She taught herself in about 10-15 minutes. She rocks!! She was so proud of herself, and had so much fun speeding around. She was turning beautifully all by herslef. She thought she was so skilled that she decided she could wave and ride her bike at the same time. Didn't go over so well. She kinda fell &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLazxg0BwTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9ER3jLYviG0/s1600-h/Photo_082708_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239572879695266098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLazxg0BwTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9ER3jLYviG0/s320/Photo_082708_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;down. Luckily she didn't get hurt! She needed a little help from me getting up, and then she was off with both hands on the handlebars at all time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Lizzy had been riding around for awhile with our neighbors, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLazxqthayI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AF2_cg0EXHA/s1600-h/Photo_082708_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239572882352335650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLazxqthayI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AF2_cg0EXHA/s320/Photo_082708_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her friend Collin said he wanted to try and ride his bike without his traing wheels too. Nothin' like a girl doing something first to get a guy motivated. lol!! So, I took his wheels off, traing wheels that is, and in about 15-20minutes he was off. He and Lizzy had lots of fun together. Now they feel like big kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I need to get Payson a bike so he can teach himself too. &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/3171720181535031875-4537241606006922486?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4537241606006922486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=4537241606006922486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/4537241606006922486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/4537241606006922486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-mom-no-training-wheels.html' title='&quot;Look mom, no training wheels!&quot;'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLa0qZA7ycI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/u5u_84ZhfaE/s72-c/bike+ride1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-1087387269693995818</id><published>2008-08-26T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:30:32.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEVIN'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4bZ1KWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ETczFUji3hc/s1600-h/1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080417293052258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4bZ1KWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ETczFUji3hc/s320/1956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz3h4NweI/AAAAAAAAAIc/l8x0gQOZsPo/s1600-h/088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080401851236834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz3h4NweI/AAAAAAAAAIc/l8x0gQOZsPo/s320/088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz36sBN_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZaseTrlf9uE/s1600-h/516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080408510969842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz36sBN_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZaseTrlf9uE/s320/516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4Jtm8jI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XanRFx_Q954/s1600-h/808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080412544168498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4Jtm8jI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XanRFx_Q954/s320/808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my oldest baby's birthday. That's right, the big 15. WOW!!! Time sure does go by fast. It was just yesterday I was holding my baby boy in my arms. Now I couldn't if I tried. He's a little too big now. He's grown up to be such a wonderful young man. I love to watch him grow. Eventhough it's happening a little too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Devin and I went out to lunch together at Applebees. It was nice to visit with him. We had to eat fast because I needed to hurry and make it to Ashley's maze days at the junior high to get all the things done for 7th grade. Yes, she's in 7th grade this year. I had fun with her, running around crazy going to all of the different stations we needed to visit. It was nice to get a visit in with her one on one.&lt;br /&gt;I came home at about 2:30p.m. to pick up Devin and take him to football practice. After dropping him off I came home to pick up my kids from my neighbor Sondra, who watched them for me almost all day, but ended up taking Ashley with my to costco instead. I love you Sondra!! Thanks for all of your help. She also had taken my 3 youngest to Ardenwood farms in the morning to meet up with some of our other friends. What a saint! After I returned from Costco, I had Sondra send my kids and hers over to play for a little while so she could get a little relaxation time in for herself. That was the least I could do for all she did for me. I made dinner &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLT0C75ydYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0SrY56wpBuo/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080597815719298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLT0C75ydYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0SrY56wpBuo/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for my youngest 4 and was off at about 6:50p.m to go to a parents meeting for football. After that was over, Devin and I rushed home so he could eat dinner, shower, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4vtUi7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/hSB2Pfy_1_M/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080422743509938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4vtUi7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/hSB2Pfy_1_M/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have cake and ice cream   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLT0CeWQfnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0-aPVPile9w/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239080589882064498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLT0CeWQfnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0-aPVPile9w/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with our family, open his presents, and then run off to go bowling until 12:00a.m with some of his friends. So, here I am trying to stay awake while I wait for him to get home.