<?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-3361496525630444468</id><updated>2011-10-20T15:02:26.825-07:00</updated><category term='Mullet checker'/><category term='dad'/><category term='Ayden'/><category term='lost'/><category term='Too much fun in one day'/><category term='Skiing'/><category term='Lagoon'/><category term='keegan'/><category term='Landon'/><title type='text'>Just Last Night</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4307337914217129105</id><published>2011-10-20T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:02:26.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day Ayden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrI2H6XbXw4/TqCYJ82-8WI/AAAAAAAABqQ/p8OUFC4tnRI/s1600/DSC_7267.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyYvE1hgOEs/TqCYJQXC2sI/AAAAAAAABqE/MWXhbbFcEyk/s1600/DSC_7283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665695616009951938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyYvE1hgOEs/TqCYJQXC2sI/AAAAAAAABqE/MWXhbbFcEyk/s400/DSC_7283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYRJV0-aQXk/TqCYI4-9CxI/AAAAAAAABp4/Q4dQQpfh1Ug/s1600/DSC_7291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665695609734892306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYRJV0-aQXk/TqCYI4-9CxI/AAAAAAAABp4/Q4dQQpfh1Ug/s400/DSC_7291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqfXoYz0Gms/TqCYIj1N7TI/AAAAAAAABps/6cFsZqen6mI/s1600/DSC_7201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665695604056911154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqfXoYz0Gms/TqCYIj1N7TI/AAAAAAAABps/6cFsZqen6mI/s400/DSC_7201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ5ahD28Uw4/TqCW-Eww5II/AAAAAAAABpg/EiB2WPaKstM/s1600/DSC_7170.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to the best 6 year old boy I know. Since it's your birthday and I can I am going to brag about you today. Ayden you are such a good kid. You are always looking out for your brothers and trying to make them happy. You are always making sure your dad and I are doing the right stuff and try to help us. You love to ski, bike, play with friends, make jokes, read, go to church, and learn. Your favorite food is Pizza. Your favorite color is still orange (from the time you were 18 months you knew all of your colors and always liked orange best.) You are reading in the 2nd set of books in kindergarten and can't wait until you get to the yellow set. It won't take you long since you usually don't make mistakes even your first time reading through them. You are very good at memorizing things. It only takes once or twice before you have things memorized. You are above the 95% for all kindergartners in the district. I love that you are so smart and that you love to learn, but I love most of all that you got 100% on citizenship. I love that you are such a good friend to everyone. Everyone loves you and you are such a good example to the kids around you. Your brother Keegan can not handle being away from you except for when you are at kindergarten because he has too. Even then he asks a couple of times why you are gone if it is time to go get you. You are so fun to be around and Dad loves to take you to football games and basketball games with him. You always try your best and make us both so proud to be your mom and dad. We all love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Mom, Dad, Keegan and Zack&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4307337914217129105?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4307337914217129105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4307337914217129105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4307337914217129105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4307337914217129105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-b-day-ayden.html' title='Happy B-Day Ayden'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-cyYvE1hgOEs/TqCYJQXC2sI/AAAAAAAABqE/MWXhbbFcEyk/s72-c/DSC_7283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-8902631039769846719</id><published>2011-09-09T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T12:37:05.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegans 1st day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlKMPaurIAY/Tmpp4cpFYfI/AAAAAAAABoo/u8QIujbWwQA/s1600/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B11%2B54%2B53%2BAM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keegan started school on Tuesday. He loved it. Wow the house is a lot quieter without Keegan around. We sure missed him why he was gone. He had so much fun and didn't remember much about anything except for gymnastics and going on the zip-line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--xQJyFMxoyI/TmppMiFO5AI/AAAAAAAABoQ/Y1G04BdSN2U/s1600/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B50%2B24%2BAM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650444346517808130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--xQJyFMxoyI/TmppMiFO5AI/AAAAAAAABoQ/Y1G04BdSN2U/s400/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B50%2B24%2BAM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyJwBog29vM/TmppMNHdQAI/AAAAAAAABoI/HZbPbFFAr98/s1600/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B51%2B06%2BAM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650444340889993218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyJwBog29vM/TmppMNHdQAI/AAAAAAAABoI/HZbPbFFAr98/s400/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B51%2B06%2BAM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTK141_n5Yk/TmppL7d5DDI/AAAAAAAABoA/KSOmma8x1lU/s1600/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B51%2B00%2BAM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650444336152251442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTK141_n5Yk/TmppL7d5DDI/AAAAAAAABoA/KSOmma8x1lU/s400/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B51%2B00%2BAM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7t4c-KnD8hY/Tmpp3sxlwQI/AAAAAAAABoY/FHf-iykU-VE/s1600/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B9%2B01%2B11%2BAM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; 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FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650444328826178562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTwucNpJHik/TmppLgLODAI/AAAAAAAABn4/xegVpacgGZ8/s400/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B11%2B59%2B07%2BAM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8902631039769846719?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8902631039769846719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8902631039769846719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8902631039769846719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8902631039769846719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/09/keegans-1st-day-of-preschool.html' title='Keegans 1st day of Preschool'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/--xQJyFMxoyI/TmppMiFO5AI/AAAAAAAABoQ/Y1G04BdSN2U/s72-c/Photo%2BSep%2B06%252C%2B8%2B50%2B24%2BAM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1618281210796715157</id><published>2011-09-02T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:05:54.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayden's first day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>I can not believe that Ayden is old enough to be in Kindergarten. It seems like he has been ready for years and now I am not ready. He is so smart. He didn't want to talk much about his first day. I did find out he went on a stuffed bear hunt and had teddy grahams for a snack. 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Time needs to stop right now. Zack is so fun and I love him more and more each day. Happy 1st birthday Zack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ej8mdyOLvDY/Tk7FA1E5OTI/AAAAAAAABjo/D2jTyrHZ2U0/s1600/DSCN2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642664001180088626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ej8mdyOLvDY/Tk7FA1E5OTI/AAAAAAAABjo/D2jTyrHZ2U0/s400/DSCN2961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLV2CHb2sWs/Tk7FATjye_I/AAAAAAAABjg/VZK41pTZTt0/s1600/DSCN2949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642663992182864882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLV2CHb2sWs/Tk7FATjye_I/AAAAAAAABjg/VZK41pTZTt0/s400/DSCN2949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rd0HAXdMS1Q/Tk7FBIXkxrI/AAAAAAAABjw/iCuf9-0Z_ZY/s1600/DSCN2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642664006358714034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rd0HAXdMS1Q/Tk7FBIXkxrI/AAAAAAAABjw/iCuf9-0Z_ZY/s400/DSCN2974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3MRSubCf-U/Tk7FBSeZgHI/AAAAAAAABj4/L7QWcDSumss/s1600/DSCN2995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642664009071689842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3MRSubCf-U/Tk7FBSeZgHI/AAAAAAAABj4/L7QWcDSumss/s400/DSCN2995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXepLZE6rlk/Tk7FBsDYY1I/AAAAAAAABkA/7DIvKnWW35Y/s1600/DSCN3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642664015937692498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXepLZE6rlk/Tk7FBsDYY1I/AAAAAAAABkA/7DIvKnWW35Y/s400/DSCN3000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alesha asked me to blog about Zack, but I found this great post that she started and I just decided to add to it. Zack really is a ham. He loves to make people laugh and laugh with them. After his party, his Grandpa Maughan was holding him and he kept babbling like he was telling Jokes and then laughing at his own jokes. Pretty sure he get's that from me because I do find myself the funniest person alive sometimes. He was spoiled by his great family and Amazing MOM! WE made that banner the night before and it turned out great. Alesha loves her boys and puts up with a house hold for of fart laughers and nose pickers. Zack is a great little guy and we love him so much. Happy Birthday Zack.... (this following pic is from Uncle Tim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VPWMtTMBMI/TlMcuzDb5AI/AAAAAAAABkw/uGGT8exwH7E/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643886348329542658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VPWMtTMBMI/TlMcuzDb5AI/AAAAAAAABkw/uGGT8exwH7E/s400/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-459235323173640055?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/459235323173640055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=459235323173640055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/459235323173640055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/459235323173640055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/08/zack-is-one.html' title='Zack is One'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-ej8mdyOLvDY/Tk7FA1E5OTI/AAAAAAAABjo/D2jTyrHZ2U0/s72-c/DSCN2961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1157225974063661465</id><published>2011-07-19T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:24:38.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIRFzPMw1b0/TiepuwoPXtI/AAAAAAAABjY/K9BQ-uvqgDk/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B16%252C%2B7%2B40%2B16%2BPM.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIRFzPMw1b0/TiepuwoPXtI/AAAAAAAABjY/K9BQ-uvqgDk/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B16%252C%2B7%2B40%2B16%2BPM.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631656479842852562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98TGcNi0vIM/Tiepu2bZCzI/AAAAAAAABjQ/XwB68kdBDnA/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B10%252C%2B6%2B22%2B15%2BPM.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98TGcNi0vIM/Tiepu2bZCzI/AAAAAAAABjQ/XwB68kdBDnA/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B10%252C%2B6%2B22%2B15%2BPM.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631656481399573298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKyPxHNU55Y/TienhDi0I3I/AAAAAAAABjA/rJgFy6RlnRY/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B20%252C%2B7%2B48%2B02%2BAM.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKyPxHNU55Y/TienhDi0I3I/AAAAAAAABjA/rJgFy6RlnRY/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B20%252C%2B7%2B48%2B02%2BAM.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631654045378945906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack your personality is really starting to show. You are quiet most of the time and love to watch everything that is going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You definately know how to get our attention. When you growl or yell at us we know we have been ignoring you for too long. You know how to say hi and wave and love to walk pushing things and climb up to things, but you aren't quite sure how to sit down once your standing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwDa4NK9D_A/Tienhf22GAI/AAAAAAAABjI/C-kgQ9SRclc/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B20%252C%2B10%2B16%2B17%2BAM.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631654052979152898" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You love to throw things. You love to eat- especially if you get what we are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having, spaggetti, pizza, and cheese are a few things you really seem to like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me (Dad's two scents), I'm excited to see how much you enjoy your brothers.  You seem to watch them with amazement, trying to figure them out or just laughing out loud at them.  Your brother Keegan is a joker and you are his cheering section for sure.  I look forward to see you al grow together and be the best of buddies...Here comes one year...Wow time has flown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0mnCtF8-Vo/TiX3wPFJq2I/AAAAAAAABio/Y35gzZuQA4k/s1600/DSCN2900.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0mnCtF8-Vo/TiX3wPFJq2I/AAAAAAAABio/Y35gzZuQA4k/s1600/DSCN2900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631179317150591842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0mnCtF8-Vo/TiX3wPFJq2I/AAAAAAAABio/Y35gzZuQA4k/s400/DSCN2900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1157225974063661465?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1157225974063661465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1157225974063661465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1157225974063661465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1157225974063661465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/07/11-months.html' title='11 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-TIRFzPMw1b0/TiepuwoPXtI/AAAAAAAABjY/K9BQ-uvqgDk/s72-c/Photo%2BJul%2B16%252C%2B7%2B40%2B16%2BPM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7346618787197659583</id><published>2011-07-11T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:52:26.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun over the 4th. We watched fireworks, stayed up late too many nights in a row. The boys slept over at Grandmas. Kris and I were able to take Zack on a bike ride (the first ride we had been on together in 2 years.) We had a bbq with the Archers and enjoyed time with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DsdETyvklYs/ThvDoZX-dgI/AAAAAAAABiA/Y0sxI1IOU_w/s1600/IMGP8961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307258103199234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DsdETyvklYs/ThvDoZX-dgI/AAAAAAAABiA/Y0sxI1IOU_w/s400/IMGP8961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lFykkvBLyKA/ThvDpOnAjcI/AAAAAAAABiQ/cVgrqjwIdT0/s1600/IMGP8970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307272393330114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lFykkvBLyKA/ThvDpOnAjcI/AAAAAAAABiQ/cVgrqjwIdT0/s400/IMGP8970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQyVxrFz3ds/ThvDo0CCbEI/AAAAAAAABiI/hVX4_JjkIsY/s1600/IMGP8958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307265258941506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQyVxrFz3ds/ThvDo0CCbEI/AAAAAAAABiI/hVX4_JjkIsY/s400/IMGP8958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden couldn't wait to play with Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZywTJAqqb4/ThvDoBB6k-I/AAAAAAAABh4/Oc-D0ipFPA4/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B01%252C%2B9%2B28%2B29%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307251568219106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZywTJAqqb4/ThvDoBB6k-I/AAAAAAAABh4/Oc-D0ipFPA4/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B01%252C%2B9%2B28%2B29%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCkL2_wWcF4/ThvEpQg_vqI/AAAAAAAABiY/82XMorBq-dc/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B01%252C%2B9%2B28%2B05%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628308372416609954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCkL2_wWcF4/ThvEpQg_vqI/AAAAAAAABiY/82XMorBq-dc/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B01%252C%2B9%2B28%2B05%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bvwotUPD84k/ThvDntqBgDI/AAAAAAAABhw/GA2DsktsdhA/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B01%252C%2B9%2B28%2B05%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snaps kept the boys busy waiting for the fireworks. Zack loved watching Ayden and Keegan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7346618787197659583?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7346618787197659583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7346618787197659583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7346618787197659583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7346618787197659583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July weekend'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-DsdETyvklYs/ThvDoZX-dgI/AAAAAAAABiA/Y0sxI1IOU_w/s72-c/IMGP8961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3844188151111177337</id><published>2011-07-11T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:42:24.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPJlmyucVp0/ThvB06UdKrI/AAAAAAAABho/M_dwQipquEg/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B54%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628305274081979058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPJlmyucVp0/ThvB06UdKrI/AAAAAAAABho/M_dwQipquEg/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B54%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Night was so much fun. We were all able to go on a bike ride. I look forward to many more family bike rides!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden is getting really good at riding his bike and was a little nervous to ride behind dad. He did great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keegan liked to ride as long as we were going fast and got unbuckled as soon as we stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqSC2LMkPPA/ThvB0qQ0zcI/AAAAAAAABhg/5D82hY7X_8Y/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B16%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628305269771783618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqSC2LMkPPA/ThvB0qQ0zcI/AAAAAAAABhg/5D82hY7X_8Y/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B16%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7OPY502FCoc/ThvB0CepAqI/AAAAAAAABhY/4zX32XT7EHM/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B44%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628305259092312738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7OPY502FCoc/ThvB0CepAqI/AAAAAAAABhY/4zX32XT7EHM/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B44%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVjeC1cOMzY/ThvBz-IOEsI/AAAAAAAABhQ/RkWXU7ujRlk/s1600/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B55%2B03%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628305257924530882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVjeC1cOMzY/ThvBz-IOEsI/AAAAAAAABhQ/RkWXU7ujRlk/s400/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B55%2B03%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two handsome boys doing what we love. &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/3361496525630444468-3844188151111177337?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3844188151111177337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3844188151111177337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3844188151111177337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3844188151111177337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-night.html' title='Family night'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-pPJlmyucVp0/ThvB06UdKrI/AAAAAAAABho/M_dwQipquEg/s72-c/Photo%2BJul%2B11%252C%2B7%2B54%2B54%2BPM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5754495985296100887</id><published>2011-07-11T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:36:46.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGNAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ml4hwckgUk/ThvBJl3OsMI/AAAAAAAABhI/YwJWp4YYeok/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B7%2B20%2B34%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cS-Fw2aYrS0/ThvBJajOS7I/AAAAAAAABhA/GyVYBC03bAY/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B7%2B20%2B31%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628304526819609522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cS-Fw2aYrS0/ThvBJajOS7I/AAAAAAAABhA/GyVYBC03bAY/s400/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B7%2B20%2B31%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/--GfhwNgSk5o/ThvAvJxePOI/AAAAAAAABg4/EWXw9JurT3I/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B4%2B53%2B06%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4IH9RuLS9Mg/ThvAuyKTx6I/AAAAAAAABgw/5aWm6nOBY0Y/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B4%2B04%2B36%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4dq6tDMQcBM/ThvAul9bqkI/AAAAAAAABgo/e3yDGyKhRWk/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B4%2B03%2B51%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628304066025859650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4dq6tDMQcBM/ThvAul9bqkI/AAAAAAAABgo/e3yDGyKhRWk/s400/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B4%2B03%2B51%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have asked Kris to run with me so many times. He has never liked to, but this year he ran the ragnar! I am so proud of him and am so happy that he likes running! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5754495985296100887?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5754495985296100887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5754495985296100887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5754495985296100887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5754495985296100887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-hubby-is-runner.html' title='RAGNAR'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-cS-Fw2aYrS0/ThvBJajOS7I/AAAAAAAABhA/GyVYBC03bAY/s72-c/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B7%2B20%2B31%2BPM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4076953056628180025</id><published>2011-07-11T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:30:41.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>t-ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9xEt3e9Aqw/Thu_pRllA6I/AAAAAAAABgY/RC4uMBtz4v4/s1600/IMGP8885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628302875146126242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9xEt3e9Aqw/Thu_pRllA6I/AAAAAAAABgY/RC4uMBtz4v4/s400/IMGP8885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2e6Jyg1p08/Thu_o2JMR1I/AAAAAAAABgQ/aDwnfexwDGM/s1600/IMGP8895.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3tb-6CUV5s/Thu_ovIOYxI/AAAAAAAABgI/EyJDQ85bxwU/s1600/DSCN2759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628302865896203026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3tb-6CUV5s/Thu_ovIOYxI/AAAAAAAABgI/EyJDQ85bxwU/s400/DSCN2759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/-b-anZ0Va0WQ/Thu_oVOKUeI/AAAAAAAABgA/sRlix4JBvp0/s1600/DSCN2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628302858941780450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-anZ0Va0WQ/Thu_oVOKUeI/AAAAAAAABgA/sRlix4JBvp0/s400/DSCN2760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7TR8PSQ_5U8/Thu-zNljBGI/AAAAAAAABf4/L9fEuqRuMuo/s1600/DSCN2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjzoogWVTtc/Thu-ywlYPQI/AAAAAAAABfw/CgnxCDr_Jt0/s1600/IMGP8891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628301938573982978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjzoogWVTtc/Thu-ywlYPQI/AAAAAAAABfw/CgnxCDr_Jt0/s400/IMGP8891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p4ghoaSPirM/Thu-yX5g9XI/AAAAAAAABfo/rsHZ19vhpIc/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B07%252C%2B5%2B46%2B40%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628301931947554162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p4ghoaSPirM/Thu-yX5g9XI/AAAAAAAABfo/rsHZ19vhpIc/s400/Photo%2BJun%2B07%252C%2B5%2B46%2B40%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yowroh28NVk/Thu-yGCx9NI/AAAAAAAABfg/jyPjPRqpxes/s1600/IMGP8888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628301927154578642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yowroh28NVk/Thu-yGCx9NI/AAAAAAAABfg/jyPjPRqpxes/s400/IMGP8888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJjlExjF-pw/Thu-xoG3YLI/AAAAAAAABfY/T4AUzmltwQ8/s1600/IMGP8878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden and Keegan loved playing T-ball this year. Keegan loved to hit the ball and run around the bases but did not like playing in the field. Ayden loved playing first base and fielding the ball as well as hiting it. Zack, and the rest of the family enjoyed watching the games!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4076953056628180025?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4076953056628180025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4076953056628180025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4076953056628180025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4076953056628180025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-july-2011.html' title='t-ball'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-c9xEt3e9Aqw/Thu_pRllA6I/AAAAAAAABgY/RC4uMBtz4v4/s72-c/IMGP8885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5499262211973931552</id><published>2011-06-19T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:31:02.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPqh3KUDfbE/Tf5nFgDyf3I/AAAAAAAABfQ/1ar2iozoqUw/s1600/DSCN2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620042729207791474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPqh3KUDfbE/Tf5nFgDyf3I/AAAAAAAABfQ/1ar2iozoqUw/s400/DSCN2778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gowabKdAr4I/Tf5nFF08CnI/AAAAAAAABfI/MiV6DMvpbFs/s1600/DSCN2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zack, you are getting too big! Well maybe not too big, but you are growing up to fast. You had your ninth month doctors check up on June 9th- so closer to ten months than nine and you are the size of a seven or eight month onld. You weigh 15.13 lbs and are 25 1/2 inches. The doctor was very impressed with how much you have grown in the last three months though. She did say to try and fatten you up. Butter, good oils and yogurt have now been added to your diet. You still love graham crackers and pears, you love bread with butter on it, and want to try everything we eat. You are moving quick these days and love to try to get to the stairs whenever you can and will crawl back and forth at the top until someone picks you up. You love to play with your brothers and are content most of the time. On your 10 month b-day you played with your younger, bigger cousin fisher. It was funny to see you react to each other. I tried to get a lot of pictures but you were always on the move so most of them were really blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhxDUH7vb0Y/Tf5lngpcmvI/AAAAAAAABeY/XreME71YCAo/s1600/DSCN2782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620041114458036978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhxDUH7vb0Y/Tf5lngpcmvI/AAAAAAAABeY/XreME71YCAo/s400/DSCN2782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AA8yRczuEBA/Tf5lpgBeEqI/AAAAAAAABew/-U2Kv0PxTZE/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B2%2B09%2B27%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdPVfc19QP4/Tf5lpV0RPBI/AAAAAAAABeo/PZ4fl_5jWYQ/s1600/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B2%2B09%2B36%2BPM.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620041145910377490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdPVfc19QP4/Tf5lpV0RPBI/AAAAAAAABeo/PZ4fl_5jWYQ/s400/Photo%2BJun%2B18%252C%2B2%2B09%2B36%2BPM.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a walk to the park. You loved it. Ayden loved sliding down the slides with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QBMdPS1hBY/Tf5lpLDJWxI/AAAAAAAABeg/ZVsFg1ZjYIs/s1600/DSCN2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fn3PZ0hHU-E/Tf5nEXPGObI/AAAAAAAABe4/smX77zxgnYw/s1600/DSCN2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620042709659433394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fn3PZ0hHU-E/Tf5nEXPGObI/AAAAAAAABe4/smX77zxgnYw/s400/DSCN2792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyrqEq7Dsqc/Tf5lnFS0sKI/AAAAAAAABeQ/l5FSZdWo-7U/s1600/DSCN2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620041107115389090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyrqEq7Dsqc/Tf5lnFS0sKI/AAAAAAAABeQ/l5FSZdWo-7U/s400/DSCN2798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Zack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5499262211973931552?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5499262211973931552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5499262211973931552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5499262211973931552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5499262211973931552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-months.html' title='10 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-OPqh3KUDfbE/Tf5nFgDyf3I/AAAAAAAABfQ/1ar2iozoqUw/s72-c/DSCN2778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6080741168189233397</id><published>2011-05-18T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:37:38.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months</title><content type='html'>9 months: Zack you are such a good baby. You are so fun. We all love you so much. In the last month you have started to gain some weight and love formula. Who would have thought with all the belly ache issues you would have no problems with formula? You have developed a love for graham crackers and growl at me if I try to sneak bites of food in between your bites of graham cracker. You are very smart and no matter how sneaky I am you are starting to be able to see the food coming and shut your mouth tight. If I am to persistent you growl and then start crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have really started to be mobile. You are getting faster everyday and are really good at turning around. I think since you can get where you want you are happier to play by yourself. You laugh at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; and act like you might all ready be tired of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; trying to be funny or help you too much. You are really active and love to bounce. You don't talk much, but you growl a lot. It is the cutest thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so fun to watch your personality develop. You are your own little person for sure and I can see some of both of your brothers qualities too. Your dad is so good to you and your brothers. Today I called him and asked him to get 9 month pictures of you. He had a hard time because you wouldn't stop moving, so he improvised and gave you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden's&lt;/span&gt; belt. He is such a good dad and takes such good care of you and your brothers. 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I am the luckiest mom and wife ever! So happy I have such wonderful kids and a best friend to share eternity with!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQofPC569ps/TdSMIIZrg0I/AAAAAAAABd0/81uXoY98gdM/s1600/DSCN2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608261507305145154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQofPC569ps/TdSMIIZrg0I/AAAAAAAABd0/81uXoY98gdM/s400/DSCN2426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FCe1Xo7StA/TdSMImfsCoI/AAAAAAAABeE/bGC-U8Xr2mc/s1600/DSCN2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608261515383409282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FCe1Xo7StA/TdSMImfsCoI/AAAAAAAABeE/bGC-U8Xr2mc/s400/DSCN2423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6080741168189233397?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6080741168189233397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6080741168189233397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6080741168189233397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6080741168189233397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/05/9-months.html' title='9 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-4JhyvD0PON0/TdSLGuGVy7I/AAAAAAAABdk/KJDLiovu-PM/s72-c/DSCN2486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6954083992089432184</id><published>2011-04-19T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:24:54.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months</title><content type='html'>The old cliche of "seems like just yesterday" is the first thing I think of when I think of Zack. Seems like just the other day that you came into our lives. Coming from a house with three boys I never really thought I'd get to the same point my parents where in some 28 years ago (that's right, Ben is 28). But here I am, with an amzing wife and 3 boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack....or Zackie-Zoo as the other two like to call him has really captured all our hearts. His brothers love to make him smile and are very willing to help or "watch him" for us. Keegan loves to lay by him and just talk while on the other hand Ayden will try to sing to him or dance for him. He now won't ride very far in his car seat unless he can see one of his brothers next to him. Sometimes he's completely ah struck by them even...espeically when Keegan is on one, makes me worried his keeping notes of what works on us and what doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack has the cutest little smile. I like to call it the old man smile. Image a 90 year old man with no teeth smiling...straight line across his face...you get the mental image? Yeah, it's kinda like that but he has the cutest little dimplies too. He's gotten really good at sitting up and does go after the occational toy but still no major moving across the floor. To be honest though, I've got no problems with that because after having Keegan on the go shortly after 4 months and personally losing him in the house a few times, I like the no movement stuff. The day will come I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack is still just a little guy but there is plenty to love. It's probably my fault that he's so small...or maybe we can blame Great-Grandma Delva for his size, but if he's got a heart like hers, I'll take that any day. Zack, we all love you very much and are so excited to have you in our lives. 3 boys, still seems crazy....Love Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aGe5vSyHng/TbD-5vl5YWI/AAAAAAAABdM/XiMsX5eHmIk/s1600/Photo%2BFOR%2BBLOG2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 399px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598254604802941282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aGe5vSyHng/TbD-5vl5YWI/AAAAAAAABdM/XiMsX5eHmIk/s400/Photo%2BFOR%2BBLOG2.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8EpkrP2c-dI/TbCBLO7PDqI/AAAAAAAABck/5M_VbDx3gqo/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B21%252C%2B1%2B06%2B32%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598116366806617762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8EpkrP2c-dI/TbCBLO7PDqI/AAAAAAAABck/5M_VbDx3gqo/s400/Photo%2BApr%2B21%252C%2B1%2B06%2B32%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6DPjQfrcLs/TbCBK_Xe6GI/AAAAAAAABcc/fknVqXIAeLg/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B21%252C%2B1%2B08%2B07%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598116362630129762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6DPjQfrcLs/TbCBK_Xe6GI/AAAAAAAABcc/fknVqXIAeLg/s400/Photo%2BApr%2B21%252C%2B1%2B08%2B07%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-js8QKRrPO0M/TbCBKYWGSNI/AAAAAAAABcU/baIrjPekI8w/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B21%252C%2B1%2B05%2B54%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6954083992089432184?