<?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-17890779</id><updated>2012-02-04T06:46:38.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engstrom Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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>491</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2799107347386741686</id><published>2012-01-30T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T18:02:09.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DALLIN DID IT......HE TURNED 6!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man, blogging just is not my forte anymore. &amp;nbsp;Wait? &amp;nbsp;Was it ever my forte? &amp;nbsp;Moving on.....Dallin turned 6. &amp;nbsp;Yep he did.....like waaaaaay back at the end of November. &amp;nbsp;I'm ashamed. &amp;nbsp;Ashamed that I am just now blogging about it. &amp;nbsp;But, what's a blog without Dallin turning 6? &amp;nbsp;This is Dallin right before his&amp;nbsp;birthday&amp;nbsp;at a dairy farm he and I went to on a school&amp;nbsp;field trip. &amp;nbsp;It was fun. &amp;nbsp;Dallin liked it.....a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azBS2-74ZRQ/Tycb235oTII/AAAAAAAAJHs/wRcmyA70078/s1600/080-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azBS2-74ZRQ/Tycb235oTII/AAAAAAAAJHs/wRcmyA70078/s400/080-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Dallin at the&amp;nbsp;Children's&amp;nbsp;Museum in Atlanta. &amp;nbsp;The last time we went before our pass expired. &amp;nbsp;He loved it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdAJn5MW9Ik/Tycb2z8z_UI/AAAAAAAAJH4/oMxg1EmVGII/s1600/091-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdAJn5MW9Ik/Tycb2z8z_UI/AAAAAAAAJH4/oMxg1EmVGII/s400/091-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are Dallin's requested angry bird cupcakes that I made for his birthday. &amp;nbsp;Dallin is in love with angry birds. &amp;nbsp;Well, actually......&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with angry birds might be more accurate. &amp;nbsp;I'm okay with it. &amp;nbsp;He loved these too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZD13tl9BeI/Tycb3OZfAlI/AAAAAAAAJIE/oTbKRg7FouQ/s1600/133-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZD13tl9BeI/Tycb3OZfAlI/AAAAAAAAJIE/oTbKRg7FouQ/s400/133-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the birthday boy with his crown he got at school....and the rather&amp;nbsp;large&amp;nbsp;bandage he got after&amp;nbsp;falling&amp;nbsp;on grandma's treadmill and getting his skinned rubbed right off. &amp;nbsp;His neck wasn't even the worst injury. &amp;nbsp;You&amp;nbsp;can thank me later for not taking pictures with the bandages&amp;nbsp;off. &amp;nbsp;He loved the crown but did not love the burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6oP9HJKV3QE/Tycb3gitjYI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/WDp9CmtMLsM/s1600/135-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6oP9HJKV3QE/Tycb3gitjYI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/WDp9CmtMLsM/s400/135-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin got a flying pig ship and some cars. &amp;nbsp;He loved those too. &amp;nbsp;At least for a little while.....I'm not sure he plays with them much anymore. &amp;nbsp;YES, it has been that long since I've blogged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjne0PfvySo/Tycb3yp1_nI/AAAAAAAAJIc/mUgz331y4qs/s1600/148-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjne0PfvySo/Tycb3yp1_nI/AAAAAAAAJIc/mUgz331y4qs/s400/148-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin is a pretty sweet boy.....well, except for when he's being not sweet. &amp;nbsp;Those moments are&amp;nbsp;growing to&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;less frequent. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE this boy of mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpnmt4T8aNI/Tycb4TaJBdI/AAAAAAAAJIo/zrFS2a5uYHo/s1600/280-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpnmt4T8aNI/Tycb4TaJBdI/AAAAAAAAJIo/zrFS2a5uYHo/s400/280-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I ever mentioned that Dallin is pretty funny too. &amp;nbsp;he keeps us laughing....only, he hates when we laugh at what he says/does. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't get that it is a good thing, yet. &amp;nbsp;He was tired&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;taking pictures so he decided to show me and not pose. &amp;nbsp;Looks like I showed him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTcwwdn2cBc/Tycb4sA9yBI/AAAAAAAAJIw/ITDy4rQF3KI/s1600/282-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTcwwdn2cBc/Tycb4sA9yBI/AAAAAAAAJIw/ITDy4rQF3KI/s400/282-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dallin also loves to draw. &amp;nbsp;What does he love to draw? &amp;nbsp;Yep, you guessed it, angry birds. &amp;nbsp;And stick people too. &amp;nbsp;Only, they&amp;nbsp;look&amp;nbsp;like stick aliens. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I'll post a scanned picture of some of his people soon. &amp;nbsp;No promises. &amp;nbsp;Dallin loves to eat anything that is high in carbs. &amp;nbsp;It's sick, but I can't let the boy starve. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;He loves to ride his new bike and be first to get anywhere (into the car, into the house, into the tub, but not into the bed). &amp;nbsp;Dallin is definitely a keeper.&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/17890779-2799107347386741686?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2799107347386741686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2799107347386741686' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2799107347386741686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2799107347386741686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2012/01/dallin-did-ithe-turned-6.html' title='DALLIN DID IT......HE TURNED 6!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-azBS2-74ZRQ/Tycb235oTII/AAAAAAAAJHs/wRcmyA70078/s72-c/080-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7515889935308386821</id><published>2011-11-10T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T13:00:41.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OCTOBER HAPPENINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest, Mia, turned 8 at the beginning of the month. &amp;nbsp;Mia is at a really great age where she loves to read, go to school and church, is helpful at home and loves playing with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKBtNjtBvtU/TrwMbg51s2I/AAAAAAAAJBc/Lb3uDG89QNY/s1600/IMG_7825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKBtNjtBvtU/TrwMbg51s2I/AAAAAAAAJBc/Lb3uDG89QNY/s400/IMG_7825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia requested a purple cake .....again......and she loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-a2tE_Dy94/TrwMb57bi1I/AAAAAAAAJBo/DTARwOXhnTw/s1600/IMG_7842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-a2tE_Dy94/TrwMb57bi1I/AAAAAAAAJBo/DTARwOXhnTw/s400/IMG_7842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia was especially excited about her&amp;nbsp;Rapunzel&amp;nbsp;doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRP2DBhyKw/TrwMcSFMgEI/AAAAAAAAJB0/UxbA4D7-aN0/s1600/IMG_7861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRP2DBhyKw/TrwMcSFMgEI/AAAAAAAAJB0/UxbA4D7-aN0/s400/IMG_7861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later in the week Mia had a party with some of her girly friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jcng-yRS480/TrwMci5qgzI/AAAAAAAAJCA/-w9JlrlIIKo/s1600/IMG_7875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jcng-yRS480/TrwMci5qgzI/AAAAAAAAJCA/-w9JlrlIIKo/s400/IMG_7875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate, played, and did this fun craft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zngqZAOPMwY/TrwMdWk9-fI/AAAAAAAAJCM/D7HtMIcFZ6U/s1600/IMG_7886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zngqZAOPMwY/TrwMdWk9-fI/AAAAAAAAJCM/D7HtMIcFZ6U/s400/IMG_7886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the party girls with their frames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUnK9Q0mNM8/TrwMeAP5h_I/AAAAAAAAJCY/I0Hl6yddy0k/s1600/IMG_7887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUnK9Q0mNM8/TrwMeAP5h_I/AAAAAAAAJCY/I0Hl6yddy0k/s400/IMG_7887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, the next day Mia got baptized. &amp;nbsp;It was a lovely day and I am so grateful so many family and friends were able to come and support her. &amp;nbsp;Now I wish I would have gotten a picture with everyone that came &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_S4CASbrnU/TrwMeUKEbkI/AAAAAAAAJCg/wXTp1ukVQV8/s1600/IMG_7905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_S4CASbrnU/TrwMeUKEbkI/AAAAAAAAJCg/wXTp1ukVQV8/s400/IMG_7905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben did a great job with Mia's baptism and confirmation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KShBupyDvE/TrwMeiVAABI/AAAAAAAAJCw/VtI_-e7DxUQ/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KShBupyDvE/TrwMeiVAABI/AAAAAAAAJCw/VtI_-e7DxUQ/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were all so happy for Mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-kPoYuBX4/TrwMfaJMgbI/AAAAAAAAJC8/nPtDID1eOCA/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-kPoYuBX4/TrwMfaJMgbI/AAAAAAAAJC8/nPtDID1eOCA/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia's baptism dress was made by one of my friends. &amp;nbsp;All I had to do was make her dinner.....what a great trade! &amp;nbsp;It turned out so pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owQb_32vKMA/TrwMgII7WsI/AAAAAAAAJDI/uFQ7gtyC0zQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owQb_32vKMA/TrwMgII7WsI/AAAAAAAAJDI/uFQ7gtyC0zQ/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia with her Grandpas.....who were the witnesses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-r9EIJHK8Y/TrwMgYZzaYI/AAAAAAAAJDU/zYdb1Zm9rW0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-r9EIJHK8Y/TrwMgYZzaYI/AAAAAAAAJDU/zYdb1Zm9rW0/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia with her Grandmas.....Grandma M. played the piano and Grandma E. lead the music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlGyJKYKxj4/TrwMgw0EiLI/AAAAAAAAJDc/dYB782E0Xy4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlGyJKYKxj4/TrwMgw0EiLI/AAAAAAAAJDc/dYB782E0Xy4/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Emma gave the talk on the Holy Ghost and Aunt Ruth gave the talk on Baptism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSV43TzAU48/TrwMhF6WcxI/AAAAAAAAJDs/BSe1dcfJ4gw/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSV43TzAU48/TrwMhF6WcxI/AAAAAAAAJDs/BSe1dcfJ4gw/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweetest bunch of siblings ever! Here you can see her after baptism "fancy" dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v6zmeN7cuWw/TrwMiCMVG-I/AAAAAAAAJD8/ueCjHTKc6R8/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v6zmeN7cuWw/TrwMiCMVG-I/AAAAAAAAJD8/ueCjHTKc6R8/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The middle of the month was pretty boring in comparison but by the end, things were lookin' up again. &amp;nbsp;Halloween can do that, ya know? &amp;nbsp;Dallin as a night warrior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUPM3hCUfKs/TrwMi8YrhoI/AAAAAAAAJEI/Ws1oEX1EqZg/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUPM3hCUfKs/TrwMi8YrhoI/AAAAAAAAJEI/Ws1oEX1EqZg/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia as a purple witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uD1uWMJvyqI/TrwMjTnbtuI/AAAAAAAAJEU/m-A9jwxmd8M/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uD1uWMJvyqI/TrwMjTnbtuI/AAAAAAAAJEU/m-A9jwxmd8M/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami as a butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3JmIlesG48/TrwMj828MmI/AAAAAAAAJEg/CxfZ_OOGvj8/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3JmIlesG48/TrwMj828MmI/AAAAAAAAJEg/CxfZ_OOGvj8/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All 3 really enjoyed trick-or-treating.....good news, they didn't get any tricks.....bad news, they got way too much candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmNoFH7it34/TrwMkTQUJOI/AAAAAAAAJEo/SMpB2A-gCo0/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmNoFH7it34/TrwMkTQUJOI/AAAAAAAAJEo/SMpB2A-gCo0/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then..........does anyone notice anything different about Mia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DodMMyf1Pqg/TrwMkn2UFnI/AAAAAAAAJE0/N-lcOqQ0vTA/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DodMMyf1Pqg/TrwMkn2UFnI/AAAAAAAAJE0/N-lcOqQ0vTA/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a clue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySQsW0_uE8Q/TrwMlA1ue8I/AAAAAAAAJFE/O_MnJgkudc8/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySQsW0_uE8Q/TrwMlA1ue8I/AAAAAAAAJFE/O_MnJgkudc8/s400/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; 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Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-XKBtNjtBvtU/TrwMbg51s2I/AAAAAAAAJBc/Lb3uDG89QNY/s72-c/IMG_7825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8262190395829560027</id><published>2011-09-15T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:28:05.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STACHE PARTY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;During the summer, Dallin, Cami and I saw Cars 2 with&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;cousins. &amp;nbsp;Dallin quickly became&amp;nbsp;fascinated&amp;nbsp;with Professor Z. &amp;nbsp;If you have seen the movie you will recall that Professor Z has a mustache and a monocle. &amp;nbsp;Since the movie Dallin found a suitable toy (I think a little toy dog collar) for his monocle but he has &amp;nbsp;frequently asked me to make him a mustache. &amp;nbsp;So usually I will go get my brown felt and cut something that resembles a mustache. &amp;nbsp;He's not too hard to please. &amp;nbsp;So wouldn't you know that while I was standing in a mile-long line at Old Navy a few weeks ago, I spotted a package of 5 mustaches for 2 bucks in one of their bins by the registers. &amp;nbsp;Usually it's all just crap in&amp;nbsp;those&amp;nbsp;bins but&amp;nbsp;occasionally&amp;nbsp;you hit the jackpot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids had a great time trying them on and when they were done we made sure to put the paper back on the sticky part so we could enjoy the mustaches for weeks to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EhmU2ZWga0Y/TnKipN3S-7I/AAAAAAAAJAM/VaVjCTZ0iv4/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EhmU2ZWga0Y/TnKipN3S-7I/AAAAAAAAJAM/VaVjCTZ0iv4/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oM9_vRM3Mlg/TnKipaPJGkI/AAAAAAAAJAU/bPb7Ii2xIvk/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oM9_vRM3Mlg/TnKipaPJGkI/AAAAAAAAJAU/bPb7Ii2xIvk/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-rYmx2c8c8/TnKipsq0q5I/AAAAAAAAJAc/ivDebXxU1ts/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w-rYmx2c8c8/TnKipsq0q5I/AAAAAAAAJAc/ivDebXxU1ts/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, I have some CRAZIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ_qOQXo-54/TnKip0GU3dI/AAAAAAAAJAk/x5ETO5qbg3g/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ_qOQXo-54/TnKip0GU3dI/AAAAAAAAJAk/x5ETO5qbg3g/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYieXvuDJrM/TnKiqBqa_KI/AAAAAAAAJAs/Ln4VKflPAuU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYieXvuDJrM/TnKiqBqa_KI/AAAAAAAAJAs/Ln4VKflPAuU/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My absolute FAVORITE! &amp;nbsp;Cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJYa_FkSoLo/TnKiqEj5PXI/AAAAAAAAJA0/Hgi3t8d0ZSQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJYa_FkSoLo/TnKiqEj5PXI/AAAAAAAAJA0/Hgi3t8d0ZSQ/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJpARrOaxYE/TnKiqX1F9EI/AAAAAAAAJA8/aNcHtWG66_A/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJpARrOaxYE/TnKiqX1F9EI/AAAAAAAAJA8/aNcHtWG66_A/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1kiF8ZdKZjY/TnKiqurwp6I/AAAAAAAAJBE/ihqelSM0USg/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1kiF8ZdKZjY/TnKiqurwp6I/AAAAAAAAJBE/ihqelSM0USg/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin decided he needed to dress up to match his mustache??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEu0bYLXm8k/TnKiq3GlGbI/AAAAAAAAJBM/e4YNupn4b9w/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEu0bYLXm8k/TnKiq3GlGbI/AAAAAAAAJBM/e4YNupn4b9w/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No clue what's going on in this one but it looks like they are having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDbwMPv7Xjs/TnKirPrcMTI/AAAAAAAAJBU/jkgvlELUOBw/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDbwMPv7Xjs/TnKirPrcMTI/AAAAAAAAJBU/jkgvlELUOBw/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&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/17890779-8262190395829560027?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8262190395829560027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8262190395829560027' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8262190395829560027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8262190395829560027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/09/stache-party.html' title='STACHE PARTY!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-EhmU2ZWga0Y/TnKipN3S-7I/AAAAAAAAJAM/VaVjCTZ0iv4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3968139402514559820</id><published>2011-08-13T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T12:57:33.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet kiddos started school last Wednesday.....like, the 3rd of August. &amp;nbsp;Can you&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that? &amp;nbsp;I think we are headed&amp;nbsp;toward&amp;nbsp;year round school. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, it was a happy day. &amp;nbsp;Well, except for the part where we all have to get up early when we would rather be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin so excited before his first day of KINDERGARTEN! &amp;nbsp;Dallin asked me earlier that morning, "mom, will you do my hair spikey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSljALPsvJE/TkaoPEY_scI/AAAAAAAAIiY/S-8aZmin_JA/s1600/009-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSljALPsvJE/TkaoPEY_scI/AAAAAAAAIiY/S-8aZmin_JA/s400/009-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia looking happy before her first day of SECOND GRADE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_NIDjm5GIo/TkaoPQWVWbI/AAAAAAAAIig/kA8rlhllY-g/s1600/013-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_NIDjm5GIo/TkaoPQWVWbI/AAAAAAAAIig/kA8rlhllY-g/s400/013-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't they look sweet together? &amp;nbsp;I told Mia to keep an eye on her brother for the first few days. &amp;nbsp;She just looked at me and rolled her eyes. &amp;nbsp;HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZ9ABG52b4/TkaoPa59fmI/AAAAAAAAIio/97RLY0innlw/s1600/020-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZ9ABG52b4/TkaoPa59fmI/AAAAAAAAIio/97RLY0innlw/s400/020-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what Ben told them to say but it made a cute picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek6mY0qKlZE/TkaoPkgI2OI/AAAAAAAAIiw/AMLadmsxLhQ/s1600/022-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek6mY0qKlZE/TkaoPkgI2OI/AAAAAAAAIiw/AMLadmsxLhQ/s400/022-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course Cami had to get in a few. &amp;nbsp;She missed them so much that first day. &amp;nbsp;She still does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oF2NSffpTcM/TkaoPyLDT5I/AAAAAAAAIi4/xfjcvKrACgs/s1600/031-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oF2NSffpTcM/TkaoPyLDT5I/AAAAAAAAIi4/xfjcvKrACgs/s400/031-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin in front of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKgvLY_UUJ4/TkaoP5RmkUI/AAAAAAAAIjA/UqpO35UX8tM/s1600/053-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKgvLY_UUJ4/TkaoP5RmkUI/AAAAAAAAIjA/UqpO35UX8tM/s400/053-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8iw8rxXth4/TkaoP8EvIyI/AAAAAAAAIjI/m5aBJZYLUTU/s1600/054-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8iw8rxXth4/TkaoP8EvIyI/AAAAAAAAIjI/m5aBJZYLUTU/s400/054-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin in his cowboy themed classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOVd5U4TAMc/TkaoQCmn9QI/AAAAAAAAIjQ/VKI-gt7Jqmk/s1600/057-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOVd5U4TAMc/TkaoQCmn9QI/AAAAAAAAIjQ/VKI-gt7Jqmk/s400/057-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia wanted me to leave without taking a picture but I couldn't do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mj_EkUksLWo/TkaoQKdNpGI/AAAAAAAAIjY/iEDYXTcFyLw/s1600/058-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mj_EkUksLWo/TkaoQKdNpGI/AAAAAAAAIjY/iEDYXTcFyLw/s400/058-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami in the doorway as we waited for the bus to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kGT61dMMTQ/TkaoQUbIhlI/AAAAAAAAIjg/B83q9pFMoR8/s1600/060-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kGT61dMMTQ/TkaoQUbIhlI/AAAAAAAAIjg/B83q9pFMoR8/s400/060-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just getting off the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf0CM5e41bA/TkaoQv7iDwI/AAAAAAAAIjo/wNXroD-WMY0/s1600/061-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf0CM5e41bA/TkaoQv7iDwI/AAAAAAAAIjo/wNXroD-WMY0/s400/061-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excited to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpxVek5Yz9s/TkaoQizrOsI/AAAAAAAAIjw/jjD1Vg3s8R0/s1600/064-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpxVek5Yz9s/TkaoQizrOsI/AAAAAAAAIjw/jjD1Vg3s8R0/s400/064-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture warms my heart for so many reasons. &amp;nbsp;The girls are so excited to see each other and Dallin is so excited to see ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tIBexqbBBiE/TkaoQ78jLbI/AAAAAAAAIj4/KntAQAIK2dA/s1600/065-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tIBexqbBBiE/TkaoQ78jLbI/AAAAAAAAIj4/KntAQAIK2dA/s400/065-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So precious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te383a0qBtw/TkaoQ9jhrZI/AAAAAAAAIkA/9vfmnThc86Y/s1600/067-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te383a0qBtw/TkaoQ9jhrZI/AAAAAAAAIkA/9vfmnThc86Y/s400/067-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not precious. &amp;nbsp;Look at all that sweat! &amp;nbsp;It is hot on the bus. &amp;nbsp;It is cruel to start school so early in the south. &amp;nbsp;I should pick them up but Dallin and Mia will have none of that. &amp;nbsp;I am much more bothered by it than they are. &amp;nbsp;Mia was pretty&amp;nbsp;sweaty&amp;nbsp;too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZz0WPxJpr4/TkaoRMq5rzI/AAAAAAAAIkI/SgKsMDJrciQ/s1600/071-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZz0WPxJpr4/TkaoRMq5rzI/AAAAAAAAIkI/SgKsMDJrciQ/s400/071-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&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/17890779-3968139402514559820?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3968139402514559820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3968139402514559820' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3968139402514559820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3968139402514559820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-TSljALPsvJE/TkaoPEY_scI/AAAAAAAAIiY/S-8aZmin_JA/s72-c/009-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7630192876754233001</id><published>2011-07-11T13:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:32:15.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Furniture Makeover Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;This is an old dresser that used to be in Ben's grandparents' house and we eneded up with it a couple of years ago. &amp;nbsp;It was just too plain and needed a little help. &amp;nbsp;I didn't get a good before picture. &amp;nbsp;This will have to do. &amp;nbsp;You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1BX4V6o6bc/ThswmxIVwwI/AAAAAAAAH8s/BJqw8r4aD1Y/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1BX4V6o6bc/ThswmxIVwwI/AAAAAAAAH8s/BJqw8r4aD1Y/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is one drawer after priming, painting and glazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHvNz-lpJ1M/Thswm9Pw1wI/AAAAAAAAH80/2EO3nIFcLLw/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHvNz-lpJ1M/Thswm9Pw1wI/AAAAAAAAH80/2EO3nIFcLLw/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a drawer pre-glaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RNdSTZg7BE/ThswnTu0DkI/AAAAAAAAH88/OfvovVjCRek/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RNdSTZg7BE/ThswnTu0DkI/AAAAAAAAH88/OfvovVjCRek/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Another pic of the dresser pre re-do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2daqfWV-6c/Thswn4yqoxI/AAAAAAAAH9M/M6mpIuR-fFg/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2daqfWV-6c/Thswn4yqoxI/AAAAAAAAH9M/M6mpIuR-fFg/s400/012.JPG" style="height: 267px; width: 400px;" width="681" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glaze on a painted drawer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ1qvj4ftw4/Thswn1a1v-I/AAAAAAAAH9E/vPAXN-trh5o/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ1qvj4ftw4/Thswn1a1v-I/AAAAAAAAH9E/vPAXN-trh5o/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kN2EhrS5RFw/ThswoK-AByI/AAAAAAAAH9U/ZiwBY6rm4fE/s1600/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kN2EhrS5RFw/ThswoK-AByI/AAAAAAAAH9U/ZiwBY6rm4fE/s400/181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The drawers were fun to do because they had a little dimension to them but the flat sides and top were a pain. We painted the handles with an oil rubbed&amp;nbsp;bronze&amp;nbsp;paint. &amp;nbsp;They used to be an ugly gold color. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGnFd42Q_1U/ThswotuOOOI/AAAAAAAAH9c/y82MVCBiyVY/s1600/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGnFd42Q_1U/ThswotuOOOI/AAAAAAAAH9c/y82MVCBiyVY/s400/185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4dpIkqRTog/Thswo22UQ-I/AAAAAAAAH9k/bRIgJPxVQ0s/s1600/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4dpIkqRTog/Thswo22UQ-I/AAAAAAAAH9k/bRIgJPxVQ0s/s400/187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0mylhToWAk/ThswpN77n0I/AAAAAAAAH9s/F4C-CXA-k3E/s1600/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0mylhToWAk/ThswpN77n0I/AAAAAAAAH9s/F4C-CXA-k3E/s400/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was pleased with the final product. &amp;nbsp;Now, my next projest awaits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8JscHgcmBQ/ThswpB_N95I/AAAAAAAAH90/bTz-dgde3bc/s1600/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8JscHgcmBQ/ThswpB_N95I/AAAAAAAAH90/bTz-dgde3bc/s400/189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7630192876754233001?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7630192876754233001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7630192876754233001' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7630192876754233001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7630192876754233001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-furniture-makeover-project.html' title='First Furniture Makeover Project'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-V1BX4V6o6bc/ThswmxIVwwI/AAAAAAAAH8s/BJqw8r4aD1Y/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8691486941901319311</id><published>2011-07-03T16:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:37:29.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photo's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;As I was backing up pictures on our computer I decided to flag a few of my favorites. We take so many pictures and yet so few get posted.&amp;nbsp;Diane told me to&amp;nbsp;leave out a few pictures because they weren't good, but I liked them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZy4t-EyX3g/ThDNLUNqq7I/AAAAAAAAHuw/o3fTptyLdYA/s1600/269-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZy4t-EyX3g/ThDNLUNqq7I/AAAAAAAAHuw/o3fTptyLdYA/s400/269-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cq3Y5F0qEM/ThDNL4nINlI/AAAAAAAAHu4/WW57yO9kSHE/s1600/076-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cq3Y5F0qEM/ThDNL4nINlI/AAAAAAAAHu4/WW57yO9kSHE/s400/076-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oouLbF9ixgk/ThDNLxy2QlI/AAAAAAAAHvA/y9raqAYdQeU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oouLbF9ixgk/ThDNLxy2QlI/AAAAAAAAHvA/y9raqAYdQeU/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW2uSTf1se4/ThDNMOHI-BI/AAAAAAAAHvI/45h5tQUDuL4/s1600/IMG_4230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW2uSTf1se4/ThDNMOHI-BI/AAAAAAAAHvI/45h5tQUDuL4/s400/IMG_4230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-peXFnR8j5gY/ThDNMDgYa5I/AAAAAAAAHvQ/NDheIJaCJQY/s1600/IMG_4398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-peXFnR8j5gY/ThDNMDgYa5I/AAAAAAAAHvQ/NDheIJaCJQY/s400/IMG_4398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjaWl7JL94M/ThDNMcO0ZUI/AAAAAAAAHvY/osjq9G3aSHM/s1600/461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjaWl7JL94M/ThDNMcO0ZUI/AAAAAAAAHvY/osjq9G3aSHM/s400/461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1llqV0spNAk/ThDNM24joUI/AAAAAAAAHvg/FEncVmnV1j0/s1600/027-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1llqV0spNAk/ThDNM24joUI/AAAAAAAAHvg/FEncVmnV1j0/s400/027-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zn5nCWNU40/ThDNNge1vCI/AAAAAAAAHvo/ujkU6M4eiDU/s1600/023-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zn5nCWNU40/ThDNNge1vCI/AAAAAAAAHvo/ujkU6M4eiDU/s400/023-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-VvuUxzi48/ThDNN5iGQgI/AAAAAAAAHvw/AQsE9Y5op8o/s1600/IMG_4284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-VvuUxzi48/ThDNN5iGQgI/AAAAAAAAHvw/AQsE9Y5op8o/s400/IMG_4284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33nIkZCVA54/ThDNOySKKOI/AAAAAAAAHv4/UfCgru1pBxg/s1600/IMG_4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33nIkZCVA54/ThDNOySKKOI/AAAAAAAAHv4/UfCgru1pBxg/s400/IMG_4291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_snUqpNEYs/ThDNPPgwzCI/AAAAAAAAHwA/nVjdkWqfsA0/s1600/IMG_4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_snUqpNEYs/ThDNPPgwzCI/AAAAAAAAHwA/nVjdkWqfsA0/s400/IMG_4357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWuZCNwhu34/ThDNPmiOdEI/AAAAAAAAHwI/cCW0PShlmcA/s1600/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWuZCNwhu34/ThDNPmiOdEI/AAAAAAAAHwI/cCW0PShlmcA/s400/IMG_4364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aJMufdpHjxo/ThDNQYzq-oI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/QjfO2f_jKaQ/s1600/IMG_4385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aJMufdpHjxo/ThDNQYzq-oI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/QjfO2f_jKaQ/s400/IMG_4385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pFZPaPkHpw/ThDNQsxOg4I/AAAAAAAAHwY/YuQBSjFMdBU/s1600/035-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pFZPaPkHpw/ThDNQsxOg4I/AAAAAAAAHwY/YuQBSjFMdBU/s400/035-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQZwaYwV3jI/ThDNQhHKE6I/AAAAAAAAHwg/LNIa1bJ4PKI/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQZwaYwV3jI/ThDNQhHKE6I/AAAAAAAAHwg/LNIa1bJ4PKI/s400/159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnFAYleVi1o/ThDNRJhzMkI/AAAAAAAAHwo/uHtOo5ZmmpE/s1600/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnFAYleVi1o/ThDNRJhzMkI/AAAAAAAAHwo/uHtOo5ZmmpE/s400/167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWrViGf_j10/ThDNRa4ziOI/AAAAAAAAHww/aIgWZCWzU3M/s1600/008-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWrViGf_j10/ThDNRa4ziOI/AAAAAAAAHww/aIgWZCWzU3M/s400/008-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1chdEyTgMIo/ThDNSWZzONI/AAAAAAAAHw4/AvDT1KoBaf8/s1600/010-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1chdEyTgMIo/ThDNSWZzONI/AAAAAAAAHw4/AvDT1KoBaf8/s400/010-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3WUM72nC7A/ThDNSxgWnjI/AAAAAAAAHxA/oEunYO-Akgo/s1600/102-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3WUM72nC7A/ThDNSxgWnjI/AAAAAAAAHxA/oEunYO-Akgo/s400/102-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBn7HsUQi4U/ThDNTZi7zcI/AAAAAAAAHxI/cFx81noIaRY/s1600/144-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBn7HsUQi4U/ThDNTZi7zcI/AAAAAAAAHxI/cFx81noIaRY/s400/144-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did I mention this would be just a few?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; 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Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-RZy4t-EyX3g/ThDNLUNqq7I/AAAAAAAAHuw/o3fTptyLdYA/s72-c/269-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4296376467637016396</id><published>2011-06-10T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:55:50.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI IS 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;This post comes with much heartache on my part. &amp;nbsp;I begged Cami to stop growing up but she laughed in my face. &amp;nbsp;Cami turned 3 on Monday. &amp;nbsp;She's our baby, she's not supposed to be 3. &amp;nbsp;Older or not we are so glad she is such a sweet girl. &amp;nbsp;I mean, sometimes she is not sweet but mostly she is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpArk9c9NvU/TfLWzyLeukI/AAAAAAAAHGI/DpatBL99258/s1600/118-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpArk9c9NvU/TfLWzyLeukI/AAAAAAAAHGI/DpatBL99258/s400/118-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her shirt is dirty. &amp;nbsp;That is pretty typical of Cami. &amp;nbsp;She is my dirtiest child yet. &amp;nbsp;But that just means she eats and plays hard. &amp;nbsp;Look at those wide stumpy feet. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HXXC2dR_5T8/TfLW0LeaAqI/AAAAAAAAHGQ/0OSLHo71tOk/s1600/121-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HXXC2dR_5T8/TfLW0LeaAqI/AAAAAAAAHGQ/0OSLHo71tOk/s400/121-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqdB9Wu41FA/TfLW0ceUm9I/AAAAAAAAHGY/ClmMPZ6J17k/s1600/222-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqdB9Wu41FA/TfLW0ceUm9I/AAAAAAAAHGY/ClmMPZ6J17k/s400/222-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami LOVED going to the beach on our recent vacation. &amp;nbsp;We couldn't keep her out of the water. &amp;nbsp;We had to run after her a few times to avoid a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CmPtsnsHKDY/TfLW0swJZsI/AAAAAAAAHGg/SDTKstJpt08/s1600/452-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CmPtsnsHKDY/TfLW0swJZsI/AAAAAAAAHGg/SDTKstJpt08/s400/452-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excited for her birthday cupcakes. &amp;nbsp;Which she requested. &amp;nbsp;She was very clear that she wanted cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyjuj6wDc5w/TfLW0_zobhI/AAAAAAAAHGo/ov5JApuwsV4/s1600/470-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyjuj6wDc5w/TfLW0_zobhI/AAAAAAAAHGo/ov5JApuwsV4/s400/470-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you tell that she liked them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9_ywzIfwfw/TfLW1bBOhKI/AAAAAAAAHGw/dKBNQBVqP_E/s1600/476-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9_ywzIfwfw/TfLW1bBOhKI/AAAAAAAAHGw/dKBNQBVqP_E/s400/476-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEuAFVAx2MI/TfLW1uYKF4I/AAAAAAAAHG4/cjayUw2Vbvw/s1600/509-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEuAFVAx2MI/TfLW1uYKF4I/AAAAAAAAHG4/cjayUw2Vbvw/s400/509-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He smells like strawberries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-4mMp60vS0/TfLW2DOQYyI/AAAAAAAAHHA/98IklVUrQW0/s1600/513-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-4mMp60vS0/TfLW2DOQYyI/AAAAAAAAHHA/98IklVUrQW0/s400/513-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mnLQNnbEHU/TfLW2qDjV6I/AAAAAAAAHHI/vfVr-6joGLs/s1600/518-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mnLQNnbEHU/TfLW2qDjV6I/AAAAAAAAHHI/vfVr-6joGLs/s400/518-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture cracks me up and warms my heart. &amp;nbsp;I think we'll keep her even if she does keep growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDRM0lSyRKg/TfLW2yVLKSI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/U_WPCAsSsXM/s1600/554-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDRM0lSyRKg/TfLW2yVLKSI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/U_WPCAsSsXM/s400/554-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; 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Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-TpArk9c9NvU/TfLWzyLeukI/AAAAAAAAHGI/DpatBL99258/s72-c/118-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7315789573190387695</id><published>2011-05-26T13:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:54:14.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DALLIN'S DRESS UP WEEK AT SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago Dallin had dress up week at his pre-k. &amp;nbsp;What does this have to do with&amp;nbsp;education? &amp;nbsp;No clue.....but he loved it. &amp;nbsp;Everyday he would ask me what he got to wear and this was probably the only week the whole year that he was excited to go to school everyday. &amp;nbsp;I have no idea why he turned his head to the side everyday for his picture. &amp;nbsp;That is just Dallin and I love him for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE: HAT/SUNGLASS DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS6nPKRpzUM/Td6QNtuCPII/AAAAAAAAGwI/vb5Pi8VOHhk/s1600/025-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OS6nPKRpzUM/Td6QNtuCPII/AAAAAAAAGwI/vb5Pi8VOHhk/s400/025-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought he was supposed to wear one or the other but Dallin informed me after school that his teacher asked where his sunglasses were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAY TWO: RED,WHITE &amp;amp; BLUE DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQbqphycICc/Td6QNz2qp1I/AAAAAAAAGwQ/AdZrEU1HYvc/s1600/027-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQbqphycICc/Td6QNz2qp1I/AAAAAAAAGwQ/AdZrEU1HYvc/s400/027-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAY THREE: FUNNY HAIR/SILLY HAT DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-qrGivAowU/Td6QN3KtU9I/AAAAAAAAGwY/Gj6L3UNnYJQ/s1600/030-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-qrGivAowU/Td6QN3KtU9I/AAAAAAAAGwY/Gj6L3UNnYJQ/s400/030-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What? &amp;nbsp;Yes, I know the bandanna is pink. &amp;nbsp;So sue me. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't find the regular red and white farmer looking one. &amp;nbsp;Dallin was okay with it once I told him it was his pirate hat with as much excitement as I could muster up. &amp;nbsp;After school he reported that some kids laughed at him because it was pink but he said, "meh, I don't care" &amp;nbsp;I was surprised to find that he still had it on when I came to pick&amp;nbsp;him&amp;nbsp;up,&amp;nbsp;honestly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAY FOUR: SPORTS DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3hV2UmlpS4/Td6QOG--k2I/AAAAAAAAGwg/74kZAI9rtq4/s1600/032-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3hV2UmlpS4/Td6QOG--k2I/AAAAAAAAGwg/74kZAI9rtq4/s400/032-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing Dallin had his soccer uniform from the fall or we would have been sunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAY FIVE: PAJAMA DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvVmBwkx-h8/Td6QOCdnPOI/AAAAAAAAGwo/UsbWEhUfUtA/s1600/040-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvVmBwkx-h8/Td6QOCdnPOI/AAAAAAAAGwo/UsbWEhUfUtA/s400/040-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always think it's kinda funny/awkward looking when I see kids wearing PJ's to school. &amp;nbsp;But that doesn't even compare to seeing the teachers show up in them. &amp;nbsp;All in all Dallin had a great dress up week, dontcha think?&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/17890779-7315789573190387695?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7315789573190387695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7315789573190387695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7315789573190387695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7315789573190387695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/05/dallins-dress-up-week-at-school.html' title='DALLIN&apos;S DRESS UP WEEK AT SCHOOL'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-OS6nPKRpzUM/Td6QNtuCPII/AAAAAAAAGwI/vb5Pi8VOHhk/s72-c/025-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8068580338179368615</id><published>2011-05-09T20:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:18:18.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time over Easter weekend. &amp;nbsp;We normally have&amp;nbsp;Easter&amp;nbsp;at my&amp;nbsp;house&amp;nbsp;and I host my whole family but this year we had it at my&amp;nbsp;parents' house which was fun too. &amp;nbsp;Cami was her usual happy self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg6N43KuMh8/TciLrvmvNLI/AAAAAAAAGT4/8iUSFKLKzOc/s1600/113-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg6N43KuMh8/TciLrvmvNLI/AAAAAAAAGT4/8iUSFKLKzOc/s400/113-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a really fun easter for my kids&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;their cousins came down from SC. &amp;nbsp;Mia and Brandon always like hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBJMWbOWcr8/TciLr2ZtwyI/AAAAAAAAGUA/c24Zb5UFpwI/s1600/117-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBJMWbOWcr8/TciLr2ZtwyI/AAAAAAAAGUA/c24Zb5UFpwI/s400/117-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxE6wItQpro/TciLsHKOg8I/AAAAAAAAGUI/Cm_KcjaSysg/s1600/120-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxE6wItQpro/TciLsHKOg8I/AAAAAAAAGUI/Cm_KcjaSysg/s400/120-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun was in the girls' eyes but still cute pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IcLCfk8zU8/TciLsIsGz7I/AAAAAAAAGUQ/j53vPcHiHm4/s1600/132-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IcLCfk8zU8/TciLsIsGz7I/AAAAAAAAGUQ/j53vPcHiHm4/s400/132-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't get enough of this cute boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2osdCfFNjE/TciLsaGBtwI/AAAAAAAAGUY/JHVsCc3kMqc/s1600/137-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2osdCfFNjE/TciLsaGBtwI/AAAAAAAAGUY/JHVsCc3kMqc/s400/137-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia and Cami on the hunt for eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mr-aTH4YB7k/TciLse5dn7I/AAAAAAAAGUg/nnjtKu_vzNE/s1600/163-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mr-aTH4YB7k/TciLse5dn7I/AAAAAAAAGUg/nnjtKu_vzNE/s400/163-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like Dallin's basket couldn't hold even one more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCfipJrFuqc/TciLsvy5_II/AAAAAAAAGUo/_kJq_ZJHsvA/s1600/175-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCfipJrFuqc/TciLsvy5_II/AAAAAAAAGUo/_kJq_ZJHsvA/s400/175-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia likes to look for 4 leaf clovers and Cami decided to join her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN0qAGxgudc/TciLsmrINeI/AAAAAAAAGUw/Uh8rLDhz32U/s1600/266-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN0qAGxgudc/TciLsmrINeI/AAAAAAAAGUw/Uh8rLDhz32U/s400/266-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't get any pictures of the girls in their Easter dresses because I didn't buy any. &amp;nbsp;Easter kind of snuck up on me&amp;nbsp;without&amp;nbsp;a thought about it. &amp;nbsp;Oh well, they have plenty of dresses to wear so no need to buy one just for one Sunday. &amp;nbsp;I think I will do that every year. &amp;nbsp;&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/17890779-8068580338179368615?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8068580338179368615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8068580338179368615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8068580338179368615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8068580338179368615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/05/easters.html' title='EASTERS!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-fg6N43KuMh8/TciLrvmvNLI/AAAAAAAAGT4/8iUSFKLKzOc/s72-c/113-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2562512992850340310</id><published>2011-05-01T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:57:16.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BLOODY BATTLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FACT: It has been OVER 3 months since I last blogged......DANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FICTION: I do not like to blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FACT: I am just lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FICTION: Nothing blog worthy ever happens around here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FACT: AWESOME things happen around here all the time including something that has been in the process of&amp;nbsp;happening&amp;nbsp;for a while now and it is finally done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mia has had a wiggly front tooth for about 10 years now. &amp;nbsp;I can't&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;a time when it wasn't wiggly&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;that is how much she did not want to pull it out. &amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;run away if we asked to wiggle it. &amp;nbsp;It has been a battle. &amp;nbsp;I told her she needed to have it out by this weekend. &amp;nbsp;We were willing to let her pull it on her own but it had gotten ridiculous! &amp;nbsp;This is the last picture with her tooth in tact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kE6ByuQTCsQ/Tb4Jwz2ayrI/AAAAAAAAGEk/hh80czgVoPo/s1600/282-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kE6ByuQTCsQ/Tb4Jwz2ayrI/AAAAAAAAGEk/hh80czgVoPo/s320/282-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bloody aftermath of trying to twist it.....did it make you barf? &amp;nbsp;I wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2VbM9aQ6EU/Tb4J_7MKy-I/AAAAAAAAGEo/sLSFMcW7rR4/s1600/277-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2VbM9aQ6EU/Tb4J_7MKy-I/AAAAAAAAGEo/sLSFMcW7rR4/s320/277-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOOK!! &amp;nbsp;I did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4zAkFenuoA/Tb4KNxrPG7I/AAAAAAAAGEs/SCpY8DCpPs0/s1600/284-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4zAkFenuoA/Tb4KNxrPG7I/AAAAAAAAGEs/SCpY8DCpPs0/s320/284-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;TOOTHLESS girl.....she&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;so proud....&amp;nbsp;Ben&amp;nbsp;and I were happy the drama was over. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChBYF3tnJaM/Tb4Kcb8qiEI/AAAAAAAAGEw/t7puP9tcmsA/s1600/285-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChBYF3tnJaM/Tb4Kcb8qiEI/AAAAAAAAGEw/t7puP9tcmsA/s320/285-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little did we know that the other front tooth was&amp;nbsp;pretty&amp;nbsp;wiggly too. &amp;nbsp;We encouraged her to pull it too but she wanted to wait. &amp;nbsp;Then tonight after Ben left on a flight she said she wanted to surprise him and have&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;out before he got home....in 5 days. I certainly wans't&amp;nbsp;going&amp;nbsp;to complain. &amp;nbsp;She got right to work. &amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;loosened&amp;nbsp;it more and then she actually let me pull it out for her. &amp;nbsp;It only took bribing her with a peanut butter easter egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcCBTauS_yA/Tb4KpZrduoI/AAAAAAAAGE0/13GOEPlRljM/s1600/290-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcCBTauS_yA/Tb4KpZrduoI/AAAAAAAAGE0/13GOEPlRljM/s320/290-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;DOUBLE TOOTHLESS girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Wmpz70xAN8/Tb4K39U0toI/AAAAAAAAGE4/j_pwVtckJh4/s1600/291-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Wmpz70xAN8/Tb4K39U0toI/AAAAAAAAGE4/j_pwVtckJh4/s320/291-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isn't she cute?! &amp;nbsp;She asked me if I thought she would be the ugliest kid in her class now. &amp;nbsp;I said, "NO WAY! Besides your awesomeness will make up for the toothless smile" &amp;nbsp;She is quite happy that none of her other teeth are loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2j40nW54fW8/Tb4LGL_q9xI/AAAAAAAAGE8/X3aWXPach0Y/s1600/292-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2j40nW54fW8/Tb4LGL_q9xI/AAAAAAAAGE8/X3aWXPach0Y/s320/292-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;FACT: I am going to blog again soon!&lt;br /&gt;FICTION: I am going to blog again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2562512992850340310?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2562512992850340310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2562512992850340310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2562512992850340310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2562512992850340310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/05/bloody-battle.html' title='THE BLOODY BATTLE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/-kE6ByuQTCsQ/Tb4Jwz2ayrI/AAAAAAAAGEk/hh80czgVoPo/s72-c/282-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1977943973874049062</id><published>2011-01-24T13:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:12:12.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Snow Bo Bo Banana Fana Fo Fo Me My Mo Mo SNOOOOOOOOOOOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, as I am sure you all know......we had snow IN GA a couple of weeks ago.  It was super fun until about the third day of being stuck inside with nowhere to go.  The kids were out of school for a week.  Yes, a week.  Don't laugh all you northerners.  See, the thing is, we got six inches.  No big deal, right?  Well, metro Atlanta has 5.5 MILLION people and we have a whopping total of 11 snow plows.  Therefore, when we get 6 inches of snow that later turns into huge sheets of ice, you kinda can't drive anywhere.  This is how it looked when it was all pretty coming down.  We were still excited about it at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3XSDxP4qI/AAAAAAAAC4o/xyyX_BA9b6E/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3XSDxP4qI/AAAAAAAAC4o/xyyX_BA9b6E/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565841419749286562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile, the kids were fast asleep and had no clue.  I had to share this picture because we laughed so hard when we checked on the girls and found Mia like this.  She had gone to a birthday party a few days before.  It was a slumber party and she came home with this as well as her hair and nails done.  Pretty funny, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3XRyi326I/AAAAAAAAC4g/t4nL4r7EGh8/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3XRyi326I/AAAAAAAAC4g/t4nL4r7EGh8/s400/025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565841415125588898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning the kids were extremely excited to go play in it.  Well, after it snowed we had some freezing rain come down on top.  Meaning, the snow was not really fun to play in.  It was iced over and a little crunchy.  Definitely not snowman building snow.  The kids still made the best of it and even went sledding down the hill in our back yard the next day.  I didn't get pictures.  ( I know, STUPID!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't get them all to stand together.  Oh well, you get the picture that there was snow and everyone was ready to have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V3D4ClKI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/pkUm83SRiIU/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V3D4ClKI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/pkUm83SRiIU/s400/039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565839856409679010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V2mjYqYI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/dZfcMB8lNKs/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V2mjYqYI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/dZfcMB8lNKs/s400/055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565839848538417538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V1ZSif5I/AAAAAAAAC4I/loBjaYm7nf0/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V1ZSif5I/AAAAAAAAC4I/loBjaYm7nf0/s400/069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565839827798228882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V0SCbnZI/AAAAAAAAC4A/-0XHYsHc7Ow/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V0SCbnZI/AAAAAAAAC4A/-0XHYsHc7Ow/s400/070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565839808671751570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They all had a really good time covering themselves in snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V0GXavNI/AAAAAAAAC34/6gSPADJUpG8/s1600/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3V0GXavNI/AAAAAAAAC34/6gSPADJUpG8/s400/107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565839805538548946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sky was white.  It was pretty wicked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M3VQMIDI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/T_dwd1ZyVDQ/s1600/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M3VQMIDI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/T_dwd1ZyVDQ/s400/117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565829965469720626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M3SWJo-I/AAAAAAAAC3I/YD2x18Q7sTE/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M3SWJo-I/AAAAAAAAC3I/YD2x18Q7sTE/s400/135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565829964689417186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought this was pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M26ZBJ1I/AAAAAAAAC3A/bsE4SF3kO-g/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M26ZBJ1I/AAAAAAAAC3A/bsE4SF3kO-g/s400/143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565829958258992978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ice that was falling out of the drain pipes by about the 4th day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M2n8RQzI/AAAAAAAAC24/9ZutxvWBwbs/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M2n8RQzI/AAAAAAAAC24/9ZutxvWBwbs/s400/152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565829953306575666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got the snow late Sunday night/early Monday morning......by Thursday our yard looked like an ice skating rink.  Everything kept melting just a little and then re-freezing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M2WOFsWI/AAAAAAAAC2w/QklSPCbMfHo/s1600/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3M2WOFsWI/AAAAAAAAC2w/QklSPCbMfHo/s400/155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565829948549476706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks later it is sunny and about 55 degrees outside.  Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1977943973874049062?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1977943973874049062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1977943973874049062' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1977943973874049062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1977943973874049062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-snow-bo-bo-banana-fana-fo-fo-me-my.html' title='Snow Snow Bo Bo Banana Fana Fo Fo Me My Mo Mo SNOOOOOOOOOOOW!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TT3XSDxP4qI/AAAAAAAAC4o/xyyX_BA9b6E/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8063793443690406431</id><published>2010-12-12T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:02:40.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DALLIN IS 5!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If there is a place where delinquent mothers go when they die, I'm going there.  You know, where they play videos all day of all the times where you have forgotten to post about your child's birthday until 3 weeks after the fact, or forget to put water into your child's lunch or put homework in their folders or forget about a school performance until it is over (yeah, I did that). Or when you let your child's lip get so chapped that he looks like he has a kool-aid mustache(see below). Well anyway, Dallin turned 5 right before Thanksgiving and the poor kid is just now getting his birthday documentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWINutPvwI/AAAAAAAACfM/khcarWaedes/s1600/402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWINutPvwI/AAAAAAAACfM/khcarWaedes/s400/402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549991885261487874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin got a couple toys, some money, a book, a treasure chest to paint and some trains.....but not all from us. Here he is opening the treasure chest that came with paints.  He was super excited and painted it the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWINRLlqnI/AAAAAAAACfE/WBeX0dS1AK0/s1600/406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWINRLlqnI/AAAAAAAACfE/WBeX0dS1AK0/s400/406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549991877335689842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my sweet dude.  He is so dang funny but he hates when you laugh at his funniness.  We can't help it though.  Everyday when he gets in the car after school he says to me, "mom, ask me how my day was at school".  I love it.  I normally ask him anyway but lately he doesn't even give me time to ask before he says that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWIM-Uds4I/AAAAAAAACe8/nufth57XY9E/s1600/IMG_1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWIM-Uds4I/AAAAAAAACe8/nufth57XY9E/s400/IMG_1941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549991872272642946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can I not love this kid when he asks if he can help with the laundry?  Especially since it is rare that he wants to help with anything.....particularly the stuff I want him to clean.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWIMbQ2weI/AAAAAAAACe0/_poAI8MMEAg/s1600/IMG_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWIMbQ2weI/AAAAAAAACe0/_poAI8MMEAg/s400/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549991862862266850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was laughing so hard at this moment.....he almost dropped them all and I had mercy on him and helped him up the stairs after I had a good laugh and took some pictures.  He was a good sport about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWILw1Xp7I/AAAAAAAACes/uTp_o5p862M/s1600/IMG_3680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWILw1Xp7I/AAAAAAAACes/uTp_o5p862M/s400/IMG_3680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549991851472693170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8063793443690406431?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8063793443690406431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8063793443690406431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8063793443690406431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8063793443690406431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/12/dallin-is-5_12.html' title='DALLIN IS 5!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TQWINutPvwI/AAAAAAAACfM/khcarWaedes/s72-c/402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1981066140899494782</id><published>2010-11-11T14:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:31:47.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE STORY FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a story about this sweet little girl.  She has been potty-training for a few weeks and I can say I think she is done.  AWESOME!!  Anyway, I was headed upstairs today to gather clothes to wash.  As soon as I got to the top of the stairs I smelled something funky.  I immediately checked both upstairs bathrooms.  Nothing.  So then I find Cami and check her.  Clean as can be.  I asked Cami if she pooped somewhere and she looked at me like "good luck finding it, mom".  I noticed the smell was stronger in the hallway.  I didn't immediately see anything so I assumed she had a really stinky fart so I went on my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKS7xFWBI/AAAAAAAACak/MPXmxPdiHls/s1600/IMG_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKS7xFWBI/AAAAAAAACak/MPXmxPdiHls/s400/IMG_3642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538383330900531218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I came back upstairs a few minutes later and noticed the smell was still there.  I started checking rooms.  Nothing.  Started checking the toy drawer in the hall.  Nothing.  Then I notice the little people farm.....and the brown finger prints.  You see them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKSsEhM0I/AAAAAAAACac/m3tb2wQ66ys/s1600/IMG_3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKSsEhM0I/AAAAAAAACac/m3tb2wQ66ys/s400/IMG_3651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538383326687081282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything inside looked fine until.........do you see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKSL9J0iI/AAAAAAAACaU/FiLRO7Sw09k/s1600/IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKSL9J0iI/AAAAAAAACaU/FiLRO7Sw09k/s400/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538383318066254370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a close-up for you.  Yep.  Cami must have done it earlier when she was running around without underwear on.  What I am wondering now is.....what does she have against cows?  She had any animal bed in the barn to choose from and she picked the cow's space.  Or maybe she just has something against me.  I love my Cami....*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;BTW.....sorry to my in-laws who don't like potty talk and look at this blog..  All I have to say in my defense is that I told Ben I was saving it for him to clean up(as a joke) and he said why don't you take a picture of it and blog about it.  See.....you guys raised a sick-o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKRVQaEjI/AAAAAAAACaM/vsPjnp_TqLY/s1600/IMG_3652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKRVQaEjI/AAAAAAAACaM/vsPjnp_TqLY/s400/IMG_3652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538383303383061042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1981066140899494782?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1981066140899494782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1981066140899494782' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1981066140899494782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1981066140899494782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-story-for-you.html' title='A LITTLE STORY FOR YOU'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TNxKS7xFWBI/AAAAAAAACak/MPXmxPdiHls/s72-c/IMG_3642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3334272428967293310</id><published>2010-10-28T11:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T11:56:55.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIFE AS I KNEW IT IS NOW OVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;What do I mean by that title, you ask? What I mean is that now I can no longer lounge around at home with my children and go out if I want to and stay in if I want to(yes, please). We decided it was time for Mia and Dallin to start soccer......do you see where I am going with this? Mia has practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays and Dallin has practice on Wednesdays. They both have games on Saturday.....which wouldn't you know are never back to back (ok, once they were). Mia, sadly enough, got a totally crappy coach. Crappy with a capital "C". Dallin has a decent coach but you know, he's 4. Dallin, not the coach ;-) But, they have been enjoying themselves and have learned a lot. I have been enjoying watching them grow in their confidence and team play skills and I also like that they get tons of exercise and that they have learned to endure to the end of a 45 minute game. I don't like all the driving and dragging of kids and finding cleats and shin guards and socks and wrestling with my child's leg to get the shin guards and socks on and filling water bottles and looking for balls and that Ben has church on Wednesdays so I don't even have the option of getting his help those nights. But, he makes up for it the other nights. It only gets worse from here, right? Dang it! I think Ben is just stoked that his kids are playing soccer. I think I am going to try and convince him to coach in the spring. We'll see. Please enjoy the pictures of Mia and Dallin's skills on the field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYT1o7uEI/AAAAAAAACZQ/MR4-e-3B9QU/s1600/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYT1o7uEI/AAAAAAAACZQ/MR4-e-3B9QU/s320/IMG_2271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYUH4nwDI/AAAAAAAACZY/4pO2pYytnJo/s1600/IMG_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYUH4nwDI/AAAAAAAACZY/4pO2pYytnJo/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYUe8fv5I/AAAAAAAACZg/1Rhrn-z0NVQ/s1600/IMG_2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYUe8fv5I/AAAAAAAACZg/1Rhrn-z0NVQ/s320/IMG_2441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This poor little toot has to come along to every practice and game. Actually, she REALLY likes it. Her turn will come soon enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYUgfFHgI/AAAAAAAACZo/KpRKqk3sd6U/s1600/IMG_2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYUgfFHgI/AAAAAAAACZo/KpRKqk3sd6U/s320/IMG_2471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3334272428967293310?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3334272428967293310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3334272428967293310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3334272428967293310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3334272428967293310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-life-as-i-knew-it-is-now-over.html' title='MY LIFE AS I KNEW IT IS NOW OVER.'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmYT1o7uEI/AAAAAAAACZQ/MR4-e-3B9QU/s72-c/IMG_2271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7189642262210180316</id><published>2010-10-28T11:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T11:54:28.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXtmY4LII/AAAAAAAACYw/cNzSsi4K2u8/s1600/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXtmY4LII/AAAAAAAACYw/cNzSsi4K2u8/s320/IMG_3189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXt1XBGJI/AAAAAAAACY4/bg5ekl6mTTE/s1600/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXt1XBGJI/AAAAAAAACY4/bg5ekl6mTTE/s320/IMG_3195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mia LOOOOVES being goalie.  Who wouldn't?  Less running, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXuTikUlI/AAAAAAAACZA/DXdDtocjpjs/s1600/IMG_2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXuTikUlI/AAAAAAAACZA/DXdDtocjpjs/s320/IMG_2508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXuwrg48I/AAAAAAAACZI/bptRfSeaiug/s1600/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXuwrg48I/AAAAAAAACZI/bptRfSeaiug/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7189642262210180316?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7189642262210180316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7189642262210180316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7189642262210180316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7189642262210180316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/10/mia-looooves-being-goalie.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TMmXtmY4LII/AAAAAAAACYw/cNzSsi4K2u8/s72-c/IMG_3189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4832558517885406722</id><published>2010-10-17T15:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:48:55.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA IS A LITTLE WISER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DUDE!  I am really starting to perfect this month-in-between-blog-posts thing, aren't I?  We have had a few exciting things that have happened recently.  MIA TURNED 7!  Whoa, wasn't she just born like yesterday?  She thinks it is just rad that she is now 7 because now she only has 1 more year until she can be baptized.  Her birthday was, ahem, 2 weeks ago.....so now she only has to wait 11 1/2 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQDLN9p2I/AAAAAAAACTA/nUx_hJmO_Fs/s1600/IMG_3089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQDLN9p2I/AAAAAAAACTA/nUx_hJmO_Fs/s400/IMG_3089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529100983008601954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQCo9v3XI/AAAAAAAACS4/ujUS2W-EPMk/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQCo9v3XI/AAAAAAAACS4/ujUS2W-EPMk/s400/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529100973813783922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are wondering why all the pictures are pretty much the same, it is because we didn't really get any great pictures.  Much to my chagrin.  And, if you are wondering why Mia looks a little nerdy with her hair parted down the middle and plastered to the sides with barrettes.....keep reading below.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQBysyWXI/AAAAAAAACSw/YEEMl5n8CtQ/s1600/IMG_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQBysyWXI/AAAAAAAACSw/YEEMl5n8CtQ/s400/IMG_3092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529100959247128946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is why.....Mia got her head split open at school just 2 days before her birthday.  A beam that separates the double doors at her school was not secured properly and fell right on top of her.   Her nose bled like crazy and so did her head.  She got stitches and a concussion and now has a nice wound to prove how tough she is.  I was NOT happy about it at the time but we are so blessed that she wasn't hurt more badly.  She was a trooper through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQBiJ9vpI/AAAAAAAACSo/V2Z8sJ_w1LE/s1600/IMG_3058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQBiJ9vpI/AAAAAAAACSo/V2Z8sJ_w1LE/s400/IMG_3058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529100954806107794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4832558517885406722?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4832558517885406722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4832558517885406722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4832558517885406722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4832558517885406722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/10/mia-is-little-wiser.html' title='MIA IS A LITTLE WISER'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TLtQDLN9p2I/AAAAAAAACTA/nUx_hJmO_Fs/s72-c/IMG_3089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6987147574618856062</id><published>2010-09-13T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:52:00.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ALKI BEACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;okay, OKAY, PEOPLE!  Yes, it's been over a month, so sue me.  I promised more pictures from our trip this summer and here is the first installment.  Then I will post more.....and then first day of school pics.....and then first soccer game pics.  I should get that all done just in time to be behind on the holidays too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;ANYWAY, our first excursion in Seattle was to Alki Beach.  We started with a picnic and then let the kids explore and have a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Mia and Cami ready to dig into the food so they could go play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI425adxspI/AAAAAAAACQI/NkYV4808m4Y/s1600/IMG_0520-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI425adxspI/AAAAAAAACQI/NkYV4808m4Y/s320/IMG_0520-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cami spent plenty of time just running up and down the park area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI425z6uPCI/AAAAAAAACQQ/fqi7LTuPLoA/s1600/IMG_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI425z6uPCI/AAAAAAAACQQ/fqi7LTuPLoA/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mia with all of her "treasures"  A trip anywhere wouldn't be the same if Mia didn't collect something to bring home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI426G4MwFI/AAAAAAAACQY/PvqtkeCB25s/s1600/IMG_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI426G4MwFI/AAAAAAAACQY/PvqtkeCB25s/s320/IMG_0536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cami's excitement for being outside could not be contained.  She LOVES the outside.  Well, this was the end of July/beginning of August and in GA it was about 110 degrees.  So, we weren't spending a lot of time outside .  We might have melted....or died.  But Seattle was a WHOLE LOT cooler.  It was on the edge of being too cold for us southerners.  But Cami......oh, she LOVED it.  She spent a lot of time outside the whole trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI426coLfAI/AAAAAAAACQg/47K827neM8w/s1600/IMG_0541-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI426coLfAI/AAAAAAAACQg/47K827neM8w/s320/IMG_0541-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6987147574618856062?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6987147574618856062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6987147574618856062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6987147574618856062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6987147574618856062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/09/alki-beach.html' title='ALKI BEACH'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI425adxspI/AAAAAAAACQI/NkYV4808m4Y/s72-c/IMG_0520-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-5261729041013911639</id><published>2010-09-13T10:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:54:08.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Cami and Addy spent a lot of time digging around in the rocks. If you think Cami looks HUGE compared to Addy, I AGREE! Aren't they cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42Qn19O-I/AAAAAAAACPo/KO3gkfraphY/s1600/IMG_0556-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42Qn19O-I/AAAAAAAACPo/KO3gkfraphY/s320/IMG_0556-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I LOVE this picture of Dallin running with a seagull. His inner boy could not be calmed.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42Q8v4yDI/AAAAAAAACPw/F81zIfj_86s/s1600/IMG_0569-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42Q8v4yDI/AAAAAAAACPw/F81zIfj_86s/s320/IMG_0569-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Loved this picture too! Dallin had a great time exploring everything. I am sure he was saying, "hey, look at this!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42RG0EZjI/AAAAAAAACP4/aOLYC-bB3zg/s1600/IMG_0570-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42RG0EZjI/AAAAAAAACP4/aOLYC-bB3zg/s320/IMG_0570-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Not a great picture but it shows that we are all having a great time. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42RkQvxwI/AAAAAAAACQA/2wixrl2TMX8/s1600/IMG_0582-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42RkQvxwI/AAAAAAAACQA/2wixrl2TMX8/s320/IMG_0582-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5261729041013911639?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5261729041013911639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5261729041013911639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5261729041013911639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5261729041013911639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/09/cami-and-addy-spent-lot-of-time-digging.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TI42Qn19O-I/AAAAAAAACPo/KO3gkfraphY/s72-c/IMG_0556-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1057933600722954998</id><published>2010-08-09T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:52:13.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET CAMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I will make a much larger post about our recent trip to Seattle and Spokane but as I was looking through the pictures, I just kept stopping on these.  I think these are the sweetest pictures of Cami.  