&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great day. I got to do a little more running around than I did this time 15 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Devin was happy because he finally got a new cell phone. He's been asking for one for a long time now. He was very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Devin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-1087387269693995818?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1087387269693995818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=1087387269693995818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1087387269693995818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1087387269693995818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-15.html' title='The Big 15'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SLTz4bZ1KWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ETczFUji3hc/s72-c/1956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-7288678948528237465</id><published>2008-08-19T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:00:36.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah adventure</title><content type='html'>I guess it's been some time since my last post.  Been busy with summer!   I was going so strong at first too.  I'll try and do better.&lt;br /&gt;I got back from Utah on Sunday, after being there 6 days all by myself.  I went there to be a support to a brother of mine who was trying to get custody of his 5 kids, but things didn't go his way.  It was hard to see him go though that. &lt;br /&gt;After all of that, I got to spend time with some of my other siblings.  I stayed with my oldest brother A.J. and his wonderful wife Shelly. Thanks guys for such great hopitality!!!  They always pamper me.  I got to go shopping with Shelly, get a manicure and pedicure, and play lots of games with her, my niece Felicia, and A.J.  I went to the Salt Lake Temple with my oldest sister Leigha, and out to lunch after.  We had a nice visit.  I went out to my brother Jared's house to see his new addition to his house and visit with he and his wife Pam, and I got to go four wheeling at night with them.  On Saturday I got to go tubing down the Provo river with A.J., Shelly, Leigha and her husband Wade.  It was a lot of fun, and very beautiful.  I got a couple owiees on my arm from paddeling with my flip flops to keep me away from the sides of the river.  Now my arms are all scabbed up on the inside of my elbows.  It was worth it though.  I got to eat out a lot too. &lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun not having to do my normal mothering, cleaning, and cooking.  I need to do that more often!! :D  We shall see about that. &lt;br /&gt;My kids were well taken care of.  Bruce stayed home on Wednesday to be with the kids.  My parents flew back in from Utah Wed. night and took the youngest 3 to stay with them until Friday afternoon.  Ashley and Devin went to stay with the Westover family, who are in our ward and have a daughter that is 1 day younger than Ashley, and a son that is a couple years younger than Devin, until Friday.  On Saturday Bruce took the kids to have some fun at Quarry Lakes for the day, and then came home and made them a yummy dinner.  They always have fun when I'm not home. &lt;br /&gt;It is good to be home with all of my babies and my honey!!  I did miss them, eventhough I had a nice time.  Now I'm back to reality.  Cleaning house, cooking, and running the kids around.   Now I'm getting ready for the kids to go back to school.  I am not looking forward to getting up early.  4:50a.m comes way to quickly!!!  I'll enjoy my sleeping in time while it lasts!! :0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-7288678948528237465?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7288678948528237465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=7288678948528237465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7288678948528237465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7288678948528237465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/utah-adventure.html' title='Utah adventure'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-4716769003446781362</id><published>2008-08-04T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:01:52.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouth of Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJfpzhZcYwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p_r16dl9tTw/s1600-h/3-2008+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230906563561808642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJfpzhZcYwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p_r16dl9tTw/s320/3-2008+177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJfpocKeZAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HPqSBfBokho/s1600-h/3-2008+176.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this morning I was saying goodbye to Bruce and Payson came to the door with me.  Bruce said to Payson "what's in your mouth?" payson said "nothing", bruce "what's in your hand" puase........payson"the key to Ashley's diarhea."  Way to start out my morning.  How funny is that.  I got a good kick out of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also had a friend of mine come over with her 3 kids.  We havn't seen eachother in about 2 years.  It was fun to visit with her.  Devin and her oldest son are 2 weeks apart and have been friends since birth.  She also has a daughter that is 2 weeks older than Ashley, and her youngest is a year older than Lizzy.  My friend Rachel and I left all the kids at my house and headed off to the mall for some girl time.  It was fun!  It's nice to catch up with old friends.  We've been friends since 1st grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't very productive with house work today.  I'm sure it'll be there for me tommorow!!  Darn it!  I'm still waiting for the day when things stay clean after you do them.  Maybe not in this lifetime.  I guess I'll just keep workin' my little fingers to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-4716769003446781362?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4716769003446781362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=4716769003446781362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/4716769003446781362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/4716769003446781362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-of-mouth-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouth of Babes'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJfpzhZcYwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p_r16dl9tTw/s72-c/3-2008+177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-9207851443024316638</id><published>2008-08-01T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:27:24.