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6954083992089432184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6954083992089432184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6954083992089432184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6954083992089432184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/04/8-months.html' title='8 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-7aGe5vSyHng/TbD-5vl5YWI/AAAAAAAABdM/XiMsX5eHmIk/s72-c/Photo%2BFOR%2BBLOG2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7142786000909118016</id><published>2011-04-16T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:05:39.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8oKVDwgTVo/TapAFu3Zt0I/AAAAAAAABcE/wiuiRItoP0M/s1600/DSCN2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596355954185189186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8oKVDwgTVo/TapAFu3Zt0I/AAAAAAAABcE/wiuiRItoP0M/s400/DSCN2372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aydens first outdoor soccer game. It rained so hard that Keegan and Zack cheered from the car with Grandma Maughan. Ayden loved it and was really aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV2T2REe0mk/TapAFbNLvvI/AAAAAAAABb8/zcYqTheAnlM/s1600/DSCN2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596355948907839218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV2T2REe0mk/TapAFbNLvvI/AAAAAAAABb8/zcYqTheAnlM/s400/DSCN2369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYIg2wQlhk8/TapAFBxysnI/AAAAAAAABb0/V43P4-CsWBw/s1600/DSCN2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596355942082065010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYIg2wQlhk8/TapAFBxysnI/AAAAAAAABb0/V43P4-CsWBw/s400/DSCN2361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIwYUq86EXs/TapAEn6HP7I/AAAAAAAABbs/hXPLquNSjKo/s1600/DSCN2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596355935137644466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIwYUq86EXs/TapAEn6HP7I/AAAAAAAABbs/hXPLquNSjKo/s400/DSCN2363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keegan started playing soccer. He loves it. He runs around is usually aware of where the ball is. He has kicked it several times and is fun to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7142786000909118016?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7142786000909118016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7142786000909118016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7142786000909118016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7142786000909118016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/04/soccer.html' title='Soccer!'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-h8oKVDwgTVo/TapAFu3Zt0I/AAAAAAAABcE/wiuiRItoP0M/s72-c/DSCN2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5586511771017247153</id><published>2011-04-16T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T18:15:47.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>We are teaching Keegan how to ski! He loves to ski but does not love the ride to the Mountain. Both times he was car sick and threw up on the way there. Poor guy he is so tough and skiied anyway. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhuutud6Duk/TaoQR_ZGJ_I/AAAAAAAABa0/uwYkqd9wPiQ/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B50%2B31%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-poAgSfRoL3w/TaoQSdYP7II/AAAAAAAABa8/12Io3k8m1fQ/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B48%2B30%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596303396271287426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-poAgSfRoL3w/TaoQSdYP7II/AAAAAAAABa8/12Io3k8m1fQ/s400/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B48%2B30%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden doesn't wait for anyone. He is a ski machine. He showed me the trail I had never been on and was a great guide. He loves to ski and went most weeks with Kris. I was excited to see how much he had learned by the end of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0T9r6YSZTs/TaoQRTptrEI/AAAAAAAABas/IxGny5FrypU/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B4%2B10%2B18%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596303376480316482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0T9r6YSZTs/TaoQRTptrEI/AAAAAAAABas/IxGny5FrypU/s400/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B4%2B10%2B18%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0T9r6YSZTs/TaoQRTptrEI/AAAAAAAABas/IxGny5FrypU/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B4%2B10%2B18%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0T9r6YSZTs/TaoQRTptrEI/AAAAAAAABas/IxGny5FrypU/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B4%2B10%2B18%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N5_jnKXbzv0/TaoQQkmpfJI/AAAAAAAABac/Zu-Ty9rubAs/s1600/IMG_7850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 361px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596303363850992786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N5_jnKXbzv0/TaoQQkmpfJI/AAAAAAAABac/Zu-Ty9rubAs/s400/IMG_7850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I grow up I want to ski like my Husband can! Someday I will keep up with him. I don'y know if I will ever make it look as easy as he does though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N2JQF1uKUvU/TaoQQyoJ2xI/AAAAAAAABak/T_LJwYG6nwk/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B49%2B31%2BPM.jpg"&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N2JQF1uKUvU/TaoQQyoJ2xI/AAAAAAAABak/T_LJwYG6nwk/s1600/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B49%2B31%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596303367615404818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N2JQF1uKUvU/TaoQQyoJ2xI/AAAAAAAABak/T_LJwYG6nwk/s400/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B49%2B31%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuCaGC1xcio/Tao2jm4J7EI/AAAAAAAABbM/udlZBxQBZJY/s1600/DSCN1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596345472320662594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuCaGC1xcio/Tao2jm4J7EI/AAAAAAAABbM/udlZBxQBZJY/s400/DSCN1350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XQncJipjb1k/TaoPHoe_LnI/AAAAAAAABZ8/fgugOlk1UCA/s1600/DSCN1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596302110762151538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XQncJipjb1k/TaoPHoe_LnI/AAAAAAAABZ8/fgugOlk1UCA/s400/DSCN1356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l59VtfGdxHE/TaoPHC6r8vI/AAAAAAAABZ0/QDQ7nIdP-jM/s1600/DSCN1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596302100677784306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l59VtfGdxHE/TaoPHC6r8vI/AAAAAAAABZ0/QDQ7nIdP-jM/s400/DSCN1363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for our first bike ride - walk of the year. Everyone loved it! I can't wait to be able to play outside with the boys this summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tnlv6H4JyDw/Tao2jA9AYdI/AAAAAAAABbE/NTp5vbW2FUA/s1600/DSCN1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 348px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596345462140461522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tnlv6H4JyDw/Tao2jA9AYdI/AAAAAAAABbE/NTp5vbW2FUA/s400/DSCN1346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ax5cKWe5vk/TaoPIDik-CI/AAAAAAAABaE/FE4Rnlv1dDo/s1600/DSCN1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596302118024968226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ax5cKWe5vk/TaoPIDik-CI/AAAAAAAABaE/FE4Rnlv1dDo/s400/DSCN1344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ax5cKWe5vk/TaoPIDik-CI/AAAAAAAABaE/FE4Rnlv1dDo/s1600/DSCN1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was spring break and it snowed, we made sugar cookies, it snowed, we played outside one day, it snowed, we watched movies, it rained, and we went to the fun park with everyone else in the valley ( no pictures it was too crazy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVPprgKSoS8/TaoPJIA0KYI/AAAAAAAABaU/OCwQuY9RyYA/s1600/DSCN2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596302136405404034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVPprgKSoS8/TaoPJIA0KYI/AAAAAAAABaU/OCwQuY9RyYA/s400/DSCN2339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNT4xw0Z3oY/Tao2j1aQ5nI/AAAAAAAABbU/JaZPFvdkV4w/s1600/DSCN2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596345476221822578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNT4xw0Z3oY/Tao2j1aQ5nI/AAAAAAAABbU/JaZPFvdkV4w/s400/DSCN2343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMXWUWYUcsA/Tao2kMvs2zI/AAAAAAAABbc/jmwuzHXyxuU/s1600/DSCN2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596345482485750578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMXWUWYUcsA/Tao2kMvs2zI/AAAAAAAABbc/jmwuzHXyxuU/s400/DSCN2346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IQFaoBDhY/Tao2kmO5VzI/AAAAAAAABbk/3QaRA24pL9E/s1600/DSCN2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596345489327478578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IQFaoBDhY/Tao2kmO5VzI/AAAAAAAABbk/3QaRA24pL9E/s400/DSCN2348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbOFBpY7hWs/TaoPI-kp5fI/AAAAAAAABaM/gojYiqM7XRw/s1600/DSCN2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5586511771017247153?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5586511771017247153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5586511771017247153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5586511771017247153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5586511771017247153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/04/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-poAgSfRoL3w/TaoQSdYP7II/AAAAAAAABa8/12Io3k8m1fQ/s72-c/Photo%2BApr%2B02%252C%2B3%2B48%2B30%2BPM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7891006032492493779</id><published>2011-03-19T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:02:43.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Time is flying. Zack you have seemed to grow up so much in the last month. Your &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHJ1LkpZla0/TYTS-d2DpKI/AAAAAAAABZM/Joh0K01FxhU/s1600/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B58%2B20%2BAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585821408451339426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHJ1LkpZla0/TYTS-d2DpKI/AAAAAAAABZM/Joh0K01FxhU/s400/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B58%2B20%2BAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute personality is starting to show. You are a quiet kid and love to take in the world around you. You are very determined and have started to nose dive or do what ever it takes to get toys that are a little ways away from you. Even though you have short legs you will do what it takes to get your walker moving. The bumbo is no longer safe for you because you attempt to get out of it and knock it over with you still in it. You did that yesterday and I had stepped out of the room when i came back in you were face down still trying to wiggle your legs out you weren't crying. It is not going to be long before the gate is going to go up and I am going to miss the times of you sitting on my lap. I don't know if you will do an army crawl or start crawling, but you are determined to get things and have started to do the worm to try to get to them. I love your smile and I love how you get bashful after you smile. I love snuggling with you. You still love it for me to rock you to sleep or to fall asleep on me and I love it too. Your two little teeth on bottom are starting to show when you smile and I think i can feel your top teeth today. Your brothers love you more and more each day and think you are pretty funny. We are so lucky to have you&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoVqFzhMF8c/TYTS9aFDZqI/AAAAAAAABY0/iGdY8JWVF10/s1600/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B53%2B00%2BAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585821390260627106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoVqFzhMF8c/TYTS9aFDZqI/AAAAAAAABY0/iGdY8JWVF10/s400/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B53%2B00%2BAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kk57wsUjldE/TYTS9peAkyI/AAAAAAAABY8/gdtdtYgSLuI/s1600/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B52%2B17%2BAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585821394391831330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kk57wsUjldE/TYTS9peAkyI/AAAAAAAABY8/gdtdtYgSLuI/s400/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B52%2B17%2BAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdT_GZ2XxXU/TYTS-O6i70I/AAAAAAAABZE/EaRhpRZnz7Y/s1600/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B52%2B42%2BAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585821404443635522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdT_GZ2XxXU/TYTS-O6i70I/AAAAAAAABZE/EaRhpRZnz7Y/s400/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B52%2B42%2BAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7891006032492493779?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7891006032492493779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7891006032492493779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7891006032492493779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7891006032492493779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/03/7-months.html' title='7 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-AHJ1LkpZla0/TYTS-d2DpKI/AAAAAAAABZM/Joh0K01FxhU/s72-c/Photo%2BMar%2B19%252C%2B9%2B58%2B20%2BAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1537361523389797649</id><published>2011-03-08T15:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:47:55.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite's of my three boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9ajzGHrFoY/TXa_q7t9WpI/AAAAAAAABYk/rvUgxnc15VE/s1600/DSC_7300.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ziKT0Qu4jsA/TXa-9_e-xvI/AAAAAAAABYU/8CFgOLB8QWw/s1600/DSC_7231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581858760394983154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ziKT0Qu4jsA/TXa-9_e-xvI/AAAAAAAABYU/8CFgOLB8QWw/s400/DSC_7231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hYRyV94c40/TXa-9AutbtI/AAAAAAAABYE/F47HrDtLF3U/s1600/DSC_7184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581858743549521618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hYRyV94c40/TXa-9AutbtI/AAAAAAAABYE/F47HrDtLF3U/s400/DSC_7184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lNm1YBasEM/TXa-PQ4d8xI/AAAAAAAABX8/51bFOqVoQXg/s1600/DSC_7219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581857957611434770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lNm1YBasEM/TXa-PQ4d8xI/AAAAAAAABX8/51bFOqVoQXg/s400/DSC_7219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyvA1h--M50/TXa-PGNlB7I/AAAAAAAABX0/9i7z8xkhef0/s1600/DSC_7188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581857954747189170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyvA1h--M50/TXa-PGNlB7I/AAAAAAAABX0/9i7z8xkhef0/s400/DSC_7188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwUnZADqU7E/TXa_qvuvgHI/AAAAAAAABYc/LllNB6FHoOg/s1600/DSC_7216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581859529260236914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwUnZADqU7E/TXa_qvuvgHI/AAAAAAAABYc/LllNB6FHoOg/s400/DSC_7216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gwu2lhTQElU/TXa-9ZdOn9I/AAAAAAAABYM/dfp758ccArg/s1600/DSC_7283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581858750187085778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gwu2lhTQElU/TXa-9ZdOn9I/AAAAAAAABYM/dfp758ccArg/s400/DSC_7283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dV9uc1N7uTI/TXa-O-3FHKI/AAAAAAAABXs/u7EwIgbKEd0/s1600/DSC_7201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581857952773774498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dV9uc1N7uTI/TXa-O-3FHKI/AAAAAAAABXs/u7EwIgbKEd0/s400/DSC_7201.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmUqjs6Bw1w/TXa-OvoeBtI/AAAAAAAABXk/K4lst4ZghhE/s1600/DSC_7170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581857948685960914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmUqjs6Bw1w/TXa-OvoeBtI/AAAAAAAABXk/K4lst4ZghhE/s400/DSC_7170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWl6ttEg8GU/TXa_rWrxiYI/AAAAAAAABYs/ghczYN760EU/s1600/DSC_7260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581859539716770178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWl6ttEg8GU/TXa_rWrxiYI/AAAAAAAABYs/ghczYN760EU/s400/DSC_7260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFvqwlSdWbE/TXa-OV85hfI/AAAAAAAABXc/3sAi5K7IL9c/s1600/DSC_7163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581857941792327154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFvqwlSdWbE/TXa-OV85hfI/AAAAAAAABXc/3sAi5K7IL9c/s400/DSC_7163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/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/3361496525630444468-1537361523389797649?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1537361523389797649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1537361523389797649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1537361523389797649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1537361523389797649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-favorites-of-my-three-boys.html' title='My favorite&apos;s of my three boys'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-ziKT0Qu4jsA/TXa-9_e-xvI/AAAAAAAABYU/8CFgOLB8QWw/s72-c/DSC_7231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6919303875942405802</id><published>2011-03-08T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:33:11.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TylCK7r-5B0/TXa8lPBWtmI/AAAAAAAABXU/92MHthIlCxk/s1600/DSCN1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581856136045704802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TylCK7r-5B0/TXa8lPBWtmI/AAAAAAAABXU/92MHthIlCxk/s400/DSCN1340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZO3UJOm-0Ts/TXa8k-axuHI/AAAAAAAABXM/RocRtoka-1A/s1600/DSCN1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581856131588929650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZO3UJOm-0Ts/TXa8k-axuHI/AAAAAAAABXM/RocRtoka-1A/s400/DSCN1341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYSfh18Pj0/TXa75PnjN6I/AAAAAAAABXE/7XI7IDSGXlw/s1600/DSCN1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581855380291663778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYSfh18Pj0/TXa75PnjN6I/AAAAAAAABXE/7XI7IDSGXlw/s400/DSCN1327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I knew how to rotate pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack on his 6 month b-day. His chin was raw and his eyes were red. He had gone through lots of clothes from slobber and spitting up. He lost most of his meals and just didn't feel good. At his 6 month appointment which was about closer to when he was 6 1/2, he weighed in at 12 lbs. he was 24 1/2 inches tall, and his head was 44 cm. He is so small still. I am loving snuggling with him and being able to hold him a lot still. He is rolling over and trying to get to things he wants. He likes to sit up and watch what is going on. He loves to watch and laugh at his brothers. We all love him so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-trLQLNfjuP4/TXa6J_sR_wI/AAAAAAAABW0/piJdj5nBKkI/s1600/DSCN1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4fNQv84of0/TXa6JQRbqJI/AAAAAAAABWk/usUG5tGd5BI/s1600/DSCN1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581853456321980562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4fNQv84of0/TXa6JQRbqJI/AAAAAAAABWk/usUG5tGd5BI/s400/DSCN1320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eG794AQCmbw/TXa4Vmv2VUI/AAAAAAAABWc/IDqD3vX_5Gw/s1600/DSC_7259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581851469490312514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eG794AQCmbw/TXa4Vmv2VUI/AAAAAAAABWc/IDqD3vX_5Gw/s400/DSC_7259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Internet has been down at our house since Zack turned 6 months old so that is why I am so far behind on posting. Zack is so cute! I love this little guy so much. I can't believe he is already 6 months old. On his actual 6 month b-day he got a bottom tooth and the next day he got his second bottom tooth. His chin was red and raw from slobber and his eyes were red from being a bit unhappy. We waited about a week to get these pictures and he did so good. I realized that we hadn't got pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; since he turned five or of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; since he turned three so we all went. It was CRAZY!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Co8BMtl3Ewo/TXa4VQsU5bI/AAAAAAAABWU/YteTxj967v8/s1600/DSC_7155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581851463569958322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Co8BMtl3Ewo/TXa4VQsU5bI/AAAAAAAABWU/YteTxj967v8/s400/DSC_7155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; tried to be hilarious, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was so tired, and Zack didn't quite know what to think. The lady taking the pictures thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was a laid back kid and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; was a handful, they fooled her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2q9Jv0d_Gk/TXa4VP61vWI/AAAAAAAABWM/lgDhT84emOk/s1600/DSC_7266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581851463362395490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2q9Jv0d_Gk/TXa4VP61vWI/AAAAAAAABWM/lgDhT84emOk/s400/DSC_7266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack is more stable standing on his own than sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TygLJkELwU/TXagkcel8yI/AAAAAAAABWE/Nv-6IhRnmX8/s1600/DSC_7259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581825336152552226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TygLJkELwU/TXagkcel8yI/AAAAAAAABWE/Nv-6IhRnmX8/s400/DSC_7259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u8fgaeSDfBo/TXagj0rpDxI/AAAAAAAABV8/sn16pbk4Pwk/s1600/DSC_7261.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVs9EyMuKKQ/TXagjoboziI/AAAAAAAABV0/9C6NAnOdHUE/s1600/DSC_7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581825322181512738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVs9EyMuKKQ/TXagjoboziI/AAAAAAAABV0/9C6NAnOdHUE/s400/DSC_7159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Zack smiles at you he gets all bashful and turns his head. He kept doing it during his pictures. It was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybQMwMeopyQ/TXafVISwuiI/AAAAAAAABVs/xEbpHb_Nsvg/s1600/DSC_7306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581823973524552226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybQMwMeopyQ/TXafVISwuiI/AAAAAAAABVs/xEbpHb_Nsvg/s400/DSC_7306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow who thought it would be so difficult to get good pictures of all three boys at once :)&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6919303875942405802?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6919303875942405802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6919303875942405802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6919303875942405802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6919303875942405802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/03/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-TylCK7r-5B0/TXa8lPBWtmI/AAAAAAAABXU/92MHthIlCxk/s72-c/DSCN1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4500924303920827</id><published>2011-02-09T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:03:18.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years old</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&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;div&gt;Dear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you so much. You are so sweet, busy, cute, busy, funny, busy, smart, busy did I mention busy. You are determined to do everything you want and are very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;. You love playing and have a wonderful imagination which helps you entertain yourself for hours, not always safely or without messes. You love sports and love your favorite teams, The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt; and Yankees, For your birthday party you wanted to wear your Aggie shirt. Dad was proud. For your birthday dinner you chose toast, I talked you into having toast for lunch and Chicken nuggets and fries for dinner. You chose &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scooby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Doo&lt;/span&gt; for your Birthday party and loved all of the gifts you got. You have grown up so much in the last year! You still scare me by climbing and choosing to do dangerous things. You talk really well and love to play with your brothers. Your favorite movie is despicable me. Your favorite cartoon is blues clues, You love to paint and play with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;play dough&lt;/span&gt;. You are really good at playing games and figuring out how to watch movies on dads phone. I think your most favorite thing to do is go to the Aggie games with your Dad. He loves taking you and when you are asked what time it is these days you respond "game time" Your uncle Tim taught you that one. Life is never Dull when you are awake! You make my days so fun and exciting! Love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyB5ILfq7p0/TVNiSPvO8CI/AAAAAAAABVc/F8GE4lnrSWQ/s1600/DSCN1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571905229589245986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyB5ILfq7p0/TVNiSPvO8CI/AAAAAAAABVc/F8GE4lnrSWQ/s400/DSCN1232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4UnhLxEtH0/TVNhSUYlDtI/AAAAAAAABU0/W3ogHcJEkZM/s1600/DSCN1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904131324776146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4UnhLxEtH0/TVNhSUYlDtI/AAAAAAAABU0/W3ogHcJEkZM/s400/DSCN1233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBGWJ_yoahE/TVNiRqGPjHI/AAAAAAAABVM/Fg3CTOqN0-I/s1600/DSCN1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571905219485207666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBGWJ_yoahE/TVNiRqGPjHI/AAAAAAAABVM/Fg3CTOqN0-I/s400/DSCN1285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TVNi6YBupVI/AAAAAAAABVk/MCPHDmALlnk/s1600/DSCN1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571905919009072466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TVNi6YBupVI/AAAAAAAABVk/MCPHDmALlnk/s400/DSCN1295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaftUQYHZqQ/TVNhS4PGJoI/AAAAAAAABVE/nbHBpOPb2so/s1600/DSCN1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904140948678274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaftUQYHZqQ/TVNhS4PGJoI/AAAAAAAABVE/nbHBpOPb2so/s400/DSCN1189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4500924303920827?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4500924303920827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4500924303920827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4500924303920827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4500924303920827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/02/3-years-old.html' title='3 years old'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/-WyB5ILfq7p0/TVNiSPvO8CI/AAAAAAAABVc/F8GE4lnrSWQ/s72-c/DSCN1232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5873262736543940594</id><published>2011-01-18T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:49:32.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdf3tPg_I/AAAAAAAABTY/bu9OZRH7tOE/s1600/DSCN1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563737191773864946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdf3tPg_I/AAAAAAAABTY/bu9OZRH7tOE/s400/DSCN1213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each month is going by faster than the last. I can't believe you are all ready five months old today. In the last month you have started day care. We were sad to take you at first but it seems like you love it and your babysitter loves you. You are such a good baby. You are content to play with toys by yourself a lot of the time. Your favorite toy is a book that makes a lot of noise. I try to play with you a lot but with two older brothers I find the time I enjoy most with you is early in the morning or at night when your brothers are in bed. You love to eat a lot of different things. I can't seem to get the food in your mouth fast enough most of the time and you hate me interupting you to wipe your face clean. You are talking a lot more lately especially during church (I don't know if I will ever make it through my meetings) and in the mornings when you first wake up. You still love to cuddle. Almost every night you fall asleep laying next to me. Sometimes I am not sure who falls asleep first. I love you so much and am starting to see your sweet personality. You are liking your carseat more or just getting used to it. This is really good since we spend a lot of time taking your br&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTYQymKWGKI/AAAAAAAABTQ/u0qOD-wN0Xg/s1600/Photo%2BJan%2B18%252C%2B3%2B05%2B10%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;other to and from preschool. This is usually also when I run some errands. You are so fun to take with me. You love it when the car is moving, or when a cart is moving. As soon as we&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTYQw0buMkI/AAAAAAAABS4/DaHKTcQ45ro/s1600/Photo%2BJan%2B18%252C%2B3%2B03%2B26%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563652820557509186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTYQw0buMkI/AAAAAAAABS4/DaHKTcQ45ro/s400/Photo%2BJan%2B18%252C%2B3%2B03%2B26%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stop you let me know it is time to start going again. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTYQxcoKpTI/AAAAAAAABTA/i6Vu7bRUdZc/s1600/Photo%2BJan%2B18%252C%2B3%2B03%2B44%2BPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563652831347123506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTYQxcoKpTI/AAAAAAAABTA/i6Vu7bRUdZc/s400/Photo%2BJan%2B18%252C%2B3%2B03%2B44%2BPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We love you Zack!&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdgYedSAI/AAAAAAAABTg/JULHBa1L_hI/s1600/DSCN1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563737200570222594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdgYedSAI/AAAAAAAABTg/JULHBa1L_hI/s400/DSCN1217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdgi8PGZI/AAAAAAAABTo/LRBnDNNlYC0/s1600/DSCN1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563737203379476882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdgi8PGZI/AAAAAAAABTo/LRBnDNNlYC0/s400/DSCN1220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdgwuiJLI/AAAAAAAABTw/mSMP_27JNAI/s1600/DSCN1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563737207080101042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdgwuiJLI/AAAAAAAABTw/mSMP_27JNAI/s400/DSCN1224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 5 Months&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5873262736543940594?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5873262736543940594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5873262736543940594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5873262736543940594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5873262736543940594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TTZdf3tPg_I/AAAAAAAABTY/bu9OZRH7tOE/s72-c/DSCN1213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-8353218272647491264</id><published>2010-12-19T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T10:21:39.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months</title><content type='html'>Zack you are four months old. Slow Down! I can't believe you have been with us for four months. You are such a sweet boy. Your belly aches are less frequent and I think this makes everyone happier. You love to play and smile at us. In the last month you have been rolling over more, you are a lot more vocal, and you started holding things and putting them in your mouth. You are so much fun! We love you! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5IWaDP5fI/AAAAAAAABR8/TR1pycrfem8/s1600/DSCN0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552454940381668850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5IWaDP5fI/AAAAAAAABR8/TR1pycrfem8/s400/DSCN0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how you have grown....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5FrRuzawI/AAAAAAAABR0/T9kRsCpuUFc/s1600/DSCN1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552452000390802178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5FrRuzawI/AAAAAAAABR0/T9kRsCpuUFc/s400/DSCN1075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5Fqm96oSI/AAAAAAAABRc/_3R4ZMsOPxY/s1600/DSCN1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552451988911464738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5Fqm96oSI/AAAAAAAABRc/_3R4ZMsOPxY/s400/DSCN1089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552439454742284322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ46RBjHCCI/AAAAAAAABRU/JGHsuX0ctD4/s400/Photo%2BDec%2B19%252C%2B9%2B58%2B26%2BAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-532fbbec44b30166" 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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D532fbbec44b30166%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEC75DC234CD20C52A9ADEE221FCAEA257798993.87FAA5D57E4138FB4CB0D6EF01EF0E4716E2FE4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D532fbbec44b30166%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DscACSP5eMaqwM6Wj-M9W3fPm-zM&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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D532fbbec44b30166%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEC75DC234CD20C52A9ADEE221FCAEA257798993.87FAA5D57E4138FB4CB0D6EF01EF0E4716E2FE4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D532fbbec44b30166%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DscACSP5eMaqwM6Wj-M9W3fPm-zM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother Keegan loves to sing to you and kiss you on the head.  He always says hi Baby Zack-E when he sees you.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5FrA3DNLI/AAAAAAAABRs/IRj2SiGDYjk/s1600/DSCN1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552451995861988530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5FrA3DNLI/AAAAAAAABRs/IRj2SiGDYjk/s400/DSCN1093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden loves to play with you and laughs at the things that you do.  He thinks you are pretty silly.  He is so good about making sure that you are not left out.  He makes sure you get to be in charge of something at family night.  You get your turn to pray and you get bedtime kisses just like everyone else.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ46QgWvPNI/AAAAAAAABRM/ZIJ-NuM-j4Q/s1600/Photo%2BDec%2B19%252C%2B9%2B41%2B02%2BAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552439445832023250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ46QgWvPNI/AAAAAAAABRM/ZIJ-NuM-j4Q/s400/Photo%2BDec%2B19%252C%2B9%2B41%2B02%2BAM.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ44Yp5vlsI/AAAAAAAABQ8/JR_RX01-CaE/s1600/Photo%2BDec%2B19%252C%2B9%2B40%2B40%2BAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552437386810463938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ44Yp5vlsI/AAAAAAAABQ8/JR_RX01-CaE/s400/Photo%2BDec%2B19%252C%2B9%2B40%2B40%2BAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You have been to two Aggie games so far. You loved to stand up and look around at the games and only got a little fussy towards the end of both of them. I walked with you for a couple of minutes and you fell asleep. I got to enjoy the rest of the game. I think you are okay with the noise at the games because you have two noisy brothers.  The horn scared you once but since then you only jump a little if your Uncles behind us yell or Grandpa next to you claps.  Grandma likes to play with you during the games until her arms get tired. &lt;br /&gt;Your dad is proud of his littlest aggie fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8353218272647491264?