The last one is my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkKRVtCCI/AAAAAAAACGg/r3Z4V6sM_Go/s1600/IMG_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkKRVtCCI/AAAAAAAACGg/r3Z4V6sM_Go/s320/IMG_1177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkKuhhBAI/AAAAAAAACGo/WEEPhthbp3I/s1600/IMG_1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkKuhhBAI/AAAAAAAACGo/WEEPhthbp3I/s320/IMG_1200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkK-k9YEI/AAAAAAAACGw/udC5YqRpxYc/s1600/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkK-k9YEI/AAAAAAAACGw/udC5YqRpxYc/s320/IMG_1236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1057933600722954998?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1057933600722954998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1057933600722954998' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1057933600722954998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1057933600722954998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-cami.html' title='SWEET CAMI'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TGAkKRVtCCI/AAAAAAAACGg/r3Z4V6sM_Go/s72-c/IMG_1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-5147740138780508599</id><published>2010-07-25T20:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:22:24.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father &amp; Son Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I (Ben) have decided to catch up on a few events. And rightly so, since Diane wasn't at this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzYj25D5CI/AAAAAAAAB3g/7FzNUzXSETI/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498007355654399010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzYj25D5CI/AAAAAAAAB3g/7FzNUzXSETI/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin is taking a break from running around with some of the other boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzxH8dm43I/AAAAAAAAB3w/vv7oj5ZnadY/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498034363904222066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzxH8dm43I/AAAAAAAAB3w/vv7oj5ZnadY/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out on a night stroll and took a look at the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzxIaRx1tI/AAAAAAAAB34/2YnhSIfZujI/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498034371907671762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzxIaRx1tI/AAAAAAAAB34/2YnhSIfZujI/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzxI5SFyGI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Mn4Y-_Litt8/s1600/012-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498034380230477922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzxI5SFyGI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Mn4Y-_Litt8/s400/012-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin decided to eat his breakfast in the tent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEza_y9Va-I/AAAAAAAAB3o/N2l4Zrk4_j8/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498010034658175970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEza_y9Va-I/AAAAAAAAB3o/N2l4Zrk4_j8/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't like to play in the sand, right? &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/17890779-5147740138780508599?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5147740138780508599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5147740138780508599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5147740138780508599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5147740138780508599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/07/father-son-campout.html' title='Father &amp; Son Campout'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEzYj25D5CI/AAAAAAAAB3g/7FzNUzXSETI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2563349467235367635</id><published>2010-07-18T18:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:27:26.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>WARNING:  This is a post made by Ben.....the captions are a bit boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGxtZ82iI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/DJju0nVcuLM/s1600/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGxtZ82iI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/DJju0nVcuLM/s400/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495384158882290210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia and a little ice cream treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGxFkA84I/AAAAAAAAB2I/Uj5SNXkrpzo/s1600/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGxFkA84I/AAAAAAAAB2I/Uj5SNXkrpzo/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495384148187083650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dallin had a batman treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGwkH_fUI/AAAAAAAAB2A/iqajYiaNg1A/s1600/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGwkH_fUI/AAAAAAAAB2A/iqajYiaNg1A/s400/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495384139211177282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cami playing in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGx0x0B-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/aRjV2LCipt8/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGx0x0B-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/aRjV2LCipt8/s400/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495384160861423586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diane, Mia and Grandma Engstrom out on the Tombigbee Waterway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKJ4VDqmI/AAAAAAAAB2g/wHsxVQuj6hY/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKJ4VDqmI/AAAAAAAAB2g/wHsxVQuj6hY/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387872666298978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diane riding the wakeboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKKZrkP1I/AAAAAAAAB2w/BhutilD3TvA/s1600/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKKZrkP1I/AAAAAAAAB2w/BhutilD3TvA/s400/IMG_0505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387881619078994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben jumping across the wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKKG5_jPI/AAAAAAAAB2o/cE8RL5AMmO4/s1600/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKKG5_jPI/AAAAAAAAB2o/cE8RL5AMmO4/s400/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387876579314930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cami enjoying her time on the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKK7e24eI/AAAAAAAAB24/UdZ2bREXNbs/s1600/IMG_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOKK7e24eI/AAAAAAAAB24/UdZ2bREXNbs/s400/IMG_0548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387890692579810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Captain Dallin driving the boat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2563349467235367635?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2563349467235367635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2563349467235367635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2563349467235367635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2563349467235367635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TEOGxtZ82iI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/DJju0nVcuLM/s72-c/IMG_0295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-791034740425283599</id><published>2010-06-10T13:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:04:30.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SNIFF.....SNIFF.....THEY'RE GONE</title><content type='html'>This is the second post I have done about my children's curly hair.  The first post was not as positive as I would have liked.  I LOVE my kids' curly hair and that all 3 have it.  I especially love Dallin's hair.  It is not too thick or too thin.  It is a pretty shade of brown......and oh, how I love the curls.  I think we can all agree that is is definitely curly!  Take a look......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture one day because his curls were really defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMwkMpGI/AAAAAAAAB1g/p7ebRK6FaAI/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMwkMpGI/AAAAAAAAB1g/p7ebRK6FaAI/s400/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481211918705009762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture form our recent trip to Disneyworld.  His hair gets even more curly when he is hot and it had been really humid that day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMnh64WI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/cUaZRKtYMrw/s1600/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMnh64WI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/cUaZRKtYMrw/s400/201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481211916279538018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the sweet little curl hanging down on his forehead in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMHcWs4I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/1_VtnwDaZNE/s1600/267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMHcWs4I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/1_VtnwDaZNE/s400/267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481211907666260866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then his hair always comes to the point that it gets too long and unruly.  Ben had been hounding me for weeks to cut it.  I didn't want to but I knew I needed to.  I would ask Dallin about every other day if I could cut it and he would say, "no thank you".  But, yesterday I asked him again and he agreed.  This was right before the cut.  Unruly....dontcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqw25HRpI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ojcj9__nbtU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqw25HRpI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ojcj9__nbtU/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481209240343758482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the pile of curls....so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqvwxYF8I/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZBQSo7UUbOk/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqvwxYF8I/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZBQSo7UUbOk/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481209221520824258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was him after a bath to wash all the hair off.....much better.  Still as cute as ever even without the curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqvQXifiI/AAAAAAAAB04/0gMrHyuvANo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqvQXifiI/AAAAAAAAB04/0gMrHyuvANo/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481209212822519330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqu37hPRI/AAAAAAAAB0w/pstiuGVs9_4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEqu37hPRI/AAAAAAAAB0w/pstiuGVs9_4/s400/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481209206262545682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see really well but right in the front on the sides his curls are already starting to peek through.  If he would have let me take a picture this morning you can clearly see one already.  There is hope.....we'll see them again very soon ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEquR2YUNI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Fu9xtunbnM8/s1600/010-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEquR2YUNI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Fu9xtunbnM8/s400/010-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481209196040442066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-791034740425283599?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/791034740425283599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=791034740425283599' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/791034740425283599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/791034740425283599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/06/sniffsnifftheyre-gone.html' title='SNIFF.....SNIFF.....THEY&apos;RE GONE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TBEtMwkMpGI/AAAAAAAAB1g/p7ebRK6FaAI/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7252274592564913648</id><published>2010-06-07T23:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:28:48.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI Had A Birthday.....Shout Hooray!</title><content type='html'>I can not believe that my little 4 pound preemie had a birthday yesterday (the 6th) and now she is a chubby, yet cute, 2 YEAR OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enjoyed her orange cake with cream cheese frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DTf3zCUI/AAAAAAAAB0g/V3JbMXvV2bk/s1600/246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DTf3zCUI/AAAAAAAAB0g/V3JbMXvV2bk/s400/246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480251061320223042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a baby doll from her nearest Aunt, Uncle and cousins.....she loves it because now Mia can't take it away from her.  She played with it a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DS64okrI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/2lz26shTPnw/s1600/256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DS64okrI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/2lz26shTPnw/s400/256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480251051391619762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her big gift, that was a collective purchas from both grandmas and mommy and daddy, was a set of Toy Story toys.  She loves the movie and she was delighted to get these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DSeXjrGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/k_AuRdFNPwI/s1600/258-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DSeXjrGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/k_AuRdFNPwI/s400/258-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480251043736693858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is playing with Hamm.....he's also a flashlight and he talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DRxXAnLI/AAAAAAAAB0I/QFxG7omefK4/s1600/261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DRxXAnLI/AAAAAAAAB0I/QFxG7omefK4/s400/261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480251031654800562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken right before she got her jammies on and went to bed.  She looks like she had a great birthday, don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DRSJHTrI/AAAAAAAAB0A/1OEOqf11W5Y/s1600/269-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DRSJHTrI/AAAAAAAAB0A/1OEOqf11W5Y/s400/269-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480251023275019954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7252274592564913648?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7252274592564913648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7252274592564913648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7252274592564913648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7252274592564913648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/06/cami-had-birthdayshout-hooray.html' title='CAMI Had A Birthday.....Shout Hooray!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/TA3DTf3zCUI/AAAAAAAAB0g/V3JbMXvV2bk/s72-c/246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4959009013288358912</id><published>2010-05-09T21:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:28:15.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>I had a great Mother's Day.  It started with Ben and the kids waking me up with breakfast in bed, flowers, a card and a movie.  Then Ben's early morning church meetings were cancelled so I happily let Ben get the kids ready and we had a good time at church.  Then I got in a nap and a great steak dinner made by Ben and the kids.  Mia wiped and set the table, wrapped the potatoes in foil and grated parmesan cheese into the ceasar salad.  Dallin made the corn.  Cami napped......which is helpful too.  I'm so blessed to have these beautiful, sweet children as my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this picture is rediculously outdated but it is still one of my favorite pictures of all 3 of my sweet children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-dgTrCbRpI/AAAAAAAABzc/P52r8BWBqpc/s1600/DSCN1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-dgTrCbRpI/AAAAAAAABzc/P52r8BWBqpc/s400/DSCN1745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469446163551438482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4959009013288358912?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4959009013288358912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4959009013288358912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4959009013288358912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4959009013288358912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day_09.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-dgTrCbRpI/AAAAAAAABzc/P52r8BWBqpc/s72-c/DSCN1745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8109476167250432554</id><published>2010-05-09T21:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:18:00.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cami's nursery leader made these little cards for all the mothers that have children in the nursery.  I thought it was so cute and took a lot of forthought considering she had to get the pictures taken the week before. We loved ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-deigCXGeI/AAAAAAAABzU/0uAietbmXUQ/s1600/scan0004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-deigCXGeI/AAAAAAAABzU/0uAietbmXUQ/s320/scan0004.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8109476167250432554?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8109476167250432554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8109476167250432554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8109476167250432554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8109476167250432554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-deigCXGeI/AAAAAAAABzU/0uAietbmXUQ/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3053722528516935781</id><published>2010-05-09T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:37:26.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BAAAAACK!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the huge lapse in posts.  I have no excuse besides pure laziness.  I thought I would start my re-blogging with a gem from our trip to the zoo this last week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a classic adolescent mullet.  I felt badly for him........he must have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-dHMyZDnAI/AAAAAAAABzM/_UxTiM9jSsg/s1600/035.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-dHMyZDnAI/AAAAAAAABzM/_UxTiM9jSsg/s320/035.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3053722528516935781?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3053722528516935781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3053722528516935781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3053722528516935781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3053722528516935781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-baaaaack.html' title='I&apos;M BAAAAACK!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S-dHMyZDnAI/AAAAAAAABzM/_UxTiM9jSsg/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4031374023700219465</id><published>2010-03-15T14:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:39:16.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UGGGGH......MIA'S HAIR!!</title><content type='html'>Mia's curly hair is such a good thing and such a bad thing.  I think it is super cute but she hates getting it brushed.  She asks me almost everyday, "mommy, why did I have to get curly hair?"  The pictures below will illustrate what it looks like every morning when she wakes up for school.  I wonder what she does with that head in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557cS9rm1I/AAAAAAAABxw/zObAOvk18pE/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557cS9rm1I/AAAAAAAABxw/zObAOvk18pE/s400/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448928325221981010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have little time to get it all brushed and fixed and looking acceptable.  She whines, she complains, and there is  lot of, "Mia hold still and be quiet.....the bus is coming!"  The first time I told her that her hair looked like a rat's nest, she was horrified that rats had gotten in her hair.  A discussion about figures of speech ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557cMptcCI/AAAAAAAABxo/HV9rrZrY1HA/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557cMptcCI/AAAAAAAABxo/HV9rrZrY1HA/s400/026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448928323527602210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we get this.  She picked out the bows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557boTPD-I/AAAAAAAABxg/MKUmFHlfiOw/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557boTPD-I/AAAAAAAABxg/MKUmFHlfiOw/s400/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448928313769660386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy girl now that it's over.  No more untangling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557bNWWNII/AAAAAAAABxY/UW3s7EMPsL4/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557bNWWNII/AAAAAAAABxY/UW3s7EMPsL4/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448928306534954114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is ejoying fixing her own hair now.  With accessories to boot.  I have to still help most days with the really messy parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557avLCDjI/AAAAAAAABxQ/ADS1J680z20/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557avLCDjI/AAAAAAAABxQ/ADS1J680z20/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448928298434432562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT NEWS!!  All 3 of my kids have curly hair.  Oh happy day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4031374023700219465?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4031374023700219465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4031374023700219465' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4031374023700219465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4031374023700219465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/ugggghmias-hair.html' title='UGGGGH......MIA&apos;S HAIR!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S557cS9rm1I/AAAAAAAABxw/zObAOvk18pE/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3696611129121215969</id><published>2010-02-15T23:01:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:47:56.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNNOOOOOOOOOOWW!!</title><content type='html'>For all the people who have ever asked me the silly question, "does it ever snow in the south?", the answer is a resounding YES!  I think it has snowed all 3 winters we have been here so far and as I grew up in the south it snowed many times.  No, it doesn't snow every day for weeks.  But who needs that anyway?  Here's the proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cami after we were done saying, "I need help getting my hat off PEOPLE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIcS_qaVI/AAAAAAAABxA/5S5izfXTqsM/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIcS_qaVI/AAAAAAAABxA/5S5izfXTqsM/s400/105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438879888464046418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished pittiful snowman.....the kids loved it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIb4KcfMI/AAAAAAAABw4/gyJZw_Owzi8/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIb4KcfMI/AAAAAAAABw4/gyJZw_Owzi8/s400/102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438879881261513922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding down the hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIbY1sm0I/AAAAAAAABww/_wIBFWyO7m4/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIbY1sm0I/AAAAAAAABww/_wIBFWyO7m4/s400/091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438879872852990786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohE-LGVeI/AAAAAAAABwo/gjc0lx8MgAw/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohE-LGVeI/AAAAAAAABwo/gjc0lx8MgAw/s400/077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438695869296039394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOWANGELS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohEucv99I/AAAAAAAABwg/puY2snovlHw/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohEucv99I/AAAAAAAABwg/puY2snovlHw/s400/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438695865075103698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would have been a good picture if it weren't for the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohEeZyZAI/AAAAAAAABwY/ENhMdNH8_ho/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohEeZyZAI/AAAAAAAABwY/ENhMdNH8_ho/s400/057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438695860767712258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Cami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohD5QISlI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-wa-nXC2ikk/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohD5QISlI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-wa-nXC2ikk/s400/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438695850795092562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin catching snow on his tongue....LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohDhTIPZI/AAAAAAAABwI/QpLgHqmzTys/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3ohDhTIPZI/AAAAAAAABwI/QpLgHqmzTys/s400/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438695844365221266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3696611129121215969?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3696611129121215969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3696611129121215969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3696611129121215969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3696611129121215969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/snnooooooooooww.html' title='SNNOOOOOOOOOOWW!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S3rIcS_qaVI/AAAAAAAABxA/5S5izfXTqsM/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-5052160227564107773</id><published>2010-01-24T21:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:05:05.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST COULDN'T RESIST</title><content type='html'>I caught Cami doing this the other night. I just had to take a few pictures.  A close up for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S10Ja-kNRnI/AAAAAAAABvg/wXAR7rNyppA/s1600-h/P1010143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S10Ja-kNRnI/AAAAAAAABvg/wXAR7rNyppA/s400/P1010143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430507084754798194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S10JaXEXROI/AAAAAAAABvY/RLw3WgkWM6M/s1600-h/P1010146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S10JaXEXROI/AAAAAAAABvY/RLw3WgkWM6M/s400/P1010146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430507074152252642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5052160227564107773?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5052160227564107773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5052160227564107773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5052160227564107773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5052160227564107773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-couldnt-resist.html' title='I JUST COULDN&apos;T RESIST'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S10Ja-kNRnI/AAAAAAAABvg/wXAR7rNyppA/s72-c/P1010143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4711797184924036006</id><published>2010-01-20T11:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:11:33.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI LOVES HER SOME SUNGLASSES!</title><content type='html'>The pictures speak for themselves.....she does love sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c348_7aMI/AAAAAAAABvM/BPf0P8Nr3Ao/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c348_7aMI/AAAAAAAABvM/BPf0P8Nr3Ao/s400/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869327404886210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comments about how crazy frizzy her hair is in this picture please....I'm aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c34unkQ4I/AAAAAAAABvE/evaf81Ey__g/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c34unkQ4I/AAAAAAAABvE/evaf81Ey__g/s400/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869323544609666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these next two......she looks like a nerdy baby from the 60's.....or is it the 70's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c34eiqS4I/AAAAAAAABu8/cHaCPdUXkj8/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c34eiqS4I/AAAAAAAABu8/cHaCPdUXkj8/s400/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869319229066114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c332w_JEI/AAAAAAAABu0/DhwzAAQZS1E/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c332w_JEI/AAAAAAAABu0/DhwzAAQZS1E/s400/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869308551734338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c33kxh71I/AAAAAAAABus/4zBD8jQykJE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c33kxh71I/AAAAAAAABus/4zBD8jQykJE/s400/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869303722176338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4711797184924036006?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4711797184924036006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4711797184924036006' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4711797184924036006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4711797184924036006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/cami-loves-her-some-sunglasses.html' title='CAMI LOVES HER SOME SUNGLASSES!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1c348_7aMI/AAAAAAAABvM/BPf0P8Nr3Ao/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4014101153267892075</id><published>2010-01-17T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:15:07.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE CATCH-UP</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in forever.  It's no secret.  The problem is, I have so many things to post it is just too overwhelming so I have done nothing.  Until now.  I am posting some pictures from a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia had a day at school where she could dress up like her favorite book character.  Of course she chose Fancy Nancy.  I made her a tu tu and tried to do her hair special.  ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1PfWWVvcvI/AAAAAAAABuk/d9QLhPZTLRE/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1PfWWVvcvI/AAAAAAAABuk/d9QLhPZTLRE/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427927550958465778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1PfWBNVwiI/AAAAAAAABuc/eUpGX5wJy-A/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1PfWBNVwiI/AAAAAAAABuc/eUpGX5wJy-A/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427927545286083106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4014101153267892075?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4014101153267892075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4014101153267892075' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4014101153267892075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4014101153267892075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-catch-up.html' title='A LITTLE CATCH-UP'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/S1PfWWVvcvI/AAAAAAAABuk/d9QLhPZTLRE/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1828595783471794242</id><published>2009-12-05T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:11:49.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS.......</title><content type='html'>Well, you know the rest.  Except Mia's teeth never gave her any time to want them for Christmas.  Her new ones started growing in before the baby ones fell out.  Mia was happy to finally lose a tooth but I, on the other hand, am sad.  I mean, a child losing a tooth is like growing up 5 years overnight.  It is such a growth milestone.  I'm not ready to have a 6 year old much less one who is losing teeth.  Starting that gaps-in-the-teeth awkward stage of life.  I guess her teeth and her growth couldn't care less what I am ready for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually brought the pliers to Grandpa Martin and had him pull the first one out.  It was the day after Thanksgiving.  Luckily the tooth fairy had a little cash in her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOhAzvubI/AAAAAAAABqw/y6d93cTTjyE/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOhAzvubI/AAAAAAAABqw/y6d93cTTjyE/s400/042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411935337531292082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good view of the teeth growing in, in all kinds of wrong places.  They have straightened considerably since the baby teeth came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOgpCje9I/AAAAAAAABqo/MQM-QDEtzfM/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOgpCje9I/AAAAAAAABqo/MQM-QDEtzfM/s400/054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411935331150953426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH THE HORROR OF GETTING THE SECOND TOOTH OUT.  Mia did not willingly want this one out.  It was hanging by nothing but she was afraid it was gonna hurt. Ben and I just wanted it out so the new tooth had a chance to grow in straight.  After many tears it finally was pulled Monday night with dental floss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOgbQwINI/AAAAAAAABqg/ox-P9bsJu1Y/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOgbQwINI/AAAAAAAABqg/ox-P9bsJu1Y/s400/077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411935327452405970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1828595783471794242?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1828595783471794242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1828595783471794242' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1828595783471794242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1828595783471794242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS.......'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SxsOhAzvubI/AAAAAAAABqw/y6d93cTTjyE/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2338040974090049456</id><published>2009-11-23T00:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:43:24.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DALLIN IS 4!!</title><content type='html'>Dallin turned 4 today.  I guess since it is after midnight he turned 4 yesterday (Nov 22).  It was a great birthday for him.  He is growing so fast and I wish he would just slow down.  Dallin is a great kid.  He makes me laugh hysterically everyday.  He says some pretty funny stuff.  He's really into pirates/pirate ships lately.  As soon as I mentioned a pirate ship cake there was no turning back for him.  I HAD to make one.  I am NEVER making anything other than a plain old ordinary cake again. This cake was rediculous.  Fallng apart as I frosted it, pieces cut too much, had to put cookies on to hold it together, etc...  I think it looked horrible but Dallin LOVED it, and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwocdDgAHkI/AAAAAAAABqY/QtO4nVYhVYE/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwocdDgAHkI/AAAAAAAABqY/QtO4nVYhVYE/s400/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407165588093017666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin after church with his cake and goodie bag from the Bishop.  He was so cute when they sang to him in Primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwocczDZjGI/AAAAAAAABqQ/a9o3ItWFEzU/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwocczDZjGI/AAAAAAAABqQ/a9o3ItWFEzU/s400/038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407165583678082146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening his first present.  Kind of an impromtu thing.  We don't normally open presents on the bed but I thought this was a cute picture of all 3 kids.  (Yes, I'm laying in bed.  No, there was no way to crop me out of the picture and get the kids, I tried.  I have a sinus infection, I was tired from staying up to make that blasted cake so give me break, okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Swoccsm9eDI/AAAAAAAABqI/hqAx40ZJOq8/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Swoccsm9eDI/AAAAAAAABqI/hqAx40ZJOq8/s400/039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407165581948188722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin's favorite gift, of course.  He didn't even care about cake and ice cream after he opened this bad boy.  I'm glad he likes it because it's really annoying when you think your kid is gonna love a gift and they hardly play with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwoccRf0QcI/AAAAAAAABqA/9KMi9D-qCTs/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwoccRf0QcI/AAAAAAAABqA/9KMi9D-qCTs/s400/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407165574670467522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how much he loved it.  I guess he doesn't mind sharing his bed with the ship.  I think it's great!  Simply a Dallin thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Swocb58F5pI/AAAAAAAABp4/zMzOi-AciFU/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Swocb58F5pI/AAAAAAAABp4/zMzOi-AciFU/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407165568346613394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2338040974090049456?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2338040974090049456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2338040974090049456' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2338040974090049456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2338040974090049456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/dallin-is-4.html' title='DALLIN IS 4!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SwocdDgAHkI/AAAAAAAABqY/QtO4nVYhVYE/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7736015935499943313</id><published>2009-11-03T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:18:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE YOU GO</title><content type='html'>RUTH, here you go.  