<?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-6671227205304551909</id><updated>2012-02-02T19:03:54.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-6987283555600458969</id><published>2011-03-11T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:45:50.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free food!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if anyone even reads this anymore, because I'm so awesome at keeping up on it!  But, oh well.  I just wanted to tell anyone who is interested in food storage about this awesome opportunity.  Especially since food prices are going crazy!  Go to www.preparetoday4tomorrow.myefoods.com. And get FREE food!  They have awesome food that has a 15 year shelf life.  It's healthy and no preservatives.  Everything we have tried we have loved.  It's my kind of food storage... add water.  The cool thing about it is, there is also an opportunity to make money while building it up too.  Yes, it's basically a MLM, but who doesn't spend money on food every month?  Long story short, my brother made over $800 his first month, and already has more than a 6 month supply.  It's at least worth a look, and like I said, it really does taste great!  Try the free stuff and see:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-6987283555600458969?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6987283555600458969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6987283555600458969' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6987283555600458969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6987283555600458969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2011/03/free-food.html' title='Free food!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1884301243505507987</id><published>2010-07-11T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:11:22.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to remember how to do this!</title><content type='html'>The last year and a half has been a whirl wind.  Building our house was trying times, but we made it through the ordeal and now live in my dream home.  Then... if you know me well you know that I love to play with hair and if you know me really well, then I've probably talked you into letting me cut or color your hair.  So, a couple of months after we moved into our house I decided that it was my turn for a huge project and I started Cosmetology School. Life is NUTTY!!!!  I am pooped all of the time.  I have 4 months left and Paul is building me the cutest little salon you ever did see in my house.  I'm so excited, I've always wanted to do this and I'm going to go ahead and toot my own horn and say I ROCK AT THIS!!!  It's so fun and I've met some awesome friends, but I'm really looking forward to being done with school and for my life to get back to normal- and not have a test every Friday.  So that's what is going on right now and my excuse for mot keeping up on the blog.  Really I was just seeing if I could remember how to do it.  Sometime, I don't know when I will post pictures of my new house, you can see some of it in Averie's 3rd b-day post that I just finished.  It's not 100% finished but...someday I'll have my back splash maybe after the salon?  No pressure Paul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1884301243505507987?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1884301243505507987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1884301243505507987' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1884301243505507987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1884301243505507987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2010/07/trying-to-remember-how-to-do-this.html' title='Trying to remember how to do this!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-7994922726302357796</id><published>2010-07-11T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:53:16.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Averie's 3rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAnsKNilI/AAAAAAAAAqI/tX6SNRN-4bg/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+005.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAnsKNilI/AAAAAAAAAqI/tX6SNRN-4bg/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492844114888985170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For her 3rd birthday, Averie wanted a rock-n-roll pizza party.  I'm not sure how she came up with it but we went with it.  It was so fun.  We had a Guitar Hero competition, an Air Guitar competition, of course pizza, and a record pinata.  Averie is such a big girl and she makes us laugh everyday with funny things she comes up with.  The other day she wanted to sleep in our bed and Paul told her no.  She told him that if you love someone then you let them sleep in your bed! She was dead serious too.  She slept in our bed.  We love our Avers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAdMVgCNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/3e8To9qWBTI/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAdMVgCNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/3e8To9qWBTI/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843934547708114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       The Cake (yes Paul made it, not me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAMqRywtI/AAAAAAAAAp4/fAuQkeZypEI/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAMqRywtI/AAAAAAAAAp4/fAuQkeZypEI/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843650527445714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       The Decor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp__3nETPI/AAAAAAAAApw/PAmCLmpOVjI/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+009.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp__3nETPI/AAAAAAAAApw/PAmCLmpOVjI/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843430768037106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Cool aunts and uncles that dressed up for the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_3LhIsII/AAAAAAAAApo/iIeKjXDmKBA/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_3LhIsII/AAAAAAAAApo/iIeKjXDmKBA/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843281493045378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_p9CxnaI/AAAAAAAAApg/BcqhwOCQSxA/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_p9CxnaI/AAAAAAAAApg/BcqhwOCQSxA/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843054269308322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_cgqlt2I/AAAAAAAAApY/jEXTCZhzkTs/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+019.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_cgqlt2I/AAAAAAAAApY/jEXTCZhzkTs/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492842823313373026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Guitar Hero Competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_F0JYA4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/HJ5XeydjJ9M/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+024.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp_F0JYA4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/HJ5XeydjJ9M/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492842433405780866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp-298wNiI/AAAAAAAAApI/RLpoohCgwoQ/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+026.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp-298wNiI/AAAAAAAAApI/RLpoohCgwoQ/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492842178339157538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp-kp7mT8I/AAAAAAAAApA/a2_38WkIMrM/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp-kp7mT8I/AAAAAAAAApA/a2_38WkIMrM/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492841863727960002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp-XJaAEHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5mHTDDIj6PE/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp-XJaAEHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5mHTDDIj6PE/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492841631658807410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Air guitar competition-no that's not Brett Michaels that's me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp97kdOoiI/AAAAAAAAAow/S3w94NJrMf0/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp97kdOoiI/AAAAAAAAAow/S3w94NJrMf0/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492841157883765282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         The Pinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp6e0njqEI/AAAAAAAAAog/Qlagzx9lAA4/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+043.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDp6e0njqEI/AAAAAAAAAog/Qlagzx9lAA4/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492837365470963778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Grandpa jammin on his air guitar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-7994922726302357796?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7994922726302357796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=7994922726302357796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7994922726302357796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7994922726302357796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2010/07/averies-3rd-birthday.html' title='Averie&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/TDqAnsKNilI/AAAAAAAAAqI/tX6SNRN-4bg/s72-c/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-358503401883682585</id><published>2009-09-04T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:05:40.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggin Loser!</title><content type='html'>Holy moly, it's been so long I almost couldn't remember my password!  Here's my excuse... Our house has been taking all our time, thoughts, efforts- you name it, it has to do with the house.  Every spare second we have we are doing something for or at the house.  It's almost complete!!!  Wa-hoo!  Just a couple of weeks.  Then it will take me another year to move in!  Then, I am going to take 3 days straight and catch up on my bloggin.  There I said it, so now I have to.  There is much to report and lots of things I want to remember, so all of you hold me to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-358503401883682585?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/358503401883682585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=358503401883682585' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/358503401883682585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/358503401883682585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggin-loser.html' title='Bloggin Loser!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-6264209250096996410</id><published>2009-04-09T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:23:30.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter Every-bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/Sd48vrONZ_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/85uJOwDqUO8/s1600-h/averie+bunny+007.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/Sd48vrONZ_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/85uJOwDqUO8/s320/averie+bunny+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758599352346610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are wishing (really hard) that you all have a very happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/Sd48kdS055I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1ospXrqsob8/s1600-h/averie+bunny+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/Sd48kdS055I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1ospXrqsob8/s320/averie+bunny+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758406635054994" 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/6671227205304551909-6264209250096996410?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6264209250096996410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6264209250096996410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6264209250096996410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6264209250096996410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-every-bunny.html' title='Happy Easter Every-bunny'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/Sd48vrONZ_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/85uJOwDqUO8/s72-c/averie+bunny+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8750921190641018446</id><published>2009-02-26T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:28:48.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Me!!!</title><content type='html'>Averie is officially potty trained!  I decided to try on Monday and she just got it.  Hmm, maybe I should have tried sooner, oh well.  Now when ever she sits on the potty she says, "Get out Mom!  I need pribacy."  I guess now that she's a big girl she's a little more private about her privates.  Or in her case, pribates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-8750921190641018446?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8750921190641018446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8750921190641018446' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8750921190641018446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8750921190641018446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah-me.html' title='Yeah Me!!!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-430525393290773225</id><published>2009-02-06T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:30:25.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>Another lesson learned from my favorite, tiny teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing the overfull cart out the doors of Wal-Mart with a kid on each side holding on, they start chanting, "GO FAST OUTSIDE! GO FAST OUTSIDE!"  This is a grocery store (or any store with shopping carts) ritual; we go fast outside.  We've done this a million times, but today it hit me.  As I'm running as fast as I dare with my 300lb. cart, the looks of excitement on their faces and their high-pitched screams and giggles taught me my lesson.  To get to my excitement equivalency would for sure have to be a roller coaster, a BIG roller coaster.  Why can't I just stop, get out of "survival mode" and enjoy life's simple pleasures?  It made me stop and think of the little things that bring my girls ecstatic joy.  For instance;&lt;br /&gt;* a band-aid, ooh and especially if it's colorful- WOW! That's exciting!&lt;br /&gt;*pushing the button to open the microwave.  My excitement equivalency; pushing the button to launch the space shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;*Picking out a worthless toy at the $1 store.  My excitement equivalency; picking out my new (not off the clearance rack) shoes.&lt;br /&gt;*a few chocolate chips.  My, I'm going to call it E.E. (excitement equivalency) so I don't have to keep typing it, is the whole bag of the expensive chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;*Playing in a big bowl of suds (desperate times call for desperate measures).  My E.E.; I don't know, swimming with the dolphins maybe?&lt;br /&gt;* a sleep over.  My E.E.; my honeymoon. &lt;br /&gt;* a 25 cent ice cream cone.  My E.E; dinner, a movie, and then a BIG ice cream cone.&lt;br /&gt;* glitter.  My E.E.; diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;A few more pleasures; riding in Daddy's truck, going out to get the mail (big fights over who's turn it is), A great big box, like the one the swing set came in.  It got more use than the actual swing set.  Sleeping in Mom and Dad's bed, going to Grandma and Grandpa's house, stickers, play-doh, ringing the doorbell, mopping the floor and washing the dishes (that won't last long). I could go on and on, and I have, but my point is (I think) that this isn't going to last forever.  Pretty soon they'll be saying, "I don't care", "why do I have to mop", "It's not my turn to get the mail", "I'm not riding in the cart, that's for babies!" Most of the time I'm in the mood where, I don't want the play-doh out because it's messy, or I'll say that they don't need a band-aid unless they're bleeding. Seriously!  What is a few cents on a stupid band-aid that will make their day?  Or, I'm famous for saying, "no, let me do it, it's faster."  Where's the fire?  Why do I need the floor mopped at warp speed, when I KNOW that using the Swiffer Wet Jet would be the talk of the 2nd grade for a week!  Sometimes I get frustrated because I feel like I have to do everything for everyone, but how long will it be before they don't need me at all? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned from my favorite, tiny teachers. Slow down, relax, and enjoy life's simple pleasures.  And most importantly, enjoy every bit of every stage my children are in (minus poopy diapers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky and blessed to have these precious little girls.  I learn from them everyday about the person I should be.  Please pray for me that I won't fail them,  they deserve the best.  I hope they NEVER stop enjoying life and it's simple pleasures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-430525393290773225?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/430525393290773225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=430525393290773225' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/430525393290773225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/430525393290773225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-lesson-learned-from-my-favorite.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8782265727255651726</id><published>2009-02-06T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:22:39.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SYxz4QSAc7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/K6-w3chRz88/s1600-h/100_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SYxz4QSAc7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/K6-w3chRz88/s320/100_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299738271788594098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maycie and her handsome cousins, Reece and Konnor, all ready for the school program.  They all three had a part in the program, which is sort of funny because only about two kids from every grade had parts.  I asked Maycie why she thought that they gave her a part, she said, "I think they just wanted someone who isn't afraid of talking a lot."  She's probably right.  She IS a talker!  BTW, it was around Christmas time, thus the Christmas tree.  No it's not up still up in February.  Double click the picture to see how cute they all are!!!  They're so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-8782265727255651726?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8782265727255651726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8782265727255651726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8782265727255651726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8782265727255651726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/maycie-and-her-handsome-cousins-reece.html' title=''/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SYxz4QSAc7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/K6-w3chRz88/s72-c/100_1149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8508796564778447705</id><published>2009-01-08T13:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:36:28.