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8353218272647491264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8353218272647491264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8353218272647491264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8353218272647491264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/12/4-months.html' title='4 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TQ5IWaDP5fI/AAAAAAAABR8/TR1pycrfem8/s72-c/DSCN0595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4653378986073133319</id><published>2010-11-18T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:39:35.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months</title><content type='html'>Zack you are three months old today. I wish you would grow a little slower somedays and other days I can't wait to see what you will do next. You have started&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXU-QpKLvI/AAAAAAAABQ0/u-gMvmYcdt0/s1600/DSCN1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541069082633842418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXU-QpKLvI/AAAAAAAABQ0/u-gMvmYcdt0/s400/DSCN1032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to smile and talk a lot this last month. You smile at everyone who talks to you when I take you places. You have the most squishable cheeks and biggest eyes. We love you so much. You are such a good baby now that the belly aches are almost gone. You are so nice to sit in your bouncer or lay on a blanket why I take care of your brothers. I love playing with you and talking to you at night after they have gone to sleep, and I do love waking you up in the morning to feed you before everyone else is awake. You stretch out every morning that I wake you up and rub your eyes. It is the cutest. You love to kick your bouncer so that the music will start playing. Your big brother Keegan likes to play with your baby toys so I hope they last. Today I found him in your carseat. I remember when Ayden tried to do things that Keegan did and now Keegan is trying to be just like you. One day you will try to be like both of them. They love you. Keegan covers his ears when you cry and Ayden tries to help you by giving you a binky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXOSAisL0I/AAAAAAAABQU/CuBmJOiEBAo/s1600/DSCN1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541061725327732546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXOSAisL0I/AAAAAAAABQU/CuBmJOiEBAo/s400/DSCN1024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXOTKSVarI/AAAAAAAABQs/jEtvOXixRF4/s1600/DSCN1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541061745123355314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXOTKSVarI/AAAAAAAABQs/jEtvOXixRF4/s400/DSCN1038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXOS2ko6uI/AAAAAAAABQk/f1uu2XzF2Ho/s1600/DSCN1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541061739831421666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXOS2ko6uI/AAAAAAAABQk/f1uu2XzF2Ho/s400/DSCN1035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/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/3361496525630444468-4653378986073133319?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4653378986073133319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4653378986073133319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4653378986073133319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4653378986073133319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-months.html' title='3 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TOXU-QpKLvI/AAAAAAAABQ0/u-gMvmYcdt0/s72-c/DSCN1032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-392659676489405815</id><published>2010-11-04T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:29:44.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN4J1R5R4I/AAAAAAAABPs/piBKajL57Ck/s1600/DSCN0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535900477284763522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN4J1R5R4I/AAAAAAAABPs/piBKajL57Ck/s400/DSCN0934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a fun Halloween this year. The kids started off Halloween by wearing there cute outfits that Aunt Patti spoiled them with&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN21jMybAI/AAAAAAAABPU/B1wRxyXxe4Y/s1600/DSCN0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899029322492930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN21jMybAI/AAAAAAAABPU/B1wRxyXxe4Y/s400/DSCN0929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Then Ayden became Spiderman, Keegan Batman and Zack the cutest little green monster. Ayden and Keegan went trick or treating with Grandma Maughan, We went to Great Grandma Hansens and then trunk or treating with Grandma Kofoed.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN20sGpRxI/AAAAAAAABO8/MeHgskVCqUE/s1600/DSCN0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899014532777746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN20sGpRxI/AAAAAAAABO8/MeHgskVCqUE/s400/DSCN0940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;div&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;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN0knL4pgI/AAAAAAAABO0/E5FSr1V61fI/s1600/DSCN0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899026261605106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN21XzA-vI/AAAAAAAABPM/bVpDyOu4Kp0/s400/DSCN0953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-392659676489405815?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/392659676489405815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=392659676489405815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/392659676489405815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/392659676489405815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TNN4J1R5R4I/AAAAAAAABPs/piBKajL57Ck/s72-c/DSCN0934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5512353463347561144</id><published>2010-10-20T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:03:58.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; had a great b-day. It started out a little rough because Zack was crying but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; played nice so that we could go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; to play and have lunch. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; took a nap why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; watched Zack and helped me decorate the cupcakes. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; got to choose dinner and loved the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; food. He wanted a Batman party because he picked out a batman cake at Lees. He got lots of great toys! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; blew out the candle half way through happy birthday but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; didn't mind and blew it out again at the end. Landon and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; helped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; open all of his presents. It was too cute &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; would yell for them to come help him open them. They would barely get one open look at it quickly and move on to the next one. I couldn't slow them down. The boys didn't want to stop to eat cake, but when they did it was a mess. I am glad they enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5g02joLI/AAAAAAAABOM/VVZy08AusTE/s1600/DSCN0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342841028681906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5g02joLI/AAAAAAAABOM/VVZy08AusTE/s400/DSCN0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5hWdNq3I/AAAAAAAABOU/QoUuvxQHYmY/s1600/DSCN0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342850049190770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5hWdNq3I/AAAAAAAABOU/QoUuvxQHYmY/s400/DSCN0879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5iFRwjrI/AAAAAAAABOk/XJMuRDR6jbI/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342862617611954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5iFRwjrI/AAAAAAAABOk/XJMuRDR6jbI/s400/DSCN0856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5iaeQWuI/AAAAAAAABOs/0Hikg3CSIBw/s1600/DSCN0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342868307172066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5iaeQWuI/AAAAAAAABOs/0Hikg3CSIBw/s400/DSCN0883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5h1r3yvI/AAAAAAAABOc/uzEsySz-cg0/s1600/DSCN0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342858432170738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5h1r3yvI/AAAAAAAABOc/uzEsySz-cg0/s400/DSCN0880.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize everyone except the man in the back.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the party we played toys and read a book Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kofoed&lt;/span&gt; gave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; wanted to keep playing but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; said "Man I had the best birthday ever, no nap, party, toys, but I am tired and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; won't stop playing." I am glad you had the best birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;.  Thanks everyone for coming and making Aydens day!&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/3361496525630444468-5512353463347561144?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5512353463347561144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5512353463347561144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5512353463347561144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5512353463347561144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/batman-party.html' title='Batman party'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL-5g02joLI/AAAAAAAABOM/VVZy08AusTE/s72-c/DSCN0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3034964626904260778</id><published>2010-10-20T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T13:16:09.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ayden</title><content type='html'>You are five years old today! I can't believe it has been 5 years since you were born. We are so lucky to have you in our family. You are such a good boy. You are so smart, funny, and caring. You help us so much everyday and are such a good brother. Everyone who knows you thinks you are one of a kind. My friend always reminds me that you do things so well because you are "Ayden". Your primary president always tells me what a well behaved boy you are and tells me how you are the most reverent kid in the primary. I truly don't think there is another kid out there quite like you. You are always looking out for your brother and told grandma "Its mean not to get Keegan a cookie and you and me get one." she had one for him, you just hadn't seen&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it yet. When I asked you this year where you wanted to eat for your birthday you said the Chinese place. Then you said "do you know why mom." "Because I love you so much and I know you love sweet chickens from the Chinese place." What a lucky mom I am. I love you tons. I hope all your birthday wishes come true!&lt;br /&gt;In the last year you have done a lot of fun things, said a lot of funny things, and learned a ton.&lt;br /&gt;You learned how to ski down little beaver. Dad taught you and you were so proud of yourself the day you could make it all the way down by yourself. You came home and told me "Mom, I am a ski machine." You and your Dad love to play Batman Legos together on the Wii. If I'd let you two, you'd probably play all day. You went to a lot of Aggie Basketball and now Football games with your Dad. You played indoor soccer. Your friend Will was on your team. You scored a couple of goals this year. I think you even scored one for the other team! You learned how to do floats in swimming, and learned how to do kart wheels, jumps, and somersaults in gymnastics. You graduated from your first year of preschool knowing everything you need to know for kindergarten already. You had an excellent summer. You played t-ball. You were the team clown and tried to make everyone laugh by wearing your hat backwards and down over your eyes. You always joined the dog pile if you didn't beat kids to the ball. Your brother cheered from the sidelines. He really looks up to you. We got a trampoline and you learned how to ride a two wheeler. You are an excellent bike rider. You can turn so quick and maneuver around things really well. The neighbor said "Ayden sure does ride a bike really well." You played a lot with the neighbor girls. They leave you notes at the door and always yell "Ayden" when they see you outside. You became a big brother again and are so helpful to mom, Keegan, and Zack. You will play for hours with Keegan when mom is watching Zack.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Ayden and look forward to all the years to come! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530138666207940210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL7_0SX6DnI/AAAAAAAABOE/GZtA5kQz3Qc/s400/IMG_0177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-3034964626904260778?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3034964626904260778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3034964626904260778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3034964626904260778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3034964626904260778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-ayden_20.html' title='Happy Birthday Ayden'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TL7_0SX6DnI/AAAAAAAABOE/GZtA5kQz3Qc/s72-c/IMG_0177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6750659676843166920</id><published>2010-10-17T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T10:46:10.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1D6MBcSI/AAAAAAAABLs/41VJgKKXtGo/s1600/DSCN0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529071308802978082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1D6MBcSI/AAAAAAAABLs/41VJgKKXtGo/s400/DSCN0813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; just coming up out of the water he swam from the steps to where his teacher is at.  He is really getting good at front floats, back floats, and jumping into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1DE34-NI/AAAAAAAABLk/E-qo2BMM6qE/s1600/DSCN0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529071294491457746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1DE34-NI/AAAAAAAABLk/E-qo2BMM6qE/s400/DSCN0816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; is such a good listener at swimming lessons.  I am so proud of him.&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; and Kris are in a parent tot swim class. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; loves to swim with his dad. Kris makes it so much fun for him. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; does not like water in his ears. He can go all the way under the water and loves to play games with the teacher.   I went swimming once with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; and I can tell you his dad does a lot better.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; listens and has much more fun swimming with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsh5csOmZI/AAAAAAAABLU/LCFDzHFaIcY/s1600/DSCN0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529050238365374866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsh5csOmZI/AAAAAAAABLU/LCFDzHFaIcY/s400/DSCN0798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&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;div&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;I am not to quick on the picture but here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keegan&lt;/span&gt; coming out of the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsh5qv5u3I/AAAAAAAABLc/u0-X-wDTxvM/s1600/DSCN0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529050242138880882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsh5qv5u3I/AAAAAAAABLc/u0-X-wDTxvM/s400/DSCN0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsh5FuYYkI/AAAAAAAABLM/oTRA4NqxLdk/s1600/DSCN0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529050232200389186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsh5FuYYkI/AAAAAAAABLM/oTRA4NqxLdk/s400/DSCN0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said they might have a hard time climbing out of the pool to jump back in.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; had no problems climbing :)  He was the first one out of the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1Es-lXBI/AAAAAAAABL0/tvNb16S9b3U/s1600/DSCN0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529071322436819986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1Es-lXBI/AAAAAAAABL0/tvNb16S9b3U/s400/DSCN0802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Zack slept most of the time when his brothers were swimming.&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6750659676843166920?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6750659676843166920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6750659676843166920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6750659676843166920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6750659676843166920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/swimming.html' title='swimming'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLs1D6MBcSI/AAAAAAAABLs/41VJgKKXtGo/s72-c/DSCN0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1149745259032153103</id><published>2010-10-17T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T09:12:40.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; you are my monkey! You are always climbing, falling, and climbing again. You love to get into things you are not suppose to especially when you are already in trouble. Playing with the cords on the blinds is where you run when I am busy. You do know how to get my attention! I love you so much please stop climbing, or at least stop falling. You have a scar on your head from falling down, a dead front tooth from face planting on the sidewalk on the way into the church, and now a black eye from falling in the bathroom. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make some of the cutest facial expressions and talk so much lately! You ride your bike so good. When I asked you to show dad you did in typical fashion by taking a sharp corner and riding on three of the four wheels. You scare me and your dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529046443914328242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLseclQmeLI/AAAAAAAABKk/E1OnnXZhi0M/s400/DSCN0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsf5NWnInI/AAAAAAAABK0/xqbSnhn0Emw/s1600/DSCN0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529048035224920690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsf5NWnInI/AAAAAAAABK0/xqbSnhn0Emw/s400/DSCN0821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsf5NKKMII/AAAAAAAABK8/e1zv2-0uxSc/s1600/DSCN0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529048035172692098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsf5NKKMII/AAAAAAAABK8/e1zv2-0uxSc/s400/DSCN0819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsf5aRohQI/AAAAAAAABLE/nzaHeIvCBTo/s1600/DSCN0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529048038693700866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsf5aRohQI/AAAAAAAABLE/nzaHeIvCBTo/s400/DSCN0823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1149745259032153103?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1149745259032153103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1149745259032153103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1149745259032153103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1149745259032153103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/keegan.html' title='Keegan'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLseclQmeLI/AAAAAAAABKk/E1OnnXZhi0M/s72-c/DSCN0820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2972957230952817565</id><published>2010-10-17T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:01:26.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzCJKWDBiI/AAAAAAAABMk/X2msg2PWtAg/s1600/DSCN0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529507905155565090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzCJKWDBiI/AAAAAAAABMk/X2msg2PWtAg/s400/DSCN0596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;div&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures are of Z&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt; when he was a 3 days old&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzCI4hEZGI/AAAAAAAABMc/6tkbW8G2TGM/s1600/DSCN0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529507900369953890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzCI4hEZGI/AAAAAAAABMc/6tkbW8G2TGM/s400/DSCN0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he is getting big so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzATmrL4uI/AAAAAAAABMU/88enNJ7dIZA/s1600/DSCN0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzATUgCxzI/AAAAAAAABMM/8SABZPizvtY/s1600/DSCN0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzAS-f6loI/AAAAAAAABL8/oLvuIeW2f9w/s1600/DSCN0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529505874751166082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzAS-f6loI/AAAAAAAABL8/oLvuIeW2f9w/s400/DSCN0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack is two months old! Crazy how fast it has gone. We love him so much. He does not seem to have been awake a lot, or should I say have his eyes open much. He is mostly, sleeping, eating with his eyes closed, or crying with his eyes closed. He cries a lot. I guess they wouldn't make you watch that crying video at the hospital if it wasn't a possibility for your baby to cry that much. Hopefully the crying will end soon! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I think it is getting better and he is not crying much he has a bad day. Once in a while he is awake with his eyes open when he is he loves to stick out his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; and makes fun squeals. He just started sleeping through the night about three nights ago, so hopefully this will continue. I am not sure how much he weighs but we are guessing about 10 lbs. I am pretty sure by looking at his cute chubby cheeks that he is not underfed. I think he is the biggest out of my boys at two months, but we will see when we go to the Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We try to still run errands and have to venture out to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to preschool. When we do get out I am pretty sure by the looks of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the sounds of Zack people might think I am not a good mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZvo56wEI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8NbG2qXHEWk/s1600/DSCN0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529041273752305730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZvo56wEI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8NbG2qXHEWk/s400/DSCN0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;Once in a while after a lot of crying he will fall asleep in his bouncer or swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZt4VS1FI/AAAAAAAABJk/-PtR-EsU2V4/s1600/IMGP7991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529041243533923410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZt4VS1FI/AAAAAAAABJk/-PtR-EsU2V4/s400/IMGP7991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Already&lt;/span&gt; an Aggie Fan! Celebrating after they beat the Cougars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsc3w0gDlI/AAAAAAAABKM/llAHShQToYo/s1600/DSCN0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529044711850905170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsc3w0gDlI/AAAAAAAABKM/llAHShQToYo/s400/DSCN0785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awake and Happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZuf0Kd2I/AAAAAAAABJs/-RmHTRbfgFk/s1600/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529041254132381538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZuf0Kd2I/AAAAAAAABJs/-RmHTRbfgFk/s400/DSCN0796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZuf0Kd2I/AAAAAAAABJs/-RmHTRbfgFk/s1600/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZuf0Kd2I/AAAAAAAABJs/-RmHTRbfgFk/s1600/DSCN0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love early mornings when all my boys are still in there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and watching cartoons. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZu3NsoTI/AAAAAAAABJ0/gmTubB5krYo/s1600/IMGP8063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529041260413493554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLsZu3NsoTI/AAAAAAAABJ0/gmTubB5krYo/s400/IMGP8063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this sweet boy even when he cries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad is the best at calming him down. Talking to him instead of jigging is the best way to calm him down. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2972957230952817565?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2972957230952817565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2972957230952817565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2972957230952817565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2972957230952817565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TLzCJKWDBiI/AAAAAAAABMk/X2msg2PWtAg/s72-c/DSCN0596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6138872017594160671</id><published>2010-09-28T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:29:35.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing day</title><content type='html'>Zack was really upset most of his blessing day. He woke up with a bad belly ache and cried and cried until we put him in his car seat to go to church. He wore himself out and slept peacefully through the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; blessing his dad gave him. I am so lucky to have such a wonderful husband who is worthy to hold the priesthood, and three cute boys who can go to church with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJroL8IDMI/AAAAAAAABJc/GevZDPbDrfw/s1600/DSC_00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522094431253564610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJroL8IDMI/AAAAAAAABJc/GevZDPbDrfw/s400/DSC_00614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJrn-uis3I/AAAAAAAABJU/qwjdpYH7mmQ/s1600/DSC_00625.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJrnSs_HPI/AAAAAAAABJM/O04OCuEno6s/s1600/DSC_00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522094415889243378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJrnSs_HPI/AAAAAAAABJM/O04OCuEno6s/s400/DSC_00658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbETQj2wI/AAAAAAAABIs/YahitLU0hBI/s1600/IMG_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522076222556986114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbETQj2wI/AAAAAAAABIs/YahitLU0hBI/s400/IMG_1256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tj&lt;/span&gt; and Cooper, Tim and &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kelton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and Kris and Zack. We have had lots of babies come into the family this summer. It is so fun to see there dads hold them. It will be fun to see them go on camp outs, ski trips and to games together when they get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbEg5nbqI/AAAAAAAABI0/hct1-ilEK3w/s1600/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522076226218847906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbEg5nbqI/AAAAAAAABI0/hct1-ilEK3w/s400/IMG_1267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know who had more fun, Grandpa or the kids!&lt;br /&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;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbEEJOyJI/AAAAAAAABIk/fb9TD6VCzII/s1600/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522076218499713170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbEEJOyJI/AAAAAAAABIk/fb9TD6VCzII/s400/IMG_1244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbFHXe5EI/AAAAAAAABI8/bAd5VQ18lsU/s1600/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522076236544664642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbFHXe5EI/AAAAAAAABI8/bAd5VQ18lsU/s400/IMG_1263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace and the boys eating lunch. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; had all ready ate, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and Grace wanted to sit by each other while she ate.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJbFR_tn-I/AAAAAAAABJE/6P3PR32VHeE/s1600/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They played so cute together. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; even helped grace get her boots off, even if he had to use his teeth to undo the zippers :)&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;/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/3361496525630444468-6138872017594160671?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6138872017594160671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6138872017594160671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6138872017594160671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6138872017594160671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/09/blessing-day.html' title='Blessing day'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJroL8IDMI/AAAAAAAABJc/GevZDPbDrfw/s72-c/DSC_00614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7009973125563163443</id><published>2010-09-28T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T13:39:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; I love this picture.  He doesn't act like he is to sure about what we are doing.   He wasn't either!  He didn't like it much at all.  Kris did get a couple of great pictures though.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJRtVnevsI/AAAAAAAABHs/vsYdi8s4RYI/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522065932448349890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJRtVnevsI/AAAAAAAABHs/vsYdi8s4RYI/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJRs01oIZI/AAAAAAAABHk/fyuWvnI_MJ0/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522065923649315218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJRs01oIZI/AAAAAAAABHk/fyuWvnI_MJ0/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick take a picture he is awake and happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNcTy1knI/AAAAAAAABHc/9OiFc_Tqwv0/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522061241854825074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNcTy1knI/AAAAAAAABHc/9OiFc_Tqwv0/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack is 6 weeks old tomorrow. Crazy how time is going. He is starting to fuss a lot when he is awake and I am often wishing he would go back to sleep. I feel awful and hope that he wakes up more and is happy when he is awake. I am changing my diet a little and going to try some colic tablets. Hopefully this will help. If anyone has any ideas on how to help a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;colicky&lt;/span&gt; baby I would love some. He is eating a lot quicker these days which is great. He loves bath time and loves to snuggle. Kris was able to get a few pictures of him for me. It was a challenge to get pictures with out him moving and making them blurry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNbZ44CbI/AAAAAAAABHE/3mr5lUG01S8/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522061226310896050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNbZ44CbI/AAAAAAAABHE/3mr5lUG01S8/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNbLBXolI/AAAAAAAABG8/fxE83ekyXCk/s1600/zack.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNbmi8jjI/AAAAAAAABHM/7hXFB3uVNt4/s1600/DSC_00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522061229708578354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJNbmi8jjI/AAAAAAAABHM/7hXFB3uVNt4/s400/DSC_00641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of my boys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7009973125563163443?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7009973125563163443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7009973125563163443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7009973125563163443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7009973125563163443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/09/zack.html' title='Zack'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TKJRtVnevsI/AAAAAAAABHs/vsYdi8s4RYI/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6151188731152766541</id><published>2010-09-16T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:25:13.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNSjck-mI/AAAAAAAABGs/NMpqC9_s_bc/s1600/DSCN0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519457430723164770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNSjck-mI/AAAAAAAABGs/NMpqC9_s_bc/s400/DSCN0665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad taking care of Zack.  Look how good he is doing.  He is a pro.  I am sure he could handle another one!  :)  I know it is early to be thinking another one, but since dad keeps saying this is the last I have to keep the idea in his head that I might want one more.  I didn't want one more until after Zack was here.  Pregnancy is not fun but is so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNSFWRq4I/AAAAAAAABGk/K0tHOS0LiCY/s1600/DSCN0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519457422643669890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNSFWRq4I/AAAAAAAABGk/K0tHOS0LiCY/s400/DSCN0639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan love to give Zack kisses and loves to talk to him.  Zack seems to pay attention the most when he hears Keegans voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNQzogulI/AAAAAAAABGU/0D85ShEpRTc/s1600/DSCN0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519457400708446802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNQzogulI/AAAAAAAABGU/0D85ShEpRTc/s400/DSCN0629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys taking advantage of playing with Zack when he was awake.   Notice the I- phone.... It is never very far away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last month has been super busy, but tons of fun. I enjoy being at home with my boys and I enjoy staying busy. Zack is a great baby. I love taking care of him. This time around has been much more fun than with the first two. I loved taking care of them, but this time I don't know if its the possibility of it being my last time with a newborn, or if it is because each time It seems to be a little more relaxed, or if it has been because my recovery this time has been quicker but I am loving it! I am not loving getting up every three hours during the night, and while this is exausting I enjoy snuggling with zack every chance I get without the other two needing or wanting my attention.  I think I will enjoy it a bit more when it is only once  a night.  The last couple of days Zack has decided he wants to be held or entertained in the evenings this has made things a bit busier than when he just slept and ate, but I am excited for more awake time and for cute smiles and gigles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNTmhFUjI/AAAAAAAABG0/xCd0u1ZywAo/s1600/DSCN0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519457448727237170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNTmhFUjI/AAAAAAAABG0/xCd0u1ZywAo/s400/DSCN0640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden has adjusted pretty well. He has struggled a little bit but has helped me so much with Keegan. He plays with Keegan and will get me things for Zack and for Keegan if I need him to. He is going to preschool a couple of days a week and loves it. He is also enjoying going to Aggie games with his dad and playing lego batman with his dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan is struggling big time with the new brother.   He loves Zack but definatly misses being the baby and getting my attention whenever he wants. He has learned that naughty things get my attention fast and is trying my patience. He has ran away from me and has got into just about everything. H&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNRoEExYI/AAAAAAAABGc/fKCebBmJnVU/s1600/DSCN0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519457414782698882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNRoEExYI/AAAAAAAABGc/fKCebBmJnVU/s400/DSCN0660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e is a definatly trying to get my attention and has learned the things that get it the fastest. I never needed childproof locks on many things but I do now. He creates one disaster and then moves on to create another one. This keeps me busy! It is a good thing that he is so cute. He is excited to start swim lessons with dad and calls it his preschool. He is also way into calling his dad and grandma on the phone and asking them what there phone numbers are. It is so funny he always calls Kris and says "Hello Dad, What is your phone number?