I have repented of my slackerness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin finally conceded to my pleadings and decided to wear his suit to church on Sunday.  Actually, he didn't even give me much grief about it.  He was a little confused as to why he had to wear a shirt though......when we first brought it home for him, we let him try it on without a shirt ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8ze5hCI/AAAAAAAABpU/kI8QBdQGf_A/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8ze5hCI/AAAAAAAABpU/kI8QBdQGf_A/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400050094294271010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church.....he was so proud of his "I can be honest" crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8WQo4bI/AAAAAAAABpI/svS1fV_IN3k/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8WQo4bI/AAAAAAAABpI/svS1fV_IN3k/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400050086449832370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben tonight before mutual looking nerdy.....uh, I mean nifty in his new scout shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8IAJaEI/AAAAAAAABo8/VSwes2IiKPE/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8IAJaEI/AAAAAAAABo8/VSwes2IiKPE/s400/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400050082622564418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7736015935499943313?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7736015935499943313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7736015935499943313' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7736015935499943313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7736015935499943313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-you-go.html' title='HERE YOU GO'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SvDU8ze5hCI/AAAAAAAABpU/kI8QBdQGf_A/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6638040084930129537</id><published>2009-10-25T22:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:28:38.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW POST!!</title><content type='html'>As much as I know we all want to keep looking at Mia's birthday post for the whole month of October, I am going to spare all of you.  ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scariest lion you'll ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGZsbZ3-I/AAAAAAAABoc/MYSeseF8Bj4/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGZsbZ3-I/AAAAAAAABoc/MYSeseF8Bj4/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726766966005730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butterfly flies in to see Minnie Mouse, who is terrified of the lion ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGYxslcyI/AAAAAAAABoU/_SP7Z5kvz3M/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGYxslcyI/AAAAAAAABoU/_SP7Z5kvz3M/s400/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726751200375586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, what big teeth you have Minnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGYWiRiOI/AAAAAAAABoM/pukJhQGbMxY/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGYWiRiOI/AAAAAAAABoM/pukJhQGbMxY/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726743909370082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even lions need a little relaxation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGX_rO-lI/AAAAAAAABoE/VLlqgbG5KTI/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGX_rO-lI/AAAAAAAABoE/VLlqgbG5KTI/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726737772935762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best cheerleaders EVER!  They took a break on Saturday, hence, the lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGXvDjAzI/AAAAAAAABn8/sIN7oM9_ssA/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGXvDjAzI/AAAAAAAABn8/sIN7oM9_ssA/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726733311509298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6638040084930129537?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6638040084930129537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6638040084930129537' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6638040084930129537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6638040084930129537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-post.html' title='A NEW POST!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SuUGZsbZ3-I/AAAAAAAABoc/MYSeseF8Bj4/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2441675497525427017</id><published>2009-10-03T20:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:56:58.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA IS 6!!  Holy Moly!</title><content type='html'>My Mia is 6!  She is so smart and helpful and sweet and social.  I'm posting pictures of her through the years.  I couldn't decide which picture I liked better of Mia's birth.  So here are two cute ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4z7szgfI/AAAAAAAABn0/eVmmmv77UMw/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4z7szgfI/AAAAAAAABn0/eVmmmv77UMw/s400/Picture+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388549050254721522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4zKTsCNI/AAAAAAAABns/Xp2I7MPo65M/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4zKTsCNI/AAAAAAAABns/Xp2I7MPo65M/s400/Picture+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388549036996036818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mia turned one we were on a trip so she got this dumb store-made cake.  She didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4y1caGLI/AAAAAAAABnk/AXLNygv6SII/s1600-h/12-14-04+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4y1caGLI/AAAAAAAABnk/AXLNygv6SII/s400/12-14-04+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388549031395465394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find a picture of Mia's 2nd birthday so this is around her 2nd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2nsl3UbI/AAAAAAAABnc/7dsf08VPBeY/s1600-h/DSCF0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2nsl3UbI/AAAAAAAABnc/7dsf08VPBeY/s400/DSCF0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388546641017393586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia was so cute when she turned three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2nHg0DBI/AAAAAAAABnU/-WrotRfk6kg/s1600-h/DSCF1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2nHg0DBI/AAAAAAAABnU/-WrotRfk6kg/s400/DSCF1928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388546631064095762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia was very decisive about what she wanted for her 4th birthday cake!  PURPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2m-HOR8I/AAAAAAAABnM/KLWQym_D0Vw/s1600-h/DSCN0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2m-HOR8I/AAAAAAAABnM/KLWQym_D0Vw/s400/DSCN0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388546628540843970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a party when she turned 5 and I had a few pictures of the decorations but this was the only one we got of her......as you can tell, we are great parents when it comes to taking pictures.  I figure we'll do a party about every 5 years.  I'm not big on elaborate parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2mRMWZII/AAAAAAAABnE/z7ivgOv6bYE/s1600-h/DSCN1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2mRMWZII/AAAAAAAABnE/z7ivgOv6bYE/s400/DSCN1173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388546616482751618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so excited to open presents today and she again requested purple frosting for her cake.  WE LOVE MIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2mIwu3ZI/AAAAAAAABm8/HFdWIG452MU/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf2mIwu3ZI/AAAAAAAABm8/HFdWIG452MU/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388546614219431314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2441675497525427017?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2441675497525427017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2441675497525427017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2441675497525427017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2441675497525427017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/mia-is-6-holy-moly.html' title='MIA IS 6!!  Holy Moly!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Ssf4z7szgfI/AAAAAAAABn0/eVmmmv77UMw/s72-c/Picture+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2399403233850013541</id><published>2009-09-21T21:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:03:59.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin Update</title><content type='html'>Late last Tuesday night we took Dallin to the ER of one of the Children's Hospitals here in Atlanta.  He was diagnosed with Type I Diabetes.  The same type that I have.  I had noticed the night before that he used the bathroom more than normal and wanted water after he went potty.  Then that night I noticed he kept drinking from my cup.  So I decided to test his blood sugar level.  It was over 600.  I did it again and got the same result.  I immediately knew he had diabetes.  We called the doctor and then took him to the hospirtal.  We did take our camera but when we got to the ER they valet parked our car and we forgot to grab it out.  So, we missed out on some cute pics of him in the ER, his hand all wrapped with an I.V., Dallin in a hospital gown, etc.  But we got some cute ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was in need of a bath after the second day there so here he is in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2S1t_GHI/AAAAAAAABmE/K7g4Id6d3x8/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2S1t_GHI/AAAAAAAABmE/K7g4Id6d3x8/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384113051806931058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I had to go to two days of education classes.  It was informative on some level for Ben but it was just a review for me since I have been doing this for 23 years now.  Dallin sat there so well and played at his little table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2SVe_RuI/AAAAAAAABl8/ghCCpRZWaXc/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2SVe_RuI/AAAAAAAABl8/ghCCpRZWaXc/s400/031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384113043154093794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dallin in PT.  We had to learn how exercise will affect him and his blood sugars.  He looked pretty funny with the surgery cap on under the helmet.  He loved playing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2R7Cx3iI/AAAAAAAABl0/33uCeaL6t6c/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2R7Cx3iI/AAAAAAAABl0/33uCeaL6t6c/s400/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384113036056452642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had walked around for a while, Ben needed a rest and Dallin was happy resting while watching a cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2RXwVt0I/AAAAAAAABls/m_EzKRkYBBg/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2RXwVt0I/AAAAAAAABls/m_EzKRkYBBg/s400/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384113026583869250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin enjoyed alot of chicken fingers while at the hospital, among othern things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2RFDqQEI/AAAAAAAABlk/BrOSA83oz10/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2RFDqQEI/AAAAAAAABlk/BrOSA83oz10/s400/038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384113021564633154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the Koi Pond when Dallin got restless.  He loved the fish.  All of the nurses loved him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srgye9E0atI/AAAAAAAABlc/V12E5322gJA/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srgye9E0atI/AAAAAAAABlc/V12E5322gJA/s400/039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384108861893667538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking time to play in the activity room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgyebyO1rI/AAAAAAAABlU/vgWXnrkfuR8/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgyebyO1rI/AAAAAAAABlU/vgWXnrkfuR8/s400/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384108852957337266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin suffering from low blood sugar.  I felt badly for him as I know all too well how horrible you can feel when you are low.  He was tired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgyeBCxn4I/AAAAAAAABlM/ziR30WOtzhs/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgyeBCxn4I/AAAAAAAABlM/ziR30WOtzhs/s400/045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384108845778968450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep finally won the battle.....on the way home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgydgtCp1I/AAAAAAAABlE/OFZCYDb-3lo/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgydgtCp1I/AAAAAAAABlE/OFZCYDb-3lo/s400/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384108837097875282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was more tired than I thought I was too.  I couldn't even make it to the bed before falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgydH3qvoI/AAAAAAAABk8/y8usINfhACU/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SrgydH3qvoI/AAAAAAAABk8/y8usINfhACU/s400/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384108830431559298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have been home from the hospital Dallin has been gradually getting better about his shots and finger pokes.  He has to have a minimum of 4 shots and 6 finger pokes daily.  He has had some low and some high blood sugar levels.  He struggles with not being able to snack whenever he wants to.  I feel so blessed that I know so much already and know how he's feeling and I feel confident in my decisions about his care.  Ben has been so great with him too.  Like he always is with me.  All in all Dallin is doing well.  It will be a lifetime challenge though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2399403233850013541?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2399403233850013541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2399403233850013541' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2399403233850013541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2399403233850013541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/dallin-update.html' title='Dallin Update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Srg2S1t_GHI/AAAAAAAABmE/K7g4Id6d3x8/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7419899450230525446</id><published>2009-09-11T08:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:55:27.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Cami Has Lost Weight</title><content type='html'>Cami had her 15 month check-up on Tuesday.  She has grown 1 inch in the 3 months since her 12 month check-up but, has lost about a 1/2 pound.  The Dr. was slightly concerned but I wasn't.  Heavens knows she was plenty fat at a year AND, she's been busy working all that flab off.  Here's the proof.  Just a sampling of the "exercise" Cami gets each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCING TO HER FAVORITE TUNE....who doesn't love Britney, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1decc2d1a0fe34d7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fe609583721057e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18A73555C24A6568D2DDA748FC01321375A618EA.65F440B45AA114F75AB6FC435664052B462E0561%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fe609583721057e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5PkJYnr5eLQThLViQXEyItAzhzw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWINGING LIKE A MONKEY.....trying to find treasures in the bathroom drawer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed14fabc395763de" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded14fabc395763de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D503F149AF51A63679C1CAE963E6CE36DA44B4E1B.7DD6D1FEC68870AF8D589C370DB97D0D9893574D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded14fabc395763de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcYFi4U26Y09v8U_M38x49ylXNXw&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded14fabc395763de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D503F149AF51A63679C1CAE963E6CE36DA44B4E1B.7DD6D1FEC68870AF8D589C370DB97D0D9893574D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded14fabc395763de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcYFi4U26Y09v8U_M38x49ylXNXw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE our little monkey!  Does anyone else think her hair looks like Bozo the clown's hair?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7419899450230525446?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7419899450230525446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7419899450230525446' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7419899450230525446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7419899450230525446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-cami-has-lost-weight.html' title='Why Cami Has Lost Weight'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-5514629360241977139</id><published>2009-08-30T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:37:01.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple Cute Pics</title><content type='html'>Cami being cute.....Look at those TEETH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SpsoVsxiddI/AAAAAAAABk0/Dr8fHtdncrc/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SpsoVsxiddI/AAAAAAAABk0/Dr8fHtdncrc/s400/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375934933458122194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cami and her daddy hangin' out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SpsoVFIEKII/AAAAAAAABks/FzeDamDrMzQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SpsoVFIEKII/AAAAAAAABks/FzeDamDrMzQ/s400/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375934922815187074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5514629360241977139?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5514629360241977139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5514629360241977139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5514629360241977139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5514629360241977139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/couple-cute-pics.html' title='A Couple Cute Pics'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SpsoVsxiddI/AAAAAAAABk0/Dr8fHtdncrc/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8257570875845484866</id><published>2009-08-18T14:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:58:23.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's First Day of Kindergarten!</title><content type='html'>Mia was so excited to start school.  She attended all day Pre-K last year so she is acclimated to school but she was still really excited to start at a "real" school.  Her school is brand spankin new and her first day was a success.  She wanted to ride the bus to school but I forced her to let me take her so I could get a few pictures.  She rode it home though. She rode it to and from school today.  Her teacher is really great and has previously taught 1st grade for 6 years so she will know exactly what the students need to know to be prepared for next year.  SCORE!  I am stoked for Mia because I always loved school and so far she is handling it well. Sorry the pictures are in reverse order.  Blogger is stupid!  AND, I'm too lazy to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0uLu6v5I/AAAAAAAABj8/3BK0xzCI8xE/s1600-h/P1000629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0uLu6v5I/AAAAAAAABj8/3BK0xzCI8xE/s400/P1000629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374579853475730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0tlut5pI/AAAAAAAABj0/AHad12W0hcU/s1600-h/P1000627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0tlut5pI/AAAAAAAABj0/AHad12W0hcU/s400/P1000627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374569652086418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0tKjFzlI/AAAAAAAABjs/8YSVpvGAWs0/s1600-h/P1000625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0tKjFzlI/AAAAAAAABjs/8YSVpvGAWs0/s400/P1000625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374562355564114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0sjEmd4I/AAAAAAAABjk/GO2SvK6oVYI/s1600-h/P1000624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0sjEmd4I/AAAAAAAABjk/GO2SvK6oVYI/s400/P1000624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374551758698370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0sOyF_zI/AAAAAAAABjc/fDyu7G0A4ww/s1600-h/P1000621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0sOyF_zI/AAAAAAAABjc/fDyu7G0A4ww/s400/P1000621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371374546312363826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8257570875845484866?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8257570875845484866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8257570875845484866' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8257570875845484866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8257570875845484866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/mias-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Mia&apos;s First Day of Kindergarten!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sor0uLu6v5I/AAAAAAAABj8/3BK0xzCI8xE/s72-c/P1000629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4263672743183043096</id><published>2009-08-01T14:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:43:55.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up To</title><content type='html'>I know, I KNOW!  it's been forever since I have popsted.  We have been busy and when we are not going somehwere I am being lazy.  So lately, Ben turned 30, we've been swimming alot, we went to the lake/cabin for the fourth, I turned 32 and the kids have loved their slip n' slide.  Phew!  The kids and I also spent a weeek in Memphis with Ben's parents and Tiffany while Ben was at home working, but I have not downloaded those pictures yet(big surprise).  We are off again to the lake/cabin for a week with Ben's parents and when we get home I will make a proper post.  Enjoy these few photos while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJdNuEPiI/AAAAAAAABic/3d4zW0cm1-w/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJdNuEPiI/AAAAAAAABic/3d4zW0cm1-w/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064191097191970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJc89TkNI/AAAAAAAABiU/VK-Ax0pWJnc/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJc89TkNI/AAAAAAAABiU/VK-Ax0pWJnc/s400/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064186597707986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJcYc-GTI/AAAAAAAABiM/F0nIWX0H10M/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJcYc-GTI/AAAAAAAABiM/F0nIWX0H10M/s400/053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064176798406962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJcLSKWiI/AAAAAAAABiE/osNbNictPP0/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJcLSKWiI/AAAAAAAABiE/osNbNictPP0/s400/060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064173263411746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJbsfPOqI/AAAAAAAABh8/hcS_1GhbLes/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJbsfPOqI/AAAAAAAABh8/hcS_1GhbLes/s400/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064164996758178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4263672743183043096?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4263672743183043096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4263672743183043096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4263672743183043096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4263672743183043096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up To'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SnSJdNuEPiI/AAAAAAAABic/3d4zW0cm1-w/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2536913851888397482</id><published>2009-07-02T15:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:41:09.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cami's Trying</title><content type='html'>Don't judge me for the mess. This was before our nightly clean up. You got to get it when you can get it. Doesn't my cracker with cream cheese look good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c9e59182a67bbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D05c9e59182a67bbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1294B180D0D00219CBD52BB41A5D0D209A8A0ED.2F69E999FC1651A612E3AA95BCFFC2CF9B3B9C3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c9e59182a67bbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Ty2BWenF95VskggJAKTIy0RWKM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D05c9e59182a67bbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1294B180D0D00219CBD52BB41A5D0D209A8A0ED.2F69E999FC1651A612E3AA95BCFFC2CF9B3B9C3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c9e59182a67bbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Ty2BWenF95VskggJAKTIy0RWKM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2536913851888397482?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5c9e59182a67bbd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2536913851888397482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2536913851888397482' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2536913851888397482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2536913851888397482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/07/camis-trying.html' title='Cami&apos;s Trying'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-6159115654266619365</id><published>2009-06-09T17:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:48:49.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo and Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-21.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=3386706919802895649&amp;amp;site=widget-21.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=3386706919802895649&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-21.slide.com/p1/3386706919802895649/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-4344777209809818285</id><published>2009-06-07T21:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:41:24.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI TURNED ONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Cami turned 1 yesterday.  We cannot believe it has been a whole year since that very fast and scary delivery when she was born.  She has grown a ton since then and learned so much.  Ben's parents came over from Memphis and we went to the zoo to celebrate.  Maryann and David and Lisa and their kids joined us for cake and ice cream and presents.  We had a good time.  I know it has been forever since I have posted and I have a lot to post of the zoo and her birthday......and other stuff from the last month.  But, I thought I would start you off with a teaser video of us singing to her.  Watch it all cause the end is the best part.  All I have to say is, she's fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fdb8a2a02a254488" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfdb8a2a02a254488%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18C8FE0E6D083CF9142F7F79DEA7C5B0B30F2F3A.1019BBC9BAF0E1F549B68F85DDEE3C94ED94C665%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdb8a2a02a254488%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DerLYUQUXs6Jol0JYn6Kb1yIfgTQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfdb8a2a02a254488%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331372450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18C8FE0E6D083CF9142F7F79DEA7C5B0B30F2F3A.1019BBC9BAF0E1F549B68F85DDEE3C94ED94C665%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdb8a2a02a254488%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DerLYUQUXs6Jol0JYn6Kb1yIfgTQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4344777209809818285?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fdb8a2a02a254488&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4344777209809818285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4344777209809818285' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4344777209809818285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4344777209809818285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/cami-turned-one.html' title='CAMI TURNED ONE!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-4288137472292680015</id><published>2009-05-04T22:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:48:47.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 YEARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Today is our anniversary. Seven short years of marriage. And still, even after all my nagging, Ben has not learned how to give a natural smile in a picture. I mean, it has gotten better. Slightly. But his natural smile when he is really amused is much better. I always look bad in pictures. Please don't stare at the UGLY moles on my face. STOP! I told you not to look. I will have them removed one day. I'm just waiting for them to get hairy. Needless to say, we STILL love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sf-olMzfAnI/AAAAAAAABf4/M9Rw5_1kUfU/s1600-h/P1000131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sf-olMzfAnI/AAAAAAAABf4/M9Rw5_1kUfU/s320/P1000131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4288137472292680015?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4288137472292680015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4288137472292680015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4288137472292680015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4288137472292680015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-years.html' title='7 YEARS'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sf-olMzfAnI/AAAAAAAABf4/M9Rw5_1kUfU/s72-c/P1000131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1252067541204882634</id><published>2009-04-12T23:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:42:36.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER MORNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to say that I think Mia  is especially cute in her new dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyq9BlK0I/AAAAAAAABe8/w3IwbM2xL9o/s1600-h/P1000112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324014160510790466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyq9BlK0I/AAAAAAAABe8/w3IwbM2xL9o/s400/P1000112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Generally Mia will resist when I want her to wear her hair up.  She realizes the pain that comes with combing and putting up curly hair.  Anyway, she was very compliant once she saw that I had made her a bow for each one of her piggy buns.  That was easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyqm545hI/AAAAAAAABe0/6VpbPwYj7bI/s1600-h/P1000113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324014154572949010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyqm545hI/AAAAAAAABe0/6VpbPwYj7bI/s400/P1000113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin got a new tie.  Too bad his shirt won't stay tucked in.  Notice his blue ring pop the easter bunny brought him.  I'm gonna have to tell the easter bunny to come after we leave for church next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyqY5dxsI/AAAAAAAABes/eT3-zuu32Sc/s1600-h/P1000114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324014150813075138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyqY5dxsI/AAAAAAAABes/eT3-zuu32Sc/s400/P1000114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami is not one to pose for pictures lately. But, as you can see, she looks cute in her dress too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyqMzE3qI/AAAAAAAABek/pl-syrYGPjY/s1600-h/P1000116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324014147565051554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyqMzE3qI/AAAAAAAABek/pl-syrYGPjY/s400/P1000116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1252067541204882634?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1252067541204882634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1252067541204882634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1252067541204882634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1252067541204882634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-morning.html' title='EASTER MORNING'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKyq9BlK0I/AAAAAAAABe8/w3IwbM2xL9o/s72-c/P1000112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4270502556331387392</id><published>2009-04-12T22:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:20:15.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR DAY BEFORE EASTER EGG HUNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia collected the most eggs out of all the grandkids that were here.....52 eggs!  As you can see, she did not have time to stop for a picture.  Ben had a hard time chasing her down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlvf7t2I/AAAAAAAABd8/v8BmXueTzVE/s1600-h/P1000087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324008573422516066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlvf7t2I/AAAAAAAABd8/v8BmXueTzVE/s400/P1000087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin went at a slower pace, stopping to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlOAYsOI/AAAAAAAABd0/UFepkOq3hvQ/s1600-h/P1000091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324008564431827170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlOAYsOI/AAAAAAAABd0/UFepkOq3hvQ/s400/P1000091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's basket couldn't hold much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlOudpBI/AAAAAAAABds/7wc9k6A3T3s/s1600-h/P1000096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324008564625089554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlOudpBI/AAAAAAAABds/7wc9k6A3T3s/s400/P1000096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like Dallin's goose egg on his head?  We have no clue what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtk73kL-I/AAAAAAAABdk/nIh--JxBT0k/s1600-h/P1000095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324008559562993634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtk73kL-I/AAAAAAAABdk/nIh--JxBT0k/s400/P1000095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While all the adults were pigging out, we must have neglected our little chubby one.  She had to take matters into her own hands.  She later crawled away with a roll in each hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtkd9BgoI/AAAAAAAABdc/uit7BUvnkNw/s1600-h/P1000105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324008551532823170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtkd9BgoI/AAAAAAAABdc/uit7BUvnkNw/s400/P1000105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4270502556331387392?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4270502556331387392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4270502556331387392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4270502556331387392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4270502556331387392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-day-before-easter-egg-hunt.html' title='OUR DAY BEFORE EASTER EGG HUNT'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKtlvf7t2I/AAAAAAAABd8/v8BmXueTzVE/s72-c/P1000087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2552692363242007696</id><published>2009-04-12T22:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:54:32.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR PLAYSET!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally got our playset!  The kids couldn't be more happy.  They have already gotten hours of use out of it.  And, it was on sale.  What could be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKoEdNs7UI/AAAAAAAABdU/82LdmgooMXI/s1600-h/P1000108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324002504020389186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKoEdNs7UI/AAAAAAAABdU/82LdmgooMXI/s400/P1000108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin is one happy kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKnN-Kum1I/AAAAAAAABdM/qa5E55BxpQo/s1600-h/P1000106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324001567973481298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKnN-Kum1I/AAAAAAAABdM/qa5E55BxpQo/s400/P1000106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Dallin chatting and swinging.  They love the glider swing too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKnNvAtGHI/AAAAAAAABdE/sBD8IKhyyL4/s1600-h/P1000111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324001563904907378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKnNvAtGHI/AAAAAAAABdE/sBD8IKhyyL4/s400/P1000111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to the drought we have plenty of bad grass to put it on. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKnNUESfwI/AAAAAAAABc8/idhBT7XLCik/s1600-h/P1000107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324001556672184066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKnNUESfwI/AAAAAAAABc8/idhBT7XLCik/s400/P1000107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2552692363242007696?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2552692363242007696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2552692363242007696' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2552692363242007696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2552692363242007696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-playset.html' title='OUR PLAYSET!!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SeKoEdNs7UI/AAAAAAAABdU/82LdmgooMXI/s72-c/P1000108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6927740023403209457</id><published>2009-04-05T19:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:39:16.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HARDEST I HAVE LAUGHED IN A LONG TIME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia came upstairs with her mouth closed and waited until she had my attention and then gave me a big grin.  I laughed so hard I had a coughing attack (I've been sick).