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxUAytvBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Wp0NYP1TnSo/s1600-h/2008templesquare+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxUAytvBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Wp0NYP1TnSo/s320/2008templesquare+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039401017261074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the girls to Temple Square to see the lights and attempt to freeze to death.  Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxM4tIg_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/paui4mOf_aU/s1600-h/2008templesquare+008.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxM4tIg_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/paui4mOf_aU/s320/2008templesquare+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039278587282418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my favorite little ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxFqDemFI/AAAAAAAAAms/U30r7C5Ryiw/s1600-h/2008templesquare+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxFqDemFI/AAAAAAAAAms/U30r7C5Ryiw/s320/2008templesquare+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039154395387986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZw9RW33UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GjUqg2gXd24/s1600-h/2008templesquare+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZw9RW33UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GjUqg2gXd24/s320/2008templesquare+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039010326895938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to UT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZw2D-HGCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/GPomv5W-hwc/s1600-h/2008templesquare+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZw2D-HGCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/GPomv5W-hwc/s320/2008templesquare+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289038886474291234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOPS!  Wrong picture.  Oh well, it's nice enough:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-8508796564778447705?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8508796564778447705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8508796564778447705' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8508796564778447705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8508796564778447705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/temple-square.html' title='Temple Square'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZxUAytvBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Wp0NYP1TnSo/s72-c/2008templesquare+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-5677741831858222319</id><published>2009-01-08T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:29:48.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZu5jMQ-uI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Gn9ZWO0pNb8/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+100.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZu5jMQ-uI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Gn9ZWO0pNb8/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036747371510498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep!  We are officially the meanest parents on the planet.  We locked our kids upstairs so they would remember to wake us up first.  I look forward to seeing their faces on Christmas morning all year!!!!  The anticipation was killing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZuyCbDh6I/AAAAAAAAAmM/SUxy9cJQ2qs/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+106.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZuyCbDh6I/AAAAAAAAAmM/SUxy9cJQ2qs/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036618316089250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZup-MH0jI/AAAAAAAAAmE/bkvpn7hFEBA/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+107.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZup-MH0jI/AAAAAAAAAmE/bkvpn7hFEBA/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036479740760626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZuhhdSWnI/AAAAAAAAAl8/jiGpAPaBGJk/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZuhhdSWnI/AAAAAAAAAl8/jiGpAPaBGJk/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036334589172338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ave's started going "oo oo ah ah, oo oo ah ah" and jumped around the whole house.  (For you that don't have small children, this is Boots the Monkey)  OO OO AH AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZuX5ZitgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/oQEZhnqpsIM/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZuX5ZitgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/oQEZhnqpsIM/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036169217226242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZsEdLlbBI/AAAAAAAAAls/-5P4ig0lnrY/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+123.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZsEdLlbBI/AAAAAAAAAls/-5P4ig0lnrY/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033636201720850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZr9Ih2yoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/73Jyy34Gehw/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+161.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZr9Ih2yoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/73Jyy34Gehw/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033510398904962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new Pink Vacuum!  Santa thought that since the girls like to vacuum so much, maybe they should have one of their own more their size.  I think that was a very good idea Santa had:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZr03hSkHI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZPNl8ALxVcw/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZr03hSkHI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZPNl8ALxVcw/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033368394174578" 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/6671227205304551909-5677741831858222319?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5677741831858222319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=5677741831858222319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5677741831858222319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5677741831858222319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZu5jMQ-uI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Gn9ZWO0pNb8/s72-c/2008christmas,snow,play+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3795292986889788361</id><published>2009-01-08T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:08:55.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZrX-Y8_RI/AAAAAAAAAlU/B7ZraKfdM78/s1600-h/house+av,jess+007.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZrX-Y8_RI/AAAAAAAAAlU/B7ZraKfdM78/s320/house+av,jess+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289032872022048018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I should throw in an update on our house.  It's so cute!  I'm getting really excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-3795292986889788361?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3795292986889788361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3795292986889788361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3795292986889788361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3795292986889788361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/house-progress.html' title='House Progress'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWZrX-Y8_RI/AAAAAAAAAlU/B7ZraKfdM78/s72-c/house+av,jess+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-2978704207371012824</id><published>2009-01-07T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:56:45.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbm72viEI/AAAAAAAAAlM/h2Xbykyuleo/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbm72viEI/AAAAAAAAAlM/h2Xbykyuleo/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734061876971586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When Santa asked Averie what she wanted him to bring her, she lifted up her hands and said "a pwesent."  I said how about Boots the Monkey?  Then she rattled off; I want Boots, Dowa, Diego, Backpack, Jaguar, and Baby Dino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbfJD5B5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/C8wgfAzrGLY/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbfJD5B5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/C8wgfAzrGLY/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733927982827410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbXWqogmI/AAAAAAAAAk8/qX0xWFSC0f0/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbXWqogmI/AAAAAAAAAk8/qX0xWFSC0f0/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733794196030050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie's request was simple and sweet...Pixo's.  That's all, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbRcFE7PI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NlIRGkovhu4/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbRcFE7PI/AAAAAAAAAk0/NlIRGkovhu4/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733692569906418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maycie is getting older.  She wanted an MP3 player that plays videos, and a Password Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbKbddSKI/AAAAAAAAAks/RrCiHCHvPSQ/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbKbddSKI/AAAAAAAAAks/RrCiHCHvPSQ/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733572144646306" 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/6671227205304551909-2978704207371012824?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2978704207371012824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=2978704207371012824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2978704207371012824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2978704207371012824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVbm72viEI/AAAAAAAAAlM/h2Xbykyuleo/s72-c/2008christmas,snow,play+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-7378600835047592374</id><published>2009-01-07T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:00:35.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Grammy's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVan36rJrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/A-gm4EnwF7c/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVan36rJrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/A-gm4EnwF7c/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732978487961266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaYVS69zI/AAAAAAAAAkU/N2LE_jbTW8k/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+147.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaYVS69zI/AAAAAAAAAkU/N2LE_jbTW8k/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732711496382258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maycie and Ashley checking out Ellie's new Hannah Montana doll.  (BTW, I'm so happy that with this Christmas alone my family has collaboratively paid for Miley Cyrus's tuition to the college of her choice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaRDEc4yI/AAAAAAAAAkM/LWkZIXqpWmU/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+144.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaRDEc4yI/AAAAAAAAAkM/LWkZIXqpWmU/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732586344768290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaHxb6rYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FlpWohaNxpM/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaHxb6rYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FlpWohaNxpM/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732426992528770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older kids waiting for the young'ins to finish opening their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaAJ1AZkI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jCDEoBIdBoQ/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+132.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVaAJ1AZkI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jCDEoBIdBoQ/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732296101258818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVZ2CzB4JI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ofxDVQ6nJzU/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVZ2CzB4JI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ofxDVQ6nJzU/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732122415227026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do my best at telling this right.  When my Mom and Dad were young parents, in college, and dirt poor my Dad had to sell his beloved (something something) Savage or something or other gun.  He seemed to be bringing it up to my bro. Brad a lot how he wished so badly that he would have found another way and not had to sell his gun.  So, being the amazing dude that Brad is, he searched and searched for months to find the exact gun.  Amazingly enough he found it in UT at the same time Paul and I were visiting there and we were able to pick it up.  These pictures don't do the moment justice when Dad opened his gun and said, "OH MY HECK!  It's my (something something) Savage something."  I think he even teared up a bit and all night he kept saying how special the gift was, and that he just couldn't believe he found it.  It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVZqjQpY1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/w2ZTjF8Gvt4/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+127.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVZqjQpY1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/w2ZTjF8Gvt4/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288731924970955602" 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/6671227205304551909-7378600835047592374?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7378600835047592374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=7378600835047592374' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7378600835047592374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7378600835047592374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-at-grammys-house.html' title='Christmas at Grammy&apos;s House'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVan36rJrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/A-gm4EnwF7c/s72-c/2008christmas,snow,play+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3110876383548862002</id><published>2009-01-07T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:18:54.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our (extremely) White Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVUmHWoKhI/AAAAAAAAAjk/E9ltrQsfMUY/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+059.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVUmHWoKhI/AAAAAAAAAjk/E9ltrQsfMUY/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288726351202232850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVULTGJHXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/I57etS4UYZA/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVULTGJHXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/I57etS4UYZA/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725890497846642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVT_4OAixI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FNopwUJfZAw/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+050.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVT_4OAixI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FNopwUJfZAw/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725694304520978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runnin and Jumpin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVTmjIghdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/QMKA6yhoHPQ/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVTmjIghdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/QMKA6yhoHPQ/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725259147576786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVTe6YBGPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dwTcFZus398/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+061.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVTe6YBGPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dwTcFZus398/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725127947688178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually hilarious.  I just have to write it so I don't forget.  Averie packed a snowball and attempted to throw it at Maycie while they were sitting there.  I still can't figure out how she did it, but she threw it perfectly in her own face:)  I laughed a minute before I went to help her, I'm such a jerk mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVS_NW1fpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zo0BAAIxlp4/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVS_NW1fpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zo0BAAIxlp4/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288724583287193234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to truck through the deep, deep snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVS4NrDCTI/AAAAAAAAAis/o5V-lwz921g/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+068.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVS4NrDCTI/AAAAAAAAAis/o5V-lwz921g/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288724463112882482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVSs1Bwv-I/AAAAAAAAAik/srWYm_skyHE/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+057.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVSs1Bwv-I/AAAAAAAAAik/srWYm_skyHE/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288724267518705634" 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/6671227205304551909-3110876383548862002?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3110876383548862002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3110876383548862002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3110876383548862002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3110876383548862002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-extremely-white-christmas.html' title='Our (extremely) White Christmas'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SWVUmHWoKhI/AAAAAAAAAjk/E9ltrQsfMUY/s72-c/2008christmas,snow,play+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8838485773660629344</id><published>2008-12-05T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:40:04.