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definatly don't feel like I can get as much done with three kids. I think the hardest part about having three is that Keegan has had such a rough time. I look forward to sleeping more at night, and for Keegan to start being a little better. I can't complain though, I feel great, I have got out to excercise a few times, I have been out with friends, I love my boys, I get to snuggle every night with Zack, Ayden and Keegan are becoming great friends and rely on each other, I have a wonderful husband who loves to play with my kids (sometimes keeping them up to late to pass games on the Wii :) or taking them to games. I can't believe how time has flown bye since Zack came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJLLTkUCzDI/AAAAAAAABF0/UWsAK1Nakk4/s1600/DSCN0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517696030507977778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJLLTkUCzDI/AAAAAAAABF0/UWsAK1Nakk4/s400/DSCN0661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is from a while back and he has allready changed a ton.  He has the cutest chubby cheeks and is a lot bigger.  One of our projects that we haven't got done yet is pictures. I will post more of him when we do.&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6151188731152766541?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6151188731152766541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6151188731152766541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6151188731152766541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6151188731152766541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/09/three-boys.html' title='Three boys'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TJkNSjck-mI/AAAAAAAABGs/NMpqC9_s_bc/s72-c/DSCN0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7384773297837927441</id><published>2010-09-08T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:15:55.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEH-LO3RI/AAAAAAAABFU/LhrUvngRL-g/s1600/DSCN0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591909966699794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEH-LO3RI/AAAAAAAABFU/LhrUvngRL-g/s400/DSCN0692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aydens first day of school at the new preschool. He was so excited he kept asking all morning when it would be time to go. Keegan kept following him around. He had to get a backpack on just like Ayden. At school Keegan told Ayden "goodbye Ayden have fun at preschool." It was too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfQ7jYkmaI/AAAAAAAABFc/EcKoouFuRV4/s1600/DSCN0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514605990267623842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfQ7jYkmaI/AAAAAAAABFc/EcKoouFuRV4/s400/DSCN0696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEGsrTjxI/AAAAAAAABE8/fyxeroxt_DM/s1600/DSCN0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591888089517842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEGsrTjxI/AAAAAAAABE8/fyxeroxt_DM/s400/DSCN0695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfQ8NJOmWI/AAAAAAAABFk/xRJdfVKzKZY/s1600/DSCN0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514606001477556578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfQ8NJOmWI/AAAAAAAABFk/xRJdfVKzKZY/s400/DSCN0698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEHCy-7CI/AAAAAAAABFE/057A7wU8lN0/s1600/DSCN0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591894027299874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEHCy-7CI/AAAAAAAABFE/057A7wU8lN0/s400/DSCN0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEGTMzWsI/AAAAAAAABE0/EktMBuinSVA/s1600/DSCN0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591881250691778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEGTMzWsI/AAAAAAAABE0/EktMBuinSVA/s400/DSCN0700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden showed Keegan where he hangs up his bag when he gets to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEHqZuiII/AAAAAAAABFM/fgOGMJFX13A/s1600/DSCN0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591904658786434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEHqZuiII/AAAAAAAABFM/fgOGMJFX13A/s400/DSCN0701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&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;They made super kid capes, read franklin goes to school, learned about elmos alphabet, had snack, and played outside. Ayden had a lot of fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7384773297837927441?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7384773297837927441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7384773297837927441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7384773297837927441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7384773297837927441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TIfEH-LO3RI/AAAAAAAABFU/LhrUvngRL-g/s72-c/DSCN0692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2567401259568802220</id><published>2010-08-22T13:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:42:44.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Zack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKz6_z6lI/AAAAAAAABEk/AFtZecA56rQ/s1600/DSCN0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508336443865688658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKz6_z6lI/AAAAAAAABEk/AFtZecA56rQ/s400/DSCN0579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is so cute and we love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKzAL1-fI/AAAAAAAABEc/d2xtfZ2iRZ8/s1600/DSCN0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508336428078463474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKzAL1-fI/AAAAAAAABEc/d2xtfZ2iRZ8/s400/DSCN0576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keegan sits and watches Zack all the time.  He loves to stay by me and Zack why Dad and Ayden are playing.  He asks lots of questions and wants to be really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKB0eyhWI/AAAAAAAABEU/HIq2hxeHPFM/s1600/DSCN0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKBZfykAI/AAAAAAAABEM/Hpb-LjFCyzk/s1600/DSCN0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508335575879553026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKBZfykAI/AAAAAAAABEM/Hpb-LjFCyzk/s400/DSCN0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Ayden watching Zack for me before he went to church. Zack was laying in the sun because he is looking a bit yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKBApnxpI/AAAAAAAABEE/ck72yCtS_I8/s1600/DSCN0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508335569209902738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKBApnxpI/AAAAAAAABEE/ck72yCtS_I8/s400/DSCN0562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Ayden Keegan and Grandma came to see Zack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKAoTiTJI/AAAAAAAABD8/ndSYAdPxq60/s1600/DSCN0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508335562674818194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKAoTiTJI/AAAAAAAABD8/ndSYAdPxq60/s400/DSCN0555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad holding Zack in the Nicu. He wasn't hooked to anything, just being monitored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGFYAZEmgI/AAAAAAAABD0/QISfmeSdB88/s1600/DSCN0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508330466719341058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGFYAZEmgI/AAAAAAAABD0/QISfmeSdB88/s400/DSCN0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after he was born he went to the nicu for about 6 hours and then came upstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was born Wednesday the 18th at 3:33 he weighed 6 lbs 14 oz and is 19 inches long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday afternoon I went to the Dr. for my 36 week appointment. I had been nesting pretty much all week but expected that I would not be dialated at all since I really hadn't been feeling much. The Dr. told me that I was dialated and that the baby could come at any time so to go home and take it easy. I went home and we went to my parents house. I just sat and watched as Kris picked a lot of corn and the boys caught grasshopers. I started cramping and feeling uncomfortable on our way home at about 6:00. My cramping started to get a little worse so I called my Dr. to see what I should do. He told me to go to the hospital and then they would try to stop contractions if I were having them. When I got to the hospital after Kris's mom came and stayed with the kids I was cramping a little worse. When they hooked me up to the monitors I was having regular contractions and dialated further than I was at my dr.s appointment. She gave me some medicine to stop the contractions and then checked me after the hour when the medcine was suppose to stop working. My contractions were irregular and I was dialated to a five. I didn't change for the next little while, but couldn't sleep. I was getting different answers from my nurses. Some would say we will just send you home if you don't change. Others said I might have to go to the floor, but my dr. wouldn't dare send me home. One nurse said if I got an epidural they could take it out and send me home. I wasn't in any pain, but I was tired and nervous and couldn't sleep much. Kris however fell asleep with the T.V. blaring. I tried to wake him up, called him, and finally threw a sucker at him which just happened to hit him in the face (Sorry) I had allready taken an ambien and been given some phentynol and he was out and I couldn't sleep. I wanted to talk to him and tell him to turn off the tv, but instead he just unwrapped the sucker and stuck it in his mouth. I did sleep from about 2:30 until 4 or so. I still just had irregular contractions and no pain so I thought for sure I would go home. The nurse came in at about 8:30 and told me the Dr. wouldn't send me home but wanted me to get up and walk around and would come up at about 9 to check me. I made one walk around the hall and felt great. I was sure I would end up going home. He came and checked me and I was at a 6 so he said I could get an epidural nap for a few hours and he would break my water around lunch time. I napped for about and hour, got my epidural and he came in at 12:30. Zack was born 3 hours later. He needed a little help breathing at first but not for long. He has blonde hair and looks a little like both of his brothers. He never cried much when he was born or why he was in the hospital. This made the nurses a bit nervous but all of his vitals were great and we just got used to him not crying when people proded him.  My recovery has been awesome this time around.  I have not said no to any offer on medications and feel great.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden and Keegan came to see Zack but were unable to hold him the first night.  They loved the transformers he gave them. They have been great brothers. Keegan loves to ask about his brother and talk to him. Ayden fed him his bottle today and wanted to do it all by himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris has been wonderful. He has cleaned, played with boys, set up meals with the ward, and helped me so much. I think we have both been a little stressed since everyone has told us three is a killer, but so far so good. We will see what happens when Kris goes back to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2567401259568802220?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2567401259568802220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2567401259568802220' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2567401259568802220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2567401259568802220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/welcome-home-zack.html' title='Welcome Home Zack'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/THGKz6_z6lI/AAAAAAAABEk/AFtZecA56rQ/s72-c/DSCN0579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1461203922076649805</id><published>2010-08-22T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:11:45.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1461203922076649805?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1461203922076649805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1461203922076649805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1461203922076649805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1461203922076649805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/he-is-here.html' title='He is here'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5632349888439085149</id><published>2010-08-14T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T07:21:23.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more binkies, woofs, and witches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGak1zr4vaI/AAAAAAAABDs/4GHv8n54tiY/s1600/DSCN0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided enough was enough with the binky. I was getting tired of having to find it during the day and getting tired of Keegan whining for it constantly. I was also getting worried that keegan would try to steal the new babies binky if we couldn't find his. I got some advice from friends at work and came home snipped the end of the binky off and told Keegan it broke. I felt so bad for the first couple of nights, but would not give in. Every time he asked for his binky I would give it to him and say sorry its broken. He eventually would get mad and throw it when I gave it to him. It only took a couple of days of him asking for it and he stopped. He asks for it every once in a while, but can be consoled with other things now. He is talking a lot more. He has been whining a lot less. When he gets upset it takes a little longer to calm him down, and nap and bed time have been a little bit of a struggle, but ot nearly as much as I thought they would have been. If I would have known it would be this easy we would have done it months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night he lost his binky he gained three woof woofs. He came up with three imaginary dogs that he plays with, feeds, and takes with him everywhere. It is so funny. They don't have names, just big woof woof, medium woof woof and tiny woof woof. They live in the drawer in the kitchen table most of the time, but are with him a lot too. He puts them in and out of his pockets and feeds them regularly. Funny Kid- I am glad that he found something to console him besides a binky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there are the Stitches or as Keegan calls them "Witches". The thing that made mom give in and give him his binky one last time. He hardly used his binky and the nurse kept puting it in his mouth but I couldn't deny him of it. Wednesday night after a long day at work I came home to dinner :) thanks to my awesome husband! We ate and decided to take some corn to Kris's parents. We were trying to get the boys out to the car. Keegan wasn't wanting to come and climbed up onto our ottoman I left the room and heard the pop from just around the corner. He had fallen into the bookshelf. I had a sick feeling and told Kris we needed stitches before I even saw him. I was sad to see I was right. Blood everywhere and Keegan screaming like crazy! He had cut his head open good. Dad was able to help me clean him up and stop the bleeding for the most part. We met Grandma at the ER so that she could take Ayden and we made our first (probably not last) trip to the ER with Keegan. He was so upset at first when they put a bandage with medicine on his cut and then when it started to feel better he did not want to take the bandage off. We colored, drew pictures of what Keegan told us to including "The one pretty nurse who gave him a toy and the nurse that gave him colors." Such a flirt allready. He was tired and happy. The awesome Dr. came in a few times. Keegan was hesistant, but started playing peek a boo with him pulling his bandage down over his eyes and back up to his head. The nurses wrapped Keegan up and the Dr. numbed him up more and started stitching. Keegan screamed the whole time, but didn't fight at all. Kris stepped out and I just rubbed Keegans feet and tried to talk to him. I watched the first stitch and decided not to watch anymore. Usually it would interest me, but knowing it was my sweet Keegan made me a little qweezy. It didn't take long to stitch up and re bandage. Keegan said thank-you and took two suckers and a toy home. We told him we had to leave the binky there and so far so good. Keegan has been wearing the bandage around the house and milking it. He tries to be sad and says he has and owie, but can only hold out his bottom lip for so long before breaking into a big smile or laugh. He loves the fact that we are not bathing him and just giving him sponge baths by the sink. The Dr told us not to get it wet and I can't put Keegan in the tub with out him splashing, so he might get sponge baths for a week. He has fallen down twice and got one bloody lip since getting his stitches and we are trying to make sure he doesn't fall down and re injure his head. This is going to be a challenge. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGaijmf2OcI/AAAAAAAABDc/4lMRM1-44Eg/s1600/DSCN0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505266327020255682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGaijmf2OcI/AAAAAAAABDc/4lMRM1-44Eg/s400/DSCN0500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when we got home from the ER.  He is exausted from all the screaming.  The Dr. did say he had a great pair of lungs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGaij3HMSQI/AAAAAAAABDk/tv01yySB6vA/s1600/DSCN0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505266331480246530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGaij3HMSQI/AAAAAAAABDk/tv01yySB6vA/s400/DSCN0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa came to visit and brought his glasses a couple of days later. It was so funny. &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/3361496525630444468-5632349888439085149?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5632349888439085149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5632349888439085149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5632349888439085149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5632349888439085149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-more-binkies-woofs-and-witches.html' title='No more binkies, woofs, and witches'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGaijmf2OcI/AAAAAAAABDc/4lMRM1-44Eg/s72-c/DSCN0500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-354420395778508556</id><published>2010-08-14T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T06:44:59.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more training wheels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGabkkfj2FI/AAAAAAAABDU/b0PeSPyy7gE/s1600/DSCN0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505258647080654930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGabkkfj2FI/AAAAAAAABDU/b0PeSPyy7gE/s400/DSCN0495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden getting ready to ride through the neighborhood. The first day he rode lots of neighbors were out and cheering him on. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGabVXtNwxI/AAAAAAAABDM/Pd5KKidPD2w/s1600/DSCN0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505258385950229266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGabVXtNwxI/AAAAAAAABDM/Pd5KKidPD2w/s400/DSCN0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He still doens't use his brakes very much. His feet seem to be working good. He might need new shoes after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We borrowed a bike without pedals for Ayden and he learned how to balance very quick. A week later he is riding a new bike Grandpa Kofoed gave him. Dad wanted more pictures of him running beside Ayden riding his bike, but Ayden doesn't need his help. He is doing such a good job. Me and Keegan definatly can't keep up with him anymore. Keegan is riding Aydens old bike and it probably won't be long before he tries to ride fast like his brother. I wasn't able to get very good pictures so I will have to post more later.&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/3361496525630444468-354420395778508556?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/354420395778508556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=354420395778508556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/354420395778508556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/354420395778508556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-more-training-wheels.html' title='No more training wheels!'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TGabkkfj2FI/AAAAAAAABDU/b0PeSPyy7gE/s72-c/DSCN0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4295639181773597452</id><published>2010-08-01T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:40:03.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFX2BU4DTYI/AAAAAAAABDE/h_k0NcB4BII/s1600/IMG_NEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500573022547037570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFX2BU4DTYI/AAAAAAAABDE/h_k0NcB4BII/s400/IMG_NEW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Kris so much!  He is the best husband ever.  The last nine years have been great.  We have had trials and each one has made me love him more. I am so happy I married him. I love the way he loves me and the boys.  I love that we enjoy the same hobies.  He is my favorite person to go skiing, biking, climbing, or hiking with. I love his little ocds- like cleaning.  His closet is definatly more organized than mine.  I love everything about him.  If only I could talk him into watching and cheering for the Yankees! (this may take eternity)  Hopefully he will be able to put up with me for that long!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4295639181773597452?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4295639181773597452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4295639181773597452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4295639181773597452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4295639181773597452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/nine-years.html' title='Nine Years'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFX2BU4DTYI/AAAAAAAABDE/h_k0NcB4BII/s72-c/IMG_NEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2427012620781663350</id><published>2010-08-01T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:13:37.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful time in Bear Lake. It was so relaxing, just the right temperature, and the boys were great. I think this might have to become a tradition! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500561463676807922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrgguoqvI/AAAAAAAABB8/wKkrGEdUx5w/s400/DSCN0451.JPG" /&gt;Amber played with the boys and did everything they wanted her to. She would tell me to sit down if I got up to help. Thanks Amber the boys had a blast playing with you on the boat and on the jetski. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrfyL58vI/AAAAAAAABBs/flOKu_wFX3c/s1600/DSCN0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500561451183108850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrfyL58vI/AAAAAAAABBs/flOKu_wFX3c/s400/DSCN0470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad would only play in the water if it involved, boats, jetskis, or very shallow water!  He hates cold water!   &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXv9lFCD2I/AAAAAAAABC0/tXqICv8lZ94/s1600/DSCN0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500566361107205986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXv9lFCD2I/AAAAAAAABC0/tXqICv8lZ94/s400/DSCN0472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrgQaRIeI/AAAAAAAABB0/oaJs0QSykfc/s1600/DSCN0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500561459296412130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrgQaRIeI/AAAAAAAABB0/oaJs0QSykfc/s400/DSCN0484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXv9CU-6eI/AAAAAAAABCs/RAb1j2i1NXE/s1600/DSCN0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500566351778867682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXv9CU-6eI/AAAAAAAABCs/RAb1j2i1NXE/s400/DSCN0479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris was so good to take the boys in the boat and on the Jet skis! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrfhCP06I/AAAAAAAABBk/JaFW9mXh8eE/s1600/DSCN0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500561446579196834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrfhCP06I/AAAAAAAABBk/JaFW9mXh8eE/s400/DSCN0455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom who said "I was pretending to be asleep!" But who wouldn't be this tired after, making bread for the trip, shopping for the food, packing all the food, preparing the food, playing with three grandsons, puting up with 3 kids and the spouses (Mostly Kody :)!) and staying up past bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrfXBfeaI/AAAAAAAABBc/7I3uLaqn8Pc/s1600/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500561443891673506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrfXBfeaI/AAAAAAAABBc/7I3uLaqn8Pc/s400/DSCN0474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXv9wzod5I/AAAAAAAABC8/j-9kuSlcsM4/s1600/DSCN0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500566364255451026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXv9wzod5I/AAAAAAAABC8/j-9kuSlcsM4/s400/DSCN0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn_0TYc-I/AAAAAAAABBU/eFkLKV3SzVg/s1600/DSCN0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500557603460641762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn_0TYc-I/AAAAAAAABBU/eFkLKV3SzVg/s400/DSCN0464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Airbenders and yes my dad is wearing Girbauds! At least they are shorts.  He hates the sun as much as Kris hates the cold water.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn_hOU0rI/AAAAAAAABBM/fvXlls3Oub4/s1600/DSCN0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500557598339158706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn_hOU0rI/AAAAAAAABBM/fvXlls3Oub4/s400/DSCN0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Keegan. Grandma was holding him up so he wouldn't be mad about the sand. He loved the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn_Ou7EjI/AAAAAAAABBE/GC8QLSsYnQw/s1600/DSCN0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500557593375609394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn_Ou7EjI/AAAAAAAABBE/GC8QLSsYnQw/s400/DSCN0423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn-81ZyMI/AAAAAAAABA8/uZpgOdPH6TQ/s1600/DSCN0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500557588570949826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn-81ZyMI/AAAAAAAABA8/uZpgOdPH6TQ/s400/DSCN0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn-TlHhrI/AAAAAAAABA0/icdtAf-UkGY/s1600/DSCN0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500557577496790706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXn-TlHhrI/AAAAAAAABA0/icdtAf-UkGY/s400/DSCN0412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden being a good sport so I could burry him. Ayden played in the sand a lot and pretended to be a bulldozer which had sand on him from his head to his feet. Dad couldn't watch! He has an ocd about sand, dirt, or being dirty which is why I think Keegan tells me when there is a mess and asks me if I can clean it up and maybee why he hated the sand so much.&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2427012620781663350?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2427012620781663350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2427012620781663350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2427012620781663350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2427012620781663350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/08/bear-lake.html' title='Bear Lake'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TFXrgguoqvI/AAAAAAAABB8/wKkrGEdUx5w/s72-c/DSCN0451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5082144787481423021</id><published>2010-07-04T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:41:18.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEIsxjReaI/AAAAAAAABAs/kVadzmJL-OE/s1600/DSCN0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490178986049894818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEIsxjReaI/AAAAAAAABAs/kVadzmJL-OE/s320/DSCN0307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHECU8wWI/AAAAAAAABAU/kzHEoZZPD2g/s1600/DSCN0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490177186666955106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHECU8wWI/AAAAAAAABAU/kzHEoZZPD2g/s320/DSCN0302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden and Keegan playing with there glowsticks why they were waiting for the fireworks to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHE-d-sqI/AAAAAAAABAc/HaHpA-FGAGI/s1600/DSCN0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490177202810958498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHE-d-sqI/AAAAAAAABAc/HaHpA-FGAGI/s320/DSCN0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHFWMHI7I/AAAAAAAABAk/eMVN2z78r2A/s1600/DSCN0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490177209178465202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHFWMHI7I/AAAAAAAABAk/eMVN2z78r2A/s320/DSCN0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Maughan came and brought some popcorn. Keegan kept saying Thank-you Grandma, Thankyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHDgyVf9I/AAAAAAAABAM/CkXxBBJyDDU/s1600/DSCN0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490177177663406034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHDgyVf9I/AAAAAAAABAM/CkXxBBJyDDU/s320/DSCN0305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keegan loved the fireworks! Every time he saw one he would put his hands up and say "Fireworks Yeah!" then he would clap. Ayden loved them too, but got tired of them quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday dad decided he wanted to take us digging up right hand fork. It was a last minute idea. We got the boys ready, got some sandwiches at subway, and left for the Mountains. It was a cool day 73 and felt great! We had so much fun. We saw deer, sheep, birds and squirrels. We hiked around and the boys threw rocks. Ayden decided it would be fun to play I spy. His first hint was "I spy something yellow" from the pictures below you might be able to see what he spyed- since it was the only yellow thing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHC6hFmrI/AAAAAAAABAE/9tfsgg8kwCE/s1600/DSCN0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490177167390513842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEHC6hFmrI/AAAAAAAABAE/9tfsgg8kwCE/s320/DSCN0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEEEd4WdrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/xHCdXiquBUY/s1600/DSCN0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490173895528314546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEEEd4WdrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/xHCdXiquBUY/s320/DSCN0326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know how to turn the pictures. Keegan loved throwing rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_kV0hzAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/GuEmT-iTVcc/s1600/DSCN0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490168945562471426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_kV0hzAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/GuEmT-iTVcc/s320/DSCN0333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_kA_r7WI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pLqE3TWcJpY/s1600/DSCN0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490168939972128098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_kA_r7WI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pLqE3TWcJpY/s320/DSCN0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490168927672901986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_jTLUoWI/AAAAAAAAA_c/JXvrngJ-eaw/s320/DSCN0343.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_jMg0W7I/AAAAAAAAA_U/GpBJ2sL41eE/s1600/DSCN0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490168925884013490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDD_jMg0W7I/AAAAAAAAA_U/GpBJ2sL41eE/s320/DSCN0349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Boys!&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5082144787481423021?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5082144787481423021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5082144787481423021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5082144787481423021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5082144787481423021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July Weekend'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TDEIsxjReaI/AAAAAAAABAs/kVadzmJL-OE/s72-c/DSCN0307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-688735421056998782</id><published>2010-06-26T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:33:11.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon</title><content type='html'>It is June.  We promised Ayden we would take him to Lagoon in June.&lt;br /&gt;Dad was a great sport and rode the rides with the boys.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawqW2BasI/AAAAAAAAA98/aQwozwulja4/s1600/DSCN0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487267437730687682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawqW2BasI/AAAAAAAAA98/aQwozwulja4/s320/DSCN0258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawqjS7UKI/AAAAAAAAA-E/nrsfZW32s2s/s1600/DSCN0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487267441073148066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawqjS7UKI/AAAAAAAAA-E/nrsfZW32s2s/s320/DSCN0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden had a lineup of rides he had to ride- this was one of them. Keegan's feet barely hung over the edge of the ride so all we could see of him going up were his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawr0G7qiI/AAAAAAAAA-M/f0--cBa3ahg/s1600/DSCN0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487267462766111266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawr0G7qiI/AAAAAAAAA-M/f0--cBa3ahg/s320/DSCN0268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawsO_MS1I/AAAAAAAAA-U/JRcIwB3j9f0/s1600/DSCN0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487267469981403986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawsO_MS1I/AAAAAAAAA-U/JRcIwB3j9f0/s320/DSCN0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan was to smart for this ride :)! He saw the ride operator turn off and on one of the cars that wasn't working- When he got stuck and couldn't get the car to work he would turn around and flip the switch that turned it off. It still didn't work so he would turn around and flip it again. I was worried he was going to fly out of the car being turned around backwards if some one would&lt;br /&gt;hit him. After two times on this ride I said "No more bumpy cars." Who knew they had switches? He is very observant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0btgYfxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Fg45QrlhFTU/s1600/DSCN0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487271584162414354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0btgYfxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Fg45QrlhFTU/s320/DSCN0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0a90s7EI/AAAAAAAAA-s/bHEnNsBh-pU/s1600/DSCN0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487271571362737218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0a90s7EI/AAAAAAAAA-s/bHEnNsBh-pU/s320/DSCN0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my boys!                                                              