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJP-s68hhFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/o5nd8NUWSf8/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229803639998088274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJP-s68hhFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/o5nd8NUWSf8/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm done with Celeste's birthday now. We had her friends over tonight to have cake and ice cream, open presents, watch a movie(College Road Trip),eat lots of goodies, paint nails, and I staightend one of the girls hair. Again... I'm slackin' on the picture thing. Luckily Ashley took some of Celeste opening her presents. I usually get a picture of all that attend the birthday party, but missed it this time! Dang it! My mind is going, going....ah heck, it's gone. So my poor middle child will never believe that I actually gave her birthday parties. :{ Whatever will I do. Maybe one of these years I'll get it right. My poor Celeste. I'm glad she puts up with me! She had a lot of fun having some girl time. Until the next birthday next month. I'm beat!! I think I'm gonna go and get some much needed sleep. I have a meeting bright and early, on a Saturday morning. Who came up with such torture anyway?! :0 Ahhhhh!!!! Nighty night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-9207851443024316638?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/9207851443024316638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=9207851443024316638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/9207851443024316638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/9207851443024316638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJP-s68hhFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/o5nd8NUWSf8/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-1197279395668497424</id><published>2008-07-31T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:46:39.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeste's 10th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCKJO6tI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mLEMGfl3Ecg/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229427971878480594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCKJO6tI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mLEMGfl3Ecg/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was Celeste's birthday. I feel like a loser mom though. I was gone most of the day trying to take care of some issues I had with an old car of ours that we gave away, but came around to haunt me, and cost me a lot of money. So I got that taken care of and then went shopping at costco to get a birthday cake, and other things. I came home and unloaded my groceries and then had to jump in the car again with all the kids and take Devin to football practice. Then I came home and put dinner in the oven. Bruce got home and I was off again to pick up one of Celeste's birthday presents and run by luckys to pick up a couple more things for her birthday. Then Celeste and Ashley were off to an Achievement day activity.&lt;br /&gt;They got to go to a concert in the park here in Fremont. They didn't get home until 9:30p.m. Then we had cake and ice cream, and she opened her presents. She thought she was all done, and then Bruce came out of the office riding on a bike that looked a little small for him, and Payson said" hey daddy, &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCq8Mw1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7xkTvGPgcMA/s1600-h/1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229427980682183506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCq8Mw1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7xkTvGPgcMA/s320/1635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;why are you riding your bike in the house?) then Celeste noticed it, and didn't get that it was for her right away. When she realized it was hers she was so excited. Bruce was my camera man, but set the camera down while he rode the bike in, so we didn't get the surprised look on her face. It was priceless! I didn't feel like such a bad mom after all. She gets to have her friend party tomorrow night. That should be fun too! Celeste loves birthdays more than anything. She talks about it forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So that about sums it up. She is such a wonderful daughter. She is a big help to me when it comes to cleaning!! She loves babies and trying to help others. I love her very much. Happy Birthday Celeste. One more double digit child. I feel sooooooooooooo....old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCRJOeeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lQ-U5C0tPLs/s1600-h/512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229427973757499874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCRJOeeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lQ-U5C0tPLs/s320/512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpDLHuBvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lxBlvEG4iOw/s1600-h/1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229427989320435442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpDLHuBvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lxBlvEG4iOw/s320/1960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-1197279395668497424?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1197279395668497424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=1197279395668497424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1197279395668497424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/1197279395668497424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/celestes-10th-birthday.html' title='Celeste&apos;s 10th Birthday'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SJKpCKJO6tI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mLEMGfl3Ecg/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-3987466203451310976</id><published>2008-07-27T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:28:34.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0ZmAofawI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4oOsoNgdPng/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227862883242568450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0ZmAofawI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4oOsoNgdPng/s200/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923582197919538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzJ3LbzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5jBF9gHbnnw/s200/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzbYeM4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/9wW5oq192tk/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923586900964226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzbYeM4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/9wW5oq192tk/s200/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeaaa!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I made it home alive. Got bitten a couple of times by masquitos. That wasn't bad considering how many times eveyone else got bit.