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 11th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Eleven years ago today, my feet were killing me, my hair was plastered with hairspray (probably bullet proof), I was freezing my butt off, but... I got to be sealed to the man I love forever!  Paul still teases me because I was so nervous that day and when I said "yes" I had a frog in my throat.  I sounded just like the albino in "the pit of despair" (The Princess Bride) when I spoke.  I guess it didn't matter though, it worked!  And here we are 11 years later, and he is still the one I want to be with (good thing).  I'd rather hang out with Paul than with anyone else.  There could NEVER be a more perfect fit for me.  No one else would have the patience.  I'm not going to lie...I am emotionally HIGH MAINTENANCE!   If I could graph my emotions it would probably look something like the "Wicked" roller coaster.  Paul is so patient and understanding.  Now I'm not going to go on, and on, and on about how he's the bomb, and how awesome he is at EVERYTHING, and how talented he is on so many different levels, or how smart he is and is such a hard worker, and what an excellent father he is to my little girls, no, no, no, I won't do that!  I'm just going to say how happy I am to be married to such a wonderful person who makes me want to be a better person.  And, if I had it all to do over again, I would definitely say&lt;br /&gt;"YhhES" all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat + Paul = Love 4 ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-8838485773660629344?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8838485773660629344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8838485773660629344' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8838485773660629344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8838485773660629344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-11th-anniversary.html' title='Our 11th Anniversary'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-6737996672961369821</id><published>2008-12-01T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:47:54.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few things I don't want to forget...</title><content type='html'>Daddy:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Averie&lt;/span&gt;, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Averie&lt;/span&gt;:  Daddy, I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gowd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fishies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy:  Do you love your daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Averie&lt;/span&gt;:  Yep, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy:  How much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Averie&lt;/span&gt;:  Um, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yike&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;basebaw&lt;/span&gt; game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much that is exactly, but it must mean a lot.  It made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know you live in the sticks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When on your way to church your 7 year old daughter bursts out laughing and pointing.  "That is the funniest thing I've ever seen!  That cow was trying to give that other cow a piggy back ride!"&lt;br /&gt;Good times:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie is trying out some new "cool" words and gestures lately.  She'll say, "OH SNAP!"  I can't find my shoes, or whatever else seems to be a big deal to her.  And now when she gets done with a sentence she'll point to her eyes and then to mine (like Doug Focker on Meet the Parents).  I'm not sure if she's trying to be funny or if she is really going to be watching me at all times.  She's pretty serious about it though.  I just shake my head yes, like I understand completely.&lt;br /&gt;AHH, things to remember:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-6737996672961369821?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6737996672961369821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6737996672961369821' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6737996672961369821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6737996672961369821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-things-i-dont-want-to-forget.html' title='a few things I don&apos;t want to forget...'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-7407476341546831824</id><published>2008-11-21T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:53:32.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Retro Day for May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSc4BjB1pfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VsHzr6tEAIg/s1600-h/retro+maycie+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSc4BjB1pfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VsHzr6tEAIg/s320/retro+maycie+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271243488094430706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to admit that I had a little too much fun getting her ready today.  I almost ratted my bangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSc2JhRivgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/jXisUQjzbQU/s1600-h/retro+maycie+008.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSc2JhRivgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/jXisUQjzbQU/s320/retro+maycie+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271241426039127554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSc13qkxNzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1-yr75nZO7I/s1600-h/retro+maycie+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-7407476341546831824?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7407476341546831824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=7407476341546831824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7407476341546831824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7407476341546831824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/totally-retro-day-for-may.html' title='Totally Retro Day for May'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSc4BjB1pfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VsHzr6tEAIg/s72-c/retro+maycie+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-2374528525505292265</id><published>2008-11-16T16:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:38:42.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Man has SKILLZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC_ZUquapI/AAAAAAAAAf4/r-99bMYGJaE/s1600-h/dadpumpkin.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC_ZUquapI/AAAAAAAAAf4/r-99bMYGJaE/s320/dadpumpkin.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422005789026962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC-04RBNNI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gMD6uzvFgqs/s1600-h/dadpic.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC-04RBNNI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gMD6uzvFgqs/s320/dadpic.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421379689723090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul carved this pumpkin for the McBride family pumpkin carving contest.  Oh, this is Paul's dad for those of you who don't know him.  Paul won the contest, but it was a close one!  Those McBride's are some talented people!...Nope!  I don't fit in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-2374528525505292265?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2374528525505292265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=2374528525505292265' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2374528525505292265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2374528525505292265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-man-has-skillz.html' title='My Man has SKILLZ!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC_ZUquapI/AAAAAAAAAf4/r-99bMYGJaE/s72-c/dadpumpkin.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-5130794961965083346</id><published>2008-11-16T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:43:48.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC5EF_zmfI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0eatiESU3ts/s1600-h/house,halloween+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC5EF_zmfI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0eatiESU3ts/s320/house,halloween+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415044003895794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was so fun this year.  It started off with the McBride Monster Bash at Chris and Jewelia's house.  They throw an awesome party!   Paul and I went to a costume party that a friend of mine had.  It was adults only, and  we laughed  a lot that night.  And then on Halloween night, we went Trunker Treating, and Trick-or-Treating in the neighborhood.  Averie was so funny.  Any time we would walk past others she would yell to them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hi duys!  Happy Hadoween!  I'm weawing my pwitty dwess!  I dot my twick o tweat bag!" &lt;/span&gt; EVERY TIME!  I was laughing all night.  When someone would ask her, "what do you say?"  expecting trick-or-treat to be the answer, she would instead say, "I'm weawing my pwitty dwess!"  She's pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC46kskqgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/G3GTb7vjW1g/s1600-h/house,halloween+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC46kskqgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/G3GTb7vjW1g/s320/house,halloween+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414880446032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC4vsxMaTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/kIYHHFZPpqE/s1600-h/house,halloween+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC4vsxMaTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/kIYHHFZPpqE/s320/house,halloween+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414693634337074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC4ms0ZyvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/IcyLAsJZ_sA/s1600-h/house,halloween+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC4ms0ZyvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/IcyLAsJZ_sA/s320/house,halloween+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414539028974322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC4ces2EcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HFZecgn3AFU/s1600-h/house,halloween+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC4ces2EcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HFZecgn3AFU/s320/house,halloween+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414363440484802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC24ukyZbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/DRdsLYrOFTs/s1600-h/house,halloween+056.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC24ukyZbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/DRdsLYrOFTs/s320/house,halloween+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269412649714738610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2vBR3P-I/AAAAAAAAAew/9Fy1yG9YmS4/s1600-h/house,halloween+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2vBR3P-I/AAAAAAAAAew/9Fy1yG9YmS4/s320/house,halloween+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269412482936946658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2mGD8ixI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-81Mrf7hEwc/s1600-h/house,halloween+124.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2mGD8ixI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-81Mrf7hEwc/s320/house,halloween+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269412329601927954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2ZKJNaMI/AAAAAAAAAeg/--j11jp6gwg/s1600-h/house,halloween+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2ZKJNaMI/AAAAAAAAAeg/--j11jp6gwg/s320/house,halloween+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269412107359447234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2NQCA1oI/AAAAAAAAAeY/P8r_zFrJT8I/s1600-h/house,halloween+104.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2NQCA1oI/AAAAAAAAAeY/P8r_zFrJT8I/s320/house,halloween+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269411902781445762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2FtMENuI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/akKa186UDTc/s1600-h/house,halloween+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC2FtMENuI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/akKa186UDTc/s320/house,halloween+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269411773169284834" 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/6671227205304551909-5130794961965083346?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5130794961965083346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=5130794961965083346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5130794961965083346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5130794961965083346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween Fun'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSC5EF_zmfI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0eatiESU3ts/s72-c/house,halloween+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1990597110645335174</id><published>2008-11-16T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:17:48.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCzerkTOQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MQ_LV1GqmYA/s1600-h/house,halloween+156.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCzerkTOQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MQ_LV1GqmYA/s320/house,halloween+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269408903695907074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids beg Paul every night to do "sack-a-potatoes" to put them in bed.  He gives in more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCyaelLIFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aLT8ONlkoJY/s1600-h/house,halloween+039.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCyaelLIFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aLT8ONlkoJY/s320/house,halloween+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407731978805330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how we find May most of the time now.  She loves the A-Z mystery books.  For a while she was busting through one a day and taking her AR test on it the next day.  That lasted about 2 weeks, and now she just reads them at a normal pace.  She's a great reader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCyOvTwXxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hhiMZm6PCZ0/s1600-h/house,halloween+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCyOvTwXxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hhiMZm6PCZ0/s320/house,halloween+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407530310721298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my funny, funny girl.  I sure get a kick out of this kid.  She makes me laugh everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCyAZSQI0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/2333zuLeMuM/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+104.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/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCyAZSQI0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/2333zuLeMuM/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407283880665922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to post a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Averies&lt;/span&gt; Dora cake.  In case you're wondering, she had to go over Muddy Mountain, down the River, and through the Gooey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geyser&lt;/span&gt; to get to her Birthday Party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1990597110645335174?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1990597110645335174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1990597110645335174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1990597110645335174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1990597110645335174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-randon-fun.html' title='Some Random Fun'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SSCzerkTOQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MQ_LV1GqmYA/s72-c/house,halloween+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-2981608194252543034</id><published>2008-10-18T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:05:42.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems like a moment ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpdBnOX6aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Dfc8f6rpsNE/s1600-h/Averie+3+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpdBnOX6aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Dfc8f6rpsNE/s320/Averie+3+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258617797198997922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Averie at 2 weeks old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-2981608194252543034?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2981608194252543034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=2981608194252543034' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2981608194252543034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2981608194252543034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-seems-like-moment-ago.html' title='It seems like a moment ago...'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpdBnOX6aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Dfc8f6rpsNE/s72-c/Averie+3+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-870976915478319230</id><published>2008-10-18T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:09:02.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Although it seems impossible, she's 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZmQSUxaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TTCODTh_KGY/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZmQSUxaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TTCODTh_KGY/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258614028650202530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the circus for Averie's Birthday!  She thought it was pretty cool for at least 15 minutes or so, then she just wanted to run around in the halls.  The next day we had cake and ice cream at her Grandma and Grandpa McBride's house.  She had her favorite... a Dora cake made by her daddy.  The girl has an OCD with Dora.  Everyday I hear first thing in the morning and the last thing before bed "Nat I watch Dowa dee espoda (Dora the Explorer), pees Nat."  I can't get her to call me mommy yet.  She's so much fun and we love this child more than I could have ever imagined.  I don't know how I ever lived without her in my life.  