Ayden posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawscjZ63I/AAAAAAAAA-c/_i-0lU9_dRs/s1600/DSCN0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487267473622952818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawscjZ63I/AAAAAAAAA-c/_i-0lU9_dRs/s320/DSCN0281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Aparently Kris and Ayden aren't the only ones who stick there tounges out when they are working hard at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0cchGmnI/AAAAAAAAA_M/4k6EcIAsCKA/s1600/DSCN0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487271596781902450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0cchGmnI/AAAAAAAAA_M/4k6EcIAsCKA/s320/DSCN0243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0cA1DMsI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0STkGTflW-k/s1600/DSCN0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487271589349372610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0cA1DMsI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0STkGTflW-k/s320/DSCN0245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the two rides I rode. Keegan was a bit nervous and kept covering his mouth and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0bV3oihI/AAAAAAAAA-0/o3ClPu0QRqQ/s1600/DSCN0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487271577817483794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCa0bV3oihI/AAAAAAAAA-0/o3ClPu0QRqQ/s320/DSCN0252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They barely fit in this whale together, but insisted that they rode in the same one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun! It was HOT but the boys loved it. Ayden was such a good brother and would motion for Keegan to come hold his hand and ride on the rides with him. Ayden as usuall wanted to ride all of the big rides, but being only 41 1/2 inches he will have to wait a few more years. I think Kris's favorite part was listening to the boys laugh as they rode the rides and sneaking Keegan onto rides. Kris snuck Keegan on some rides and he rode a few buy himself and had a blast. Ayden liked all the rides the best! Keegan liked the roller coaster and bumpy cars the best. My favorite part was eating at Pei Wei before, and watching my boys have fun together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487270058521889938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCazC6DVjJI/AAAAAAAAA-k/HcskZShmH-0/s320/DSCN0276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-688735421056998782?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/688735421056998782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=688735421056998782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/688735421056998782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/688735421056998782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/lagoon.html' title='Lagoon'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TCawqW2BasI/AAAAAAAAA98/aQwozwulja4/s72-c/DSCN0258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3379960817206759407</id><published>2010-06-19T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:17:35.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father-Son Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqRFeCdeI/AAAAAAAAA90/r17YNsKLhwY/s1600/DSCN0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516025477264866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqRFeCdeI/AAAAAAAAA90/r17YNsKLhwY/s320/DSCN0230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqQjkNwXI/AAAAAAAAA9s/QAKUlllOtDY/s1600/DSCN0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516016376365426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqQjkNwXI/AAAAAAAAA9s/QAKUlllOtDY/s320/DSCN0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqPw15dqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/fSSiwAKAMrQ/s1600/DSCN0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516002760324770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqPw15dqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/fSSiwAKAMrQ/s320/DSCN0233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden and Kris went on there annual father sons campout last night. I asked Ayden he said he had fun, looked for fireballs, and played with the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keegan stayed home and kept me company. He had tons of fun not having to share with anyone and having his mom all to himself. &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/3361496525630444468-3379960817206759407?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3379960817206759407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3379960817206759407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3379960817206759407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3379960817206759407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/father-sons-campout.html' title='Father-Son Campout'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBzqRFeCdeI/AAAAAAAAA90/r17YNsKLhwY/s72-c/DSCN0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-771302034619329486</id><published>2010-06-18T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:09:50.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>It finally feels like summer!  I love it and so do the boys.  The sprinkler underneath the trampoline was a huge hit. I was able to get some shrubs planted and the boys had fun.  Keegan loved sliding across the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6aGQ0w1I/AAAAAAAAA9M/fpVGS5undn8/s1600/DSCN0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484252297518433106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6aGQ0w1I/AAAAAAAAA9M/fpVGS5undn8/s320/DSCN0203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6ZWrjGKI/AAAAAAAAA9E/M-iZWLG10qM/s1600/DSCN0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484252284745619618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6ZWrjGKI/AAAAAAAAA9E/M-iZWLG10qM/s320/DSCN0200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv41G-cKzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/VnJ-oocKR9w/s1600/DSCN0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484250562542971698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv41G-cKzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/VnJ-oocKR9w/s320/DSCN0202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv40ssw6pI/AAAAAAAAA8c/AwtlpJcaOM8/s1600/DSCN0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484250555489512082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv40ssw6pI/AAAAAAAAA8c/AwtlpJcaOM8/s320/DSCN0201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the trampoline we had a picnic.  Keegan was really messy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv42c7r0YI/AAAAAAAAA80/0i8gD4gcphY/s1600/DSCN0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484250585616863618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv42c7r0YI/AAAAAAAAA80/0i8gD4gcphY/s320/DSCN0217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv41s1NW_I/AAAAAAAAA8s/DeS3QYC6FSc/s1600/DSCN0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484250572704799730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv41s1NW_I/AAAAAAAAA8s/DeS3QYC6FSc/s320/DSCN0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv42rjNZ6I/AAAAAAAAA88/aViVpBEYbNY/s1600/DSCN0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484250589540738978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv42rjNZ6I/AAAAAAAAA88/aViVpBEYbNY/s320/DSCN0220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which was fine because we washed off in the sprinkler and then jumped some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was ready to be done the boys dried off and Keegan looked to be done as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6a3_e54I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vBAiH8yDCaI/s1600/DSCN0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484252310867470210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6a3_e54I/AAAAAAAAA9U/vBAiH8yDCaI/s320/DSCN0226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He took a long nap while Ayden and I watched a movie in the nice cool basement!  I am looking forward to more summer days.&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/3361496525630444468-771302034619329486?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/771302034619329486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=771302034619329486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/771302034619329486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/771302034619329486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBv6aGQ0w1I/AAAAAAAAA9M/fpVGS5undn8/s72-c/DSCN0203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5330076626418193525</id><published>2010-06-10T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:32:24.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjj-k8EuI/AAAAAAAAA8M/voCufpto3_8/s1600/DSCN0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481201322486928098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjj-k8EuI/AAAAAAAAA8M/voCufpto3_8/s320/DSCN0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ayden loves T-ball.  He loves chasing after the ball and then tackling to get it.  It doesn't matter where on the field the ball is going Ayden follows it.  It also doens't matter how many people get to it before him he still dives for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjjVktCEI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0QNQ1XqeWpE/s1600/DSCN0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481201311480088642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjjVktCEI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0QNQ1XqeWpE/s320/DSCN0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden has made some friends on the team allready and eggs them on for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjiqcyLSI/AAAAAAAAA78/4JfXH39yi_I/s1600/DSCN0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481201299904146722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjiqcyLSI/AAAAAAAAA78/4JfXH39yi_I/s320/DSCN0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjhdpVU1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/gOdLK2dAjdU/s1600/DSCN0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481201279287251794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjhdpVU1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/gOdLK2dAjdU/s320/DSCN0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to run around the bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjh8QFMGI/AAAAAAAAA70/isFM-nxKqTk/s1600/DSCN0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481201287502835810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjh8QFMGI/AAAAAAAAA70/isFM-nxKqTk/s320/DSCN0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5330076626418193525?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5330076626418193525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5330076626418193525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5330076626418193525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5330076626418193525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/t-ball.html' title='T-ball'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEjj-k8EuI/AAAAAAAAA8M/voCufpto3_8/s72-c/DSCN0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5894933115196355701</id><published>2010-06-10T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:25:25.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpas work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfBJS5k6I/AAAAAAAAA7k/eF-FCDON1yA/s1600/DSCN0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196326022124450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfBJS5k6I/AAAAAAAAA7k/eF-FCDON1yA/s320/DSCN0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfAKsdQGI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eMmWVdbbP_s/s1600/DSCN0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196309217886306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfAKsdQGI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eMmWVdbbP_s/s320/DSCN0165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfAvEjj6I/AAAAAAAAA7c/1QODCzkPWXs/s1600/DSCN0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196318982639522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfAvEjj6I/AAAAAAAAA7c/1QODCzkPWXs/s320/DSCN0168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEe__tcuSI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ImrTFPQ8imY/s1600/DSCN0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196306269255970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEe__tcuSI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ImrTFPQ8imY/s320/DSCN0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEe_eA0SDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/SFCcoT7POco/s1600/DSCN0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481196297223686194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEe_eA0SDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/SFCcoT7POco/s320/DSCN0178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Keegan running after Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEckkAWRiI/AAAAAAAAA68/x4wvTGNuRqU/s1600/DSCN0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481193635952608802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEckkAWRiI/AAAAAAAAA68/x4wvTGNuRqU/s320/DSCN0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEcjTaJLmI/AAAAAAAAA6s/3iQNtKFuWUA/s1600/DSCN0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481193614317530722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEcjTaJLmI/AAAAAAAAA6s/3iQNtKFuWUA/s320/DSCN0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweeper truck has two steering wheels in it and Ayden and Keegan both got to drive! I think it was Aydens favorite truck. Grandpa drew pictures on the floor with chalk to teach Ayden why the truck had two steering wheels. He listened so intently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEcj90NREI/AAAAAAAAA60/n1Xijx7D9_s/s1600/DSCN0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481193625701139522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEcj90NREI/AAAAAAAAA60/n1Xijx7D9_s/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden loves the air compressor and him and Grandpa had so much fun blowing towels into the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEcixPMN_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/smC8ydeKzVc/s1600/DSCN0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481193605144786930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEcixPMN_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/smC8ydeKzVc/s320/DSCN0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keegan and Ayden started this one, honked the horn, turned on the blinkers and wipers and had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEciT0sQTI/AAAAAAAAA6c/4Xg_dpE-heM/s1600/DSCN0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481193597249012018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEciT0sQTI/AAAAAAAAA6c/4Xg_dpE-heM/s320/DSCN0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see Grandpa Maughan at work and Look at the big trucks. The boys loved it! Ayden and Keegan wanted to ride in all the trucks. Keegan and him started some of them, raised and lowered buckets and honked the horns. They had so much fun! Thanks Grandpa for showing us all the trucks!&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;/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/3361496525630444468-5894933115196355701?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5894933115196355701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5894933115196355701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5894933115196355701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5894933115196355701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandpas-work.html' title='Grandpas work'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEfBJS5k6I/AAAAAAAAA7k/eF-FCDON1yA/s72-c/DSCN0160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6936941148072633979</id><published>2010-06-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:01:13.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trampoline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQw-fhdpI/AAAAAAAAA6M/W-cZ8qfcZto/s1600/DSCN0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481180655081584274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQw-fhdpI/AAAAAAAAA6M/W-cZ8qfcZto/s320/DSCN0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQxGLneLI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VG-hnBSyV20/s1600/DSCN0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481180657145575602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQxGLneLI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VG-hnBSyV20/s320/DSCN0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQwZdK7zI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6CkkO53goh4/s1600/DSCN0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481180645139607346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQwZdK7zI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6CkkO53goh4/s320/DSCN0125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQwIpAcCI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y45BWZ1881o/s1600/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481180640625848354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQwIpAcCI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y45BWZ1881o/s320/DSCN0122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little talking I convinced Kristopher into letting us get a trampoline!  The boys (all of them) love it.   Kris even said it was a good idea after we got it.  Ayden is so good at jumping and knows how to do lots of different kind of jumps.  Keegan likes to run around in circles as fast as he can and fall down on purpose, or lays out backwards.   Dad has done a few back flips, jumped with the kids, and been a great sport.  I am so happy we have something in our yard that the boys enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6936941148072633979?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6936941148072633979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6936941148072633979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6936941148072633979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6936941148072633979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/trampoline.html' title='Trampoline'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEQw-fhdpI/AAAAAAAAA6M/W-cZ8qfcZto/s72-c/DSCN0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-8100583578453656943</id><published>2010-06-10T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:13:54.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBENeOPvPEI/AAAAAAAAA50/KSMGyG43fsQ/s1600/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481177034357947458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBENeOPvPEI/AAAAAAAAA50/KSMGyG43fsQ/s320/DSCN0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBELqyLyGcI/AAAAAAAAA5k/yhDtdqk4-F4/s1600/DSCN0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481175051140209090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBELqyLyGcI/AAAAAAAAA5k/yhDtdqk4-F4/s320/DSCN0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden can't go anywhere with out Keegan following him, Keegan always says "Mom he's my brother." Keegan loves him a ton, but does not like his help, or his hugs :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEM8cltsPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/KdWb2mZdIgI/s1600/DSCN0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481176454092665074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBEM8cltsPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/KdWb2mZdIgI/s320/DSCN0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBELp2D5mqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/R2QUrE4ZdPA/s1600/DSCN0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481175035001019042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBELp2D5mqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/R2QUrE4ZdPA/s320/DSCN0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden and his best friend Karston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden is so smart! I know I am a bit biased, but what did you expect. I love him so much and can't believe how independend he has became in the last year. He knows how to do everything they told me he should do by the time he gets to kindergarten. I hope when Kindergarten comes he is not bored. Ayden is so good at making friends and loves to play with his brother. We love him so much and are so proud of him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8100583578453656943?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8100583578453656943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8100583578453656943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8100583578453656943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8100583578453656943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/06/preschool-graduation.html' title='Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/TBENeOPvPEI/AAAAAAAAA50/KSMGyG43fsQ/s72-c/DSCN0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4377498582296555405</id><published>2010-05-20T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:47:43.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XXoJR7n0I/AAAAAAAAA5M/w_srXRjjENM/s1600/BABY_48.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XXXtjRYeI/AAAAAAAAA5E/29bVPjVJPoE/s1600/BABY_45.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XWA4AVmZI/AAAAAAAAA40/jfQqrvab74I/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473516232660851090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XWA4AVmZI/AAAAAAAAA40/jfQqrvab74I/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XVS9xPMdI/AAAAAAAAA4k/zDIIxLHJjNY/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473515443934147026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XVS9xPMdI/AAAAAAAAA4k/zDIIxLHJjNY/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XVrKVIBbI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ExcTLeOimw0/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473515859622757810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XVrKVIBbI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ExcTLeOimw0/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were finally able to get a 2 year old pictures of Keegan. We had to get some cute ones of Ayden as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WdNd_QYyI/AAAAAAAAA3c/h7bpjVKIzGc/s1600/DSCN0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473453776852509474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WdNd_QYyI/AAAAAAAAA3c/h7bpjVKIzGc/s320/DSCN0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XWj-YHBMI/AAAAAAAAA48/O88gZk1-1II/s1600/DSCN0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473516835666592962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XWj-YHBMI/AAAAAAAAA48/O88gZk1-1II/s320/DSCN0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mothers Day.... a new camera and no pictures with everyone smiling or looking at me. This picture is what I got when I told everyone to give me there best smile. I love being a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a hike. Landon came with us and the boys had a lot of fun. Dad was a good sport and carried Keegan a lot of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_Wh2OU3G4I/AAAAAAAAA3s/xKWLzLppBi0/s1600/DSCN0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473458875069307778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_Wh2OU3G4I/AAAAAAAAA3s/xKWLzLppBi0/s320/DSCN0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WjCwX6a6I/AAAAAAAAA30/iV2njtc00P8/s1600/DSCN0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473460189878971298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WjCwX6a6I/AAAAAAAAA30/iV2njtc00P8/s320/DSCN0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_Wd0xHNLEI/AAAAAAAAA3k/qtPyKpQYbHc/s1600/DSCN0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473454452001025090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_Wd0xHNLEI/AAAAAAAAA3k/qtPyKpQYbHc/s320/DSCN0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan knows how to ride his trike! He is almost as good riding it backwards as he is frontwards. He loves to ride and rode into the grass to see what would happen. He fell off and was laughing so hard he tried it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden is almost done with his first year of preschool. He is so smart and has changed so much in the last year. Tumbling started out as his favorite activity at preschool. Swimming soon became his favorite. He has made a lot of friends and did a great job at his show off days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WnqvaivbI/AAAAAAAAA38/zc-1f8znG28/s1600/DSCN0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473465274862845362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WnqvaivbI/AAAAAAAAA38/zc-1f8znG28/s320/DSCN0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WnrvwltlI/AAAAAAAAA4E/K1w5lwwweSY/s1600/DSCN0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473465292135183954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_WnrvwltlI/AAAAAAAAA4E/K1w5lwwweSY/s320/DSCN0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden does great somersaults, is learning how to do back bends and kartwheels. Dad was most proud of him because he listened so well to his teacher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XTLUriivI/AAAAAAAAA4U/YiZVSB1AexY/s1600/DSCN0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473513113622055666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XTLUriivI/AAAAAAAAA4U/YiZVSB1AexY/s320/DSCN0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XTfFZ-e2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/AZvAP_sJekM/s1600/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473513453119241058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XTfFZ-e2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/AZvAP_sJekM/s320/DSCN0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden is a little fish! He loves to bob up and down in the pool and jumps in all by himself! When he started preschool he would always tell me he made the teacher hold one finger when he jumped in. Today at School he told her "Don't Catch me," and jumped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so proud of you Ayden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4377498582296555405?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4377498582296555405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4377498582296555405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4377498582296555405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4377498582296555405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/05/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S_XWA4AVmZI/AAAAAAAAA40/jfQqrvab74I/s72-c/DSC_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1326271826509577879</id><published>2010-04-01T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:29:32.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayden Loves to Sword Fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S7Ssd4cslqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Dq0sbU6xumk/s1600/IMGP2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455174678021445282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S7Ssd4cslqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Dq0sbU6xumk/s320/IMGP2549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden and Keegan love to play the WII&lt;br /&gt;Aydens favorite game is WII resorts. Sword fighting gets pretty intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82e96260747bac08" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82e96260747bac08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14AB09AE0F9442C973E6E1ED97EAA2A265DE5ECB.3C9CAB8A7E801F4A7DD8022AB2DC60648436A22%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82e96260747bac08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dlvk0VqxqvW3b4XO0zglPCKO-uG0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82e96260747bac08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14AB09AE0F9442C973E6E1ED97EAA2A265DE5ECB.3C9CAB8A7E801F4A7DD8022AB2DC60648436A22%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82e96260747bac08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dlvk0VqxqvW3b4XO0zglPCKO-uG0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4b53f847d3ba9cf1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b53f847d3ba9cf1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1345FCE9ACAA4101147737951333E9407BC3BCCC.6B8DE6BC47B6CE29DFAF8B20FDCFCB81FFE8C258%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b53f847d3ba9cf1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRkkF3LIRptfsUC3oHvx5A9AteqU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b53f847d3ba9cf1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1345FCE9ACAA4101147737951333E9407BC3BCCC.6B8DE6BC47B6CE29DFAF8B20FDCFCB81FFE8C258%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b53f847d3ba9cf1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRkkF3LIRptfsUC3oHvx5A9AteqU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;And the Winner is... Ayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S7SsPoUL2cI/AAAAAAAAA2c/SIoySfEJ0yc/s1600/IMGP2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455174433172609474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S7SsPoUL2cI/AAAAAAAAA2c/SIoySfEJ0yc/s320/IMGP2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1326271826509577879?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1326271826509577879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1326271826509577879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1326271826509577879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1326271826509577879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/04/ayden-loves-to-sword-fight.html' title='Ayden Loves to Sword Fight'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S7Ssd4cslqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Dq0sbU6xumk/s72-c/IMGP2549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1677055604573025033</id><published>2010-03-27T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:18:35.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at the Beav</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656Qvw23ZI/AAAAAAAAA1E/dpK5Z8uzQj8/s1600/IMGP0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453430626910133650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656Qvw23ZI/AAAAAAAAA1E/dpK5Z8uzQj8/s320/IMGP0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warm up ride on the magic Carpet. This is so much better than the rope tow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to the Big lift (little Beaver)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656iRE_pxI/AAAAAAAAA1M/6Vfs13Z9P8Q/s1600/IMGP0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453430927910741778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656iRE_pxI/AAAAAAAAA1M/6Vfs13Z9P8Q/s320/IMGP0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656xDLby-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/gvBWq3KLMBg/s1600/IMGP0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453431181877693410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656xDLby-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/gvBWq3KLMBg/s320/IMGP0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656_STvDdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/wAfhwcJ8J5Q/s1600/IMGP0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453431426457210322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656_STvDdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/wAfhwcJ8J5Q/s320/IMGP0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S657LnFkjVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/6JaqHcpomsQ/s1600/IMGP0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453431638193376594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S657LnFkjVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/6JaqHcpomsQ/s320/IMGP0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S66B8IdZgWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0mSuR5OTOyw/s1600/IMGP0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453439068855173474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S66B8IdZgWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0mSuR5OTOyw/s320/IMGP0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S66B8t1RSZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/XvYejL6xIIc/s1600/IMGP0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453439078887410066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S66B8t1RSZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/XvYejL6xIIc/s320/IMGP0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making some turns &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S65720ZpWNI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ZFLKtEAZ9m4/s1600/IMGP0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453432380501612754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S65720ZpWNI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ZFLKtEAZ9m4/s320/IMGP0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden and his awesome teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S658gwm_uEI/AAAAAAAAA10/jEPMdASoymw/s1600/IMGP0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453433101038368834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S658gwm_uEI/AAAAAAAAA10/jEPMdASoymw/s320/IMGP0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden and Uncle tim (it was the "Tim and Jim" show again at the Beav.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the last day at the Beav this season and we had tons of fun. Ayden skied a lot of runs and wanted to keep skiing. He is getting fast and is so excited he doesn't use the brakes very much or edgie wedgies. Dad is so proud of his ski machine and was a bit scared when Ayden started to go fast. He has a hard time skiing down backwards fast enough now. I tried to take a lot of pictures, keyword: TRIED. The camera card was full and then the shutter wouldn't open so there are some pictures with the shutters and some with smudges from trying to get the shutters open. I think I know where some of that Tax return money is going I definitely need a new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also the Beaver Bash and they had crazy box car races. The first box went so fast it broke down the fence at the end of the course. I was a bit nervous as a few other box cars went racing off course and one hit a tent. All in all it was a great sunny day at the Beav. It felt so nice to be outside and I love that Ayden is loving to do something that we love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S65-pblGMgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/L9Xgc-5FoS0/s1600/IMGP0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453435449035338242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S65-pblGMgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/L9Xgc-5FoS0/s320/IMGP0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S65-b7UnDgI/AAAAAAAAA18/VrqRTd0Zt10/s1600/IMGP0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453435217037954562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S65-b7UnDgI/AAAAAAAAA18/VrqRTd0Zt10/s320/IMGP0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were routing for the Pink Beaver Box car! They did really well and I decided not to post the last picture Kris got of them :)! I could use it for black mail purposes in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch Out Cats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan stayed with Grandma Maughan why we went to the Beav.  He had to take his shooter (gun Grandpa Maughan gave him for his Birthday.) He sleeps with it, carries it all over the house, and takes it with him when we go places.  We have told him not to point it at people.  Every time he has it he tells us "No shoot people."   Last night he had it and said to us "No shoot people."   "shoot cats?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1677055604573025033?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1677055604573025033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1677055604573025033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1677055604573025033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1677055604573025033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-at-beav.html' title='Last day at the Beav'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S656Qvw23ZI/AAAAAAAAA1E/dpK5Z8uzQj8/s72-c/IMGP0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4259297556670602413</id><published>2010-03-23T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T13:58:11.