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_6bgeCsI/AAAAAAAABcU/30V3N-9F2_E/s1600-h/P1000068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321354707763858114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_6bgeCsI/AAAAAAAABcU/30V3N-9F2_E/s400/P1000068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_6MpZ3nI/AAAAAAAABcM/1zBl168-B0c/s1600-h/P1000060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321354703774801522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_6MpZ3nI/AAAAAAAABcM/1zBl168-B0c/s400/P1000060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dallin wouldn't put them in right but you get the picture.  Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_5_R5ZyI/AAAAAAAABcE/vlZDXH1I6hA/s1600-h/P1000062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321354700186543906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_5_R5ZyI/AAAAAAAABcE/vlZDXH1I6hA/s400/P1000062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6927740023403209457?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6927740023403209457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6927740023403209457' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6927740023403209457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6927740023403209457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/hardest-i-have-laughed-in-long-time.html' title='HARDEST I HAVE LAUGHED IN A LONG TIME!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sdk_6bgeCsI/AAAAAAAABcU/30V3N-9F2_E/s72-c/P1000068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3350466263712869310</id><published>2009-03-17T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:58:43.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Cami had to sport the green too.  Her cheek is full of food, so of course she couldn't smile.  She doesn't do that for the camera these days anyway.   Please ignore the filthy, naked couch in the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sb_Is6GpGAI/AAAAAAAABbk/bgm4aLNoFac/s1600-h/DSCN1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sb_Is6GpGAI/AAAAAAAABbk/bgm4aLNoFac/s320/DSCN1805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3350466263712869310?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3350466263712869310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3350466263712869310' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3350466263712869310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3350466263712869310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-patricks-day-part-2.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day, Part 2'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sb_Is6GpGAI/AAAAAAAABbk/bgm4aLNoFac/s72-c/DSCN1805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7827508427553222224</id><published>2009-03-17T08:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:23:19.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia and Dallin were quite happy to wear their shamrock headbands and pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sb-UmCaCnuI/AAAAAAAABbc/VUDtMTjAIVE/s1600-h/DSCN1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314129466522509026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sb-UmCaCnuI/AAAAAAAABbc/VUDtMTjAIVE/s400/DSCN1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia wanted to wear all green today but unfortunately she has no green pants.  Her socks, shirt, undies and headband were though.  She is so relieved that she is not gonna get pinched.  She's hoping to be able to pinch her teacher.  I told her that her teacher is probably smarter than that, but maybe you'll get lucky.  Things are looking up in our house on the clothes front.  Dallin actually brought me these clothes today to put on him.  Should he be able to get himself dressed?  YES.  Does he? NO.  But he sure does know how to strip his clothes off fast.  He has a green shirt.  Green pants too.  But, the shamrock will have to do for him today because as long as he's picking out clothes, I'm not gonna rock the boat.  Cami has a shamrock headband too.  I'll have to take her picture when she wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7827508427553222224?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7827508427553222224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7827508427553222224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7827508427553222224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7827508427553222224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/Sb-UmCaCnuI/AAAAAAAABbc/VUDtMTjAIVE/s72-c/DSCN1791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1269745922427029649</id><published>2009-03-08T23:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:15:53.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post After Post After Post......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After being asked amillion times, "when are you gonna update your blog", I've decided.  Oh, YOU'RE gettin a post now!(say it like George Costanza)  Make sure you scroll down, and down, and down to see all the posts.  This is what we have been up to.  Ben's parents and little brother came for a visit in Feb. to take Alex through the temple in preparation for his mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV6TNRllI/AAAAAAAABag/eTBhfHT44H4/s1600-h/DSCN0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311034689397560914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV6TNRllI/AAAAAAAABag/eTBhfHT44H4/s400/DSCN0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good bye Alex.  See you in two years.  When you get back, Mia will be almost 7 1/2, Dallin will be 5 and Cami will be 2 1/2.  Holy Cow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV6H-cE6I/AAAAAAAABaY/gl1mbGkOImo/s1600-h/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311034686382543778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV6H-cE6I/AAAAAAAABaY/gl1mbGkOImo/s400/DSCN0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this one of the kids.  Crazier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV5yoxdKI/AAAAAAAABaQ/zDQlQ9BjTbg/s1600-h/DSCN1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311034680654525602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV5yoxdKI/AAAAAAAABaQ/zDQlQ9BjTbg/s400/DSCN1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We bought a new swimsuit for Mia at Costco.  She just had to put it on right when we got home.  Well, so did Dallin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV5UnRmfI/AAAAAAAABaI/p5vHDM7acGg/s1600-h/DSCN1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311034672595180018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV5UnRmfI/AAAAAAAABaI/p5vHDM7acGg/s400/DSCN1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet girls.  Right before bed.  We hadn't put Cami's jammies on yet. I love these girls.  Don't worry.  I love Dallin too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV5LqaokI/AAAAAAAABaA/Mhg4iWtQXbA/s1600-h/DSCN1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311034670192435778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV5LqaokI/AAAAAAAABaA/Mhg4iWtQXbA/s400/DSCN1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1269745922427029649?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1269745922427029649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1269745922427029649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1269745922427029649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1269745922427029649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-after-post-after-post.html' title='Post After Post After Post......'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSV6TNRllI/AAAAAAAABag/eTBhfHT44H4/s72-c/DSCN0462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2257218736706471151</id><published>2009-03-08T23:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:20:37.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cami Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor baby! Cami fell asleep while eating carrots in her bumbo. I couldn't resist taking a picture. I love our fat little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6tTt_pI/AAAAAAAABZ4/I5PckdrJqfk/s1600-h/DSCN1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311029198845771410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6tTt_pI/AAAAAAAABZ4/I5PckdrJqfk/s400/DSCN1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami has a love hate relationship with this exercise toy. She hated it at first but now she is learning to like it. This is also a good photo of her only teeth so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6ePiAqI/AAAAAAAABZw/t4ukS143BuE/s1600-h/DSCN1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311029194801676962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6ePiAqI/AAAAAAAABZw/t4ukS143BuE/s400/DSCN1751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami can now hold her own bottle. Yesssss! She really doesn't like for us to hold it for her anymore. I love her eyes in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6EyBq4I/AAAAAAAABZo/2iCj5Hzhp24/s1600-h/DSCN1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311029187967036290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6EyBq4I/AAAAAAAABZo/2iCj5Hzhp24/s400/DSCN1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can leave Cami for a long time to just sit and look at these little alphabet books. She loves it. But now that she is crawling I can't leave her upstairs alone. She is getting faster everyday. I will post a video of it once I have the patience to wait on my slow computer. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ54w3n7I/AAAAAAAABZg/o0hnQGsugBM/s1600-h/DSCN1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311029184740958130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ54w3n7I/AAAAAAAABZg/o0hnQGsugBM/s400/DSCN1721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made this flower foe Cami's headband. The picture makes it look bigger than it is. But, it's pretty large. I had so many people tell me how cute she was at church today. She likes to play with her tongue on her teeth a lot, like she is doing here. It's cute. What do you think? Is the flower way too big or way too cute? I'm undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ5UPcQhI/AAAAAAAABZY/nOKDs25g7Ro/s1600-h/DSCN1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311029174937076242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ5UPcQhI/AAAAAAAABZY/nOKDs25g7Ro/s400/DSCN1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2257218736706471151?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2257218736706471151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2257218736706471151' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2257218736706471151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2257218736706471151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/cami-update.html' title='Cami Update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSQ6tTt_pI/AAAAAAAABZ4/I5PckdrJqfk/s72-c/DSCN1712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7868119024342228624</id><published>2009-03-08T23:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:21:25.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it when I find Dallin like this! He is really into books right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLYLZ3kWI/AAAAAAAABZQ/aiBDb5gwHUU/s1600-h/DSCN1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023108071068002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLYLZ3kWI/AAAAAAAABZQ/aiBDb5gwHUU/s400/DSCN1681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin being silly like always. I have no idea where he got these 3-D glasses. Naked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLXsjeFuI/AAAAAAAABZI/6BW8JF7OP4E/s1600-h/DSCN1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023099789842146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLXsjeFuI/AAAAAAAABZI/6BW8JF7OP4E/s400/DSCN1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin really likes stickers. Eh, who needs paper when you have skin. Naked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLXUFCswI/AAAAAAAABZA/HWDhoOrTFMc/s1600-h/DSCN1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023093219767042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLXUFCswI/AAAAAAAABZA/HWDhoOrTFMc/s400/DSCN1734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please ignore the mess we call a garage. It has seen better days. Please note Dallin, the outdoors man. He loves being outside. Whether it's playing in the messy garage or running around in the yard he just likes it. It is our top priority to get a playset soon for the outside so her doesn't have to climb on things that are not meant to be climbed on. Too bad money doesn't grow on trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLW9F4flI/AAAAAAAABY4/EtTQxFOLYiY/s1600-h/DSCN1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023087049277010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLW9F4flI/AAAAAAAABY4/EtTQxFOLYiY/s400/DSCN1731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin is really into Spiderman right now. Especially his Spiderman undies. Notice in the last two pictures, Dallin is actually dressed. I think Dallin loathes clothes right now. He will let me get him dressed to go get Mia from school and if we need to run errands but other that that, he's naked. And the truth is, I don't really care. But it drives Ben crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLWbaWsSI/AAAAAAAABYw/xLOlYHb4nu8/s1600-h/DSCN1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023078008336674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLWbaWsSI/AAAAAAAABYw/xLOlYHb4nu8/s400/DSCN1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7868119024342228624?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7868119024342228624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7868119024342228624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7868119024342228624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7868119024342228624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/dallin-update.html' title='Dallin Update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSLYLZ3kWI/AAAAAAAABZQ/aiBDb5gwHUU/s72-c/DSCN1681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-897024659854628562</id><published>2009-03-08T22:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:12:59.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Mia and her BFF Lily.  They are joined at the hip.  I love that Mia picked the little Japanese girl as her counterpart in crime.  She has learned so much about her culture.  Mia's teacher said that Mia and Lily are her go to girls when no one else knows the answers to her questions. I guess Mia needed someone on her level.  JK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD6D57V5I/AAAAAAAABYo/8-IG6GVWlS4/s1600-h/DSCN1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014894080579474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD6D57V5I/AAAAAAAABYo/8-IG6GVWlS4/s400/DSCN1708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's class had a Valentine's party.  The teacher asked the boys to go ask a girl to dance.  This little boy, named Jaco(ya-coo), ran over to Mia and grabbed her.  I asked Mia about it when she got home that day.  She said he always wants to be her partner and that he has a crush on her.  I found a heart from him in her backpack a few days later.  She doesn't think much of him.  Does it really start this early??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD5V2uubI/AAAAAAAABYg/KQd35l3EHrw/s1600-h/DSCN1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014881719138738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD5V2uubI/AAAAAAAABYg/KQd35l3EHrw/s400/DSCN1701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not only does Mia learn alot in school, she must play hard too.  I sent her to school with pristine buns and she came home looking like this.  Still cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD5al5iuI/AAAAAAAABYY/4-SB3Sn-QdI/s1600-h/DSCN1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014882990721762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD5al5iuI/AAAAAAAABYY/4-SB3Sn-QdI/s400/DSCN1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Mia in her Sunday best for the Valentine's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD5Ml0OSI/AAAAAAAABYQ/y03FjNYVKOU/s1600-h/DSCN1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014879232276770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD5Ml0OSI/AAAAAAAABYQ/y03FjNYVKOU/s400/DSCN1691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia recently celebrated her 100th day of school.  She had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD4U6TBUI/AAAAAAAABYI/GRPnMf10Jkc/s1600-h/DSCN1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014864285795650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD4U6TBUI/AAAAAAAABYI/GRPnMf10Jkc/s400/DSCN1667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-897024659854628562?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/897024659854628562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=897024659854628562' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/897024659854628562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/897024659854628562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/mia-update.html' title='Mia Update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SbSD6D57V5I/AAAAAAAABYo/8-IG6GVWlS4/s72-c/DSCN1708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-277722967919358728</id><published>2009-02-08T22:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:48:33.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A POST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I haven't posted in FOREVER, I have a lot of pictures to post.  I still need to post some pictures form Christmas but, I'll just keep it simple for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWiLDx5I/AAAAAAAABW4/vLYlqWifTfU/s1600-h/DSCN1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300638192498886546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWiLDx5I/AAAAAAAABW4/vLYlqWifTfU/s400/DSCN1639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin just doesn't feel complete without his sword and hook.  Yes, he's naked!  What's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWsTBtTI/AAAAAAAABWw/M6xeKgIeL0Q/s1600-h/DSCN1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300638195216659762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWsTBtTI/AAAAAAAABWw/M6xeKgIeL0Q/s400/DSCN1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami looking cute on Grandma and Grandpa Engstrom's new couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWbC7iyI/AAAAAAAABWo/q6VsbaLj3sQ/s1600-h/DSCN1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300638190585744162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWbC7iyI/AAAAAAAABWo/q6VsbaLj3sQ/s400/DSCN1638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia had to make a snowman for school.  She did most of the work on this. Okay, I sparay-painted the hat.  I wasn't gonna let Mia do that!  Do you like her purse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-277722967919358728?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/277722967919358728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=277722967919358728' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/277722967919358728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/277722967919358728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/post.html' title='A POST!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SY-mWiLDx5I/AAAAAAAABW4/vLYlqWifTfU/s72-c/DSCN1639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2997930978544057413</id><published>2009-01-11T22:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:00:21.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to get a good picture of Cami so I could send out late christmas cards.  I think we got some cute ones.  BTW, Cami just got her FIRST TOOTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_fmwpOVI/AAAAAAAABUg/HQ3PtkGOPco/s1600-h/DSCN1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290251262001494354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_fmwpOVI/AAAAAAAABUg/HQ3PtkGOPco/s400/DSCN1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a good sitting up one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_fe-1c4I/AAAAAAAABUY/sJW5amt05wc/s1600-h/DSCN1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290251259913532290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_fe-1c4I/AAAAAAAABUY/sJW5amt05wc/s400/DSCN1604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trying to get that tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_ekDVv8I/AAAAAAAABUQ/K5lKysN206c/s1600-h/DSCN1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290251244094734274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_ekDVv8I/AAAAAAAABUQ/K5lKysN206c/s400/DSCN1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_edog4OI/AAAAAAAABUI/RzVjifpw85Q/s1600-h/DSCN1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290251242371604706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_edog4OI/AAAAAAAABUI/RzVjifpw85Q/s400/DSCN1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this one of her looking down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_d2I1l2I/AAAAAAAABUA/OOovAP34bkA/s1600-h/DSCN1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290251231769761634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_d2I1l2I/AAAAAAAABUA/OOovAP34bkA/s400/DSCN1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2997930978544057413?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2997930978544057413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2997930978544057413' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2997930978544057413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2997930978544057413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-cami.html' title='More Cami'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWq_fmwpOVI/AAAAAAAABUg/HQ3PtkGOPco/s72-c/DSCN1601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1805754349506641500</id><published>2009-01-04T22:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:13:12.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR LITTLE SITTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until I can shuffle through all our Christmas pictures and post a few (or a lot), these will have to do.  Cami is now a sitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6BVXJNwI/AAAAAAAABSg/Qf451qxa7l0/s1600-h/DSCN1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287641600842348290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6BVXJNwI/AAAAAAAABSg/Qf451qxa7l0/s400/DSCN1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami in her cute church outfit.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6A2GZLaI/AAAAAAAABSY/qN9Ja81bffg/s1600-h/DSCN1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287641592450592162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6A2GZLaI/AAAAAAAABSY/qN9Ja81bffg/s400/DSCN1366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My naked crazies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6AXtXwxI/AAAAAAAABSQ/q6U_d9KhQVQ/s1600-h/DSCN1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287641584292578066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6AXtXwxI/AAAAAAAABSQ/q6U_d9KhQVQ/s400/DSCN1358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1805754349506641500?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1805754349506641500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1805754349506641500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1805754349506641500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1805754349506641500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-little-sitter.html' title='OUR LITTLE SITTER!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SWF6BVXJNwI/AAAAAAAABSg/Qf451qxa7l0/s72-c/DSCN1577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4715639943586059207</id><published>2008-12-10T10:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:46.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI'S GLAMOUR SHOTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just kidding, I would never pay money for glamour shots.  But, Cami had her pictures done recently. I had Mia and Dallin done at 4 months so I did Cami too.  Okay, it was more like 5 months.  I'm a slacker. Any way, these are the ones I got copies of.  Angel and Darin, Joseph and Lacey, and any Engstroms who want some.....tell me which one(s) you want and I'll send them on.  There were alot of really cute ones but I coukldn't get them all.  Pictures are pricey, people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Choice #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dHeKv4DI/AAAAAAAABP4/qlDhjMuEw8E/s1600-h/0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278180408728477746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dHeKv4DI/AAAAAAAABP4/qlDhjMuEw8E/s400/0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Choice #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dHJOqdkI/AAAAAAAABPw/ahSJFSEscXw/s1600-h/0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278180403107755586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dHJOqdkI/AAAAAAAABPw/ahSJFSEscXw/s400/0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Choice #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dG7LVWmI/AAAAAAAABPo/9liBIGLL84Q/s1600-h/0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278180399335692898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dG7LVWmI/AAAAAAAABPo/9liBIGLL84Q/s400/0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I'll put a slideshow of the rest up later.&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/17890779-4715639943586059207?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4715639943586059207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4715639943586059207' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4715639943586059207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4715639943586059207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/camis-glamour-shots.html' title='CAMI&apos;S GLAMOUR SHOTS'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/ST_dHeKv4DI/AAAAAAAABP4/qlDhjMuEw8E/s72-c/0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3753602406354887996</id><published>2008-11-23T21:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:28:32.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the Kiddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia and I went to the Biltmore house with 2 of my sisters and some of their friends. It was really great. I went when I was about 14 but since that was 17 years ago it was like I had never been. It was a sweet deal. Since I can't afford such luxuries, I drove them all and they paid for my ticket and Mia was free! Mia loved every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa3P_Wo0I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vDnMOLpzqus/s1600-h/DSCN1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055850277970754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa3P_Wo0I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vDnMOLpzqus/s400/DSCN1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and me in front of the big lion outside the front doors of the house.....all decked out in Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa2nnUi4I/AAAAAAAAA9M/IrQRpzApd_M/s1600-h/DSCN1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055839439752066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa2nnUi4I/AAAAAAAAA9M/IrQRpzApd_M/s400/DSCN1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got the audio tour. At each room they had an informational blip about it. You had to punch in the number on your headset. Mia punched in the numbers by herself and even paid quite good attention to what was being said. AND, as a side note. Our primary program was today. There are 13 kids in Mia's class and she and 2 others were the only ones in their class that could recite their parts from memory. She spoke clearly and loudly, but not too loud. Ben and I were so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa2iLja6I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zYYrw-j0dxI/s1600-h/DSCN1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055837981109154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa2iLja6I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zYYrw-j0dxI/s400/DSCN1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dallin had his 3rd birthday yesterday. It was pretty exciting. His favorite present was his pirate set. What little boy doesn't like swords and hooks? Ben had to pry them out of his hands so we could go into church today. Needless to say, he was not too fond of cooperating in nursery today. I need to start praying for the Sunbeam teacher now! On a side note again, during the program today, when the children would sing the songs, Dallin had to stand in the aisle next to our bench and sing along. We have been listening to them in the car for a while. Dallin loves music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa2GaiiTI/AAAAAAAAA88/myvj-i48kM8/s1600-h/DSCN1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055830527772978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa2GaiiTI/AAAAAAAAA88/myvj-i48kM8/s400/DSCN1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin has been a little run down lately. His love affair with his blankets has grown even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa1tDMDXI/AAAAAAAAA80/5ZCQ_qNyj5Q/s1600-h/DSCN1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055823718944114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa1tDMDXI/AAAAAAAAA80/5ZCQ_qNyj5Q/s400/DSCN1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His blanket collection has grown to include this very old, very ugly brown one that Ben had when he was little. It is soft though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZbRHbEyI/AAAAAAAAA8s/tTE-5uIUteI/s1600-h/DSCN1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054270032286498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZbRHbEyI/AAAAAAAAA8s/tTE-5uIUteI/s400/DSCN1356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami our little sweet bug has been through lots too. She has been trying rice cereal. As far as we can tell, the only thing she likes about it is it's mess factor. She isn't real crazy about actually eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZa8tXyAI/AAAAAAAAA8k/CZccT2_zvC8/s1600-h/DSCN1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054264554309634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZa8tXyAI/AAAAAAAAA8k/CZccT2_zvC8/s400/DSCN1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cami bug is also sick right now. She has had a cough for a little while but when I heard her start weezing I called the doctor. She has bronchiolitis. So, now she is on steroids and breathing treatments several times a day. We try to keep her occupied with toys but she sure hates the breathing treatments. I don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZaihnzKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/XXzNWx0joxA/s1600-h/DSCN1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054257525705890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZaihnzKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/XXzNWx0joxA/s400/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is so huge. She has gotten off her apnea monitor......just in time to get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZaEVpM5I/AAAAAAAAA8U/WXntspzOX3M/s1600-h/DSCN1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054249422402450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZaEVpM5I/AAAAAAAAA8U/WXntspzOX3M/s400/DSCN1357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to throw in this blurry one because it was cute. She is such a good baby. Even though she is coughing so hard she can't breathe and then she pukes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZZiweB4I/AAAAAAAAA8M/EATpGMM2Wlk/s1600-h/DSCN1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054240408110978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoZZiweB4I/AAAAAAAAA8M/EATpGMM2Wlk/s400/DSCN1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3753602406354887996?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3753602406354887996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3753602406354887996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3753602406354887996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3753602406354887996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-kiddies.html' title='Update on the Kiddies'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SSoa3P_Wo0I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vDnMOLpzqus/s72-c/DSCN1344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4843178802743313776</id><published>2008-11-12T18:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:42:39.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now here is a picture of me (Diane) when I was a little kid in germany. I am obviously older than my kids in the below pictures because I can walk. But, you get the gist. I don't have any pictures of Ben around that age. And even if I did, we don't have a scanner. We scanned these from some slides my parents had at their house. I mean, my parents had the slides at their house and we scanned them at their house on their scanner.  There you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRtoyoXMxyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/sEeurdOuC6M/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267919408177399586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRtoyoXMxyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/sEeurdOuC6M/s400/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRtoyfLWt0I/AAAAAAAAA78/hxbHI8s1R9s/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267919405711800130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRtoyfLWt0I/AAAAAAAAA78/hxbHI8s1R9s/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4843178802743313776?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4843178802743313776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4843178802743313776' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4843178802743313776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4843178802743313776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/mommy-comparison.html' title='Mommy Comparison'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRtoyoXMxyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/sEeurdOuC6M/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6946647725868055535</id><published>2008-11-11T10:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:32:36.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is for Angel.  She wanted to see Mia at Cami's age to compare them.  I don't know if I got Mia and Dallin at exactly Cami's same age but they're pretty close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRmkBCO-fvI/AAAAAAAAA70/NFeqPH7yzj8/s1600-h/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267421576873017074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRmkBCO-fvI/AAAAAAAAA70/NFeqPH7yzj8/s400/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRmkA3aKOCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3c-RUgJIi8w/s1600-h/DSCF0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267421573967132706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRmkA3aKOCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3c-RUgJIi8w/s400/DSCF0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267421569793786850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRmkAn3KA-I/AAAAAAAAA7k/mlrekzqrPdw/s400/DSCN1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6946647725868055535?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6946647725868055535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6946647725868055535' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6946647725868055535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6946647725868055535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/kid-comparison.html' title='Kid Comparison'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SRmkBCO-fvI/AAAAAAAAA70/NFeqPH7yzj8/s72-c/Picture+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6692561783894793817</id><published>2008-11-03T09:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:20:34.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing as I have not posted in forever, I now have about a bazillion pictures to post. BUT, seeing as I have not posted in forever, I thought I better not post them all at once. I thought I'd give a few at a time, so why not start with Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R1iu77UI/AAAAAAAAA7E/idqGz3-Kq7Q/s1600-h/DSCN1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264446100973808962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R1iu77UI/AAAAAAAAA7E/idqGz3-Kq7Q/s400/DSCN1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia lookin cute as Minnie Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R1OfdsYI/AAAAAAAAA68/r4zEitmIw8I/s1600-h/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264446095540203906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R1OfdsYI/AAAAAAAAA68/r4zEitmIw8I/s400/DSCN1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin as Spiderman.....he didn't like the mask so he went without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R0oQELlI/AAAAAAAAA60/QSpY7Pp53CY/s1600-h/DSCN1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264446085275070034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R0oQELlI/AAAAAAAAA60/QSpY7Pp53CY/s400/DSCN1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8RzxbnK4I/AAAAAAAAA6s/HT3ZlXFeFGs/s1600-h/DSCN1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264446070559550338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8RzxbnK4I/AAAAAAAAA6s/HT3ZlXFeFGs/s400/DSCN1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami as a chili pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QQanFUyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/W1RBSrha75A/s1600-h/DSCN1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444363626599202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QQanFUyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/W1RBSrha75A/s400/DSCN1227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QP7pc0UI/AAAAAAAAA6U/3YlBqK96lP0/s1600-h/DSCN1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444355315028290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QP7pc0UI/AAAAAAAAA6U/3YlBqK96lP0/s400/DSCN1228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QPBADxDI/AAAAAAAAA6M/BmQR5wLYKTA/s1600-h/DSCN1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444339572163634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QPBADxDI/AAAAAAAAA6M/BmQR5wLYKTA/s400/DSCN1229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia was as happy as can be. She was a real trooper that night. She just had to keep up with her 10 and 13 year old cousins who ran up every drive way. And most of them were up hill. She never lagged behind. I was amazed at her stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QOvNPo1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/-TetEVt3OII/s1600-h/DSCN1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444334795629394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QOvNPo1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/-TetEVt3OII/s400/DSCN1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the wilted jack-o-lantern to the right (must be the humidity). So we decided Cami would make a good substitution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QOIL-VVI/AAAAAAAAA58/j25b5PeZTIQ/s1600-h/DSCN1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444324321318226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8QOIL-VVI/AAAAAAAAA58/j25b5PeZTIQ/s400/DSCN1233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how the night wound up for Dallin. I made Ben wake him up and brush his teeth. No need to encourage the cavities to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6692561783894793817?