She's my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZe3dscYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/L5B0q7gSl8U/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZe3dscYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/L5B0q7gSl8U/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613901727920514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZJNRroDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qdqev1SLixU/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZJNRroDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qdqev1SLixU/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613529625993266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A row of cousins, Aly, Ellie, Katelyn, Boone, Maddy, Maycie, Ben (or Brady), Averie, Brady (or Ben)  I can't tell them apart from behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZBC5hX6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/yq7_nixMSQA/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZBC5hX6I/AAAAAAAAAc4/yq7_nixMSQA/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613389401350050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a sport!  Poor Nikki was about ready to pop, and she did!  About a week later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpY34CyppI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MTsVLlWLxZk/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpY34CyppI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MTsVLlWLxZk/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613231868618386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yook Nat at da Edefants!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpYqGO98YI/AAAAAAAAAco/vqoF8I_hEXQ/s1600-h/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpYqGO98YI/AAAAAAAAAco/vqoF8I_hEXQ/s320/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258612995159617922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boone, Ellie, and Jayce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-870976915478319230?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/870976915478319230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=870976915478319230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/870976915478319230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/870976915478319230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/although-it-seems-impossible-shes-2.html' title='Although it seems impossible, she&apos;s 2!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SPpZmQSUxaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TTCODTh_KGY/s72-c/Averie%27s+2nd+circus+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-2129314521487954402</id><published>2008-10-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:14:19.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious</title><content type='html'>Who are you voting for, and why do you feel strongly about that candidate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-2129314521487954402?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2129314521487954402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=2129314521487954402' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2129314521487954402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2129314521487954402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/curious.html' title='Curious'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-7046268806822816814</id><published>2008-09-19T12:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:19:54.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How can she be 5?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQJAzbDjwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7SLXn_OtWzM/s1600-h/San+diego+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQJAzbDjwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7SLXn_OtWzM/s320/San+diego+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247829375201808130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQI1C9E-lI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XwMrweaS7XA/s1600-h/San+diego+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQI1C9E-lI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XwMrweaS7XA/s320/San+diego+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247829173212609106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQIp1HkLtI/AAAAAAAAAXA/N-_co-5dSdA/s1600-h/San+diego+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQIp1HkLtI/AAAAAAAAAXA/N-_co-5dSdA/s320/San+diego+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247828980519939794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a princess, always a princess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-7046268806822816814?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7046268806822816814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=7046268806822816814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7046268806822816814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7046268806822816814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-can-she-be-5.html' title='How can she be 5?'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQJAzbDjwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7SLXn_OtWzM/s72-c/San+diego+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-533500554151343269</id><published>2008-09-19T12:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:08:48.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ellie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQFddtrdZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/cMl9w8j3W-E/s1600-h/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQFddtrdZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/cMl9w8j3W-E/s400/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247825469544035730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to my Princess Ellie!  We had the funnest Princess Bash ever!  It was complete with handsome princes, the Fairy Godmother, and great friends and cousins.  How cool is my sister?  Well, she borrowed an old prom dress from the early 80's from her sister-in-law, she let me borrow her tiara from high school, and she led the princess dancing outside (see video).  I'm thinking about hiring her out.  She's pretty cool!  Ellie loved her party, and we love our Ellie.  Happy Birthday sweet girl!  I can't believe you're 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQE9su-GxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/u3PWU14WnJ4/s1600-h/Bo+and+Jayce+our+handsome+princes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQE9su-GxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/u3PWU14WnJ4/s400/Bo+and+Jayce+our+handsome+princes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247824923820170002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQEwlIYMtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Yhpgebjx5c8/s1600-h/Grandma+Chris+as+the+Fairy+Godmother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQEwlIYMtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Yhpgebjx5c8/s400/Grandma+Chris+as+the+Fairy+Godmother.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247824698440954578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Royal Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNQCi6Z6TfI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ET8Ph_XEsaw/s1600-h/Our+Royal+Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP_A8hun5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/YWiq9wp_mYM/s400/Too+much+fun+for+grown+women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247818382529437586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP-5Dw6wxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/C_h-OwX7PPQ/s1600-h/My+wife+made+me+wear+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP-5Dw6wxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/C_h-OwX7PPQ/s400/My+wife+made+me+wear+it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247818247033242386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually way too much fun for grown women!  We were trying to channel our inner Disneyland Princess.  Paul was loving it!  O-kay.... so I made him wear it!  But deep down I think he really wanted to put on an old suit from his mission that was entirely too tight around the waste, and a couple of inches too short.  Who wouldn't right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-663874051914101001?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/663874051914101001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=663874051914101001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/663874051914101001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/663874051914101001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/ya-gotta-love-80s.html' title='Ya gotta love the 80&apos;s'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP_A8hun5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/YWiq9wp_mYM/s72-c/Too+much+fun+for+grown+women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-266334619911779293</id><published>2008-09-19T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:32:46.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP685JQVdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/VizjPvle2g4/s1600-h/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP685JQVdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/VizjPvle2g4/s400/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247813914855495122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is tradition that Paul decorates the birthday cakes in our family.  It all started with Mayice's first B-day cake.  I made such a mess of it, Paul had to save the day, and he did!  It should come to no surprise to anyone who knows us that he is better at it.  He can do EVERYTHING better than me, (except I always beat him at Boggle, woo-hoo!)  Anyway, this year Ellie requested a princess cake that was white, pink and purple.  Paul decided that he wanted to try fondant frosting for the first time ever.  He even made it from scratch!  The cake turned out to be very pretty and Ellie loved helping her dad make it. BTW, I did have to tie the bow with the fondant and it only took me about 45 minutes, so I guess I'm good for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP62dfaFQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JaHttz719OU/s1600-h/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP62dfaFQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JaHttz719OU/s400/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247813804353000706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP6Kg9snyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/LEzhlKhQOpo/s1600-h/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP6Kg9snyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/LEzhlKhQOpo/s400/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247813049371107106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                The Finished Product         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP6DUYdjvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MsvSAv8mjSE/s1600-h/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP6DUYdjvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MsvSAv8mjSE/s400/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247812925734620914" 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/6671227205304551909-266334619911779293?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/266334619911779293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=266334619911779293' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/266334619911779293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/266334619911779293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/cake.html' title='The Cake'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SNP685JQVdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/VizjPvle2g4/s72-c/Ellie%27s+5th+Averie+mischeif+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8205901783504752833</id><published>2008-09-10T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:09:13.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So She Thinks She Can Dance!</title><content type='html'>This was at the Eastern Idaho State Fair.  A band started playing next to where we (and a million other people) were eating and Averie COULD NOT contain herself!  After a while she had as many spectators as the band did.  If you notice behind Averie, Ellie had a hard time controlling herself as well.  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Preschool Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1ufyi_XI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sp64TR2VZKc/s1600-h/ellie%27s+1st+day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1ufyi_XI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sp64TR2VZKc/s400/ellie%27s+1st+day+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244430470252526962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1YJ_z7LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fHmWoEsCyfE/s1600-h/ellie%27s+1st+day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1Rc-I8AI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/v8Gc3QGqqkk/s1600-h/ellie%27s+1st+day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1Rc-I8AI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/v8Gc3QGqqkk/s400/ellie%27s+1st+day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244429971279638530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1HPcd_TI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Temv-eDlSuo/s1600-h/ellie%27s+1st+day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1HPcd_TI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Temv-eDlSuo/s400/ellie%27s+1st+day+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244429795850059058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf08_vBVdI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gf86uFVYsLU/s1600-h/ellie%27s+1st+day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf08_vBVdI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gf86uFVYsLU/s400/ellie%27s+1st+day+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244429619834213842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf0zx-e9XI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zCtue4boUic/s1600-h/ellie%27s+1st+day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf0zx-e9XI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zCtue4boUic/s400/ellie%27s+1st+day+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244429461522150770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the last 47-52 days I've been asked, "do I have school after this bed night?"  That is Ellie's way of saying "tomorrow" and I can't bring myself to correct her because it sounds too cute.  Maybe when she's 15 or so I'll let her in on the rest of the world's interpretation.  She was so excited for school, she couldn't go to sleep that night and was the first one up in the morning.  Hooray for Ellie!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-6562736921610784162?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6562736921610784162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6562736921610784162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6562736921610784162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6562736921610784162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-preschool-started.html' title='Finally!  Preschool Started'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMf1ufyi_XI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sp64TR2VZKc/s72-c/ellie%27s+1st+day+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-2837689959745629448</id><published>2008-09-10T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:22:31.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of 2nd grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMfx2ZtzcCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/r-fTKNUUXd0/s1600-h/first+day+o+school+fair+leg+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMfx2ZtzcCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/r-fTKNUUXd0/s400/first+day+o+school+fair+leg+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244426208014463010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maycie is so excited to be in 2nd grade at her 3rd Elementary school!  What are we doing to this kid?  It doesn't seem to phase her though.  If any of my kids adjust well to change it is definitely her.  After she got off the bus the first day I asked her how it went and she said "Mom, it was FANTASTIC!"  All of my fears for her vanished.  She had the names of all her new "best friends" and who she ate lunch with, what she did at recess, and in true Maycie style went on and on and on and on and on......you get the idea.  My sister had a pep talk with her boys (who attend the same school) that they need to be sure and talk to Maycie at recess since she wouldn't know anybody.  Konnor came home and told his mom that Maycie was playing and talking to everyone at recess and had tons of friends.  He said "she was tearin it up mom!"  That made me laugh and also relieved me.  I love this girl and I am so happy with how well she adjusts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-2837689959745629448?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2837689959745629448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=2837689959745629448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2837689959745629448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2837689959745629448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/maycie-is-so-excited-to-be-in-2nd-grade.html' title='First day of 2nd grade'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SMfx2ZtzcCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/r-fTKNUUXd0/s72-c/first+day+o+school+fair+leg+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3881512403321079150</id><published>2008-08-22T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:42:33.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 85th Grams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SK7r-Slwo4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/kjjMqbl_Ds8/s1600-h/2008+summergrams+85th+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SK7r-Slwo4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/kjjMqbl_Ds8/s400/2008+summergrams+85th+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382872053097346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grams still looks so amazing and still walks with a little skip in her step.  Oh how we love our Grandma Faye!  She was telling us that she is still so tough at 85.  I believe her!  Don't mess with my granny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SK7r29ECdTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5HrU5bLjCe8/s1600-h/2008+summergrams+85th+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SK7r29ECdTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5HrU5bLjCe8/s400/2008+summergrams+85th+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237382746015429938" 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/6671227205304551909-3881512403321079150?