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60fazCjF3I/AAAAAAAAA08/sEeaJSLCO-w/s1600/IMGP0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453049269053495154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60fazCjF3I/AAAAAAAAA08/sEeaJSLCO-w/s320/IMGP0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60e0HZ8OYI/AAAAAAAAA00/ut-H0RazLEo/s1600/Copy+of+IMGP0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60aY9FT-iI/AAAAAAAAA0k/PL-_3-CPJck/s1600/ayden2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453043739831564834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60aY9FT-iI/AAAAAAAAA0k/PL-_3-CPJck/s320/ayden2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden looks like his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60aJPwCx2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/bn8xu--fEz0/s1600/keegan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453043469964724066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60aJPwCx2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/bn8xu--fEz0/s320/keegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keegan looks like his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think our third boy is going to look like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better yet, what do you think Kristopher will name him? So far he likes none of the names I do. If you have any ideas let him know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is right. We are expecting number three and he looks like a boy. Most days I am excited, nauseated, and tired, but some days I wonder if I am going to be able to handle it. I am fifteen and a half weeks (due in the middle of september) and feeling much better than I have been. I have had little or no motivation to do things that are not required, which is why this blog has been suffering. My motivation is slowly returning so when I get caught up on other things I will blog more frequently. I will also need to start remembering to take my camera more places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was happy to have finally been able to tell Ayden that we are going to have another baby. It didn't go as well as I thought it would. I think he is excited now and excited that I am starting to play with him again. I told him that I would tell him about a big suprise when dad got home from work. He couldn't hardly wait and when dad got home, the phone calls, computer and finishing up some work came first, making Ayden more anxious for this awesome suprise. Then I told him and his reply was "That isn't cool mom!" " Where is the cool suprise?" He then went and sat on the rug and pouted for a bit. We let him call family and tell them about the suprise. When he heard how excited everyone else was he was excited too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris has been so busy taking care of the kids, putting up with a moody, tired, emotional wife, working, and playing with the boys. He is such a good dad and so patient with the things that I am not patient with. I love him so much and am so grateful for how willing he is to help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden has been skiing, loving preschool, playing good with his brother, and trying to listen so that he can earn money for a transformer. He is proud that he can ski the whole way down little beaver without an edgie wedgie. He asks a lot of questions still and suprises me everyday with the things he says and does. He loves to take care of little kids and I am hoping he will love to take care of the new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keegan keeps life entertaining, and is no longer invited to go to the grocery store with us. Today was the last day for a while. He loves to tease us and will not give up his binky or blanky. He is attatched to me and when I say attatched I rarely even get a potty break without him banging down the door or yelling "mom where are you." He is so sweet and loves to tell us that he loves us so much, so much, so much. He knows how to count to 12 and loves to play hide and seek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden is like his dad, Keegan is like me, and they couldn't be more different. I am so excited to have another boy and wonder what his personality will be like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4259297556670602413?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4259297556670602413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4259297556670602413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4259297556670602413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4259297556670602413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-my-boys.html' title='I love my Boys!'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S60fazCjF3I/AAAAAAAAA08/sEeaJSLCO-w/s72-c/IMGP0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-686180270803898410</id><published>2010-02-23T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:13:38.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan Turned 2</title><content type='html'>Well, Alesha asked me to make this video closer to Keegan's birthday on the 8th. And in typical guy fashion, I got behind. Here it is, better late than never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="370" height="316" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2c3b371db31eb3e5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2c3b371db31eb3e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66C2B097785BF466A89187969D51FC8818C9C29C.122ABF12FFEBD0C63F3FFE6CA40BC8147882DAC0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c3b371db31eb3e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfKcpddzgEb4X7OQ3mMm8_TQRNMI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="370" height="316" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2c3b371db31eb3e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66C2B097785BF466A89187969D51FC8818C9C29C.122ABF12FFEBD0C63F3FFE6CA40BC8147882DAC0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c3b371db31eb3e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfKcpddzgEb4X7OQ3mMm8_TQRNMI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super charged two year old that we would not trade for anything. Happy Birthday Keegan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-686180270803898410?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/686180270803898410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=686180270803898410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/686180270803898410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/686180270803898410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/02/keegan-turned-2.html' title='Keegan Turned 2'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4879136783631422882</id><published>2010-01-30T15:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:33:03.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter fun</title><content type='html'>We have been doing a lot of fun things this winter.  I have forgoten my camera more times than I would have liked.  Christmas was so much fun this year and Ayden and Keegan were pleased with there presents.  They both got giant cranes from Santa and so many other gifts.  I recieved yet another kitchen appliance.  I think I may recieve one every year as a joke since the only thing I DID NOT WANT was a kitchen appliance :). Dad got a few games for the WII and a weather station with a reciever that is not waterproof- What?. I  guess I should have read things a little closer when I was doing my online shopping, which is the only kind of shopping to do when you have a 4 year old and a 1 year old.  &lt;br /&gt;       Ayden is a "Ski Machine" and loves making pizzas and french fries down the hill, but mostly pizzas.  He is so in control it is funny.  Kris is so patient with him and a great teacher.  Other kids will flail down the hill, but not Ayden.  He makes sure he is in control at all times and I know his little legs have got to be burning when he gets to the bottom of the hill.  This is probably why we only make a couple of runs and stop to take "little breaks" on the way down.  I have only been a couple of times with him and I will say I am a nervous wreck the whole time.  I know Ayden doesn't pay attention to other skiiers and Kris can not see some things going on around him, but I see every out of control skier on the hill and found myself yelling a few times to Kris and Ayden to watch out as these people were coming down.  I could have gone today with Ayden but I don't think I could have handled it I need someone in front of him and behind him when I go. &lt;br /&gt;           Ayden loves primary so much and listens so well.  He told me one Sunday afternoon if I were to loose him I should just call on God.  He then told a story of a lost boy.  His dad went to find him and couldn't he called on God and then he found him.  Later in the week I came home to find Ayden and Kris praying to find Aydens remote to his rc car.  He found it and then thanked heavely father for sending his remote down to him.  I hope I have the faith that he has. &lt;br /&gt;        Ayden and Kris were watching Stevie Wonder on TV. Kris told Ayden that Stevie was Blind.  Ayden looked at Kris and said "Your blind too dad."  I guess he has heard that a few times.  We will explain that one when he gets a little older.  In the meantime I need to find answers to questions kids ask, because questions that I have been able to avoid or change the subject after he has asked them are being asked again and a correct answer is being insisted. Such as "Mom what are those two bumps,"  I told him to ask Grandma.  Apparantly Kris asked questions when he was young and I am sure his mom had to answer them so maybee she allready has the answers.  I will try to be better prepared next time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Keegan might have hit the wonderful two's a few months early.    He is so dang cute.  Kris says he got an extra dose of cute since he has a extra dose of other things too.  Kris always says Keegan is just like me.  I asked him If I had an extra dose of cute too.  He said "trick question."  I think  I may have just got the extra dose of other things.  I am trying to use positive reinforcement and slipped and called him trouble one day.  Then I quickly said,"you are the best boy ever."  He then repliled "nope I trouble."  Today he ran around naked for over an hour I could not physically get him dressed.  I finally did and now his onsie could fit three kofoed heads through the head hole, because he stretched it so much trying to pull it off.  He loves his brother so much and is so cuddly.  He always wants to know where Ayden is at.  I really really love his extra doses of cute and they make me forget about all the other things. It is amazing how quick I can forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had strep throat for a few days and my kids were the best.  Ayden was so helpful and Keegan played so good with Ayden so for a reward and to get out of the house we went to the fun park.  &lt;br /&gt;When we opened the doors to the park the smell of B.O. was so bad we decided to go next door and try bowling.  It was really fun and we put up the bumpers and used some things to help the kids.  I was the only one who used the bumper.  I do not have bowling skills at all but I do get some credit for remembering the camera.  Kris has some serious style and skills (picture below).  The kids scored really good and Ayden even got a strike.  Keegan was so good at taking turns and didn't understand why you got two turns and then switched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432683530958400210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TE40fj6tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/GqGIrq5WXDY/s320/IMGP2477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Keegan wanted to do everything by himself&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432684517219779346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TFyOmmQxI/AAAAAAAAAy0/KivM8QVctco/s320/IMGP2486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432683987346586850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TFTYq-_OI/AAAAAAAAAyc/R-rdxc08Ao4/s320/IMGP2487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432684174856654226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TFeTM3jZI/AAAAAAAAAyk/x4I4I6Y9Z5E/s320/IMGP2485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TFoYD-swI/AAAAAAAAAys/BbgzZ1GvX4M/s1600-h/IMGP2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432684347960242946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TFoYD-swI/AAAAAAAAAys/BbgzZ1GvX4M/s320/IMGP2480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden giving a little lean to try to get the last pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432683802368025794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TFInkqJMI/AAAAAAAAAyU/m4yVdgH1Ltw/s320/IMGP2488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My husband is a bowler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a few of the arcade games on the way out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432683183982602722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TEkn6FaeI/AAAAAAAAAx0/BLrjz2QWvfg/s320/IMGP2493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We finished our fun night by going to the mall and having some pretzels at the pretzel maker and playing on the playground there.  I love playing with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4879136783631422882?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4879136783631422882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4879136783631422882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4879136783631422882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4879136783631422882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-fun.html' title='Winter fun'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/S2TE40fj6tI/AAAAAAAAAyE/GqGIrq5WXDY/s72-c/IMGP2477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7093493429499746544</id><published>2009-12-24T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:54:02.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegans message from Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/12/keegans-message-from-santa.html' title='Keegans message from Santa'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-319831116766500769</id><published>2009-12-21T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:19:45.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aydens message from Santa</title><content type='html'>I got this from my Sister in Laws Blog what a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;This is Aydens message from Santa Claus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://portablenorthpole.tv/watch/1afbbe66581255eb5189a3f257cd2e7f"&gt;http://portablenorthpole.tv/watch/1afbbe66581255eb5189a3f257cd2e7f&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-319831116766500769?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/319831116766500769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=319831116766500769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/319831116766500769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/319831116766500769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/12/aydens-message-from-santa.html' title='Aydens message from Santa'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3102946321338969259</id><published>2009-12-21T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:05:33.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Square</title><content type='html'>We decided to take a trip to Temple square. We ate at the training Table on the way there and Landon took care of Ayden while everyone else tried to help Keegan. He does not like eating in a confined space and hates eating at resteraunts, but loved the lights at temple square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and the boys led the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417901963739083234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzBBIXiPMeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/p8NQCp3BGu0/s320/IMGP2414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Keegan, and  Amber trying to keep up.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzBBRj75agI/AAAAAAAAAxs/m04h-ud2uc8/s1600-h/IMGP2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417902121686755842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzBBRj75agI/AAAAAAAAAxs/m04h-ud2uc8/s320/IMGP2416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417901776610783634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzBA9ebX8ZI/AAAAAAAAAxc/r2CpYC334SQ/s320/IMGP2417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The three cutest boys at Temple square. The two on the right look like there up to something and Landon just looks like he is trying to figure out what is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I went to temple square to see the lights Kris and I were dating, wow how things have changed. We are so blessed to have such cute boys. I love my family so much and love the time that we spend together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-3102946321338969259?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3102946321338969259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3102946321338969259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3102946321338969259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3102946321338969259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/12/temple-square.html' title='Temple Square'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzBBIXiPMeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/p8NQCp3BGu0/s72-c/IMGP2414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5683827883488022944</id><published>2009-12-21T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:57:02.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayden the sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA9MDXXBSI/AAAAAAAAAxU/rk269OpFkUU/s1600-h/IMGP2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA9B6-7CPI/AAAAAAAAAxM/yTArv7ykIxg/s1600-h/IMGP2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417897454949042418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA9B6-7CPI/AAAAAAAAAxM/yTArv7ykIxg/s320/IMGP2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden practiced a lot to eat and crawl just like a sheep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA84B_n5ZI/AAAAAAAAAxE/LNLT1HqVMh0/s1600-h/IMGP2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417897285032338834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA84B_n5ZI/AAAAAAAAAxE/LNLT1HqVMh0/s320/IMGP2399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden was a sheep in the nativity at the ward Christmas party. He did such a good job and sang "When Joseph went to Bethelem so good." He knows all the words and we are so proud of him. I was suppose to make the costume (yeah right) so a friend let me borrow one, and I must say he was the cutest sheep there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5683827883488022944?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5683827883488022944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5683827883488022944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5683827883488022944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5683827883488022944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/12/ayden-sheep.html' title='Ayden the sheep'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA9B6-7CPI/AAAAAAAAAxM/yTArv7ykIxg/s72-c/IMGP2397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2691186368461715898</id><published>2009-12-21T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:00:06.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys Christmas tree</title><content type='html'>Growning up at my house we always had a christmas tree for the kids to put ornaments on and a Christmas tree my mom put ornaments on. I thought it was so fun to make ornaments so this year after Thanksgiving we went shopping for the boys a christmas tree and then started making ornaments and hanging them on the tree. It has been so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun to string popcorn for the tree. Landon and Keegan mostly ate the popcorn and played with it while me and Ayden worked. Keegan and Landon kept feeding each other it was so cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417891162140982946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA3TockPqI/AAAAAAAAAwk/WkYjBNOBPzE/s320/IMGP2373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417891604646477842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA3tY6GQBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/mco1MopO44s/s320/IMGP2389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417891368683584514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA3fp4KPAI/AAAAAAAAAws/GPBH4mOdyq8/s320/IMGP2390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think the boys may have ate more popcorn than they put on the tree.&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/3361496525630444468-2691186368461715898?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2691186368461715898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2691186368461715898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2691186368461715898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2691186368461715898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/12/boys-christmas-tree.html' title='The boys Christmas tree'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SzA3TockPqI/AAAAAAAAAwk/WkYjBNOBPzE/s72-c/IMGP2373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-8605722593834096145</id><published>2009-11-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:33:05.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is he that kid?</title><content type='html'>Yes he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;My sweet, calm, quiet, reverent, best kid in primary (Ayden) &lt;/span&gt;was the kid at the primary program who thought it was wonderful to belt the songs out as loud as he could.   He said his part twice as loud as he could and always folded his arms as he walked to and from the front, causing him to fall up the stairs only once.  He did such a wonderful job!  He loves primary and singing and loves to please heavenly father.  Ayden we are so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;           I watched the practice the day before the program and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; sang a little louder than most at some points and fell down leaving the front once, but he sang his heart out and performed his best for the day.  I told Kris after the practice that he would be able hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; at the program for sure.  Kris said "Oh is he that kid?"  Yes he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; is, and I am so proud of him.  He new all of the words and had his part completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;memorized the day he got it.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;            We were so happy his cousin came to watch him, but felt very bad because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; came to sit with us after the first song and Landon quickly ran to the front for his part.  I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; back and got Landon to come back and sit by me.  He was such a good boy the rest of the time but completely heart broken that he did not get his chance to say a part or sing.  After church he asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; if he would watch him when it was his time to sing and say parts.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; of course said Yes, and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; look forward to seeing Landon in his first primary program. &lt;br /&gt;           Ayden was so happy to have everyone come and watch him.  He is one loved little guy.  We are so proud of him, and so thankful to have such good friends and families to support us.  After the program one of the sisters came to Kris and said that she knows for sure Ayden has some of Grandma Delvas blood.  I remember the first time I heard Grandma Delva sing.  Ayden shares her love for music and singing. I bet she is very proud of her great grandson today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8605722593834096145?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8605722593834096145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8605722593834096145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8605722593834096145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8605722593834096145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-he-that-kid.html' title='Is he that kid?'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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-3361496525630444468.post-397030639156327614</id><published>2009-11-08T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:14:06.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; was a shark this year and absolutely loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;.  He could shake his tail fin so well.   He had a fun party at preschool and then enjoyed trunk or treating and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; did what people told him to do when they said take a big handful of candy.  I think sometimes he took two big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;handfuls&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me by being okay with his costume most of the time we tried it on a few times and he screamed and threw himself down so he suprised me by being okay on halloween.  His costume fit him very well since he was a monkey. &lt;br /&gt;Bribery is starting to work and I am sooo excited! I have been waiting for this.  On the way to my parents house (the first stop on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;)  I asked him&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to be a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;: No&lt;br /&gt;but you need to be a monkey to get treats.  Do you want Treats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Will you be a monkey then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;: O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the costume off when we got into the car and each time he didn't want to get it on when we got out we would have the above conversation.  It was wonderful.  Now if I can convince him to do other things, like sit still to eat instead of crawling on top of the table taking a bite and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; down only to get back up and do the same thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-397030639156327614?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/397030639156327614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=397030639156327614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/397030639156327614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/397030639156327614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2045570476111453754</id><published>2009-11-08T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:03:38.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The computer is down</title><content type='html'>So our computer just might be past saving.   I do have a very handsome IT man trying to solve the problem  until he does my posts will probably not have images.  The computer we are using is very slow and I have no idea how to get pictures off the camera onto it.  I have lots of cute pictures to show as soon as it gets up and running again.  Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; we will just have to get a MAC (sorry &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Kris&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2045570476111453754?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2045570476111453754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2045570476111453754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2045570476111453754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2045570476111453754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/11/computer-is-down.html' title='The computer is down'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5628000086549073085</id><published>2009-10-22T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:18:02.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayden is 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDLmxI0S-I/AAAAAAAAAwY/lN8gXh5UgGM/s1600-h/IMGP2328.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395534347293346578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDJ5u_WyxI/AAAAAAAAAv4/v9P6tA5-bfM/s320/IMGP2307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The first present.... he could't wait any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395535360906836482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDK0u_pOgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/xlHc9g91d7s/s320/IMGP2313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Birthday presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395534975463524434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDKeTGzCFI/AAAAAAAAAwA/E-gBvVX6XfM/s320/IMGP2324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blowing out the candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395535607792878066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDLDGt3QfI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/7InZHjUww70/s320/IMGP2328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think he had a good time!  Thanks to everyone who came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden had a great birthday. He started out with Blueberry muffins for breakfast (his favorite.) Then off to preschool where he got a turtle magnet. I think he was a bit disappointed about that. He told me his teacher said he couldn't eat it, he couldn't play with it, and told him to just put it on the fridge. I can just picture him asking what he was suppose to do with it :). When dad got home from work he got to open a present because it was killing him to wait.  Spiderman... just what he wanted. He requested Fredricos pizza bread for dinner and then we had a great party. He recieved lots of great presents and had a blast. We love Ayden so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5628000086549073085?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5628000086549073085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5628000086549073085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5628000086549073085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5628000086549073085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/10/ayden-is-4.html' title='Ayden is 4'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDJ5u_WyxI/AAAAAAAAAv4/v9P6tA5-bfM/s72-c/IMGP2307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7602881217207544160</id><published>2009-10-20T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:03:17.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Ayden??</title><content type='html'>Ayden was sick for 4 days with a high fever that would come every night.   The only benifit to being sick was baths in Moms tub every night by himself.  This night we got a litttle carried away with the bubbles!  He had to take a shower after to get all the bubbles off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDHxjKVxZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/OR1iO1D5bWk/s1600-h/IMGP2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395532007655982482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDHxjKVxZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/OR1iO1D5bWk/s320/IMGP2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDHdKq_B2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/MewXbnq0TPM/s1600-h/IMGP2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395531657484633954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDHdKq_B2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/MewXbnq0TPM/s320/IMGP2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395532274126405426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDIBD11vzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/cEDmXMfPJmo/s320/IMGP2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7602881217207544160?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7602881217207544160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7602881217207544160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7602881217207544160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7602881217207544160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-ayden.html' title='Where&apos;s Ayden??'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SuDHxjKVxZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/OR1iO1D5bWk/s72-c/IMGP2301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2767116994217587255</id><published>2009-10-09T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:53:42.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan makes me laugh</title><content type='html'>Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; is in preschool me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; get to spend more one on one time together.  He makes me laugh so hard.  He is usually happy even if he doesn't feel well.  He felt a bit under the weather and was throwing up Tuesday evening.  Each time he stopped he started laughing at Kris.  He would giggle, throw up and then giggle some more.  Crazy Kid.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday he was back to his normal self, brushing his teeth at least ten times before noon, dancing, saying "No Way"  (I don't know where that came from), climbing, falling, and being a sweet kid.  The highlight of the morning was him singing most the words to bob the builder as he was climbing on the chairs and him giving his lunch a hug. I gave him a jelly sandwich after he told me he wanted one and he pushed it away.  I gave it back to him when he said "Bite"  and then this sweet kid gave his Jam sandwich the biggest hug ever and said "nice, nice, nice"  It was so funny.  How can you get mad at that even if there is jam everywhere.   This kid just might be able to get away with most anything.  He ate the sandwich on the way to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; up for preschool.  We changed his clothes later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2767116994217587255?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2767116994217587255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2767116994217587255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2767116994217587255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2767116994217587255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/10/keegan-makes-me-laugh.html' title='Keegan makes me laugh'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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-3361496525630444468.post-6759841193828397711</id><published>2009-09-24T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:32:57.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; loves to learn. He is so smart and loves preschool. I was extremely caught off guard when I asked him if he wanted to do his homework and he said "No". I didn't see that coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept talking about it for a while......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; we need to do your homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;: No, I don't want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: You will get a sticker at school if you do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;: I don't need a sticker mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked a few more times and still got the same answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stoped&lt;/span&gt; trying and we decided to go to grandma and grandpas. We had a wonderful dinner, played, and then I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; it was time to go home and do his homework. As we were walking out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; said, "Grandpa if you do my homework for me you can have my sticker." Little stinker. This was his first ever homework assignment. Well I guess it can only get better from here. He did finish his homework after a little more convincing and a threat of not being able to go to preschool. Whatever works I guess.