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time at girls camp! I had 3 girls up until Wednesday night, and then my 4th arrived. I had a great group of girls. No fighting at all between them. They even let me sleep at night. I think most nights, we were asleep by 10:30p.m.(not normal for camp).&lt;br /&gt;My mornings started with my alarm going off at about 6:00a.m. If I was crazy enough I took a shower at this time when it was 53 degrees outside, and that meant the temp. around you as you showered. The showers were yucky! The water was warm if you were lucky enough to get there before everyone else, but you stood in a cold puddle of water because the drains weren't that great. Boy am I glad to be home and able to shower in my nice bathroom. I had a leaders meeting at 7 every morning, and then the day began with all the activities that were planned for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzZc8hPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wA2zO8Uy1k8/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923586382857458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzZc8hPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wA2zO8Uy1k8/s200/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1aPGuW5vI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PrZmcrm0AYY/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227933957996603122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1aPGuW5vI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PrZmcrm0AYY/s200/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI56ycNI_pI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OKI3Pzh9xq0/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228251224407080594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI56ycNI_pI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OKI3Pzh9xq0/s200/142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some of my highlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0aXzMrCbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_aghTDENmmU/s1600-h/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227863738629687730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0aXzMrCbI/AAAAAAAAADA/_aghTDENmmU/s200/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1eJbUoD4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/EsWAJXA8A9s/s1600-h/275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227938258493116290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1eJbUoD4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/EsWAJXA8A9s/s200/275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI56x7heu3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OuOVofKuHH4/s1600-h/277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228251215634021234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI56x7heu3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OuOVofKuHH4/s200/277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned how to do a whipstich&lt;/strong&gt;. (now I can sew my sons patches on his scout shirt) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned how to tie a double half hitch knot.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned how to tie a square knot.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My group took 1st place in the Amazing Race. Yipee!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm not competitive or anything.) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My group got an award for the cleanest cabain. Yeah again!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't have to cook for a week.&lt;/strong&gt; (Had to supervise my girls making breakfast 1 morning.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QywHdSyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/focEqC_7wrA/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923575286876962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QywHdSyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/focEqC_7wrA/s200/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got to be goofy all week! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0XwgUSUxI/AAAAAAAAACg/yJfqWBtUGPk/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227860864523195154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0XwgUSUxI/AAAAAAAAACg/yJfqWBtUGPk/s200/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0cPcLpYoI/AAAAAAAAADg/_k0UxxDTAWI/s1600-h/279.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227865794035671682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0cPcLpYoI/AAAAAAAAADg/_k0UxxDTAWI/s200/279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0brPkGHAI/AAAAAAAAADY/IbL5Q0yJggU/s1600-h/261.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227865172173265922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0brPkGHAI/AAAAAAAAADY/IbL5Q0yJggU/s200/261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got to go on a couple of canoe rides.&lt;br /&gt;I started a huge water fight while in a canoe with 2 of my girls from my group from last year.&lt;/strong&gt; We all ended up drenched, but had a great time laughing while we did so. I wasn't in my bathing suit eather. I was in jeans and a t-shirt. It was kinda hard walking all the way back to my cabain like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got to be with my daughter Ashley for her 1st year of camp, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0eNOYyFgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EZXkTR58WP4/s1600-h/255.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227867954996188674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0eNOYyFgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EZXkTR58WP4/s200/255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI55nJ_wRcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OkziVXHjdZs/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228249931028907458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI55nJ_wRcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OkziVXHjdZs/s200/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0d2p4txWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7kKsT_mo-qM/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227867567240889698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0d2p4txWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7kKsT_mo-qM/s200/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1F649JFDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6GpUfjkaNSQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227911620470576178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1F649JFDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6GpUfjkaNSQ/s200/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and watch her learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and grow.