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3881512403321079150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3881512403321079150' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3881512403321079150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3881512403321079150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-85th-grams.html' title='Happy 85th Grams!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SK7r-Slwo4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/kjjMqbl_Ds8/s72-c/2008+summergrams+85th+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-6463616750591118414</id><published>2008-08-18T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:23:11.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP ME!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, not that funny of a story.  Last week I had a swollen, black eye.  We won't mention how it happened, but maybe, just maybe it was a rare stint of unfortunate uncoordination...maybe.  Anyway, I  taped an ice pack to my eye for obvious reasons.  Well, I always knew that I had a slight adhesive allergy, but apparently on my face it is not so slight.  I have big, red, puffy hives everywhere the adhesive touched my face and I can't get rid of them.  I have been taking Benadryl, and using hydrocortizone cream on them, but it seems no matter what I do they don't budge.  Infact, if anything I would say they're getting worse.  Oh, if you're wondering, yes, yes I am the most attractive I've ever been.  Paul can't keep his hands off me. I've looked on the internet for help, but I'm getting more and more discouraged about getting rid of them any time soon.  Anyone?  I'll take ALL suggestions.  Did I mention that they itch?  And, I want to scratch my face off?  HELP ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  The doctor gave me a prescription for some kind of steroid cream.  We'll see!  Oh, and for all of you jerks that want me to post a picture so you can point and laugh at my expense because I look like Quasimodo... I'll think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-6463616750591118414?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6463616750591118414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6463616750591118414' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6463616750591118414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6463616750591118414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/help-me.html' title='HELP ME!!!!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1060517640857940163</id><published>2008-08-12T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:16:50.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a visit from the GREATS!</title><content type='html'>I love living close to these two special people!  I love them with all of my heart.  The best Grandma and Grandpa in the world, and I am certain of that!  Plus, I'm their favorite!  Simmer down Melissa and Nicci, you know it's true.  You're just going to have to come to terms with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHu6PtLCdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yRMXzU0IQW8/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHu6PtLCdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yRMXzU0IQW8/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233726926397049298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHudSD1yAI/AAAAAAAAATw/5Eukq8pCTcI/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHudSD1yAI/AAAAAAAAATw/5Eukq8pCTcI/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233726428812789762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I comb yo hair gapa!  (or lack there of)  What a good sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHuLFLEWqI/AAAAAAAAATo/GQpzqWCjAFA/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHuLFLEWqI/AAAAAAAAATo/GQpzqWCjAFA/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233726116115798690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Averie loved riding Grandpa'a cane around like a horse.  He couldn't get it back from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHuB5D5G9I/AAAAAAAAATg/PRExOaaESmo/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHuB5D5G9I/AAAAAAAAATg/PRExOaaESmo/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233725958245653458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHtqq14hzI/AAAAAAAAATY/sAP9Q1n9lsk/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHtqq14hzI/AAAAAAAAATY/sAP9Q1n9lsk/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233725559291807538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A good trade!  The cane for a pacifier or "binka"  as she calls it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1060517640857940163?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1060517640857940163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1060517640857940163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1060517640857940163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1060517640857940163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/visit-from-greats.html' title='a visit from the GREATS!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SKHu6PtLCdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yRMXzU0IQW8/s72-c/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-5775604594770996777</id><published>2008-08-10T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:14:38.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Curious</title><content type='html'>I just wondered what everyone thought of Breaking Dawn?  I liked the way it ended.  I was a little nervous, but I liked how it all came together.  How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-5775604594770996777?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5775604594770996777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=5775604594770996777' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5775604594770996777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5775604594770996777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-curious.html' title='Just Curious'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1187112377580119590</id><published>2008-07-31T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:44:55.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by a Stranger's Life</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.  For those of you that don't know Heidi Spangler, you HAVE to read her blog.  First of all, Heidi is an amazing person that I admire so much.  I have never met anyone so absolutely perfect in every way.  I was always asking people to tell me something bad about her, because it really does seem like she's perfect!  BTW, no one could ever think of anything bad to say about her! She's beautiful and has a gorgeous family that is, well... perfect. Her sister just passed away and she has written such a beautiful and inspiring tribute to her on her blog.  I never met her sister, but reading Heidi's blog about her life has truly inspired me.  If you have few minutes, read it.  You will not be sorry that you did.  Get a tissue first! (I have a splitting cry headache!)  This woman was amazing and beautiful, and I can tell just by reading about her that the spirit radiated through her daily.  She was definitely no ordinary girl. I hope I can be a mere fraction of the person that she became in her short life here on earth. My heart aches for her husband and children, and all of those that had the pleasure of knowing her.  The link is on my blog, it's The Spanglers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1187112377580119590?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1187112377580119590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1187112377580119590' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1187112377580119590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1187112377580119590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/inspired-by-strangers-life.html' title='Inspired by a Stranger&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-6952857595307228023</id><published>2008-07-25T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:34:29.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGOON</title><content type='html'>Our family after the last ride of the day.  It was a long hot day, but we had so much fun.  We were dead dog tired and ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4e-7mS48I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0Q2HwZwP04I/s1600-h/lagoon+066redout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4e-7mS48I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0Q2HwZwP04I/s400/lagoon+066redout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228150283922760642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet girl hung out in her stroller pretty much the whole day.  She was such a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4eIFSyhBI/AAAAAAAAATI/myq5RgBWcxc/s1600-h/lagoon+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4eIFSyhBI/AAAAAAAAATI/myq5RgBWcxc/s400/lagoon+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228149341632496658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4eBnxV7XI/AAAAAAAAATA/eOsIBKMJ3ME/s1600-h/lagoon+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4eBnxV7XI/AAAAAAAAATA/eOsIBKMJ3ME/s400/lagoon+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228149230628367730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maycie and Konnor were so brave and went on "Wicked", the biggest and highest roller coaster at Lagoon!  As you can see they loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dqosJtfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JBeaezXvf-I/s1600-h/lagoon+063ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dqosJtfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JBeaezXvf-I/s400/lagoon+063ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148835738039794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dgI9zHlI/AAAAAAAAASw/1wZuVbM3p1I/s1600-h/lagoon+057ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dgI9zHlI/AAAAAAAAASw/1wZuVbM3p1I/s400/lagoon+057ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148655423430226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dXZyQP2I/AAAAAAAAASo/_aQLcsj_iaY/s1600-h/lagoon+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dXZyQP2I/AAAAAAAAASo/_aQLcsj_iaY/s400/lagoon+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148505319587682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dMGRdutI/AAAAAAAAASg/51xP7-XHqMA/s1600-h/lagoon+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dMGRdutI/AAAAAAAAASg/51xP7-XHqMA/s400/lagoon+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148311103224530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dCJc0rqI/AAAAAAAAASY/uHBTQvVho_U/s1600-h/lagoon+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4dCJc0rqI/AAAAAAAAASY/uHBTQvVho_U/s400/lagoon+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148140157480610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4c7_baIXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fVCpoGNBIz4/s1600-h/lagoon+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4c7_baIXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fVCpoGNBIz4/s400/lagoon+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228148034387976562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4czJAsGAI/AAAAAAAAASI/KH-CMudME_A/s1600-h/lagoon+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4czJAsGAI/AAAAAAAAASI/KH-CMudME_A/s400/lagoon+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228147882341439490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SIokKiIVrzI/AAAAAAAAARw/06m0--p4GwI/s1600-h/lagoon+066redout.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-6952857595307228023?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6952857595307228023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6952857595307228023' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6952857595307228023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6952857595307228023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/lagoon.html' title='LAGOON'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SI4e-7mS48I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0Q2HwZwP04I/s72-c/lagoon+066redout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-7058696302716701294</id><published>2008-07-15T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:45:06.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Portrait</title><content type='html'>Maycie drew a portrait of Paul in Sacrament meeting a few weeks ago.  It was at that moment that I realized that she just might be a child prodigy of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SH0Z90iXdnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2BdyLFRAr9c/s1600-h/portrait2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SH0Z90iXdnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2BdyLFRAr9c/s400/portrait2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223359692685145714" 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/6671227205304551909-7058696302716701294?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7058696302716701294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=7058696302716701294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7058696302716701294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7058696302716701294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/daddys-portrait.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Portrait'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SH0Z90iXdnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2BdyLFRAr9c/s72-c/portrait2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-7374460116547078649</id><published>2008-07-14T13:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:20:09.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Summer</title><content type='html'>I finally have a second, or let's get real, an hour to do some bloggin.  We've been busy!  It seems like if it's not one thing, it's another.  Living close to family we definitely always have something going on.  Swings, sprinklers, swimming, soccer, hanging out with cousins, and flooded yards.  Just to name a few.  We're having a fun summer!  I've posted a million pictures trying to catch up.  I haven't even got to the 4th of July yet.  Maybe another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7d1AQOKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/40SNg06iZJc/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7d1AQOKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/40SNg06iZJc/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222974313984964770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7TFj68MI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6mYSlTfwUzE/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7TFj68MI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6mYSlTfwUzE/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222974129450971330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7I1idVqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/iWLN43rseMk/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7I1idVqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/iWLN43rseMk/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222973953351177890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6_3S5FRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YP2MJyV8si8/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6_3S5FRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YP2MJyV8si8/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222973799203935506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6yuu4fxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bPU98DBAdqA/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6yuu4fxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bPU98DBAdqA/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222973573567119122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6swmxtgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8tjcMWGxCfs/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6swmxtgI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8tjcMWGxCfs/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222973470990775810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6iXxqYXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WwaoQSKaJuk/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu6iXxqYXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WwaoQSKaJuk/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222973292526854514" 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/6671227205304551909-7374460116547078649?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7374460116547078649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=7374460116547078649' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7374460116547078649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/7374460116547078649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-busy-summer.html' title='Busy Busy Summer'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu7d1AQOKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/40SNg06iZJc/s72-c/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8498839776353694587</id><published>2008-07-14T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:41:01.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrating Phases</title><content type='html'>This is Averie's newest discovery.  She stuffs her toys in the vents of the A.C. unit and then gets mad when she can't get them out.  She's a tiny tornado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu5JfROzeI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pBXHq56JFfQ/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu5JfROzeI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pBXHq56JFfQ/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222971765529955810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu5CpM1f-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/jUDV1z3uA6A/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu5CpM1f-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/jUDV1z3uA6A/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222971647936790498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    This is her saying, "Iss stuck!  Git it!"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu4l8lVdgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ka4goBu0P1M/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu4l8lVdgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ka4goBu0P1M/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222971154923615746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a big girl!  She has to do everything herself, but as you can see the progression of putting her shoes on by the end she is crying and mad at her shoes.  