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385149427879548642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvk33coluI/AAAAAAAAAuk/k3dTHTqlyIc/s320/IMGP2261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6759841193828397711?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6759841193828397711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6759841193828397711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6759841193828397711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6759841193828397711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/09/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvk33coluI/AAAAAAAAAuk/k3dTHTqlyIc/s72-c/IMGP2261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3063943344346914484</id><published>2009-09-24T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:21:47.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvijl_oezI/AAAAAAAAAuc/7x5r--e--Rk/s1600-h/IMGP2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385146880573864754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvijl_oezI/AAAAAAAAAuc/7x5r--e--Rk/s320/IMGP2252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; loves to play at Grandma and Grandpas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvg4haUnyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7Se1knwy-BM/s1600-h/IMGP2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385145041097629474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvg4haUnyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7Se1knwy-BM/s320/IMGP2249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever we go to grandpa's house there are chores that can be done. I decided that some work boots for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; would be fun so he could help grandpa without getting sheep poop on his shoes. He loved helping grandpa water the trees and filled his boots up with water in the process. He is looking forward to helping grandpa with more chores we will just remember to take some chore clothes and extra socks next time. I hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; loves to do the chores as much as I did and still do. Moving pipe, driving the tractor when hauling hay and pushing snow were some of my favorites.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385146059785019810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvhz0UUoaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Vl-IIEh8gLM/s320/IMGP2253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-3063943344346914484?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3063943344346914484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3063943344346914484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3063943344346914484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3063943344346914484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/09/helping-grandpa.html' title='Helping Grandpa'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Srvijl_oezI/AAAAAAAAAuc/7x5r--e--Rk/s72-c/IMGP2252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5804799594538259161</id><published>2009-09-08T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:01:20.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbSNMhbCfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/m1ee9X-anPw/s1600-h/IMGP2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379217422470400370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbRvtPwyXI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TOyPiatC9Gc/s320/IMGP2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made it. I didn't know if I would or not considering my training wasn't the best, and I finished eight minutes faster than my last one, yeah!  I do not have many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pictures &lt;/span&gt;to show, because a man was not doing very well as I was getting close to the finish and is in quite a few of my pictures. The last miles were pretty much just ran on determination to finish. I found myself wondering who would come pick me up if I didn't and figured I just as well keep going. When I saw my family nothing was stopping me and I kept concentrating on them as I neared the finish line. It is amazing how much more energy you get when you see people you know cheering for you. It is a good thing I have good cheerleaders for 1/2 marathons and life in general! I think my focus to finish and see my family kept me from seeing some paramedics who may have had to go around me to do there job, I hope that was not the case.  I had no idea what was happening. &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/3361496525630444468-5804799594538259161?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5804799594538259161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5804799594538259161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5804799594538259161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5804799594538259161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/09/half-marathon.html' title='Half Marathon'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbRvtPwyXI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TOyPiatC9Gc/s72-c/IMGP2230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-643293767728631948</id><published>2009-09-08T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:48:22.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 I mean almost 19 month pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379214919892793314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbPeCaw9-I/AAAAAAAAAtk/FoYY7PxS9wo/s320/keegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldn't get very many pictures of you. We sure tried. The first part of the month you had so many bruises on your face and one would go away just to have another one take its place. You don't like to hold still or stand in one place, especially if you know we want you to. You love to run from me laughing all the time. You try to tease me so much that you just barely started saying mom a couple of weeks ago. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; in the past I would say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; say mom," you would say "DAD" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AYDO&lt;/span&gt;" and laugh. You could say duck, quack, neigh, moo, ball, and so many more words, so I am pretty sure you could say mom. The first time early Saturday morning so I had to get out of bed you, you said " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MMMMM&lt;/span&gt;---OM" it was so funny. I just laid in bed laughing to see if you would say it more. You melt my heart and might be able to get away with just about anything. You love to climb and are becoming pretty good at it. You are super tough and don't seem to mind most of the time when you fall trying to climb. I think people are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; when they see I don't run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; you are doing something that looks dangerous... I can't possibly keep up with you and have watched you do most of those dangerous things before. I love your big brown eyes, mostly bald head, contagious smile, and fun personality.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379214400595905698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbO_z4vTKI/AAAAAAAAAtU/agfG8naGr30/s320/keegan+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379214798827794978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbPW_ansiI/AAAAAAAAAtc/9da9hsrA-n8/s320/keegan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; told a few jokes and loved getting his picture taken&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379215225234336578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbPvz53K0I/AAAAAAAAAts/YDq3LXC8N2M/s320/ayden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379215464707297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbP9wAqkII/AAAAAAAAAt0/hcaflH4PZCE/s320/ayden2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-643293767728631948?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/643293767728631948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=643293767728631948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/643293767728631948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/643293767728631948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-i-mean-almost-19-month-pictures.html' title='18 I mean almost 19 month pictures'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbPeCaw9-I/AAAAAAAAAtk/FoYY7PxS9wo/s72-c/keegan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2441024319869097269</id><published>2009-09-08T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:38:58.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sqa7xB5opuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/y6jzgLRAmrI/s1600-h/IMGP2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379193255938795234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sqa7xB5opuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/y6jzgLRAmrI/s320/IMGP2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden's&lt;/span&gt; first day of preschool and he was "SO EXCITED" to find that out first thing this morning. I told him yesterday that I might miss him too much and he could stay home if he wanted. He said " Mom but my teachers will be so sad if I don't go to preschool." I dropped him of at 9:00 and he didn't even hesitate. I picked him up and he walked to the car with his shoes on the wrong feet and a smile on his face (tumbling class is last and he put his shoes back on by himself) Within the first couple of minutes I found out everything about school the only rule he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remembered&lt;/span&gt; "Don't run around Crazy," and that he wanted to go back after nap time. He learned a tuck jump, a pike jump, and a leg out jump. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was worried that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; would miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and he did. I kept telling him that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; was at school today when he would say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AYDO&lt;/span&gt;" when he had his snack, went downstairs to play, went to story time, or did anything else that he usually does with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;. I think he did enjoy time with just me as we did puzzles and played hide and seek, both of which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; loves to be in charge of if he is around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; wants to do everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; does...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379194168151680178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sqa8mIKIpLI/AAAAAAAAAq8/QMCMYvEl3u4/s320/IMGP2235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379195359737406722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sqa9rfKT5QI/AAAAAAAAArE/m-EB3lBko4o/s320/IMGP2240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379198182495956754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SqbAPywZLxI/AAAAAAAAArM/TjGjPGQLLbQ/s320/IMGP2237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; for us, the camera battery was flashing 5 minutes before leaving time so I just took a few pictures before it died. I will get better pictures Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2441024319869097269?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2441024319869097269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2441024319869097269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2441024319869097269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2441024319869097269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/09/preschool.html' title='Preschool'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sqa7xB5opuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/y6jzgLRAmrI/s72-c/IMGP2236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3064772729935291342</id><published>2009-08-27T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:09:35.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREEN SPRAY PAINT</title><content type='html'>So when me and Kristopher decided to get married I started helping him mow his grandparents lawn because we were going to live in one of their apartments. One day I looked a little closer at the tree by their house and noticed it was dead and covered with green spray paint. I guess it did look a little funny but I hadn't noticed. Maybe I was just not very observant. I love to mow lawns and love doing outdoor work, but this year my lawn looks awful! When I say awful I mean I am thinking about buying some green spray paint so people might not notice that it is dead or close to it. Kris asked me to make a sign and put it up that said my wife likes to mow the lawn, so the neighbors wouldn't wonder why he never mowed.  I might not have to put up that sign anymore, because it might be his job if the lawn doesn't start looking better.  It is depressing to mow dead grass.  The company that is taking care of our lawn said too much water at first, the came back and said we weren't watering enough, then it never got better and now they say it may have a bug. I don't know. Do you think green spray paint could make it any worse at this point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-3064772729935291342?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3064772729935291342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3064772729935291342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3064772729935291342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3064772729935291342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/08/green-spray-paint.html' title='GREEN SPRAY PAINT'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3719009029129567459</id><published>2009-08-23T09:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:50:14.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-day Landon</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LANDON&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your pictures in the future we will have a hard time telling it was your birthday and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aydens&lt;/span&gt;.  Every time your dad handed you a new present you would ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; to open it and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; started to ask you if he could help you open them.  Thanks for the fun party and yummy cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SpFyUggbcpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Y4nJeBVDPQE/s1600-h/IMGP2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201527078613650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SpFyUggbcpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Y4nJeBVDPQE/s320/IMGP2205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SpFyIUVKHvI/AAAAAAAAAqk/EYlXTmFXtZE/s1600-h/IMGP2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201317651685106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SpFyIUVKHvI/AAAAAAAAAqk/EYlXTmFXtZE/s320/IMGP2200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-3719009029129567459?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3719009029129567459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3719009029129567459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3719009029129567459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3719009029129567459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-b-day-landon.html' title='Happy B-day Landon'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SpFyUggbcpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Y4nJeBVDPQE/s72-c/IMGP2205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6371828776586470754</id><published>2009-08-23T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:42:50.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben can you dance like this .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayden has great moves and when he finished he said "Dad can Ben dance like this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2lPYtPBrI/AAAAAAAAApQ/u0WKA7N8Hog/s320/IMGP2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2oHC1_KgI/AAAAAAAAApY/s7u0o_11fys/s1600-h/IMGP2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372134769498728962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2oHC1_KgI/AAAAAAAAApY/s7u0o_11fys/s320/IMGP2076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372136446530523954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2poqRhkzI/AAAAAAAAApo/mF1dgCbqlXM/s320/IMGP2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372136924735911074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2qEfuktKI/AAAAAAAAApw/Cup4IoCUhiQ/s320/IMGP2146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So This year our summer would not have been a summer without a awesome family vacation. We went to a hotel with a water park, the Hogle Zoo, The Children's Museum, and Chucky Cheeses. It was so fun to spend a couple of days with nothing to do but play and be with my family. Keegan started off definitely not too fond of the hotel and would stand by the door waiting to leave. Ayden loved it from the get go. We started off swimming in the water park at the hotel. It was so much fun. Keegan and I froze and dad and Ayden played. By the end of the vacation and three trips to the pool Ayden had figured out his life jacket and was swimming all by himself. We are so proud of him. Keegan was not scarred of anything (as usuall) and also tried to get in and out of pools by himself. The next morning we went to zoo. It was super hot and lots of fun. Keegan said WOW quite a few times and Aydens favorite zoo animal is the baby penguin. Ayden rode on the carousel and loved the bird show and the train. Keegan loved to run and watch the animals. He did not like being confined to watching a bird show or the train. Friday morning we got a late check out at the hotel, swam some more, and then headed to the park for lunch and the children's museum. Ayden and Keegan both loved the children's museum. Ayden went to a class and made snow and Keegan got soaked playing in the water. There was a helicopter on the roof at the museum and It sounded like it was going to take off. I told Ayden it might and you can tell from the picture he didn't like that. I told him it really wasn't going to and then he was ok. Chucky cheeses was the last adventure We had a blast. I won the football game 260 yards yeah! Kris came awful close, nice try honey. I let him win the basketball game so he wouldn't feel as bad but kept it very close so he didn't know I was letting him win :) We are not very competitive. Ayden mostly liked riding the rides so me and Kris won some tickets to get him two awesome sweat bands and a hammer. Keegan just liked doing whatever Ayden did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2pCC2BpHI/AAAAAAAAApg/woAvi1JDF74/s1600-h/IMGP2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372135783111173234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2pCC2BpHI/AAAAAAAAApg/woAvi1JDF74/s320/IMGP2148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2pCC2BpHI/AAAAAAAAApg/woAvi1JDF74/s1600-h/IMGP2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372139497040957890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2saOT40cI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vuWZ_hc_ZGw/s320/IMGP2187.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372142880049658354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2vfJAA-fI/AAAAAAAAAqc/teaErLWBNH8/s320/IMGP2184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372138823362126178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2rzAqVoWI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Tk7OS1nCm_s/s320/IMGP2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; dressed up as monsters from the book "Where the Wild Things Are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372137635163541362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2qt2RuD3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/mZCGrj_iIrg/s320/IMGP2166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was Car sick the whole way home and we realized again why we both wanted a vehicle with leather seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I raced in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;biathlon&lt;/span&gt;. The rain and wind made it pretty difficult but overall I was happy with my time. The boys showed up at the end to congratulate me and get me some blankets to get warm. We had an excellent weekend together and relaxed Saturday evening and Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1148599871900973223?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1148599871900973223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1148599871900973223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1148599871900973223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1148599871900973223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation.html' title='vacation...'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/So2lPYtPBrI/AAAAAAAAApQ/u0WKA7N8Hog/s72-c/IMGP2091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4484413587206109334</id><published>2009-08-11T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:46:34.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to catch up on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had so much fun this past month and summer is going by so fast. I celebrated a birthday. Kris celebrated a birthday and between those two birthdays I think we had cake at least 4 times. We celebrated our 8 year anniversary with a vacation and a little shopping in Salt Lake.  It was great to spend a couple of days with Kris. Thanks to the Grandmas and Grandpas for watching the kids. We bought a new vehicle so that when we need to we can fit more kids in the car. This in no way means that we will having another one soon but we do have one very cute nephew, some friends, and hopefully soon a couple more cute nieces or nephews. (I am not picky, and neither is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SoHz9bnQaRI/AAAAAAAAApI/FvRGda2aeF4/s1600-h/IMGP2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368840467512322322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SoHz9bnQaRI/AAAAAAAAApI/FvRGda2aeF4/s320/IMGP2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He climbed on top of the computer desk and stole my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;.  I would get pictures of him climbing but usually I am to worried to find the camera when he is doing it.  The best trick so far is climbing onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aydens&lt;/span&gt; bed into the window seal under the blinds so that only his toes were poking out when I found him.  Crazy kid.  It would have been a great picture too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; turned 18 months Sunday and went to the nursery for the first time. I don't even think he saw me leave he was off to play with the kids. We took him in for is 18 month appointment today the doctor said it was okay if he ate only one good meal every 3 days or so, this was a relief since he has been doing this for the past little while. He only weighs 19.11. I guess he probably is just burning those calories he eats right off... since he never stops. The doctor said he only had to look at him to see that he never stopped and would be quite a handful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was so good at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;.s office running back and forth across the table with the paper on it making noise and then when he was given the chance to get a treat he kept saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aydo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aydo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aydo&lt;/span&gt; until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; was given a treat too. He sure loves his brother. He didn't even cry for the shot and made sure to say goodbye to everyone in the office. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SoHzmZIYsGI/AAAAAAAAApA/ckhtNXgoCKs/s1600-h/IMGP2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368840071708979298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SoHzmZIYsGI/AAAAAAAAApA/ckhtNXgoCKs/s320/IMGP2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is such a character and I love him so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went up the canyon to find some milkweed and caterpillars to bring home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; said that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;butterflies&lt;/span&gt; wanted to be his pets too but I couldn't capture any of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt; two caterpillars in a jar can provide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; doesn't find it entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4484413587206109334?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4484413587206109334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4484413587206109334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4484413587206109334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4484413587206109334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-to-catch-up-on.html' title='So much to catch up on....'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SoHz9bnQaRI/AAAAAAAAApI/FvRGda2aeF4/s72-c/IMGP2044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6636657076561571443</id><published>2009-07-09T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:51:53.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun!</title><content type='html'>Today we went on a hike and it was so much fun. A little scary at times but fun. We started on a trail that was a bit steep and Ayden loved to check the surroundings instead of watch his feet one slip and he started paying more attention but man I have never been so nervous on a hike before. I love my boys so much and decided awe should go to a easier trail so they would be safe and I could worry a little less. So we hiked along the river trail. Keegan was in the pack on the way up, but I let him hike the whole way down or should I say ski and laugh! He would just drag his feet so I would have to pull him. He was so dusty and laughed so hard the whole way. It was so funny. I would pick him up every once and a while and he would struggle to get down. As soon as he was down he would grab for mine and Aydens hands and start dragging his feet. Ayden was such a great hiker and brother to help me drag Keegan laughing down the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZL9zD5IQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T1tRcNTWfeo/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356552331854422274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZL9zD5IQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T1tRcNTWfeo/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayden had a blast playing T-ball this year. I asked him if he liked it better than soccer. He said "Yes, because there is a park to play at after." He was really aggressive and loved to hit and field the ball. We went to the park last night and he had to run around the bases like he did in tee ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He makes us so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZMyncznhI/AAAAAAAAAi8/a20nvR-v2Kc/s1600-h/IMG_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356553239270759954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZMyncznhI/AAAAAAAAAi8/a20nvR-v2Kc/s320/IMG_1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZS7GzkPyI/AAAAAAAAAjk/BzZN6vRPVZA/s1600-h/IMGP0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559982196440866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZS7GzkPyI/AAAAAAAAAjk/BzZN6vRPVZA/s320/IMGP0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZVLaT70eI/AAAAAAAAAj8/98VZjqdeUc4/s1600-h/IMG_1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356562461333639650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZVLaT70eI/AAAAAAAAAj8/98VZjqdeUc4/s320/IMG_1228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is so silly (Just like his dad)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayden's team celebrated at there last game with cupcakes, trophies and pictures. You can tell that he was having a great time.&lt;br /&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TUMBLING- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZQooY0gWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/1_njhW99e20/s1600-h/IMGP0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356557465770295650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZQooY0gWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/1_njhW99e20/s320/IMGP0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute girl in my ward was doing tumbling lessons this summer and I am so glad we signed Ayden up. He loved the trampoline the most, and always showed me his "crazy tricks" when I would go to pick him up. On the last day of Tumbling he told me on the way home: "Mom but some kids have trampolines, but I don't, and mom but some kids have scooters, but I don't." I caved and opted to purchase the cheaper of the two items after asking dad. (dad said he didn't want a trampoline yet) . He loves to ride his scooter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZRn5bgT6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/UpfHG1gVURA/s1600-h/IMGP0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356558552676716450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZRn5bgT6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/UpfHG1gVURA/s320/IMGP0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZRn5bgT6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/UpfHG1gVURA/s1600-h/IMGP0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZRn5bgT6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/UpfHG1gVURA/s1600-h/IMGP0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZPdIhwatI/AAAAAAAAAjM/CAwD3hsfuUk/s1600-h/IMGP0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZTYbJxe9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/TUGUZAN6snQ/s1600-h/IMGP0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356560485874498514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZTYbJxe9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/TUGUZAN6snQ/s320/IMGP0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Stacy's Birthday! she would have been 32 today. She was such a sweet person and a fun sister! I love her so much and miss her a ton! Ayden said "I can't go to her birthday party cause she lives in heaven." That is right but someday we will party again with her. I loved sharing our b-day parties because lets face it she was always the entertainment and life of the parties, so I never had a boring one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Anniversay to the best parenst in the world as well! 33 years and still crazy in love. You are &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZUFkUaYYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/8T6CANUEREk/s1600-h/IMGP0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561261429154178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZUFkUaYYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/8T6CANUEREk/s320/IMGP0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;such a good example.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6636657076561571443?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6636657076561571443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6636657076561571443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6636657076561571443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6636657076561571443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SlZL9zD5IQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T1tRcNTWfeo/s72-c/IMG_1161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-3669478619342033929</id><published>2009-06-23T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T10:48:33.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>So I am a little late writing this but that doesn't mean that I mean it any less.  I have the best dads in my life.  My dad is such a great man.  He is so helpful, true, and hardworking.  I love him so much and am so grateful that he is always there to help when I need him.  My kids loved playing with there grandpa and the park last week while me and my mom were able to go on a bike ride, and no one got hurt (until I returned and started watching them) not even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; who learned how to swing standing up.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; loves to ask grandpa about farm animals and talked about playing with him all night.  Dad you still have it, you were such a fun dad and you are a fun grandpa now.  I remember some of my favorite things to do with you were, work, fish, and talk.  I will never forget our trips to the top of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wellsvilles&lt;/span&gt;.  We Love You!&lt;br /&gt;           My father in law is a great example to me and to my kids of someone who is always happy and kind.  He is also a hard worker and a great friend to everyone.  He is always willing to answer as many questions as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; dishes out.  Some of them can be really tough.  I think we will refer him to Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kofoed&lt;/span&gt; when he starts asking some of the really tough questions.  Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kofoed&lt;/span&gt; always seems to have the perfect answer. He always reminds me of what great parents me and Kris are, and how cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; is.  Thank- you We love you!&lt;br /&gt;          Kris... well I can't say enough and there is probably not enough room on this blog to tell him what a great dad he is.  Fathers day wasn't too much fun for him this year, but he did what he always does and steps up when he is needed.  The kids had so much fun with him at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;summerfest&lt;/span&gt;, making huts, making french toast on Sunday morning, and doing things boys love.  He is such a great dad to them and always has such fun.  The hut in our basement has overtook one of the rooms and I think Kris loved it almost as much or more than the kids did. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; always likes his dads advice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tries &lt;/span&gt;to have such good conversations with him. He looks up to him so much and rarely argues with him.  He is fast to take dads side if ever there is a disagreement.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; and test his patience especially at the dinner table and the staircase.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; is just trying to grow up and do what his dad does even if he is not quite old enough too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; loves to give his dad kisses at bed time and gives him the best welcome when he gets home from work screaming and running at him. We love you Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-3669478619342033929?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/3669478619342033929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=3669478619342033929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3669478619342033929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/3669478619342033929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-902328363077531537</id><published>2009-06-20T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:46:47.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO Much Rain</title><content type='html'>At our house, I think we are good and ready for Utah to be Utah and not Oregon anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sj1lW8jIFvI/AAAAAAAAAis/ZyhaES61Lxc/s1600-h/IMGP0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349543377271002866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" 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Two weeks ago she ran a 1/2 marathon for the first time. She had been training for about 14 weeks. Two days before she was suppose to run she got a real bad cold...horrible timing, I know. Anyway, she did great and got a great time...contrary to any stupid-non-thought-through comments made by her husband. Here are a few pics for proof....