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0Q0MLHh6I/AAAAAAAAACY/BPwjumcyAw4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227853231254112162" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0Q0MLHh6I/AAAAAAAAACY/BPwjumcyAw4/s200/016.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0db1RQ2SI/AAAAAAAAADw/uoSkNokH6ug/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227867106440173858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0db1RQ2SI/AAAAAAAAADw/uoSkNokH6ug/s200/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had fun doing and watching the skits.&lt;/strong&gt; We did an intro skit, and a lip sinc. and a commercial we had to make up along with a newspaper, duct tape fashion show where we had to make an outfit for 1 of our girls to show off. Lots of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1aPKPr0II/AAAAAAAAAFI/O6KyHNFS9ck/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227933958941692034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1aPKPr0II/AAAAAAAAAFI/O6KyHNFS9ck/s200/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0Yu0dglhI/AAAAAAAAACo/qMJ3f-3xc7A/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227861935082477074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0Yu0dglhI/AAAAAAAAACo/qMJ3f-3xc7A/s200/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went on a hike that was only about 6-7 miles long.&lt;/strong&gt; We got to see about 3 different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzGuLI0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/dM6TwgHtal0/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923581354844994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1QzGuLI0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/dM6TwgHtal0/s200/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1aO2dE7PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/x65axC8KFGU/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227933953629154546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1aO2dE7PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/x65axC8KFGU/s200/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lakes while we were out. The views weren't as good as they could've been because of the smoke from all of the fires, but I still enjoyed what there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there is much more I could share, but I'm not. I don't need everyone going to sleep on me. I'm just glad I'm done with camp for this year. I need to catch up on some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wD5sCJrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3-RiTdrkW6M/s1600-h/3-2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227957954774443698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wD5sCJrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3-RiTdrkW6M/s200/3-2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wEU_7UlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uCvdqCrUIbA/s1600-h/3-2008+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227957962105639506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wEU_7UlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uCvdqCrUIbA/s200/3-2008+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wEy48ypI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dEVuXW_eobM/s1600-h/3-2008+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227957970129439378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wEy48ypI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dEVuXW_eobM/s200/3-2008+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was gone, Bruce took the week off and stayed home with Devin, Celeste, Lizzy and Payson until Wed. He then took all but Devin to my parents house, where they stayed until Saturday afternoon. Bruce and Devin left early Thursday morning (4:45a.m.) to go on an adventure together hiking to the minarets, which is near mamoth mountain, which is below Yosemite. They didn't know what they were in for though. The hike started out pretty normal until about halfway in and then they came to what is known as a class 2 trail. That means that there is pretty much no trail and it's very steep, very rough terrain, and there was snow on the ground. Pretty scary for them, and a lot more work than they thought they were going to get. They ended up comming home earlier than they planned. They were both beat!!!! It was a nice surprise for me though, as I thought that I wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; get to see them until late Saturday night. Bruce even went down and picked up the kids for me. We ended up getting home at the same time. It was great to see my honey and my babies. I missed all of the hugs and kisses!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Again, I am sooooooooooooooooo...... happy to be home with my family, even if I have to deal with all of the bickering between my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wFOGre3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/MynhO_8is4g/s1600-h/3-2008+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227957977434782578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wFOGre3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/MynhO_8is4g/s200/3-2008+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wFmZSLzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WRv2bEvCZPM/s1600-h/3-2008+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227957983955267378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1wFmZSLzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WRv2bEvCZPM/s200/3-2008+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1xOKR2wOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Rze4Z_wfNt4/s1600-h/3-2008+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227959230538367202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1xOKR2wOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Rze4Z_wfNt4/s200/3-2008+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1xP88VWZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/21P-MN3xD8k/s1600-h/3-2008+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227959261318175122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1xP88VWZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/21P-MN3xD8k/s200/3-2008+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1xyKij-uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/lEOkx7YzLzQ/s1600-h/3-2008+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227959849083730658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI1xyKij-uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/lEOkx7YzLzQ/s200/3-2008+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-3987466203451310976?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3987466203451310976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=3987466203451310976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3987466203451310976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3987466203451310976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-camp.html' title='Girls camp'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SI0ZmAofawI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4oOsoNgdPng/s72-c/117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-6053066216483804142</id><published>2008-07-18T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:16:40.