She's pretty fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu4Cs6QbyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bwSrqO5ENoQ/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu4Cs6QbyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bwSrqO5ENoQ/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222970549420977954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3691iI4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FuntDxIEfcI/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3691iI4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FuntDxIEfcI/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222970416525616002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3rgS6L1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VDXFE-sqefw/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3rgS6L1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/VDXFE-sqefw/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222970150897725266" 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/6671227205304551909-8498839776353694587?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8498839776353694587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8498839776353694587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8498839776353694587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8498839776353694587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/frustrating-phases.html' title='Frustrating Phases'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu5JfROzeI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pBXHq56JFfQ/s72-c/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3339359909351096498</id><published>2008-07-14T13:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:29:14.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming with Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3ArCAvbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KgQTJ2ehiUE/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3ArCAvbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KgQTJ2ehiUE/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222969415045266866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Ellie and Gage in deep conversation&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu2nTMStuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/gcbhNCktR5g/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu2nTMStuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/gcbhNCktR5g/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222968979149207266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu2eX-x6yI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0gp2ybSDhG4/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu2eX-x6yI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0gp2ybSDhG4/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222968825815886626" 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/6671227205304551909-3339359909351096498?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3339359909351096498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3339359909351096498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3339359909351096498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3339359909351096498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/swimming-with-friends.html' title='Swimming with Friends'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHu3ArCAvbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KgQTJ2ehiUE/s72-c/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3273240066708895485</id><published>2008-07-14T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:23:29.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ephraim Roots</title><content type='html'>My siblings and our families had an awesome trip to Ephraim, Utah with Grandma and Grandpa Jones.  Grandma wanted to show us where she grew up and where she and Grandpa met and fell in love.  Grandpa was playing baseball at Snow College, and Grandma worked at a drugstore in town.  She wanted to meet him, so she purposely spilled a milkshake on him.  He was mad, but the rest is history!  They are so wonderful, I enjoyed this "history trip"  so much.  We visited all of her family who are buried there, her mom and dad, grandparents, aunts, uncles etc.  It was interesting. I wish I would have taken a picture of her old house.  We also got to go to the Manti Pageant which is awesome!  If you ever get the chance to see it... DO.  Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    The Manti Temple&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuy6Ul21wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iyV43jGsXQY/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuy6Ul21wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iyV43jGsXQY/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222964907895871234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                            The Manti Pageant.  It was so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuywDSOkrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HBeI8aUnQV0/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuywDSOkrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HBeI8aUnQV0/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222964731451445938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            Andrew and Averie cruising the cemetary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuyioGJaEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/J94gQwRk-vw/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuyioGJaEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/J94gQwRk-vw/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222964500814719042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Our family War Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuxwO477WI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wuRwFYUPqng/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuxwO477WI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wuRwFYUPqng/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222963635054964066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         This is where Grandma's Grandma and Grandpa are buried.  They have a             beautiful view of the Manti Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuxi0MQ_II/AAAAAAAAAOM/Uhr6RKw23gs/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuxi0MQ_II/AAAAAAAAAOM/Uhr6RKw23gs/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222963404549979266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuxWnhLKeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZTPHoHjjo0M/s1600-h/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuxWnhLKeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZTPHoHjjo0M/s400/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222963194989586914" 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/6671227205304551909-3273240066708895485?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3273240066708895485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3273240066708895485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3273240066708895485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3273240066708895485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-siblings-and-our-families-had.html' title='Ephraim Roots'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SHuy6Ul21wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iyV43jGsXQY/s72-c/08+summer+4th+g%26g+jones+185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-5610830061921638146</id><published>2008-07-02T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:59:06.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Ginger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;20 Years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. I was 11&lt;br /&gt;2. I was living in Lava Hot Springs&lt;br /&gt;3. I spent most of my time on my bike and playing with dolls&lt;br /&gt;4. I looked like I was 16 and was insecure because I had big boobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 Years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. I had been married for a year and was working at UCCU&lt;br /&gt;2. We went camping all of the time.  It was so much easier without kids.&lt;br /&gt;3. Paul was always studying&lt;br /&gt;4. We were building our first house in Lehi.  (I loved that little house!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. I had my 2nd little girl, my Ellie Boo&lt;br /&gt;2. We were living in Springville&lt;br /&gt;3.We had just accepted a job in Washington and I was sick about leaving family.  Little did I know that it was about to be the best decision we ever made!&lt;br /&gt;4.  Just loving being a mom.  I'm so boring I can't remember what else was going on then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. Ellie was almost 2 and Maycie was 4&lt;br /&gt;2.  We were loving Washington and all of our amazing friends there&lt;br /&gt;3. We were fixing our fixer upper&lt;br /&gt;4. We spent the 4th with the Leavitts in Tacoma.  Not the best 4th, remember guys?  Ohmagosh, it was one catastrophe after the other!&lt;br /&gt;5.  I dyed my hair brown and it looked awful!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Year ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. We put our house up for sale because we were moving to Idaho&lt;br /&gt;2. Averie was crawling around, she was so cute and chubby&lt;br /&gt;3. I got a little chubby myself, moving is so stressful!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. A year ago in August we pulled up to the little house my sister found for us to rent, and I started to sob.  I was thinking "what have we done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I...&lt;br /&gt;1. I spent the whole day throwing up&lt;br /&gt;2. Tried to take care of my kids while wanting to die!&lt;br /&gt;3. Cleaned up puke from Ellie slightly missing the toilet by about 10 yards.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tried to comfort Maycie who was also tossing cookies all day.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cried because I felt sorry for myself that I can't call in sick.&lt;br /&gt;6. On the bright side... I lost 3 pounds!  (usually my days aren't this fun, really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Took care of Paul, who unfortunately got the crud last night (and got to call in sick:)&lt;br /&gt;2. Took Averie with me to run errands.  We had a fun date together.&lt;br /&gt;3. Actually took a nap while Averie did, because I'm not quite feeling 100%, more like 95%.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did some more throw up laundry&lt;br /&gt;5.  Hope we never get the crud in our house ever again!!!  I'm so done with puke!&lt;br /&gt;6.  Just realized I should have waited a few days to fill this out so it wasn't all about puke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Will take Ellie to Tumble Time&lt;br /&gt;2.  Will take Maycie to Soccer practice&lt;br /&gt;3. Will get a few things done for the 4th&lt;br /&gt;4.  Will probably spend too much time on the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the next year I...&lt;br /&gt;1.  Hope to have our house built&lt;br /&gt;2.  Hope to lose 30 pounds.  Ya right, that's been my hope for the last 7 years!&lt;br /&gt;3. Hope to potty train Averie&lt;br /&gt;4.  Hope I can find time for things that really matter in life. ( this was actually Ginger's answer, but I like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Jewelia, Elise, Kristy, &amp;amp; Jaime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-5610830061921638146?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5610830061921638146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=5610830061921638146' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5610830061921638146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5610830061921638146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-ginger-20-years-ago.html' title='Tagged by Ginger!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3936319292904140256</id><published>2008-06-17T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:05:05.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Maycie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFghGl6QvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/s51PaeOJcqY/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+004.jpg"&gt;I can't believe I have a seven year old! She is getting so big, and responsible. It is not uncommon for her to get her little sisters out of bed in the morning and make them breakfast before I'm even coherent. She is so thoughtful and loving and still extremely... how do you put it nicely, um.....talkative. She's definitely not verbally challenged. We love our Maycie to bits! I could not ask for a better daughter. I'm so extremely proud of her. She's truly everything I wish I could be! Love you Sweetheart! (She loves to read our blog).&lt;br /&gt;For her birthday she wanted to choose anywhere she wanted for lunch, get a manicure, get her ears pierced, and then go shopping. I have to say this was all entirely her idea. She's a woman after my own heart! We had so much fun. Her Great-Grandma Faye, Grandma Chris, Aunt Nicci, Aunt Wendy, and I spoiled this kid rotten , (especially Grandma Chris!) She chose to eat at Wingers where she ordered macaroni and cheese.  When i asked her why in the world she would go out to eat and order that, she simply held up the menu and pointed.  It read, "a meal fit for a princess."  She knew I would understand, and I did.  Then, we all went and got a manicure. After that, we headed to the mall for some ear piercing and shopping! My mom, (Grandma Chris) went coo coo bonkers and bought her everything she wanted at Claire's Boutique. She would say, "Maycie, do you like this?" Maycie would reply "yes" and in the basket it went. It was fun to have a special day with just her.  I also have to mention that she absolutely  had to make and  decorate her own cake.  She wanted triple chocolate fudge with chocolate chips, chocolate frosting, and chocolate  sprinkles.  Like I said before, a woman after my own heart!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFghGl6QvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/s51PaeOJcqY/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFghGl6QvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/s51PaeOJcqY/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212952965820759330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgg_u6XsLI/AAAAAAAAANU/_pnfboIvJac/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgg_u6XsLI/AAAAAAAAANU/_pnfboIvJac/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212952847978049714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgg2bvtleI/AAAAAAAAANM/QA1I4bno7HY/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgg2bvtleI/AAAAAAAAANM/QA1I4bno7HY/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212952688214250978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Anything she wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggtWJfVJI/AAAAAAAAANE/aGpZd_Pma6Q/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggtWJfVJI/AAAAAAAAANE/aGpZd_Pma6Q/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212952532092933266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggb7UBtrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AyUMJUXW8Ws/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggb7UBtrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AyUMJUXW8Ws/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212952232831596210" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;                                            Ouch!  Beauty is pain!                                                            But so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggUEXz-8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Wm2kz2qVUvM/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggUEXz-8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Wm2kz2qVUvM/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212952097824439234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggMc2PmbI/AAAAAAAAAMs/g4nKBXZ8pws/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggMc2PmbI/AAAAAAAAAMs/g4nKBXZ8pws/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212951966955575730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manicures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggAPLA9hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/zNIR1BJI3Xk/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFggAPLA9hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/zNIR1BJI3Xk/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212951757126170130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                    Lunch at Wingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgfph2SlhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_z63gig9lWg/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgfph2SlhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_z63gig9lWg/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212951367002527250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgfhf-RHDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/h8ozE8D-TU8/s1600-h/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFgfhf-RHDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/h8ozE8D-TU8/s200/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212951229060160562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about the picture, Wendy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-3936319292904140256?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3936319292904140256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3936319292904140256' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3936319292904140256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3936319292904140256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-maycie.html' title='Happy Birthday Maycie!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SFghGl6QvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/s51PaeOJcqY/s72-c/Maycie%27s+7th+mothers+day+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-4673202951323865384</id><published>2008-06-12T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:56:10.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Why is it so dang funny when someone sings the wrong words to songs?  Today I was laughing to tears because Maycie was singing, "Listen"  from the Dream Girls soundtrack.  (It's on my play list if you want to hear it), anyway the lyrics say, "I'm all alone at a crossroads."  Maycie's version says, "I'm all alone as a cockroach!"  I'm sure it was much funnier hearing her belt it out as serious as can be.  It made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-4673202951323865384?