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6692561783894793817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6692561783894793817' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6692561783894793817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6692561783894793817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SQ8R1iu77UI/AAAAAAAAA7E/idqGz3-Kq7Q/s72-c/DSCN1208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2017920484043312594</id><published>2008-10-30T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:40:23.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to Terms</title><content type='html'>So, I've come to terms with Obama winning the presidency.  I have no doubts that he will win.  I mean, isn't it so cool to jump on the bandwagon of having an inexperienced person, with purple lips, who keeps the company of convicted felons and terrorists as friends as our next president?  The reason I am finding myself so easily coming to terms with this is that I have a firm belief that before the Savior can come again, we have to have some horrible leaders.  Leaders worse than we can imagine.  And hey, it might as well start with Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned through this whole campaign that money can buy alot of things.  Alot of good things like chocolate, plane tickets to see family members and even adopted babies.  Money can also buy alot of bad things.  Like illegal drugs, child pornography, land from a convicted slum lord and wouldn't you know, even Obama as President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an article brought to my attention yesterday, the author said that in about 6 months to a year our country is going to have a tsunami size case of buyers remorse.  Amen to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend made a post on her blog recently and I say amen to that too.  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrack Obama has said "The first thing I will do as president is sign the Freedom of Choice Act." Really? The First Thing? Our Country is in economic turmoil and in the middle of a war and the First Thing you will do is sign an act that eliminates state laws that limit abortion and invalidate any pro-life laws passed since Roe v. Wade? The first thing you will do is allow abortion-on-demand for all 9 months of pregnancy? Repeal the partial birth abortion ban! And even better, let's remove the ban allowing the Government to help pay for it. That is an awesome solution. Our country is in debt beyond any one's reasonable comprehension and The First thing you'll do is use government funds to kill a baby? And to make it quicker, smoother, and less trouble for everyone, no pre-abortion education or waiting period required! What other political issue results in the murder of 1.2 million American children each year? Oh. None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ben wanted me to add in a few of his thoughts. Like, how Obama wants to turn us into a socialist country.  And how spreading the wealth is an asinine idea.  And how giving people who don't pay federal taxes a big old refund so they can go out and buy a big flat screen T.V.  or something else that is not a necessity.  Yeah, cause that will help them out a ton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2017920484043312594?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2017920484043312594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2017920484043312594' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2017920484043312594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2017920484043312594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/coming-to-terms.html' title='Coming to Terms'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-3579864385217724075</id><published>2008-10-05T20:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:33:52.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia turned 5 on Friday.  She got Candyland, the BEE movie and some little pet shops.  I have been reminded how much I like playing Candyland as we have played it a few times since she got it. We had a party for her since she has never had one.  But, in great parent fashion, we forgot to take pictures because we were too busy dealing with the 8 five year old girls that were there.  It was fun.  Mia liked it.  Through it all I learned that I don't want her to have a party every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ5TO9UPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/sXiSBlyJkJI/s1600-h/DSCN1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253829281254822130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ5TO9UPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/sXiSBlyJkJI/s400/DSCN1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Ben's parents came last weekend we went to Calaway Gardens.  Even though nothing was in bloom it was still really pretty and peaceful.  I want to go back in the spring when all the azaleas are in bloom.  This was the only picture I had with all of us in it.  Ben was taking the picture. I think they were looking at a worm......gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ5uFb7TI/AAAAAAAAA4w/lb46tsX84Ak/s1600-h/DSCN1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253829288462642482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ5uFb7TI/AAAAAAAAA4w/lb46tsX84Ak/s400/DSCN1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also went to the aquarium.  Grandpa had never been.  This is Mia up close and personal with a jellyfish and Dallin in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ6No1xiI/AAAAAAAAA44/pwICi_4NbJE/s1600-h/DSCN1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253829296932636194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ6No1xiI/AAAAAAAAA44/pwICi_4NbJE/s400/DSCN1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our CRAZY kids.......WE love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ6oBjhQI/AAAAAAAAA5A/GJ9-O2KuqpE/s1600-h/DSCN1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253829304015619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ6oBjhQI/AAAAAAAAA5A/GJ9-O2KuqpE/s400/DSCN1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We blessed Cami last month.  It was a great day and she did really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ7EQcaAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/3JziDJrnMxc/s1600-h/DSCN1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253829311594260482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ7EQcaAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/3JziDJrnMxc/s400/DSCN1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3579864385217724075?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3579864385217724075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3579864385217724075' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3579864385217724075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3579864385217724075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-update.html' title='a little update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SOlZ5TO9UPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/sXiSBlyJkJI/s72-c/DSCN1173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7972333268059113604</id><published>2008-09-22T21:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:52:49.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yogurt Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SNhLl-9l-uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/fxA6Py2l39A/s1600-h/DSCN1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249028481628895970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SNhLl-9l-uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/fxA6Py2l39A/s400/DSCN1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;really, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;really, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;likes yogurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7972333268059113604?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7972333268059113604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7972333268059113604' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7972333268059113604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7972333268059113604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/yogurt-anyone.html' title='Yogurt Anyone?'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SNhLl-9l-uI/AAAAAAAAA4g/fxA6Py2l39A/s72-c/DSCN1119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1082096613742619847</id><published>2008-09-10T13:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:38:13.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI BUG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everybody, I'm Cami. I'm a bug. I must be because I always hear my mom call me......cute bug, fussy bug, sweet bug, hungry bug, stinky bug, sleepy bug, chubby bug, grumpy bug and love bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJuHFmFLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RY1isG9eKFw/s1600-h/DSCN1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244452453854090418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJuHFmFLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RY1isG9eKFw/s400/DSCN1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am 3 months old now and I greet my mommy every morning with a huge smile. It helps her deal with being so tired. I am awake alot of the day now and I eat a ton. I've gotta keep these chubby cheeks going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJuUzNIFI/AAAAAAAAA34/gPm3irnrHAs/s1600-h/DSCN1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244452457535053906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJuUzNIFI/AAAAAAAAA34/gPm3irnrHAs/s400/DSCN1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still have my apnea/heart monitor but I am hoping to ditch it in the next 6 weeks or so. I am a very happy baby and I am growing up so fast. Everybody loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJu25V-BI/AAAAAAAAA4A/M1PqRtNy-fg/s1600-h/DSCN1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244452466687604754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJu25V-BI/AAAAAAAAA4A/M1PqRtNy-fg/s400/DSCN1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1082096613742619847?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1082096613742619847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1082096613742619847' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1082096613742619847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1082096613742619847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/cami-bug.html' title='CAMI BUG'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SMgJuHFmFLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RY1isG9eKFw/s72-c/DSCN1112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-5598719988296666996</id><published>2008-08-24T19:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:45:34.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Latest Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Mia before school on Friday.......she survived her first week of school and LOVED it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5JGhV2VI/AAAAAAAAA2w/EGAugst0cdM/s1600-h/DSCN1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238241776373193042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5JGhV2VI/AAAAAAAAA2w/EGAugst0cdM/s400/DSCN1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben worked from home on Friday and after I got Mia off to school I went back to bed and Cami was being fussy but didn't want to be fed so I decided to snuggle with her and we both went back to sleep.  Notice the mascara on my wall compliments of Dallin. Don't be jealous of my pink grandma housecoat.  Thanks for the picture Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5JYGi8uI/AAAAAAAAA24/58dfp87cNS8/s1600-h/DSCN1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238241781092643554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5JYGi8uI/AAAAAAAAA24/58dfp87cNS8/s400/DSCN1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia needs a family picture  for her "family wall" at school and this was our attempt.  The lighting was horrible and our building is being remodeled so the wall looks trashy.  We may have to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5KLFJ8FI/AAAAAAAAA3A/DQu-VWa7OI8/s1600-h/DSCN1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238241794777018450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5KLFJ8FI/AAAAAAAAA3A/DQu-VWa7OI8/s400/DSCN1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is for Angel anf Darin......Elder Carlson says "congratulations!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5Kt0ZPSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/q7-kt_bSB8Y/s1600-h/DSCN1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238241804101958946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5Kt0ZPSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/q7-kt_bSB8Y/s400/DSCN1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cami looked so cute for church today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5KyW4UqI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/28Ge8EuBx3k/s1600-h/DSCN1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238241805320344226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5KyW4UqI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/28Ge8EuBx3k/s400/DSCN1094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia LOVES to hold her baby sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3f5wtfQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/z97XZcGAclY/s1600-h/DSCN1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238239969061731586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3f5wtfQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/z97XZcGAclY/s400/DSCN1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3gqoWQAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Mg7wqcHRLAQ/s1600-h/DSCN1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238239982179991554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3gqoWQAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Mg7wqcHRLAQ/s400/DSCN1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3gz5-h4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/QTq_Mm2um_k/s1600-h/DSCN1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238239984669853570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3gz5-h4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/QTq_Mm2um_k/s400/DSCN1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin's favorite way to sleep these days......yes, cotton balls and crackers are on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3hux2kKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/8Jo2rsK-FGc/s1600-h/DSCN1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238240000473469090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3hux2kKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/8Jo2rsK-FGc/s400/DSCN1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin did not want the slice of watermelon I cut for him......he demanded the quarter of it still on the cutting board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3h1vw-VI/AAAAAAAAA2o/VuLLolZN3oY/s1600-h/DSCN1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238240002343762258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH3h1vw-VI/AAAAAAAAA2o/VuLLolZN3oY/s400/DSCN1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made french bread pizzas.....I love how Mia's has neat little piles of toppings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH15ciAv2I/AAAAAAAAA1g/DBcN7W3k_Xo/s1600-h/DSCN1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238238208868794210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH15ciAv2I/AAAAAAAAA1g/DBcN7W3k_Xo/s400/DSCN1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Cami just chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH155iI0iI/AAAAAAAAA1o/wabrt-JJUlI/s1600-h/DSCN1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238238216653951522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH155iI0iI/AAAAAAAAA1o/wabrt-JJUlI/s400/DSCN1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin LOVES corn on the cob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH16Mj1I4I/AAAAAAAAA1w/tegGY4iQ7yM/s1600-h/DSCN1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238238221761323906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH16Mj1I4I/AAAAAAAAA1w/tegGY4iQ7yM/s400/DSCN1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I catch Cami holding her toe like this all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH16mH3CLI/AAAAAAAAA14/CVAUMqdbZm4/s1600-h/DSCN1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238238228623329458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH16mH3CLI/AAAAAAAAA14/CVAUMqdbZm4/s400/DSCN1034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taking a cat nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH169i_BAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/NPs9uqxpf6s/s1600-h/DSCN1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238238234911114242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH169i_BAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/NPs9uqxpf6s/s400/DSCN1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made cupcakes after dinner.  I was feeding Cami and was just finishing when Mia asked me to frost one for her.  I told her to wait a minute while I burped the baby.  So, she went in and did it herself.  I was looking at the computer when Mia brought it to my attentioon that Cami had frosting on her forehead......from Mia's cupcake of course.  So I liked it off.  Uh.....that was barf from where Cami was rubbing her head on the burp cloth.  THANKS MIA!!  When am I gonna learn my lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5598719988296666996?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5598719988296666996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5598719988296666996' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5598719988296666996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5598719988296666996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-latest-happenings.html' title='Our Latest Happenings'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SLH5JGhV2VI/AAAAAAAAA2w/EGAugst0cdM/s72-c/DSCN1078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3953771267478075972</id><published>2008-08-18T21:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:05:13.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA'S FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MIA HAD HER FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL TODAY.  WE STARTED LAST NIGHT WITH A FATHER'S BLESSING. DALLIN WAS IN A CHAIR NEXT TO HER AND WOULD NOT LEAVE IT UNTIL HE GOT A BLESSING TOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKooTxKCROI/AAAAAAAAA1M/am97i7E-RkA/s1600-h/DSCN1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236041836849677538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKooTxKCROI/AAAAAAAAA1M/am97i7E-RkA/s400/DSCN1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MIA IS ALL READY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKooUVuNDKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/zqO7219SmSU/s1600-h/DSCN1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236041846665055394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKooUVuNDKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/zqO7219SmSU/s400/DSCN1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAYING GOODBYE TO CAMI......CAMI'S DOUBLE CHIN IS OUT OF CONTROL......BUT, I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonW9hodyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/fnTwPngXaRQ/s1600-h/DSCN1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040792197855010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonW9hodyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/fnTwPngXaRQ/s400/DSCN1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; POSING WITH DALLIN.......DALLIN'S IDEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonXbmueEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/87r_O7q2b00/s1600-h/DSCN1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040800272283714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonXbmueEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/87r_O7q2b00/s400/DSCN1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HER BACKPACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonYFLbkOI/AAAAAAAAA0o/fpBjTY9P2yg/s1600-h/DSCN1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040811432087778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonYFLbkOI/AAAAAAAAA0o/fpBjTY9P2yg/s400/DSCN1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LET HER HAVE HER BLANKET IN THE CAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonZYoWF8I/AAAAAAAAA0w/mtac0t2IuIg/s1600-h/DSCN1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040833833506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonZYoWF8I/AAAAAAAAA0w/mtac0t2IuIg/s400/DSCN1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IN THE LOBBY OF HER SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonZ1IzMKI/AAAAAAAAA04/Z_cFOk8gqbY/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040841485824162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKonZ1IzMKI/AAAAAAAAA04/Z_cFOk8gqbY/s400/DSCN1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DALLIN HAD TO HAVE HIS TURN TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomZyBVuzI/AAAAAAAAAzw/x6GmyESC-ew/s1600-h/DSCN1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039741137599282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomZyBVuzI/AAAAAAAAAzw/x6GmyESC-ew/s400/DSCN1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HANGING UP HER BACKPACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKombUEUAQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/LGIwkDnXsu4/s1600-h/DSCN1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039767456743682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKombUEUAQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/LGIwkDnXsu4/s400/DSCN1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NOTICE THE NAME ON THE SEAT.......MIA FOUND HER CHAIR IN LIKE 2 SECONDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomdNWgPpI/AAAAAAAAA0A/I80hB2g2xWg/s1600-h/DSCN1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039800013733522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomdNWgPpI/AAAAAAAAA0A/I80hB2g2xWg/s400/DSCN1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHECKING OUT THE PUZZLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomd9cPL9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/k8LXXNpxc-Q/s1600-h/DSCN1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039812922683346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomd9cPL9I/AAAAAAAAA0I/k8LXXNpxc-Q/s400/DSCN1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DALLIN IS MAKING HIMSELF AT HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomfSe9JUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VA1MqyenhUU/s1600-h/DSCN1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039835751097666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKomfSe9JUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VA1MqyenhUU/s400/DSCN1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SAYING GOODBYE TO DALLIN.......HOW SWEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3953771267478075972?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3953771267478075972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3953771267478075972' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3953771267478075972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3953771267478075972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/mias-first-day-of-school.html' title='MIA&apos;S FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SKooTxKCROI/AAAAAAAAA1M/am97i7E-RkA/s72-c/DSCN1053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4009626111233007694</id><published>2008-07-29T23:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:41:18.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 FOR TUESDAY RE-VISITED</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NOW THAT THINGS HAVE CALMED DOWN SINCE CAMI'S BIRTH, I DECIDED TO GIVE THIS ANOTHER WHIRL........PLUS, MY SISTER PRODDED ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CAMI OCCASIONALLY LIKES HER SWING&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fCPkBLtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6_lKzPhT55E/s1600-h/DSCN0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642922030771922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fCPkBLtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6_lKzPhT55E/s400/DSCN0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. CAMI HAS NOW GROWN TO BE A LITTLE OVER 8 LBS.......WHICH IS BIG TO US BUT STILL SMALL SINCE SHE IS 7 1/2 WEEKS OLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fCshcIjI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_mxprfTUuko/s1600-h/DSCN0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642929804583474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fCshcIjI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_mxprfTUuko/s400/DSCN0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. HER FOOT IS NOW SLIGHTLY LONGER THAN MY THUMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fDBMtGJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Gx_dB1qNSxc/s1600-h/DSCN0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642935354759314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fDBMtGJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Gx_dB1qNSxc/s400/DSCN0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5. MIA HAS 2 1/2 WEEKS UNTIL SHE STARTS PRE-K AND I HAVE MIXED FEELINGS. SHE WILL BE GOING ALL DAY BUT GA PROVIDES IT FREE FOR ALL 4 YEAR OLDS SO THAT IS THE WAY IT HAS TO BE. I THINK SHE WILL LOVE IT.......AND I HAVE MY SUSPICIONS THAT DALLIN WILL TOO. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;RECENT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_eZ7SvSTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/q7wAPWgB9fk/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642229394819378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_eZ7SvSTI/AAAAAAAAAxk/q7wAPWgB9fk/s400/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 YEARS AGO......MY HOW SHE'S GROWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_eaf3iH9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/yjKMH_Q1TIY/s1600-h/DSCF1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642239212822482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_eaf3iH9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/yjKMH_Q1TIY/s400/DSCF1681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   6. MY YARD LOOKS LIKE CRAP......WE ARE IN A DROUGHT AND MY COUNTY DOES NOT LET US WATER ANYTHING SO WHY PLANT ANYTHING........THIS IS THE ONE PRETTY THING IN MY YARD.......A CRAPE MYRTLE TREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_ea1UjA7I/AAAAAAAAAx0/MVypVajqdmA/s1600-h/DSCN0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642244971660210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_ea1UjA7I/AAAAAAAAAx0/MVypVajqdmA/s400/DSCN0972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          7. DALLLIN ASKED ME TO TAKE THIS PICTURE OF HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_ebTDPgPI/AAAAAAAAAx8/lHwBYuhv-5A/s1600-h/DSCN0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642252952142066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_ebTDPgPI/AAAAAAAAAx8/lHwBYuhv-5A/s400/DSCN0960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     8. YOU CAN SEE HIS CUT WITHOUT THE STITCHES IN THE ABOVE PICTURE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;     9. CAMI LIKES TO PRACTICE TUMMY TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_ebxsV1bI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pwCmdCc7_F8/s1600-h/DSCN0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228642261177587122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_ebxsV1bI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pwCmdCc7_F8/s400/DSCN0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      10. WE HAD A GREAT VISIT WITH BEN'S DAD THIS WEEK.......AFTER A ROUGH START WHERE DALLIN TOOK ONE LOOK AT HIM AND EXCLAIMED"THAT'S NOT GRANDPA"(HE IS USED TO SEEING MY DAD ALOT) HE WARMED UP QUITE QUICKLY. IT MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE BIG BAG OF SKITTLES GRANDPA BROUGHT WITH HIM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4009626111233007694?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4009626111233007694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4009626111233007694' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4009626111233007694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4009626111233007694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/10-for-tuesday-re-visited.html' title='10 FOR TUESDAY RE-VISITED'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SI_fCPkBLtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6_lKzPhT55E/s72-c/DSCN0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3470433100187996856</id><published>2008-07-19T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:35:31.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Cami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I thought this picture of Cami was especially cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SIKyghzudBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/cWarLhh-jos/s1600-h/DSCN0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SIKyghzudBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/cWarLhh-jos/s320/DSCN0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3470433100187996856?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3470433100187996856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3470433100187996856' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3470433100187996856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3470433100187996856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/cute-cami.html' title='Cute Cami'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SIKyghzudBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/cWarLhh-jos/s72-c/DSCN0949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8970493939191706186</id><published>2008-07-17T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:03:13.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin Drama Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So,Dallin got 4 stitches in his head from hitting it on the corner of the wall. Well, then he was being crazy again last night and busted open 2 of the 4 stitches.  This is a picture of the wound before going back to the urgent care center.  He got 3 stitches to replace the 2.  He did really well with it. You would have thought he would have remembered being there the night before and freaked out but he didn't.  He has been exclaiming all morning, "my band-aid mommy, myband-aid mommy".  I have sounded like a broken record saying, "Dallin, NO running, you don't want to hurt your head".  Poor Ben had to deal with it both times.  It was too hard for me.  I thought I was gonna throw-up when I saw the blood AGAIN last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SH9tQF6KHYI/AAAAAAAAAws/5d9H1yOcpd8/s1600-h/DSCN0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SH9tQF6KHYI/AAAAAAAAAws/5d9H1yOcpd8/s320/DSCN0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8970493939191706186?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8970493939191706186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8970493939191706186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8970493939191706186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8970493939191706186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/dallin-drama-part-ii.html' title='Dallin Drama Part II'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SH9tQF6KHYI/AAAAAAAAAws/5d9H1yOcpd8/s72-c/DSCN0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8903347268855822825</id><published>2008-07-15T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:06:27.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's late so the story behind the big bandage on Dallin's forehead will have to come tomorrow.  But, it involves a collision with the corner of the dining room wall AND......stitches. There, I've told you all the major details.  Except, the one where Ben had our only car (because we sold the other one and haven't gotten a new one yet) at work.   It's a fascinating story full of drama that will be told in detail later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SH1XonAbz7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/crPjb0ctLLg/s1600-h/DSCN0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SH1XonAbz7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/crPjb0ctLLg/s320/DSCN0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8903347268855822825?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8903347268855822825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8903347268855822825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8903347268855822825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8903347268855822825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/dallin-drama.html' title='Dallin Drama'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SH1XonAbz7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/crPjb0ctLLg/s72-c/DSCN0948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-852579880096542811</id><published>2008-07-10T12:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:50:05.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTO FUN WITH CAMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cami was awake a lot yesterday so we took lots of pictures.......oh yeah.....she will be 5 weeks old tomorrow and she weighs 6 lbs. 5 oz.......what a little fatty ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7VXnyBAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tj_3RbBjbLw/s1600-h/DSCN0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426056286831618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7VXnyBAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tj_3RbBjbLw/s400/DSCN0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cami and daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7Vr0NBKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/HKN0RbiO-6k/s1600-h/DSCN0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426061707642018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7Vr0NBKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/HKN0RbiO-6k/s400/DSCN0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cami and mommy......I love to hold her close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7WFaNdzI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-lV1gGnxgiM/s1600-h/DSCN0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426068577941298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7WFaNdzI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-lV1gGnxgiM/s400/DSCN0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was funny......we put her in Dallin's lap and all he wanted to do was rub his cheek and lips on her and then he gave her a bunch of kisses.....then he was done with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7WtuSnqI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/4zAYyR9tLm0/s1600-h/DSCN0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426079399583394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7WtuSnqI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/4zAYyR9tLm0/s400/DSCN0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia always loves to hold Cami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7XCQxKEI/AAAAAAAAAwY/DjzghDCbdzs/s1600-h/DSCN0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426084912900162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7XCQxKEI/AAAAAAAAAwY/DjzghDCbdzs/s400/DSCN0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved her face in this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6ORr3y0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/y91mkg3-rJQ/s1600-h/DSCN0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221424834922662722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6ORr3y0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/y91mkg3-rJQ/s400/DSCN0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay......one sleepy one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6OkyTxPI/AAAAAAAAAvY/SubP7po3Ces/s1600-h/DSCN0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221424840049935602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6OkyTxPI/AAAAAAAAAvY/SubP7po3Ces/s400/DSCN0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she never knows what to do with her arms and legs when she's not bundled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6PudxnYI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Sei6L2LYxXM/s1600-h/DSCN0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221424859828034946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6PudxnYI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Sei6L2LYxXM/s400/DSCN0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stretch those legs......one big toe headed in the air......she loves that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6P5T-rrI/AAAAAAAAAvo/7FrMSvDmCPU/s1600-h/DSCN0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221424862739738290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6P5T-rrI/AAAAAAAAAvo/7FrMSvDmCPU/s400/DSCN0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia always wants to be in the pics too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6QT1OV6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/HSX5OgguBVE/s1600-h/DSCN0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221424869858498466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY6QT1OV6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/HSX5OgguBVE/s400/DSCN0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I usually make her hair into a mohawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-852579880096542811?