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindas visit</title><content type='html'>Today I stayed in bed a little longer than usual. I think I got up at about 11ish. I got up and gave Payson a much needed hair cut. He looks so cute. Nice and short. He looks like he could be in the military! I went over to our neighbors (the Willyerds) to visit with Sondra for a bit. She let me use her computer to try and find something to put on the camp shirts for my group. I kinda found something, but wasn't for sure if I wanted to use it or not. I came home and showered myself. Much needed!:) Linda Smith gave me a call to see when her and the boys, minus Dallin, could come over. They got here around 1:40p.m. The kids got settled down, we chatted for a while trying to catch up, and then went to grab some lunch before she had to leave. It was a great visit. She lives in Pleasanton and we don't get to see or talk to each other much because of the crazy lives we both live. Having 11 kids between us doesn't make it any easier either.&lt;br /&gt;Celeste had her friend Julian over to play for a couple of hours, and then they went to Julians house after the Smith's left. Ashley went with her. Then Payson and Lizzy went over to the Willyerds to play with Collin and Brandon and Gabe who was visiting the Willyerds. Then Bruce took Devin to football about 15 minutes later, leaving me with a few minutes of quiet time. Yeah for me!:) So I sat down at the computer trying to work on the camp shirts some more.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's something funny. Well not really...but after waiting hours yesterday for my computer to import 53,000 pics. I found out that I didn't need to do that. So much for staying up late. I found the piece of paper that tells you what to do. That would have been nice to have had last night! So, it made my life a lot easier today, while working with the program. Woooooooo........... Now it's 12:48 and I finally found something to put on the shirts. I'll take a picture when I'm all done, and post it for those who care. Not exactly what I set out to look for...but I think it's cute anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Devin got to babysit for the Willyerds tonight for a couple of hours. His first real babysitting job. He sounded like he had fun with the kids before putting them to bed. He said he marched around their room with them singing, and dancing and then read them some stories. I bet Maddie was so exited to have Devin over. She is 2 and has a SUPER BIG CRUSH on him. She brings him flowers all the time. She smiles at him, bats her eye lashes and say goodbye Devin, whenever she leaves our house. It's the cutes thing ever. We love Maddie.&lt;br /&gt;So that about sums it up for my day. I think that's most of what happend today. If not....well that's the way it goes. My brain works on it's own terms. What can I do?! I'm gonna go hit the sack. Till we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-6053066216483804142?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6053066216483804142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=6053066216483804142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/6053066216483804142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/6053066216483804142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/lindas-visit.html' title='Lindas visit'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-7707673352070870206</id><published>2008-07-17T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:59:10.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, here I am again, up late. I'm trying to get things ready for girls camp. I leave on Monday morning bright and early, so there's not much time left to squeeze in all I need to do. I am trying to get shirts made for my group of girls. Our group is called the country bumpkins. I have been trying to find a picture for our shirts for the past week or so and have had no luck. Aahhh...so I went to best buy today to get a clip art kind of a thing to see if I might have better luck. Well... now I'm sitting up waiting for the 1.5 million pictures to get uploaded on to my computer. It's only on the 6,128th picture so far and moving slower than I'd like. I better be able to find what I'm looking for after all this! So while I've been waiting, I've had my bowl of ice cream, I love ice cream, watched some of "So you think you can dance", and cleaned up my kitchen. Trying to find more to do to keep me awake, so here I am blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8HXWtX4BI/AAAAAAAAACI/-WyqDasfTQ8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223902190587338770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8HXWtX4BI/AAAAAAAAACI/-WyqDasfTQ8/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8I5QMTnuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/pDao4Za8e-c/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223903872465215202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8I5QMTnuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/pDao4Za8e-c/s200/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know it's well past the 4th of July, but I just started my blog, so&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH76p_-BY_I/AAAAAAAAABY/VmCm8hGtqSY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223888217249506290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH76p_-BY_I/AAAAAAAAABY/VmCm8hGtqSY/s320/009.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll share a little of what we did. I took the kids to the 4th of July parade here in Fremont for the first time since we've lived here in 12 years. We met up with our good friends the McGlothins, who have 5 kids also. We had fun hanging out and watching all that was in our parade. There were a lot of old cars, bands, and boy scouts. My favorite part was the bag pipers! There was a cool pirate ship, and all of the crew was dressed for the part perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that was over, we went home to get ready for our church picnic. There was a great turn out. Lots of food and fun. The kids got to launch rockets, which were made out of 2 liter bottles, and filled with water. That was a hit. I even got to play a little softball, though it didn't feel very soft when I stopped it with my shin. Ouch! I still have a big bump from it. I learned to use my glove the next time it came my way, that's for sure. :) The kids had fun running around with their friends having water fights, climbing trees, playing softball, and entering watermelon contests. Bruce and I had fun visiting with friends and watching our children from a distance. Ashley and Celeste got to go with some friends to Livermore to watch the fireworks while Bruce, Devin, Lizzy, Payson and myself stayed home. I took the little 2 on our porch roof to watch the fireworks being set off around the bay area. Devin joined us for a bit and then went over to his friends house for a while. It was a fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH76p_-BY_I/AAAAAAAAABY/VmCm8hGtqSY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH78PTxJeOI/AAAAAAAAABw/rxRcEjtf-Qc/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223889957731006690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH78PTxJeOI/AAAAAAAAABw/rxRcEjtf-Qc/s200/074.JPG" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH77hXyDxHI/AAAAAAAAABg/wHe7u1FKTuQ/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223889168534586482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="135" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH77hXyDxHI/AAAAAAAAABg/wHe7u1FKTuQ/s200/052.