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4673202951323865384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=4673202951323865384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/4673202951323865384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/4673202951323865384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-and-lyrics.html' title='Music and Lyrics'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8211429213809835710</id><published>2008-06-09T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:35:05.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Hail?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1NB-xS9iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wPDi7-mTdeQ/s1600-h/2008+swingset,soccer,random+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1NB-xS9iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wPDi7-mTdeQ/s320/2008+swingset,soccer,random+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209905040362501666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I thought we left Washington.  Maycie's first soccer game got rained out.   Bummer!  It was actually hailing after this picture.  Yep, I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be JUNE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-8211429213809835710?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8211429213809835710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8211429213809835710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8211429213809835710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8211429213809835710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-hail.html' title='What the Hail?'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1NB-xS9iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wPDi7-mTdeQ/s72-c/2008+swingset,soccer,random+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-5737975399184919381</id><published>2008-06-09T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:30:09.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the Scoop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1LO56W6tI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NYFgv0YXn5I/s1600-h/2008+swingset,soccer,random+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1LO56W6tI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NYFgv0YXn5I/s320/2008+swingset,soccer,random+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209903063373376210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We moved yet again!  Why do we do this to ourselves?  I don't know!  We moved to a town home (temporarily of course) because it's only a few minutes from where we are building.  It will probably take at least a year since Paul is doing a lot of the work himself.  So, we will get to move yet again next year!  Yeah!  Next time should be for A LOT longer (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1K546MwKI/AAAAAAAAALk/pl4EErFYJ1o/s1600-h/2008+swingset,soccer,random+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1K546MwKI/AAAAAAAAALk/pl4EErFYJ1o/s320/2008+swingset,soccer,random+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209902702327021730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water in the bathroom wasn't hooked up right, (did I mention this town home is brand new?)  Averie got to take a bath in the kitchen sink until it was fixed.  Pretty cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-5737975399184919381?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5737975399184919381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=5737975399184919381' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5737975399184919381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/5737975399184919381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/heres-scoop.html' title='Here&apos;s the Scoop!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SE1LO56W6tI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NYFgv0YXn5I/s72-c/2008+swingset,soccer,random+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-9101024850433073090</id><published>2008-05-17T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:22:22.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for Warm Weather and Power Wheels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8_NSu1yCI/AAAAAAAAALc/QLZM4KGZ6FY/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8_NSu1yCI/AAAAAAAAALc/QLZM4KGZ6FY/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201445592235362338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Averie gets a head start for the big race around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8-7Cu1yBI/AAAAAAAAALU/ClKZqQvRiKA/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8-7Cu1yBI/AAAAAAAAALU/ClKZqQvRiKA/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201445278702749714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            Ellie and Bo Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8-qyu1yAI/AAAAAAAAALM/Kt1k1VVSGAQ/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8-qyu1yAI/AAAAAAAAALM/Kt1k1VVSGAQ/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201444999529875458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   He's seven years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8-byu1x_I/AAAAAAAAALE/HpmRD4P6KTE/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8-byu1x_I/AAAAAAAAALE/HpmRD4P6KTE/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201444741831837682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the race is on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8jZSu1x-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/R2ouSItCS3Q/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8jZSu1x-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/R2ouSItCS3Q/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201415012068214754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Car-pooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8jHSu1x9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lVFpdCnqWyE/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8jHSu1x9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lVFpdCnqWyE/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201414702830569426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet girls enjoying the warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8i5iu1x8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/QHyogiqqEq0/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8i5iu1x8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/QHyogiqqEq0/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201414466607368130" 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/6671227205304551909-9101024850433073090?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9101024850433073090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=9101024850433073090' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/9101024850433073090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/9101024850433073090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/hooray-for-warm-weather-and-power.html' title='Hooray for Warm Weather and Power Wheels!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC8_NSu1yCI/AAAAAAAAALc/QLZM4KGZ6FY/s72-c/Fun+around+thehouse+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8230802583763907486</id><published>2008-05-16T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:30:28.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Funny Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC37kCu1x6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/oxeikVlNIUg/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC37kCu1x6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/oxeikVlNIUg/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201089741309986722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC38Biu1x7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NKuhHdY88m4/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC38Biu1x7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NKuhHdY88m4/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201090248116127666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd need a helmet too if I was making messes of this magnitude in just a matter of minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC36syu1x5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GAhdi_3gWOw/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC36syu1x5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GAhdi_3gWOw/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201088792122214290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                CHEEEEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC36lCu1x4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/5ugFedqYnXI/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC36lCu1x4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/5ugFedqYnXI/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201088658978228098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC36UCu1x3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/c3p1XU7Wz3k/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC36UCu1x3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/c3p1XU7Wz3k/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201088366920451954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Naked flying baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC35nyu1x2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/J21DWPAxEhs/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC35nyu1x2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/J21DWPAxEhs/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201087606711240546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC34_yu1x1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ll7INNEsEI4/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+043.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great spot to drink my juice!                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             What a great spot for my sandwich!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC34_yu1x1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ll7INNEsEI4/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC34_yu1x1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ll7INNEsEI4/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201086919516473170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC34ziu1x0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/a3utPj5hqW8/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC34ziu1x0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/a3utPj5hqW8/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201086709063075650" 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/6671227205304551909-8230802583763907486?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8230802583763907486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8230802583763907486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8230802583763907486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8230802583763907486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-funny-girl.html' title='My Funny Girl'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC37kCu1x6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/oxeikVlNIUg/s72-c/Fun+around+thehouse+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3927924584901231489</id><published>2008-05-16T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:59:47.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC31PSu1xxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aNnhwTBs5v0/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC31PSu1xxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aNnhwTBs5v0/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201082787757934354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to straighten her hair to make it even.  It's so hard to cut when it's that curly!  It looks pretty cute straight though, I think we'll keep it that way a while.  The only thing I hate about it is that she looks so much older!  My little Ells Bells is growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC31ICu1xwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ANOd9L4GUFY/s1600-h/Fun+around+thehouse+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC31ICu1xwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ANOd9L4GUFY/s320/Fun+around+thehouse+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201082663203882754" 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/6671227205304551909-3927924584901231489?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3927924584901231489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3927924584901231489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3927924584901231489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3927924584901231489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-do.html' title='New Do!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SC31PSu1xxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aNnhwTBs5v0/s72-c/Fun+around+thehouse+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-2538211139564862371</id><published>2008-04-28T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:58:00.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PROCEDURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXyplzJIVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/c3suGUxPH8k/s1600-h/Maycies+Tooth+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXyplzJIVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/c3suGUxPH8k/s320/Maycies+Tooth+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194324541576913234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXyQlzJIUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zk_98sUrONQ/s1600-h/Maycies+Tooth+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXyQlzJIUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zk_98sUrONQ/s320/Maycies+Tooth+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194324112080183618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A little nervous for the procedure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXx9lzJITI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8xeLsooApm8/s1600-h/Maycies+Tooth+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXx9lzJITI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8xeLsooApm8/s320/Maycies+Tooth+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194323785662669106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXxnFzJISI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DFiIUm8TPL8/s1600-h/Maycies+Tooth+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXxnFzJISI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DFiIUm8TPL8/s320/Maycies+Tooth+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194323399115612450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER.  Couldn't wait to tell Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-2538211139564862371?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2538211139564862371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=2538211139564862371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2538211139564862371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/2538211139564862371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/04/after.html' title='THE PROCEDURE'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/SBXyplzJIVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/c3suGUxPH8k/s72-c/Maycies+Tooth+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-9056000938248135908</id><published>2008-04-27T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T11:58:24.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling Teeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-529061912c046dbb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D529061912c046dbb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331468946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BB88310DEE5AC2B866DC1FCCA761EB189EF0D4F.65398CA10228BE2C19651AEBEF45AB1B9E65C532%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D529061912c046dbb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ZqNpgadnHkj-zcL0A4TFQIzn0k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D529061912c046dbb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331468946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BB88310DEE5AC2B866DC1FCCA761EB189EF0D4F.65398CA10228BE2C19651AEBEF45AB1B9E65C532%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D529061912c046dbb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ZqNpgadnHkj-zcL0A4TFQIzn0k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I know I need to stop with the videos, but Maycie was so brave I had to post it for all to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-9056000938248135908?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=529061912c046dbb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9056000938248135908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=9056000938248135908' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/9056000938248135908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/9056000938248135908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Pulling Teeth!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-6335882166052086125</id><published>2008-04-03T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:24:35.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Fetish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-54.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1657324662880118356&amp;amp;site=widget-54.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1657324662880118356&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p1/1657324662880118356/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1657324662880118356&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p2/1657324662880118356/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting a shoe savings account now for when she's a teenager.  This kid is obsessed with shoes!   I swear I get her dressed and comb her hair!  She's not really neglected although she appears to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1657324662880118356&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-6335882166052086125?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6335882166052086125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=6335882166052086125' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6335882166052086125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/6335882166052086125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/04/shoe-fetish.html' title='Shoe Fetish'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3924089317063630876</id><published>2008-03-29T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:23:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life With Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ccfa8896425adb5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ccfa8896425adb5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331468946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D653559580DC21CA5F4379380E333B90DE278664D.39D0FC2C27C5BD3DC0A3D2A69D4F69E55A196DF7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dccfa8896425adb5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEu1eC9FgxwD32QFOKu_v5Yv8E14&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ccfa8896425adb5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331468946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D653559580DC21CA5F4379380E333B90DE278664D.39D0FC2C27C5BD3DC0A3D2A69D4F69E55A196DF7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dccfa8896425adb5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEu1eC9FgxwD32QFOKu_v5Yv8E14&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls thought they had found all of there eggs when I took this video of Ellie.  