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/852579880096542811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=852579880096542811' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/852579880096542811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/852579880096542811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-fun-with-cami.html' title='PHOTO FUN WITH CAMI'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY7VXnyBAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tj_3RbBjbLw/s72-c/DSCN0922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8156262834965783617</id><published>2008-07-10T12:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:29:48.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA AND DALLIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia asks me almost every day, usually when I am feeding the baby, "mom, why do you love Cami more than me and Dallin?"  UGH!  I then explain that Cami can't do anything for herself right now so I have to do everything and you (Mia) can do a lot of things for yourself so mommy doesn't have to so it may seem like I love her more but I don't.  She then smiles and says, "Oh, I understand......I'm so silly"  So, I thought I would give them their own post with some recent pictures.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY2r1ipYUI/AAAAAAAAAvI/t4dDset_r74/s1600-h/DSCN0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221420944717340994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY2r1ipYUI/AAAAAAAAAvI/t4dDset_r74/s400/DSCN0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin taking a hard earned break and watching Super Why.  It is this great show that teaches kids their alphabet (I know, I know.......I do work on it with Dallin but he loves the show).  Dallin knows more than half of his letters and it amazes me every time he comes up to me and points out a new letter on some piece of mail or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1qHt4QhI/AAAAAAAAAug/mDFy6VnUGN8/s1600-h/DSCN0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221419815724925458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1qHt4QhI/AAAAAAAAAug/mDFy6VnUGN8/s400/DSCN0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kids being crazy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1qsxNEXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/bJyR6UTx9QY/s1600-h/DSCN0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221419825670984050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1qsxNEXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/bJyR6UTx9QY/s400/DSCN0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin looks like a little surfer in this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1q6v1VtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/LS5EUQ_MqG0/s1600-h/DSCN0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221419829423331026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1q6v1VtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/LS5EUQ_MqG0/s400/DSCN0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia on the 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1rr1YcaI/AAAAAAAAAu4/zidXxEMfdSM/s1600-h/DSCN0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221419842599940514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1rr1YcaI/AAAAAAAAAu4/zidXxEMfdSM/s400/DSCN0886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bow I made for her that morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1r8rzVrI/AAAAAAAAAvA/awocFjk1Flc/s1600-h/DSCN0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221419847123162802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY1r8rzVrI/AAAAAAAAAvA/awocFjk1Flc/s400/DSCN0844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia taking care of "her baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8156262834965783617?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8156262834965783617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8156262834965783617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8156262834965783617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8156262834965783617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/mia-and-dallin.html' title='MIA AND DALLIN'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHY2r1ipYUI/AAAAAAAAAvI/t4dDset_r74/s72-c/DSCN0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-5887473813928505456</id><published>2008-07-08T16:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:00:15.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I POSTED PICTURES OF CAMI.  SHE HAS ALREADY CHANGED SO MUCH.  SHE GOES TO THE DOCTOR TO GET WEIGHED TOMORROW BUT I SUSPECT SHE WEIGHS BETWEEN 5 1/2 AND 6 POUNDS.  SHE IS EATING REALLY WELL......BUT SADLY, SHE'S STILL NOT NURSING WELL.  SHE'S A SWEET LITTLE ONE AND WE CAN'T LOVE HER MORE........ MIA ESPECIALLY. LUCKILY DALLIN THE BOISTEROUS BOY PRETTY MUCH LEAVES HER ALONE.  SHE STILL HAS TO TAKE CAFFEINE AND WEARS HER MONITOR FOR HER HEART AND BREATHING.  BUT, WE'RE GETTING USED TO HAVING IT ATTACHED TO HER......BUT WE WON'T MISS IT WHEN IT'S GONE.  SHE IS AWAKE SO MUCH MORE NOW AND IS STARTING TO LOOK AROUND AT THINGS.  SHE HAS REALLY STARTED TRYING TO STUDY MY FACE WHEN SHE EATS........EVEN THOUGH STUFF IS STILL SO FUZZY FOR HER.  WHEN SHE IS HUNGRY SHE WILL LICK ANYTHING IN SITE......I LOVE TO PUT MY CHEEK TO HER SO SHE CAN LICK IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSdfpQ_uI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TI54TZBTQbw/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220747797205155554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSdfpQ_uI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TI54TZBTQbw/s400/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHE LOVES TO HAVE HER HANDS BY HER FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSeBaBNII/AAAAAAAAAto/KZXsSucVkzE/s1600-h/DSCN0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220747806268011650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSeBaBNII/AAAAAAAAAto/KZXsSucVkzE/s400/DSCN0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSe5iblMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KhRAyg3zFwo/s1600-h/DSCN0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220747821335680194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSe5iblMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KhRAyg3zFwo/s400/DSCN0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MOMMY TIME.....SHE IS FUN TO JUST SIT WITH IN YOUR ARM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSfgrAavI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UXuSlS1LGLw/s1600-h/DSCN0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220747831840631538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSfgrAavI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UXuSlS1LGLw/s400/DSCN0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ENJOYING THE BOPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSgbAJ89I/AAAAAAAAAuA/3vzi_IsAaX8/s1600-h/DSCN0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220747847498593234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSgbAJ89I/AAAAAAAAAuA/3vzi_IsAaX8/s400/DSCN0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHE LIKES HER PACIFIER BTU IT'S STILL SO BIG COMPARED TO HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5887473813928505456?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5887473813928505456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5887473813928505456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5887473813928505456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5887473813928505456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/cami-update.html' title='CAMI UPDATE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SHPSdfpQ_uI/AAAAAAAAAtg/TI54TZBTQbw/s72-c/IMG_0429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7720481097594830220</id><published>2008-06-30T17:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:09:39.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Fat......Just a Little Less Fat!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me.......2 1/2 weeks before I had Cami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGlYsZCJhHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/s3oUbgPpXtQ/s1600-h/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799162942817394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGlYsZCJhHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/s3oUbgPpXtQ/s400/DSCN0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me.......3 weeks after having Cami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGlYs2z54MI/AAAAAAAAAtA/nxhoKCeuQ88/s1600-h/DSCN0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217799170936135874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGlYs2z54MI/AAAAAAAAAtA/nxhoKCeuQ88/s400/DSCN0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7720481097594830220?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7720481097594830220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7720481097594830220' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7720481097594830220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7720481097594830220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-fatjust-little-less-fat.html' title='Still Fat......Just a Little Less Fat!!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGlYsZCJhHI/AAAAAAAAAs4/s3oUbgPpXtQ/s72-c/DSCN0535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2462772177932102254</id><published>2008-06-24T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:36:35.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo's from India</title><content type='html'>Mia and Dallin,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like the photos of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;Love Dad&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6oUTjRXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/shH6TI7SY7w/s1600-h/DSCN0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215655045279991154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6oUTjRXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/shH6TI7SY7w/s400/DSCN0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6wOf4XDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/4SlrMsi03s4/s1600-h/DSCN0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215655181160045618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6wOf4XDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/4SlrMsi03s4/s400/DSCN0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6w5Dh2jI/AAAAAAAAAsg/vbN2ofdU4lU/s1600-h/DSCN0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215655192583854642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6w5Dh2jI/AAAAAAAAAsg/vbN2ofdU4lU/s400/DSCN0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6xZJ2-gI/AAAAAAAAAso/xndqbeVj_gs/s1600-h/DSCN0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215655201200339458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6xZJ2-gI/AAAAAAAAAso/xndqbeVj_gs/s400/DSCN0705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2462772177932102254?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2462772177932102254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2462772177932102254' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2462772177932102254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2462772177932102254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/photos-from-india.html' title='Photo&apos;s from India'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SGG6oUTjRXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/shH6TI7SY7w/s72-c/DSCN0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-3097738830311085670</id><published>2008-06-22T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:26:19.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMI UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;CAMI WENT TO THE DOCTOR ON FRIDAY AND IS GROWING WELL.  SHE IS BACK UP TO HER BIRTHWEIGHT OF 4 LBS. 14 OZ.  SHE LIKES TO SLEEP AND EAT.  SHE IS CUTE AND IS SMILING NOW.  MOSTLY IN HER SLEEP.  HER MONITOR GOES OFF OFTEN......ALERTING US THAT SHE HAS NOT BREATHED IN A WHILE OR THAT HER HEART RATE IS LOW.  NO BIGGEE.  THE KIDS LOVE HER TO DEATH.  FOR ALL OF THOSE WHO THINK THAT SHE LOOKS BIG IN ALL OF HER PICTURES......WELL, CONSIDER THAT DALLIN IS ONLY 2 1/2 AND SHE IS ONLY AS BIG AS HIS LEG FROM THE KNEE DOWN.  PRETTY SMALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8IC5KOGfI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Sn_BBJPswDo/s1600-h/P1010219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214895739314772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8IC5KOGfI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Sn_BBJPswDo/s400/P1010219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DADDY......WE MISS YOU A LOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8IDY8-yII/AAAAAAAAAsI/HKDZK3JelQ4/s1600-h/P1010193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214895747849177218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8IDY8-yII/AAAAAAAAAsI/HKDZK3JelQ4/s400/P1010193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-3097738830311085670?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3097738830311085670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=3097738830311085670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3097738830311085670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/3097738830311085670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/cami-update_22.html' title='CAMI UPDATE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8IC5KOGfI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Sn_BBJPswDo/s72-c/P1010219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6799143778119490512</id><published>2008-06-22T22:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:09:47.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE KIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E40qCDpI/AAAAAAAAArI/tLbN59vp9Y8/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214892267772448402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E40qCDpI/AAAAAAAAArI/tLbN59vp9Y8/s400/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AS LONG AS CAMI IS BUNDLED AND WARM.......SHE SLEEPS PRETTY WELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E5EWLzQI/AAAAAAAAArQ/m8aOkfb3E-U/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214892271984168194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E5EWLzQI/AAAAAAAAArQ/m8aOkfb3E-U/s400/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CAMI LOVES TO STRETCH OUT HER LEGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E5Yf0PII/AAAAAAAAArY/aq8VNyqYRF4/s1600-h/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214892277393276034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E5Yf0PII/AAAAAAAAArY/aq8VNyqYRF4/s400/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MIA ALWAYS WANTS TO HELP......AND HOLD THE BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E57UbBOI/AAAAAAAAArg/OdMoatwAGqg/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214892286740727010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E57UbBOI/AAAAAAAAArg/OdMoatwAGqg/s400/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IT'S HARD ON DALLIN HAVING A NEW BABY SISTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E6EkJLbI/AAAAAAAAAro/Exi_3Ed9eq8/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214892289222585778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E6EkJLbI/AAAAAAAAAro/Exi_3Ed9eq8/s400/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MIA IN HER NEW DRESS......THIS ONE'S FOR BEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6799143778119490512?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6799143778119490512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6799143778119490512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6799143778119490512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6799143778119490512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/kids.html' title='THE KIDS'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SF8E40qCDpI/AAAAAAAAArI/tLbN59vp9Y8/s72-c/IMG_0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4149255931474162213</id><published>2008-06-14T23:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:55:21.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cami Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cami came home on Thursday.  She is doing well.  She sleeps well.....and a lot.  She is eating well.  She nurses just a little and then stuffs herself with a bottle.  We are still working on the nursing thing.  Her mouth is so small.  She is as cute as can be.  Ben left today for two weeks in India.  I miss him already and have shed many tears.  I could have insisted he not go but, it is a great career opportunity and I know he wanted to go, even though it was hard for him too.  I think we'll survive because of all our great helpers.....namely Ruth and Grandma Martin.  And maybe Grandma Engstrom if she is able to come.  Mia and Dallin love their new baby sister.  Well.....Ben and I do too.  Words can't describe how blessed we feel that she is healthy.  AND, I only gained 10 pounds during the pregnancy but have now lost 25.  If you do the math it equals one happy mommy.  I'm sure it won't last long.  &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQAARSonI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qsjRkOyoRTk/s1600-h/DSCN0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211948998521430642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQAARSonI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qsjRkOyoRTk/s400/DSCN0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cami while still in the NICU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQAs0w7qI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bQQT1RGgZJw/s1600-h/DSCN0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211949010481376930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQAs0w7qI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bQQT1RGgZJw/s400/DSCN0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Cami checking each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQBIzi2iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/g5QSu8ob8Cc/s1600-h/DSCN0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211949017992452642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQBIzi2iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/g5QSu8ob8Cc/s400/DSCN0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy loves to cuddle with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQBgRbdEI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FM5g_XuJdcI/s1600-h/DSCN0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211949024291812418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQBgRbdEI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FM5g_XuJdcI/s400/DSCN0589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES.....there is a baby under those buckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQCDTnRZI/AAAAAAAAArA/vv_pj-G7lfs/s1600-h/DSCN0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211949033696216466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQCDTnRZI/AAAAAAAAArA/vv_pj-G7lfs/s400/DSCN0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Dallin checking out their baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4149255931474162213?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4149255931474162213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4149255931474162213' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4149255931474162213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4149255931474162213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/cami-update.html' title='Cami Update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SFSQAARSonI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qsjRkOyoRTk/s72-c/DSCN0578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1102954438492657019</id><published>2008-06-09T14:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T13:37:23.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby Story and Update</title><content type='html'>So.....for all the friends and family that read our blog that haven't heard the rough story of how this baby came about, here it goes. About 8 months ago, Ben and I were feeling especially romantic..........just kidding! Anyway, on Thursday night, I was having some braxton hicks which was not uncommon for me or any pregnant woman. But, they were hurting me a little but not coming on a regular basis. I read in my pregnancy book that if it is not your first pregnancy you can experience some pain towards the end of your pregnancy with these but make sure you don't have more than four in an hour. I thought nothing more of it. I went to bed later and remember dreaming about having contractions and in my dream specifically I kept having the same four contractions over and over. Once my brain woke up a little I started to realize that I was having real pain and it wasn't a dream so I continued to toss and turn for a few minutes and realized I should start timing these pains. 3:13 a.m.......ouch, 3:19 a.m.......that hurts, 3:25 a.m.......uh, 6 minutes apart! These aren't braxton hicks anymore. I have never gone into labor before so I had no clue what to do at this point. I woke Ben up to tell him what was going on. We think we should go to the hospital but I'm like, what if it's not labor, what are we gonna do with the kids, I'm just 34 weeks pregnant.....CRAP!! I call my brother and wife that live a few miles away to see if someone could stay with our kids. They think it is just braxton hicks. I somewhat believe them so I call a nurse hot line that our insurance company has. I'm in total pain right now and she's asking me stuff like, what is your height, address, # of prenatal visits, hair color.....whatever lady, I gotta go to the hospital. Call my brother back and talk to his wife ....Diane, you sound like you're in pain but give it a little longer. Crap, they are 3 minutes apart by now. NO!! can Josh come sleep on the couch, I'm IN LABOR!! Run upstairs and get dressed. Ben picks up Josh and we head to the hospital which is about 20 minutes away. I get there. Have two contractions while walking in. The admissions lady is taking forever while I have 5 contractions. I'm starting to worry by now that she might come out in the chair because she was breech at her appointment just days earlier and I knew I would need a C-section. I get upstairs and the midwife and doctor come in.  I am bleeding heavily at this point and getting very worried.  I immediately tell them I need a C-section hoping they would hurry.  But, they do a quick ultrasound to find the head and she was in the birth canal, head down and I was already at a 10!  .  WHAT!!  I was very happy about that because ultimately I didn't want a C-section but was open to it because I thought I needed it and because I didn't want to go through labor after a hard pregnancy.  I was in triage for that and then they moved me to a birthing room where they started my I.V. and got things ready.  Then they tell me the midwife was busy. GREAT! As soon as she got there she broke my water and I push her out at 5:31 a.m. I think, I just woke up at 3:13. Man that was fast. No epidural.....I was happy about that because I didn't want one. No pain meds......because the stuff they offered makes me whacked. They look at the baby for about twenty minutes and decide she should go to the NICU. I got discharged Sunday and Ben and I come back twice a day for 3 to 4 hours at a time to feed her and be with her.  As of today (Wednesday) she is ready to go home but will probably not go home until tomorrow.  Cami had several things that she had to do before she was ready to come home.  She had to keep her body temperature up on her own without heating lights.  She did that.  She had to be able to sleep in a regular crib instead of the special heated one.  She did that.  She had to be able to feed from the breast or a bottle for 24 hours straight and eat all the required amount and not from her feeding tube.  She did that as of this morning.  She had a sleep study performed because she would stop breathing several times a day and would need to be stimulated to start breathing again.  So now, we have to get her a monitor to take home to alert us when she heeds to be rubbed to help her start to breathe again and she has to take caffeine orally once a day to help stimulate her to remember to breathe.  I know, caffeine,  weird, huh?  At this point, Ben and I have to be taught infant CPR, she has to get her monitor and we have to just spend a little time with her practicing everything before we take her home.  We don't want to rush anything so that is why it will be tomorrow before she comes home.  I am hoping that it will be fairly early in the day so Ben will have lots of time with her before he leaves for India on Saturday.  We'll post more pictures very soon......like later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1102954438492657019?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1102954438492657019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1102954438492657019' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1102954438492657019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1102954438492657019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-story-and-update.html' title='The Baby Story and Update'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-6788070911670907121</id><published>2008-06-07T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:08:46.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNOW3FfOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/mMFUUtHG0Tk/s1600-h/DSCN0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNOW3FfOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/mMFUUtHG0Tk/s320/DSCN0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNO02-9wI/AAAAAAAAAqE/t-n3_9hlfGk/s1600-h/DSCN0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNO02-9wI/AAAAAAAAAqE/t-n3_9hlfGk/s320/DSCN0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNPF2MFzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/cwNR2UGr0OE/s1600-h/DSCN0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNPF2MFzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/cwNR2UGr0OE/s320/DSCN0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNPQIGTOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/1a0uZqgvkJg/s1600-h/DSCN0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNPQIGTOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/1a0uZqgvkJg/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6788070911670907121?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6788070911670907121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6788070911670907121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6788070911670907121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6788070911670907121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-girl.html' title='Little Girl'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtNOW3FfOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/mMFUUtHG0Tk/s72-c/DSCN0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-7980951399422597364</id><published>2008-06-07T23:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:07:08.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMi9H0sJI/AAAAAAAAApc/9zcIkEWp1y4/s1600-h/DSCN0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMi9H0sJI/AAAAAAAAApc/9zcIkEWp1y4/s320/DSCN0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMjkwyWwI/AAAAAAAAApk/nA-tsw2pZOo/s1600-h/DSCN0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMjkwyWwI/AAAAAAAAApk/nA-tsw2pZOo/s320/DSCN0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMj_wAhbI/AAAAAAAAAps/d3DqsqB-Sdg/s1600-h/DSCN0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMj_wAhbI/AAAAAAAAAps/d3DqsqB-Sdg/s320/DSCN0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMkDdhUxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/RheiXQAYLwk/s1600-h/DSCN0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMkDdhUxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/RheiXQAYLwk/s320/DSCN0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-7980951399422597364?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7980951399422597364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=7980951399422597364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7980951399422597364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/7980951399422597364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEtMi9H0sJI/AAAAAAAAApc/9zcIkEWp1y4/s72-c/DSCN0563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4175212896763269174</id><published>2008-06-06T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:01:41.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cami Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltbTH29XI/AAAAAAAAApE/5aHT9JcJM9o/s1600-h/DSCN0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltbTH29XI/AAAAAAAAApE/5aHT9JcJM9o/s320/DSCN0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltcTkDm-I/AAAAAAAAApM/BlHdGL4ECUg/s1600-h/DSCN0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltcTkDm-I/AAAAAAAAApM/BlHdGL4ECUg/s320/DSCN0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltc-K0k5I/AAAAAAAAApU/1KB0X5KdpSM/s1600-h/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltc-K0k5I/AAAAAAAAApU/1KB0X5KdpSM/s320/DSCN0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; 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Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SEltbTH29XI/AAAAAAAAApE/5aHT9JcJM9o/s72-c/DSCN0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-9214491203577721362</id><published>2008-06-06T06:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T07:07:51.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprise - Cami Ellen Engstrom has arrived</title><content type='html'>Much to our surprise Cami arrived at 5:30 this morning 6 weeks early. She was 4lb 14oz and 16 ½ inches long.  Mother is doing fine and baby looks good, although she is staying in NICU for precautionary measures.  In our rush to leave we forgot the camera. We will post pictures soon; she is as cute as can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-9214491203577721362?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9214491203577721362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=9214491203577721362' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/9214491203577721362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/9214491203577721362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/suprise-cami-ellen-engstrom-has-arrived.html' title='Suprise - Cami Ellen Engstrom has arrived'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-5491843383343214090</id><published>2008-05-19T17:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:09:42.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PREGNANCY UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SDHvRLAaxOI/AAAAAAAAAoc/p6FEhOc2Fh4/s1600-h/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202122880992482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SDHvRLAaxOI/AAAAAAAAAoc/p6FEhOc2Fh4/s400/DSCN0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am now 31 weeks and 3 days pregnant. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yessss&lt;/span&gt;.....a little less than six weeks to go. I have gained 9 pounds. Why so little you ask? Because it's hard to gain weight when you are still throwing up everyday. It is a daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt; that I think this......I wish this baby would come NOW...oh, but then she'd be sick, never mind...is there a way to have your baby really early and not have her be sick?? Then I get over it....slowly. My hips hurt so badly that there are times when I seriously can't walk. I rarely move anymore without pain. I feel really horrible that my poor little kids are getting neglected as I have to rest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. I even fainted in my room while getting ready for church yesterday. No Ben because he was at meetings and my kids were downstairs. Obviously I survived but I was scared. I know it doesn't sound like it but, I really am happy and excited to be having this baby. On a happier note. My blood sugars are stupendous and my kidneys and eyes are fantastic with no problems. The baby is moving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and she is growing right on target. Ben will be in India for two weeks and will be coming home from India the day I turn 37 weeks and I will be having my amniocentesis without him. If the test is good then she will come shortly thereafter. Talk about close timing. Anybody want to come help me for those two weeks?? PLEASE!! Here is a picture of my ankles (or should I say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cankles&lt;/span&gt;) at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SDHvS7AaxPI/AAAAAAAAAok/BnhH2HJTOqY/s1600-h/DSCN0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202202152945763570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SDHvS7AaxPI/AAAAAAAAAok/BnhH2HJTOqY/s400/DSCN0527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5491843383343214090?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5491843383343214090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5491843383343214090' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5491843383343214090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5491843383343214090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/pregnancy-update.html' title='PREGNANCY UPDATE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SDHvRLAaxOI/AAAAAAAAAoc/p6FEhOc2Fh4/s72-c/DSCN0535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1090484345516272328</id><published>2008-05-05T16:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:20:13.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 6th ANNIVERSARY TO US!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) was our 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary. I don't have a scanner so I can't put up one of our wedding pictures so you can see how much we've changed. So since I don't have that, then why put up a current picture either. I'm tired &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;peole&lt;/span&gt;! I have to admit with shame that I totally forgot about it. I swear it is pregnancy brain and not my lack of love for Ben. We hadn't even talked about it in anticipation and apparently I didn't think about it on my own either. So, on Friday we went to my parents' house to help them open their pool. When we got there Ben asked me where I wanted to go for dinner. I was like, what are you talking about......mom already made dinner. It's our anniversary on Sunday and I called your mom to see if she would mind watching the kids while we went to dinner. Since I am usually the one to remember and do something nice and Ben isn't, I felt dumb at that point. So, our options were to drive another 45 minutes to this really nice shopping center in Birmingham that has some nice restaurants or to stay closer to home. I was already in pain from the 1 1/2 drive over so I reluctantly said, lets go somewhere around here because I knew my options were slim. Where did we wind up going you ask? To the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PELL&lt;/span&gt; CITY STEAK HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SB9tG0YEuQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ocpv-Br6HXs/s1600-h/pell+city+steak+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196992458915100930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SB9tG0YEuQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ocpv-Br6HXs/s400/pell+city+steak+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents live in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pell&lt;/span&gt; City, AL and I lived there for 6 years before going to college. Every time I have come home to visit the town has changed a little and gotten a little bigger but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pell&lt;/span&gt; city steak house has always remained. As you can see from the picture it looks like it is lacking something to be desired. After my mom informed me that the food there is actually good we decided, what the heck, we'll give it a whirl. When we got there, the first thing I noticed was a sign on the wall that said, "Please don't touch the animals." As I looked around for some animals I finally realized what animals they were talking about. Stuffed deer heads and birds all over the walls. Then, as I looked around at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; I realized there were only old people and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;skanks&lt;/span&gt; there. But, we were there so we couldn't leave, right? We were seated and a lady came around and took our orders. And much to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;......THE FOOD WAS ACTUALLY GOOD!! My favorite part was when the lady came to fill up our water and I said thank you and she said back, "your sure welcome, baby". There's nothing like that southern hospitality. Ben got a steak and I got a hamburger because of course I didn't feel well. When we got up to pay they had an ancient cash register and these display stands of just as ancient looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wrigley's&lt;/span&gt; gum and certs mints. I spotted the bowl of complimentary mints. Andes mints.....score......until I saw the handwritten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;paper&lt;/span&gt; sign that said 10 cents on it. Dang it! The consensus is......we would definitely go back there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; a burger someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1090484345516272328?