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223889541107898690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="139" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH773DudWUI/AAAAAAAAABo/spHUbvj83rk/s200/077.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-7707673352070870206?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7707673352070870206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=7707673352070870206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7707673352070870206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/7707673352070870206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-night.html' title='Long Night'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8HXWtX4BI/AAAAAAAAACI/-WyqDasfTQ8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-3955639868964117678</id><published>2008-07-16T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:38:38.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8Eq5kmZKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hKkbb1CRM18/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223899227828413602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8Eq5kmZKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hKkbb1CRM18/s200/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8E02lokxI/AAAAAAAAACA/5CnVrW-3GE0/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223899398826136338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8E02lokxI/AAAAAAAAACA/5CnVrW-3GE0/s200/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ashley got to sing in the talent show this past school year. She sang Leave the pieces by the Wreckers. Country song for those of you who don't know who the Wreckers are. She did a great job for her first time singing solo in front of a lot of people she didn't know.&lt;/span&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/3171720181535031875-3955639868964117678?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3955639868964117678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=3955639868964117678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3955639868964117678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/3955639868964117678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/ashley-got-to-sing-in-talent-show-this.html' title='Talent Show'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/SH8Eq5kmZKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hKkbb1CRM18/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3171720181535031875.post-8395030819448503332</id><published>2008-07-15T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:09:44.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O.K.  Here I go.  I've got a lot of freinds who are blogging so I thought I'd give it a try.  After all, we have a lot of things happening around our home to talk about.  They may not be super exciting to most, but they're happening!  We are smack in the middle of summer.  I must admit that it has been nice getting to sleep in when I want to, or at least stay in bed longer than usual.  During school I don't get that opportunity.  There has been quite a bit more noise though, and that is still taking some getting used to.  I am enjoying not having to deal with all of the homework, and being in the car all day.  Especially with gas costing what it does.  The kids and I have just been hanging out around the house mostly.  It's nice to have a little more help with cleaning up around the house.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devin just got back from a week at scout camp.  He had a great time.  Bruce got to go with him for the first couple of days.  Devin was the senior patrol leader.  He went to meetings every morning to find out what was going on for the day, and then took that info. to his troop, and made sure all went well with them.  He completed 3 merit badges while he was there.  Way to go Devin.  It's nice to have him home now.   &lt;br /&gt;Ashley and I will be off to girls camp on Monday July 21.  This will be her first year.  She seems very exited.  It will be fun to see her experiance camp for the first time!  She has had time to play with freinds, and go swimming a few times this summer.  She was a big help to me while Devin was gone to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Celeste is hanging out with Lizzy and Payson trying to keep them busy.  She has had some play dates with her freinds too. &lt;br /&gt;Lizzy and Payson run around the house chasing each other a lot.  They love to play outside and jump on the trampoline together.  Lizzy draws pictures once in a while and likes to do some school work her teacher gave her at the end of school.  Payson watches her and learns a little too.&lt;br /&gt;Bruce is still working hard.  He is having fun with the scouts, and loves to go on campouts with them.  He's a great scout master!  It's fun for him to be able to work with Devin. &lt;br /&gt;All in all, everything is going well.  I will try my best to keep this blog updated.  Only as time allows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3171720181535031875-8395030819448503332?l=brackettclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8395030819448503332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3171720181535031875&amp;postID=8395030819448503332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/8395030819448503332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3171720181535031875/posts/default/8395030819448503332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brackettclan.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-try.html' title='First Try'/><author><name>Brackett Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12658659446646257230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAbWLu7P4eQ/S1CtIjQGs1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/z4QncZt7vlE/S220/4x6-5610.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