I just had to share, because the way she talks is so dramatic.  She talks like this ALL of the time!  Just the beginning of the video is what I wanted to share, but I didn't know how to edit the video to make it shorter, so it's a little long.  (sorry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-3924089317063630876?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ccfa8896425adb5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3924089317063630876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=3924089317063630876' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3924089317063630876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/3924089317063630876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_29.html' title='Life With Girls'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-4148064720735912865</id><published>2008-03-28T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:52:49.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d0fe18cbd53121" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01d0fe18cbd53121%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331468946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7484C5E213F42DF7556EEC661D4D584DBD79D72D.F2CFBB9A637F8DD93884BB4F30119F95B8C34DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d0fe18cbd53121%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_GRrWpY971kAF6Elap1c9iC3GRE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01d0fe18cbd53121%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331468946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7484C5E213F42DF7556EEC661D4D584DBD79D72D.F2CFBB9A637F8DD93884BB4F30119F95B8C34DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d0fe18cbd53121%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_GRrWpY971kAF6Elap1c9iC3GRE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;System for Maximum Eggs according to an 18 month old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-4148064720735912865?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1d0fe18cbd53121&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1464542719410394506</id><published>2008-03-26T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:47:13.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hunting We Will Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p9nr55TnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jTYlgAHA-IQ/s1600-h/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p9nr55TnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jTYlgAHA-IQ/s320/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182092441997102706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p89b55TmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6J5uaWxCTJ8/s1600-h/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p89b55TmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6J5uaWxCTJ8/s320/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182091716147629666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That is one smart Easter Bunny!  He knew that we were at Grandma Linda's house in Utah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p8WL55TkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dAge2x_z84E/s1600-h/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p8WL55TkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dAge2x_z84E/s320/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182091041837764162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p8Er55TjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/PQdgQHg_kmA/s1600-h/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p8Er55TjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/PQdgQHg_kmA/s320/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182090741190053426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p7sb55TiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nu_sWn0Z67g/s1600-h/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p7sb55TiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nu_sWn0Z67g/s320/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182090324578225698" 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/6671227205304551909-1464542719410394506?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1464542719410394506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1464542719410394506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1464542719410394506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1464542719410394506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/03/hunting-we-will-go.html' title='A Hunting We Will Go!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R-p9nr55TnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jTYlgAHA-IQ/s72-c/2008+eastersAshoeswinter+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1330674028504633142</id><published>2008-03-17T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:55:03.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when children humiliate you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday in Sacrament Meeting, Ellie turned Paul's face bright red.  I'm so glad she was sitting on his lap and not mine.  The lady on the bench right in front of us  was turned around smiling at someone coming in.  Ellie pointed at her and said, "Hey Dad!  She didn't brush her teeth!"  The lady just turned back around and didn't say anything, so either did Paul.  What are you suppose to do in a situation like that?  Ellie got a talkin to in the car on the way home.  But, it's bound to happen!&lt;br /&gt;It was almost as uncomfortable as when Maycie was almost three in a Subway restaurant.  There were three female employees working on the sandwich line.  One of them was a "Pat".  I could tell she was female, but only because of her...I don't want to say enormous rack, so we'll go with womanly figure.  Maycie notices her and can't tell what gender she is, so she starts going down the line, pointing at each one saying "girl...girl... (and then she gets to "Pat" ) and scratches her head and says, hummm?   Boy?"  The girl said, "no honey, I'm a girl.  I just have really short hair."  Maycie looks at her confused and says, "no, you're a boy!"  I could have died.  I was whispering to her the whole uncomfortable time, shut up shut up shut up shut up.  What do you do?  AWWWKWARD!!!!!!  Ya gotta love 'em!  They're brutally honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1330674028504633142?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1330674028504633142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1330674028504633142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1330674028504633142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1330674028504633142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-children-humiliate-you.html' title='when children humiliate you'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8993094641568694995</id><published>2008-03-03T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:01:21.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Ell Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8wPlC-8x3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nfE7wBI8XUM/s1600-h/ellieboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8wPlC-8x3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nfE7wBI8XUM/s320/ellieboo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173527201072334706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day we were in the car and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maycie&lt;/span&gt; had to go, and I mean she had to go bad.  She literally could not make it to a bathroom even if we would have been near one.  So, I let her relieve herself in one of Ave's diapers.  Ellie of course sees an opportunity to push &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maycie's&lt;/span&gt; buttons and says, "Ya, I have to go too, but I'm just gonna wait until I get home because...I'm potty trained!"  Oh boy did that tick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maycie&lt;/span&gt; off!  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ELLIEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;!  I AM POTTY TRAINED!!!!!"  Paul and I had a hearty chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Arby's&lt;/span&gt;.  They love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arby's&lt;/span&gt; Melts in particular.  One day as Paul was ordering at the drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;, Ellie yells to him "daddy I want a Barbie Melt Down!"  I don't know why, but that still makes me laugh so I had to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is trying out new words lately.  Almost everything she says starts with "well actually."  The other day she walked up to me and said "well this is awkward!  My drawer won't open!"  I was like wow, that is awkward!  She's so funny.  She keeps me laughing all of the time.  She's in a very loving and obedient stage right now.  If I tell her "no"  she immediately says "O-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt; Mom."  It's wonderful.  I wonder how long it will last, but for now I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-8993094641568694995?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8993094641568694995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=8993094641568694995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8993094641568694995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/8993094641568694995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-ell-stories.html' title='Funny Ell Stories'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8wPlC-8x3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nfE7wBI8XUM/s72-c/ellieboo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1545466555481920529</id><published>2008-03-02T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:41:50.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8tXOS-8x2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/mtu5GeLJ5Ac/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8tXOS-8x2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/mtu5GeLJ5Ac/s320/Christmas+2007+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173324500090799970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8tWeS-8x1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/E-qCg5LpGAI/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8tWeS-8x1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/E-qCg5LpGAI/s320/Christmas+2007+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173323675457079122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I betcha can't guess who helped Maycie build this igloo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1545466555481920529?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1545466555481920529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1545466555481920529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1545466555481920529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1545466555481920529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-betcha-cant-guess-who-helped-maycie.html' title=''/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8tXOS-8x2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/mtu5GeLJ5Ac/s72-c/Christmas+2007+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-1780512438303028736</id><published>2008-02-29T07:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T09:16:32.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Busted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8g9NC-8xuI/AAAAAAAAADY/bdvWXx_Szpg/s1600-h/winter+2007honk+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8g9NC-8xuI/AAAAAAAAADY/bdvWXx_Szpg/s320/winter+2007honk+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172451466383509218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toby isn't supposed to come in the house, but when he sneaks in Averie makes him pay for it!  She loves her "Ki Ki Ki".  She always yells at him "No no no Ki."  Poor Tobes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8ghQC-8xsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0dHerH3Atac/s1600-h/winter+2007honk+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8ghQC-8xsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0dHerH3Atac/s320/winter+2007honk+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172420731597539010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This kid can destroy a whole house in a matter of seconds!  She is ALWAYS under the kitchen sink.  I have found my car keys in there, old sippy cups, toys, hair brushes, etc. basically if we can't find something we look under the sink first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-1780512438303028736?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1780512438303028736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=1780512438303028736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1780512438303028736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/1780512438303028736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-busted.html' title='So Busted!'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8g9NC-8xuI/AAAAAAAAADY/bdvWXx_Szpg/s72-c/winter+2007honk+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-4804815248038273755</id><published>2008-02-28T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T09:39:41.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b2t4cfDdI/AAAAAAAAABg/bsZMpMK-sk8/s1600-h/Cruise+Baby+175.jpg"&gt;Our Cruise to Grand Cayman, Cozumel, Belize, and Isla Roatan.  Nine days of Paradise!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8hCpy-8xzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/duvmcJo8Nh0/s1600-h/Belize,+Mayan+Ruins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8hCpy-8xzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/duvmcJo8Nh0/s320/Belize,+Mayan+Ruins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172457457862887218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here we are in Belize at the Altun Ha Mayan ruins. This was so fascinating! The earliest evidence of settlement here dates to 200 B.C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b2t4cfDdI/AAAAAAAAABg/bsZMpMK-sk8/s1600-h/Cruise+Baby+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b2t4cfDdI/AAAAAAAAABg/bsZMpMK-sk8/s320/Cruise+Baby+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172092490188000722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                Vegas on a boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b2aIcfDcI/AAAAAAAAABY/3tP6sOGALKs/s1600-h/Grand+Cayman+Island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b2aIcfDcI/AAAAAAAAABY/3tP6sOGALKs/s320/Grand+Cayman+Island.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172092150885584322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                    Grand Cayman, Seven Mile Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b1x4cfDbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yEeu2Hn-934/s1600-h/Cruise+Baby+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b1x4cfDbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yEeu2Hn-934/s320/Cruise+Baby+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172091459395849650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a private beach in Roatan, Honduras (where they film the Corona commercials).  The only way to describe it is......PARADISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b1mIcfDaI/AAAAAAAAABI/5WwHlwU2Ijo/s1600-h/Isla+Roatan,+Honduras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b1mIcfDaI/AAAAAAAAABI/5WwHlwU2Ijo/s320/Isla+Roatan,+Honduras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172091257532386722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b0YYcfDZI/AAAAAAAAABA/r2-jUJ38tEc/s1600-h/Formal+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8b0YYcfDZI/AAAAAAAAABA/r2-jUJ38tEc/s320/Formal+Night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172089921797557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aren't we so cute all dressed up?  When my mom came to watch our kids (right before we left) she had this dress on.  I said "hey that's pretty fancy maybe I should take that for formal night."  She literally ripped it off her body and I through it in my suit case.  It was a little snug (and old lady) but it did the trick.  What a mom!  Isn't Paul smokin hot in his suit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8bzSIcfDXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/l4pigVMzO74/s1600-h/Cozumel+Mex,+Beach+Buggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8bzSIcfDXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/l4pigVMzO74/s320/Cozumel+Mex,+Beach+Buggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172088714911747442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We drove this Beach Buggy across the whole island of Cozumel.  Then, we went snorkeling and then drove back.  It took me a LONG time to get a brush through my hair again and the salt water mixed with the wind makes it especially nasty!  So worth the damage!  We had so much fun this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8btwIcfDTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kfYSsFzxDNM/s1600-h/Belize,+Mayan+Ruins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8btwIcfDTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kfYSsFzxDNM/s400/Belize,+Mayan+Ruins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172082633238056242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6671227205304551909-4804815248038273755?l=paulnthegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4804815248038273755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6671227205304551909&amp;postID=4804815248038273755' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/4804815248038273755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6671227205304551909/posts/default/4804815248038273755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulnthegirls.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-know-what-im-doing.html' title='My Dream Vacation'/><author><name>Paul and Natalie McB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11114900047874001525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9-jh8krZbLI/R8hCpy-8xzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/duvmcJo8Nh0/s72-c/Belize,+Mayan+Ruins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