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1090484345516272328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1090484345516272328' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1090484345516272328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1090484345516272328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-6th-anniversary-to-us.html' title='HAPPY 6th ANNIVERSARY TO US!'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SB9tG0YEuQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ocpv-Br6HXs/s72-c/pell+city+steak+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4565061378294667789</id><published>2008-05-02T13:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:48:04.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I haven't updated in a while I thought I would give you the scoop on the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mia is 4 1/2 and lives this age to it's fullest.  She is quite smart and sometimes I feel that is a disadvantage to parents.  You can't slip anything past her.  She remembers everything and can recall it on command.  She has to do eveything on her own including serving her plate at dinner.....and she does a pretty good job at it too.  She is no stranger to making messes and waits until Dallin is napping and I need to lie down to make the dirtiest of all her messes.  She is now becoming more compliant with cleaning up her messes too.  We have now had to put a lock on the fridge and tun off the water in the door because water or something in the fridge is always involved in her messes.  Dragging a chair around the haouse to get anything she wants is apparently no struggle for her.  She is in the CTR 5 class and loves going to Primary and did a great job giving her first talk recently.  She is usually nice to Dallin but when she's not she doesn't know when to stop and she has a bite mark right now to prove it.  Mia can talk anybody's ear off if you let her.  She can'twait to go to Grandma and Grandpa Martin's house alot this summer and swim in their pool.  She is also really looking forward to preschool in the fall since she will miss the cut-off for Kindergarten.  Mia loves playing outside and especially running to the mailbox to get the mail.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SBtMYkYEuOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Wky4bk2o9dM/s1600-h/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195830580067219682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SBtMYkYEuOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Wky4bk2o9dM/s400/DSCN0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin is just shy of 2 1/2 now.  He is half sweet boy and half stinker.  Okay.......maybe more like 55% stinker and 45% sweet boy.  He talks in long sentences now and wastes no time telling you what he wants.  He knows just how to push Mia's buttons and they have at least one session of chase each other around the house per day......mostly initiated by Dallin.  He is in his naked stage of 2 right now and to catch him in his true form I would have had to put a nude picture of him up. He is gearing up for potty training because he takes his diaper off when it gets wet or stinky.......much to my dismay.  Dallin loves to be around his Grandpa Martin and when he sees grandma without grandpa he asks where he is.  He needs no help from Mia to make horrible messes but that is usuallyhow it happens.....the two of them together. He is my muscle man and I caught him today carrying around a 5 lb. weight in each hand with no struggle.  Maybe every two year old can do that for all I know but it seems like alot to me.  He loves to play outside and ring the doorbell as he comes in. He also loves to help his daddy fix things......mostly to play with the tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SBtMYkYEuPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/z7cK2p1q53A/s1600-h/DSCN0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195830580067219698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SBtMYkYEuPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/z7cK2p1q53A/s400/DSCN0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4565061378294667789?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4565061378294667789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4565061378294667789' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4565061378294667789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4565061378294667789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SBtMYkYEuOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Wky4bk2o9dM/s72-c/DSCN0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-6422429511916621264</id><published>2008-04-17T13:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:39:26.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GROSS, GROSS AND GROSS</title><content type='html'>I'd have to say that my first two pregnancies were pretty hard on my body.  But, this one by far has been the hardest.  I'd like to tell a story that might illustrate what I mean.  This morning I had to go to the doctor......big surprise.  I got the kids ready and was getting myself ready when I started to feel a little sick.  We got into the car and by that time I felt worse.  We are on our way 3 miles down the road to my brother's house so my sister-in-law Lisa can watch the kids (I don't know what I would do without her).  About a half mile away from our house I got that horrible feeling in my stomache and my mouth started to water. I thought, I'm gonna throw-up.......no problem, I can make it to Lisa's.  Then, I started thinking franticly, do I have something in the car I can throw-up in?  My eyes were searching for a place to pull over because much to my dismay I was not going to make it to Lisa's.  Ah.....the Dollar General......thank you!  I pull over far away from the few cars in the parking lot.  I barely opened my door and leaned out when it started to come.  Wretch after wretch I thought......could this possibly get any more embarrasing and misserable?  YES!!  I was hoping that no one would notice me with all my glory.  You know, throw-up slobber hangiong from your lips as you wretch again and you don't even care.  Just as I was finishing, a man walks toward me and asks if he can buy me a drink or something.  It was very nice of him and I think I managed to get something out like....."I know this is so gross....sorry......I'm pregnant.......I have water in the car but thanks anyway".  I was thinking......NO, don't come over here......you'll make me feel even more disgusting, and you'll see the nasty stuff.  As I drove away, I thought......would I have ever offered help to a person throwing up? Probably not.  I have problems!  And one of them is that I still throw-up ALOT......at 7  months pregnant.  This can't end soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-6422429511916621264?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6422429511916621264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=6422429511916621264' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6422429511916621264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/6422429511916621264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/gross-gross-and-gross.html' title='GROSS, GROSS AND GROSS'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1354351403445131244</id><published>2008-04-15T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:03:30.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TEN FOR TUESDAY 4.15,08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.      I forgot to post last week so this will count for the past two weeks.  Not only is Dallin really good at making messes, he is now really good at recognizing he has made a mess.  I came down this morning to find this.  I said to Dallin, "WHAT is that Dallin"; to which he replied, "it's a mess, mommy".  I had to laugh at his candor but I did make him help me clean it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzn0wRHtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0Ya4HSj3RuQ/s1600-h/DSCN0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189540536139194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzn0wRHtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0Ya4HSj3RuQ/s400/DSCN0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2.     My brother Frank wanted to get rid of this bed so we gladly said we'd take it.  It was in Dallin's room for what seemed like forever before he decided to give up his familiar crib and explore the scary big boy bed.  He now exclusively sleeps in his car bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzokwRHuI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ENHWhozfF2k/s1600-h/DSCN0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189540549024095970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzokwRHuI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ENHWhozfF2k/s400/DSCN0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3.     Dallin LOVES music.  We frequently catch his dancing or clapping his hands to anything with a good beat.  When I have my ipod music playing on the computer, he comes over and sits with the speaker right in his face.  I couldn't catch the right image because he kept holding the speaker like this......but, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzpUwRHvI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6r-7FMf8S2k/s1600-h/DSCN0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189540561908997874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzpUwRHvI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6r-7FMf8S2k/s400/DSCN0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.     Mia was invited to a "princess" birthday party and all the girls were supposed to dress up like princesses. She got the invitation on a Sunday and asked me everyday, "how many days is it until Saturday.......because that's when the princess patrty is".  She enjoyed the party and even came home with a princess bag full of mostly......princess junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzp0wRHwI/AAAAAAAAAlc/f7Nze2DWh2s/s1600-h/DSCN0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189540570498932482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzp0wRHwI/AAAAAAAAAlc/f7Nze2DWh2s/s400/DSCN0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5.     I have discovered many times as I go to take a picture and then stroll through the ones that have already been taken, that Mia has been getting the camera off the shelf that she should not be able to reach and has been practicing her photography skills.  She mostly takes pictures of toys or a snack she is eating.......occasionally of the T.V. too.  This picture of her little people farm horse is one of ger better ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzqEwRHxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/T0ajr-MobsE/s1600-h/DSCN0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189540574793899794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzqEwRHxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/T0ajr-MobsE/s400/DSCN0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6.     Since 5 specialists apparently wasn't enough for me this pregnancy......I have decided to add another one to the bunch.  I am now seeing a hematologist.  He specializes in cancers and also diseases of the blood.  I am very anemic and the iron pills that were prescribed for me produced a daily barf-fest.  So, I will find out on Thursday how he will treat me after checking my blood.  I think it will probably be iron administered by I.V. &lt;br /&gt;7.    My kidney specialist has also prescribed Procrit.  A drug given to people who don't produce enough red blood cells.......which obviously I don't. I checked my insurances' website to see if it is covered.  It is, but you have to have prior authorization.  Wonder why??  Maybe it's because it costs about $1500 for a month supply.&lt;br /&gt;8.     Ben has been busy with home improvement projects lately.  Including but not limited to, painting the walls in all our hallways, removing the gazebo thing over our back porch because it was rapidly deteriorating after all the bad storms we've been getting lately, and some yard work.&lt;br /&gt;9.     I had to be a substitute teacher in Relief Society on Sunday.  It went fine and I got lots of comments on how good it was.  I attribute that to people just trying to be nice and not that it was true.  I had spent a good part of the evening before trying to make an awesome handout for everyone.  UNTIL.......Ben talked me out of finishing it because it was 11:00 and I could barely walk after sitting in the chair so long.  Don't worry thouigh.  I have some great homemade card type things to use later.  All was not lost.&lt;br /&gt;10.     Mia has been assigned the talk in Primary for this coming up Sunday.  She is really excited.  She has chosen me to come and help her with it.  She's a smart girl.....I hope she won't need much help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-1354351403445131244?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1354351403445131244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=1354351403445131244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1354351403445131244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/1354351403445131244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/ten-for-tuesday-41508.html' title='TEN FOR TUESDAY 4.15,08'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/SATzn0wRHtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0Ya4HSj3RuQ/s72-c/DSCN0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-5190763045690470774</id><published>2008-04-03T17:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:17:23.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ANYBODY WANT TO RETURN TO THE 80'S??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK IS REUNITING.  LOOK OUT FOR AN ALL NEW ALBUM WITH ALL NEW SONGS AND A WORLD TOUR.  DON'T WORRY......THEY WILL STILL PERFORM THE OLD SONGS TOO. EVERYBODY......HANG TOUGH 'TIL THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_VItl2axdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ziPUHA_NwF8/s1600-h/art_nkotb_ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185130494078666194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_VItl2axdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ziPUHA_NwF8/s400/art_nkotb_ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-5190763045690470774?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5190763045690470774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=5190763045690470774' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5190763045690470774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/5190763045690470774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/anybody-want-to-return-to-80s.html' title='ANYBODY WANT TO RETURN TO THE 80&apos;S??'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_VItl2axdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ziPUHA_NwF8/s72-c/art_nkotb_ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8215627416892247457</id><published>2008-04-01T13:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:44:28.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TEN FOR TUESDAY 4.1.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ten for Tuesday is a fun little way to give everyone the highlights of our week. It is something that I saw on my friend Jessica's blog and I wanted to copy it so she encouraged me to do so.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.    Our church is being remodeled right now so we are meeting amongst all the trash  and  torn  up walls. When we walked in on Sunday, Mia said very loudly, "our church looks horrible." Exclaiming something like that in the middle of sacrament is the wrong timing but it is absolutey true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.    Mia has been invited to a little girl in our ward's birthday party. It is a princess party and everyone is supposed to come dressed up. It is on Saturday and every morning Mia asks me how many more days it is until Saturday. She is really excited. Now, if I only knew what to get the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.    Yesterday, I was in my room and Dallin came in holding a spoon and wanted me to kiss an ouchie on his finger and he handed me the spoon. A few minutes later he came in saying, "mommy, bad no no, bad no no" so I wanted him to show me. He took me to our hallway where we have a carbon monoxide detector plugged in. The outlet and the back of the detctor and part of the wall were all black. Once I put two and two together and went back and looked at the spoon I realized that he had stuck the spoon on the tongs of the detctor plug-in and he probably got a little shock. He tripped the circuit to most of the outlets and lights upstairs in the meantime. I am glad he wasn't shocked worse and that he didn't start a fire.......little stinker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.    THEN, about an hour later, he and Mia were playing in some stuff in his closet. I heard him screaming and wondered what Mia had done to him. I ran in there to find Mia running out and Dallin rubbing his eyes. Mia didn't do it. He had gotten a little bottle that Mia had knocked down from the high shelf and poured DVD cleaner(which is mostly just alcohol) in his eyes. I forced him to let me wipe them clean with a cold wet cloth. Now all of you know why he is all the boy I can handel.....right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.    I went to see the parenatologist last week and of course Mia had to ask me if I was going to get the baby out. She hasn't quite grasped the concept of how long I have to be pregnant before the baby comes out. The appointment took me 4 hours and the good news is that in 3 weeks I have to start seeing this doctor once a week and I have been told by the receptionist that it will take that long every time. Lucky me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.    We bought paint on Saturday to paint our walls. The paint that was painted on our whole house beforewe moved in is flat and is very thin. It is impossible to get crayon off that stuff. Needless to say, we bought semi-gloss. Thank you Mia and Dallin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.    All our easter candy should be gone in the next day so now my kids won't have anythng to snack on while I'm not in the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.    I am not really enjoying this part of spring where we will have two really sunny, warm and beautiful days in the 70's and then the next two days are like cold, wet and in the 40's. I guess I do enjoy the warm days but I wish there was more consistency.....please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.    Dallin is still napping but that is quickly coming to an end. There are days when he will willingly walk upstairs with me so he can get in bed. BUT, lately he does not want to and it has become way to hard for me to carry a heavy, wiggly kid up our 15 stairs to then heave him into bed. I think he is playing me. But, he is starting to sleep in his big boy bed so that is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.    I have been really happy that Mia and Dallin are now starting to eat ALL of the dinner we put on their plates. Mia is better than Dallin. But, it is a start and a great thing to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8215627416892247457?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8215627416892247457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8215627416892247457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8215627416892247457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8215627416892247457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/ten-for-tuesday-4108.html' title='TEN FOR TUESDAY 4.1.08'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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-17890779.post-9124986967130016488</id><published>2008-03-30T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:30:46.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PREGNANCY UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BCMF2axcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/JW_JGveD4QY/s1600-h/DSCN0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183715946599728578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BCMF2axcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/JW_JGveD4QY/s400/DSCN0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am now 24 weeks pregnant. We found out that we are indeed having a girl so now we can move on to securing a name for the little wiggler. She is very active but mostly when I am trying to fall asleep. I have now started taking iron pills which is no suprise since I took them with the other two, however, they have made me start throwing up again so I am not a big fan. I seem to always be hungry these days. I can no longer go for 4 or 5 hours without eating or my stomache kills. My hips hurt alot and so do the bones that are in my crotch......sorry people, I'm just keeping it real. I am trying to enjoy these last few weeks before I start seeing the doctor twice a week for non-stress tests to make sure the baby stays alive in my womb that ages much faster than other women because of my diabetes. Baby is growing well and she is now almost 14 inches and weighs almost 2 lbs.  The doctor said they have checked all her body parts and major organs and see no problems.  If all goes as planned she will be here at 37 weeks......don't be jealous.&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/17890779-9124986967130016488?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9124986967130016488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=9124986967130016488' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/9124986967130016488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/9124986967130016488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/pregnancy-update.html' title='PREGNANCY UPDATE'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BCMF2axcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/JW_JGveD4QY/s72-c/DSCN0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-877705593339851578</id><published>2008-03-30T21:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:44:02.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER MORNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAHl2axYI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ibfNilfXy3o/s1600-h/DSCN0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183713670267061634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAHl2axYI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ibfNilfXy3o/s400/DSCN0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is fuzzy but you can still see how cute Mia was in her Easter dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAH12axZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YCcsSLOISpo/s1600-h/DSCN0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183713674562028946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAH12axZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YCcsSLOISpo/s400/DSCN0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin in what he wore on Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAIV2axaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/zem04fL8jgY/s1600-h/DSCN0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183713683151963554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAIV2axaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/zem04fL8jgY/s400/DSCN0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't they look cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAIl2axbI/AAAAAAAAAko/cBPHs2U4-r8/s1600-h/DSCN0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183713687446930866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAIl2axbI/AAAAAAAAAko/cBPHs2U4-r8/s400/DSCN0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to let them play in all the plastic eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Disclaimer:  I have to put it out there that we are the type of parents that want Dallin to wear a white shirt to church and he apparently likes it too.  In fact, at times I have given Dallin the choice between a colored or a white shirt and he adamantly chooses the white shirt. BUT, I wanted him to be a little springy without having to go buy him a vest or something.  I somehow convinced him to wear it though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-877705593339851578?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/877705593339851578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=877705593339851578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/877705593339851578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/877705593339851578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-morning.html' title='EASTER MORNING'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_BAHl2axYI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ibfNilfXy3o/s72-c/DSCN0386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4953931440682151151</id><published>2008-03-30T21:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:32:24.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BELATED BELATED EASTER POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day before Easter I hosted a get together with my family for our yearly easter egg hunt and food.  I did it last year too but my parents have done it in the past......but they were in Hawaii.  We had plenty of food and the egg hunt was enjoyed by all the kids except for maybe some spoiled kids who thought all the eggs should be filled with candy.  I don't have that kind of money but, I did send them all away with a treat bag.  I'm not that mean!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9JF2axTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XxGG2R4M0As/s1600-h/DSCN0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183710397501982002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9JF2axTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XxGG2R4M0As/s400/DSCN0367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallin keeping watch over his eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9KF2axUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/WuhPWOACmsM/s1600-h/DSCN0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183710414681851202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9KF2axUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/WuhPWOACmsM/s400/DSCN0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody had to get their video and/or pictures.  Most parents were doing double duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9Kl2axVI/AAAAAAAAAj4/RkeapoPs8a0/s1600-h/DSCN0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183710423271785810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9Kl2axVI/AAAAAAAAAj4/RkeapoPs8a0/s400/DSCN0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see Mia at the very bottom of the yard collecting her loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9LV2axWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/tSQel9rR3Kc/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183710436156687714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9LV2axWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/tSQel9rR3Kc/s400/DSCN0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids decorated easter sugar cookies and Dallin made sure we didn't have any frosting to clean up......well, except for what was on him,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9Ll2axXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Fys8hwQ9e0I/s1600-h/DSCN0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183710440451655026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9Ll2axXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Fys8hwQ9e0I/s400/DSCN0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crash and burn after all the excitement........and the sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4953931440682151151?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4953931440682151151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4953931440682151151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4953931440682151151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4953931440682151151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/belated-belated-easter-post.html' title='BELATED BELATED EASTER POST'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R_A9JF2axTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XxGG2R4M0As/s72-c/DSCN0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-4968105033662782720</id><published>2008-03-25T09:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:09:11.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R-kBSF2axSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wnW164FSJX0/s1600-h/200px-Steel_magnolias_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181674256586163490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R-kBSF2axSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wnW164FSJX0/s400/200px-Steel_magnolias_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was here on Easter and we were deciding on a movie to watch. Steel Magnolias was what we wanted to watch because itwas so fitting.......and it's a great movie. One of my all time favorites. And, it starts with an easter scene and ends with an easter scene so that makes it an easter movie, right? Anyway, Ben had made the rule a fewyears ago that I wasn't allowed to watch this movie anymore while I am pregnant. Understandably so too. But, I over-ruled him this time. His reasoning is because one of the characters is a diabetic woman.....and so am I. She goes through some struggles in the movie and it makes me cry. Much to her mothers dismay, she decides to have a baby. Her doctors strongly discourage it but Shelby(Julia Roberts) doesn't care because she wants a baby of her own. I am on my third baby now and have support from my doctors so it is a bit different for me. She has the baby and within a year or two she needs dialysis and a kidney transplant and eventually gets sick and falls into a coma and they have to turn off the machines and let her die. Okay, who wouldn't cry at that?? I especially cry though because it hits so close to home for me. A diabetic woman who takes care of herself can have a healthy baby and be healthy now but it is still very hard and a lot of hard work and there are tons of risks involved. But, in the movie it needed to be dramatic so they portrayed it as a deadly thing. Anyway, watching this movie makes me sob at the possibility that I too could die from having children. It is not as likely that it would happen so quickly but I do have a lot of strain already.......but nonetheless it is worth it to me. But, what makes me cry is a scene where Shelby has died and her mother goes to pick up her young child from an aunt's house. He comes running, very happy to see his grandma, oblivious to the fact that he will never see his mom again. I sit and wonder what Mia and Dallin and this new one would do if I died at such a young age for me and for them. Would they cry and mourn the loss of me......would they even understand or remember me? I'd like to think so but part of me thinks that it would be easier if they didn't. That is what makes that movie a tear jerker for me. I do not plan on dying young but it could happen. Diabetes is not a fun disease to have but it is manageable and I plan to keep it that way. I will continue to watch this movie and cry every time. And, if you have never seen it, I strongly encourage you to watch it and cry your tears too. Ben is so good too.....he always comforts me as I sob. I can tell he really likes the movie too, even though he won't admit it. Beyond the sad parts it is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-4968105033662782720?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4968105033662782720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=4968105033662782720' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4968105033662782720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/4968105033662782720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-movie.html' title='Easter Movie'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R-kBSF2axSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wnW164FSJX0/s72-c/200px-Steel_magnolias_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-2114429521972796511</id><published>2008-03-03T15:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:48:02.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1:00 Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R8xhv77rY7I/AAAAAAAAAjY/kC-HZTU4sgc/s1600-h/DSCN0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173617548111602610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R8xhv77rY7I/AAAAAAAAAjY/kC-HZTU4sgc/s400/DSCN0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last year we had 8:30 a.m. church.  I hated every minute of it.  Dallin generally wakes up between 7 and 7:15 every morning......except when we had really early church.  I always had to wake him and Mia up.  They were always cranky and had to have their bath the night before so Mia's hair looked like crap and it was hard to get them dressed because they were still half asleep and they never had time or the desire to eat before we left.  All around it was a nightmare for the kids and a nightmare for me because Ben went to church at 6 for meetings so he was never there to help me.  Now the kids can have a fresh bath, they are always up way before it's even time to get ready, they can eat several times before we go to chuch if they want, and they are much more compliant with getting dressed.  But even though I hated 8:30 church.......I don't like 1 p.m. church either.  It is way too late.  What ever happened to the days of 9 or 10 church?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-2114429521972796511?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2114429521972796511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=2114429521972796511' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2114429521972796511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/2114429521972796511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/100-church.html' title='1:00 Church'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R8xhv77rY7I/AAAAAAAAAjY/kC-HZTU4sgc/s72-c/DSCN0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-8863520254471797295</id><published>2008-02-19T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:28:02.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE HAVING A.........</title><content type='html'>Well, the truth of the matter is.......the baby's legs were crossed.  But.......the sonographer said, "I think it's a girl......yeah, it's a girl."  So I asked the doctor to take a look and he said, "the legs are crossed but from what I see in the picture, you have a 90% chance that this is a girl."  So, since I really want a girl and since they were mostly confident in their decision, and since we have really only talked about girl names.......I'm running with it.  I have an ultrasound every month and so I'll have another one next month so if it changes......I'll let you know.  I would have put a picture of the ultrasound on but it was a crappy picture and we don't have a scanner.   So......cross your fingers that it really is a girl because Dallin is all the boy I can handle right now.  Maybe tomorrow will be different.   Plus, we've told everyone it's a girl so I don't want to call people again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890779-8863520254471797295?l=engstromkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8863520254471797295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890779&amp;postID=8863520254471797295' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8863520254471797295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890779/posts/default/8863520254471797295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engstromkids.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-are-having.html' title='WE ARE HAVING A.........'/><author><name>Ben &amp;amp; Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16660735469185141943</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890779.post-1547617174649435187</id><published>2008-02-15T11:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:40:48.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R7XABH_vIjI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1iFFSeedi3s/s1600-h/DSCN0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KnhJ-3emiTA/R7XABH_vIjI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1iFFSeedi3s/s320/DSCN0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I am 18 weeks now which is almost halfway for me bacause I will deliver by 38 weeks. This was taken a couple of days ago. It is an ugly picture taken right before bed when I was really tired but it does the job of showing the belly. I am quite dizzy most of the day. I am not as tired but still get frequent nosebleeds. I'm sad because I can no longer comfortably sleep on my stomache. I have felt a few movements from the baby already. I have gained about 4 pounds. It is getting really hard for me to carry Dallin up and down the stairs which for some reason he now insists on. At times I have only had enough energy to make dinner but now I am able to do some "chores" around the house everyday. I am seeing 4 specialists (a nephrologist, an endocrinologist, a perinatologist and a retina specialist) and an OBGYN of course. They all say that everything is going very well. We will be finding out soon what the gender is.   I feel pretty good.   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