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9amtkrumI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9LthfSjQZWY/s1600-h/SDC10138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341087304199682658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9amtkrumI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9LthfSjQZWY/s320/SDC10138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9am8nmjdI/AAAAAAAAAic/NDib4k0VbOs/s1600-h/SDC10144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341087308238458322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9am8nmjdI/AAAAAAAAAic/NDib4k0VbOs/s320/SDC10144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9anYI03HI/AAAAAAAAAik/HHY9gxB-1g0/s1600-h/SDC10142.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9anYI03HI/AAAAAAAAAik/HHY9gxB-1g0/s1600-h/SDC10142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341087315625565298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9anYI03HI/AAAAAAAAAik/HHY9gxB-1g0/s320/SDC10142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6833060487896518406?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6833060487896518406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6833060487896518406' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6833060487896518406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6833060487896518406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/05/runner-lady.html' title='Runner Lady'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/Sh9amtkrumI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9LthfSjQZWY/s72-c/SDC10138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6564751481650849222</id><published>2009-05-18T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:28:27.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHNhBx84UI/AAAAAAAAAiI/rMng2-3C9_U/s1600-h/IMGP0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337273000708071746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHNhBx84UI/AAAAAAAAAiI/rMng2-3C9_U/s320/IMGP0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aydens first indoor soccer season is over. He loved playing and kicked the ball occasionaly. He learned how to trap, pass, dribble, and shoot the ball. He also learned not to touch it with your hands, running with your hands down is more efficent and doesn't embarass dad as much as when you run with them up, and he has an excellent cheer squad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden and his friend Will proved that soccer is fun to play especially if you hold hands and jump together down the court. His games were full of entertainment and he improved each week. The treats and kids were his favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHLTfu38oI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ELL-ntloOVw/s1600-h/IMGP0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337270569206805122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHLTfu38oI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ELL-ntloOVw/s320/IMGP0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came and supported him. TEE BALL will be his next adventure and will start in June. I hope he enjoys it as much as he did soccer and it is great for him to get out and run around a little. Now if only I could find a padded room and let Keegan go for a couple of hours to use up some of his energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337272251157559410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s320/IMGP0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHKRzS8_KI/AAAAAAAAAhw/150ic1Ag1HM/s1600-h/IMGP4098%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHM1ZfLuHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FIbk9toJtgk/s1600-h/IMGP0138.JPG"&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/3361496525630444468-6564751481650849222?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6564751481650849222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6564751481650849222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6564751481650849222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6564751481650849222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/05/aydens-first-indoor-soccer-season-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/ShHNhBx84UI/AAAAAAAAAiI/rMng2-3C9_U/s72-c/IMGP0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7206536362815848111</id><published>2009-04-17T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:19:51.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Safety and the Clock</title><content type='html'>We are planning on going to baby animals day and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; keeps asking me if it is time to go yet.  I told him not yet and then decided to show him the clock.  I showed him the digital one in the bedroom so he could see the numbers.  The next hour every minute that passed we had to do something different.  He would say, "mom it is 1059 now what do we do.  I would tell him something and he would do it and when it changed to 1100 we would do something different.  If I didn't think of something until the last seconds we would do it for seconds and then change.  We have moved on after about exactly 1 hour 17 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;The next topic... Fire Safety&lt;br /&gt;So at the library we got a book about stop, drop, and roll.  We were reading it and it said to feel if the door was warm if there was a fire, if it was you should go to the window and yell for help.  If the door was cool you should try to go outside.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; came to me, "The door is cold mom!"  We need to run out really fast to the park and play."  "The window is cold too, but it looks warm outside."  "When its warm outside we can go to the park."  "Hurry mom we should go fast."&lt;br /&gt;...And now back to what time is it now mom? Is it "One o two mom, do we leave on that one mom?"  What time is it now?" "What do we do now?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh man time is not going fast enough Keegan is asleep or we might have to run to the park fast so he would stop watching the clock.&lt;br /&gt;Maybee we will play some games instead, but they better be fast if we have a one minute time limit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7206536362815848111?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7206536362815848111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7206536362815848111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7206536362815848111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7206536362815848111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/04/fire-safety-and-clock.html' title='Fire Safety and the Clock'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-804301091781915957</id><published>2009-04-09T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:56:14.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>So its been a while since I blogged but this is what we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;:  He is so funny.  He knows where his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; is and will show it to you.  I will have to post a picture.  He loves to try and go up and down the stairs, get into everything he can, and always goes for the most dangerous things in the room.  He babbles a ton and will not leave my phone alone, so if I do not answer your call he might be the reason.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; loves to play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and copy everything he does.  He just got over his first ear infection and is cutting his bottom molars poor kid but he is very tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;:  Starts soccer next week and can't hardly wait.  He is sad that skiing is over, but has got a season pass for next year and practices making french fries and pizzas when we are driving.  He told his primary teacher that we are going to have a baby girl in a minute (Not true) but hopefully some time in the future.  His favorite movie is Bolt and he loves playing on the computer.  He had his first check up at the dentist and did great she counted all of his teeth.  He just filled his chart to get a new bike  :)  I think I am more excited than he is.  We will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; get some pictures of this.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; is having a bit of a rough go going to the babysitters but hopefully he will get used to it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris:  Is working hard as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; and is becoming quite the cook on the days I work later.  He has been watching lost and Heroes every week.  He lost to me  in the March Madness bracket competition (he hasn't said to much about it.) I guess he is used to it, I am up 3 years to 1 now.  We have stopped betting too.  I wonder why? He had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; last day skiing at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beav&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a lot of fun (I think that has Kris worried a bit).  I enjoyed a great last day skiing at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;beav&lt;/span&gt;!  I am continuing to train for my half marathon with 5 and 1/2 weeks to go.  I am so ready for Spring so that me and the boys can enjoy bike rides and picnics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-804301091781915957?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/804301091781915957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=804301091781915957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/804301091781915957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/804301091781915957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2972746698009325650</id><published>2009-03-27T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:58:40.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruined the Luck</title><content type='html'>We have had an amazingly health winter. No one has gotten sick and in fact, I think Keegan has never been sick really since he was born. Well those were my thoughts a few weeks ago and I slipped and told someone of our luck...Not only did it run out, but it slammed us hard. Who knows what weird virus but it hasn't been fun. That'll learn me good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2972746698009325650?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2972746698009325650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2972746698009325650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2972746698009325650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2972746698009325650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/03/ruined-luck.html' title='Ruined the Luck'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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-3361496525630444468.post-1636295730574431862</id><published>2009-02-20T09:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:22:22.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kofoed Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/P/storage/site1/files/08/48/32/084832_0763256b6ee9947w1i7032.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNTE1MDM2MTI2NSZwdD*xMjM1MTUwMzc3OTIxJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz**NWNmNjEyOWJmNGQ*MDZlODA*ZWFhYWZhOGRkZTQ3YQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1636295730574431862?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1636295730574431862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1636295730574431862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1636295730574431862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1636295730574431862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/02/kofoed-look-alike-meter_20.html' title='Kofoed Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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-3361496525630444468.post-872869957934084188</id><published>2009-02-20T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:17:46.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kofoed Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/P/storage/site1/files/08/44/02/084402_7616746a5ee99492rcp627.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNTE1MDA4ODY1NiZwdD*xMjM1MTUwMTAxODI4JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz**NWNmNjEyOWJmNGQ*MDZlODA*ZWFhYWZhOGRkZTQ3YQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-872869957934084188?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/872869957934084188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=872869957934084188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/872869957934084188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/872869957934084188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/02/kofoed-look-alike-meter.html' title='Kofoed Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5139569364113461868</id><published>2009-02-19T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:11:38.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful week</title><content type='html'>I have the best husband ever!!! He tried to plan a surprise get away on Valentines weekend. We did get away but the surprise got leaked, and I got to look forward to it all week. We spent Valentines day skiing and then went to Salt Lake and had an excellent time taking it easy and enjoying each others company. Thanks to the grandmas who helped watch the kids, and to a wonderful husband who planned everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; got stuffed animals and some candy. We put the animals on the couch with a card and the candy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; asked us if Santa Clause was coming to grandmas to leave valentines for him there too. I guess next year we won't put them on the couch. Smart kid always putting things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; got his one year old pictures. We snuck it in between scratches and bruises he had just recovered from a bruise and scratch on the forehead and the next day he scratched his cheek, so it was very good timing. The lady that did the photos deserved a tip that day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was so happy and nice, but every prop was moved, climbed over, or crawled under. He was all over the place. We tried laying him down.... I don't know what we were thinking he immediately tried to crawl off the stage. There are a couple of cute pictures of him looking at the pictures you can probably tell they were not easy to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3Xa_UdhzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aEpwGgaFoRk/s1600-h/keegan0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304632794786137906" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3Xa_UdhzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aEpwGgaFoRk/s320/keegan0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He pushed the ladder all the way across the stage and then stepped through it he was laughing the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304627343266966706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3Sdq1AbLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WojOTmMYkBQ/s320/keegan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304626661581235186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3R1_Wdo_I/AAAAAAAAAUU/dE3-PNOUgxc/s320/keegan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304626447037434434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3RpgHPCkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/k6VUqTsWp7Q/s320/keegan0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He climbed through the back of the bench almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; after she sat him on it and was facing the back of the studio. She hurried and spun the bench around to catch this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our department at work we have a processor. Usually I hate it.. maintenance is not fun and it breaks down sometimes, so we have to reschedule our patients which does not make them or me happy. I loved the processor Wednesday however. Tuesday work called and said it broke down, so not to worry about work on Wednesday. It just happened to snow 27" or so that day and the next day to make for a very snowy morning with my best friend at Beaver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt;. My legs are still burning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3VnTMQkaI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ETNEzQ7ySyk/s1600-h/kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304630807255617954" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3VnTMQkaI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ETNEzQ7ySyk/s320/kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3WSXpZ2fI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tRRKGZTP4JU/s1600-h/kris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304631547185977842" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3WSXpZ2fI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tRRKGZTP4JU/s320/kris1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3VBlzm_GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/H3QXeMn_lCQ/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304630159417474146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3VBlzm_GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/H3QXeMn_lCQ/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3WXnonZ0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YIg-Xh8YAsY/s1600-h/me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304631637376984898" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3WXnonZ0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YIg-Xh8YAsY/s320/me1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5139569364113461868?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5139569364113461868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5139569364113461868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5139569364113461868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5139569364113461868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-week.html' title='Wonderful week'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZ3Xa_UdhzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aEpwGgaFoRk/s72-c/keegan0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7201909944014693997</id><published>2009-02-10T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:33:12.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Keegan</title><content type='html'>Keegan's birthday was February 8th. He is 1 year old. Wow time does go by so fast. He is such a fun boy and is always doing things that make us smile. He is a great brother and Ayden loves to play with him. He is adventurous and continues to get bumps and bruises. I have been going to take his year old picture for  awhile, but so far he has had or gets bump or a bruise on his face or head everytime I think about it. If he keeps going the way he has been, I might not get a picture until at least next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301199488921810706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGk2SSqtxI/AAAAAAAAATU/7_g-UdDWpvU/s320/IMGP0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I went to Wisconsin  a few days befoe the party so Dad and Ayden made sure that everything was ready for Keegans Birthday Party. They are such  great helpers. Keegan loved the balloons they got him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a table Keegan will not leave very often. I think it has been a wonderful gift, he seems to love it, it keeps him busy and out of danger for the most part, and he and Ayden can share it really easy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301200656888709746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGl6RTrQnI/AAAAAAAAATc/ks5gimA5gJA/s320/IMGP0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301201302852217570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGmf3tYKuI/AAAAAAAAATk/RXpzVHBUHMA/s320/IMGP0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He loved his cake that me and Ayden made for him. He looked like he was going to attack it and then he tried so we took his shirt and pants of and let him go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGnwWuDLAI/AAAAAAAAATs/uMBVTg378Q8/s1600-h/IMGP0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301202685566069762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGnwWuDLAI/AAAAAAAAATs/uMBVTg378Q8/s320/IMGP0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After his first bite he said mmmm and then continued to eat. He didn't make as big of a mess as we had anticipated.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301205266611768114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGqGl3TCzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xW8CBtqbdc0/s320/IMGP0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks everyone who came to the party he got really great toys and clothes and loved every minute of it. Thanks for the Bus Kody and Megan he loves it, sorry you couldn't make it to the party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WE LOVE YOU KEEGAN!                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7201909944014693997?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7201909944014693997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7201909944014693997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7201909944014693997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7201909944014693997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-keegan.html' title='Happy Birthday Keegan'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SZGk2SSqtxI/AAAAAAAAATU/7_g-UdDWpvU/s72-c/IMGP0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5642151031294844762</id><published>2009-02-06T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:55:28.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keegan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skiing'/><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>So, we at the Kofoed house love the winter. ALesha has been waiting to take Ayden skiing since he was born and truthfully, so have I...but deep down I was alittle more nervous about it than her and keep putting it off. He's barely 3 and really doesn't get what skiing is and I would hate for him to not love something that I plan to do with him until I'm 80. Plus, they put a new knee in the family ski instructor, so I had just thought we would wait until next year to try it. But I gave in and we went because it really started to sound fun. Well, we didn't take a camera, mainly because we forgot it but that's probably better cause it would have jinxed it for sure. It started out a little rough but we didn't do any teaching, we really just wanted him to see what it was, understand that these two planks slid on the snow and want him to want to come back...and we accomplished those goals in just two runs (which actually took about 3 hours) and we went home for hot chocolate as soon as Ayden said that was what he wanted. I think we are on a great pace to get him loving it and make the olympics in 2026. Pics next time Mom, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayden loves his cousin Landon and Landon spend the night at our house the other night. Here are a few pics from that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830523961632098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzHyCaBZWI/AAAAAAAAASk/OM4QXB0kdZM/s320/IMGP0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299830517411187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzHxqARiaI/AAAAAAAAASc/Nz7MRj0jlug/s320/IMGP0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right after this was bed time and neither one of them was took excited to have to sleep in seperate rooms. They actaully acted like they had been planning all night to sleep in the same bed but a 2 year old and a 3 year old don't scheme, do they? Anyway, I didn't think it was going to work but Alesha gave in and took them in Ayden's room and told them that if they made noise it was done and after an hour of disbelief, we went to the door to make sure the quietness wasn't them being sneak, but it wasn't, they were fast asleep, side by side. I thought about the camera but knew it would wake up Keegan, captian "no sleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of Keegan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the time gone? He will be 1 tomorrow. We love him as much as we love Ayden and don't know what we would do without him in our family. We love to watch him grow and progress...but man that kid is on the go and does a good job of wearing us and his Grandma's out. Here are some pics of him from recent fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299833219139222242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzKO6ubuuI/AAAAAAAAASs/PM5g7rzi8RQ/s320/IMGP0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is he thinking about hiding when cuaght trying to empty a drawer....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299833220906926306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzKPBT4wOI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ll0pELaM_Ho/s320/IMGP0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then he trys to hide in the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299833226876121490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzKPXjDcZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/v5oWLdQpE18/s320/IMGP0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks he knows how to climb stairs but doesn't get gravity at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299833237684736242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzKP_0B0PI/AAAAAAAAATE/RU9DXGR1AcE/s320/IMGP0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299833238646886370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzKQDZbD-I/AAAAAAAAATM/M4ziYP5FbkY/s320/IMGP0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loves the Bean bag! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-5642151031294844762?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5642151031294844762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5642151031294844762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5642151031294844762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5642151031294844762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SYzHyCaBZWI/AAAAAAAAASk/OM4QXB0kdZM/s72-c/IMGP0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7721220989035184366</id><published>2009-01-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:19:02.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Seems like time just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flys &lt;/span&gt;by, especially when you have two little boys driving the bus. But life has been good to us and we have had a great Holiday season. Here are just a few of the things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Pics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maughan&lt;/span&gt; wanted a family picture for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; so we went a head and got some taken. Christie Heywood did them for us and if anyone needs some pictures to be taken, I can get you her number, she is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291723599053888402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW_6k5som5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bs4R0oadCuM/s320/%2708FamilyPics019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729351725527138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW__zwEbsGI/AAAAAAAAARc/PXZLW6aVr_Q/s320/%2708FamilyPics049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Grandma Hansen's for Christmas eve, as goes the tradition. This year we were missing a few though from our family. Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kofoed&lt;/span&gt; was home nursing a new knee that Santa brought him a few days early and Tim and Missy went back to Wisconsin to see her family. We had fun without them but did miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SWyo-gICyJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/b7PjRNNjNzs/s1600-h/IMGP0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290789453982517394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SWyo-gICyJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/b7PjRNNjNzs/s320/IMGP0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290789439048435554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SWyo9ofex2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/8MFMiv1H2i8/s320/IMGP0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SWyo-P1iRhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fKr80APu2-8/s1600-h/IMGP0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290789449609922066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SWyo-P1iRhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fKr80APu2-8/s320/IMGP0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sledding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; like Sledding might just be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;understatement&lt;/span&gt; of the year. I've never heard him laugh so hard. He especially liked the jumps. We have it on video and will see if we can get it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291725970867268050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW_8u9ZAqdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wLOUzSTOQNc/s320/IMGP0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291725978047127250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW_8vYI0ntI/AAAAAAAAAQs/BGKkCbesEKc/s320/IMGP0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729339121740482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW__zBHdKsI/AAAAAAAAARM/jAwAFV-IEcU/s320/IMGP0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729349071871986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW__zmLwH_I/AAAAAAAAARU/b__k8f8737k/s320/IMGP0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; and one of his no sleep afternoons. He had fun too when he got on the sled, but if not, he was on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291725974231447954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW_8vJ7F-ZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/S4S7RBgpnJ0/s320/IMGP0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7721220989035184366?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7721220989035184366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7721220989035184366' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7721220989035184366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7721220989035184366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SW_6k5som5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bs4R0oadCuM/s72-c/%2708FamilyPics019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-8190448408923670685</id><published>2008-12-16T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:51:07.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>I love snow and it just wasn't feeling like December without it. Now that me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; shoveled a lot of snow in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt; and my shoulders and back are a little sore it feels much more like Christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SUgtmTlLz5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/waaOQAkNi6U/s1600-h/IMGP0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280520699206422418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SUgtmTlLz5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/waaOQAkNi6U/s320/IMGP0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Santa Claus. For some reason Kristopher thinks it is like a punishment to have the kids sit on his lap, so we only asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; if he wanted to. He ran as fast as he could and jumped in his lap and then froze. He talked a little but all the hair and the hat on Santa made him a bit hard of hearing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; told him he wanted a forklift and that he had been good and then Santa gave him a candy cane and a coloring book. As we walked away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; said, "but he didn't give me a forklift mom." We told him on Christmas he might and then seemed to make him a bit happier. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280521370310262338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SUguNXozvkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zoGOu4bRG2Q/s320/IMGP0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8190448408923670685?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8190448408923670685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8190448408923670685' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8190448408923670685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8190448408923670685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SUgtmTlLz5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/waaOQAkNi6U/s72-c/IMGP0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-696493871417907588</id><published>2008-12-05T13:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:45:06.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>So I have a ton to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for. Most of all I am thankful for my family. We had so much fun this year at my parents house for Thanksgiving. As you can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; needs more cousins but don't feel too bad for him being one of few he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; spoiled. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't wait to do the things his brother does.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276419093633073346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STmbNcIWgMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ShXF7VMjqoA/s320/IMGP0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276418446945840882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STmanzCGbvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3DhfI20Z7vc/s320/IMGP0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt; Loves, Amber, Pumpkin Pie, and whipped cream.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276563492988745858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SToeilpjeII/AAAAAAAAAO0/NGqx3T8jTPY/s320/IMGP0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276421285920897218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STmdNDCf-MI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8EuM8NhP80o/s320/IMGP0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa and Kris hanging Christmas Lights. We never got Christmas lights very often as Kids but My mom and Dad do it now because Stacy Loved them so much. Christmas, Santa Claus and Diet Coke (which she always asked for) were some of her favorites. We sure miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276419914002046914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STmb9MPjn8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/dqSDpy5gZw0/s320/IMGP0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandma is always up games and playing with the kids. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loved to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;candyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-696493871417907588?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/696493871417907588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=696493871417907588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/696493871417907588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/696493871417907588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STmbNcIWgMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ShXF7VMjqoA/s72-c/IMGP0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-4919785982488635718</id><published>2008-11-30T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:28:21.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STN16tD_miI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EkDB0ZX83pQ/s1600-h/IMGP0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274689239970191906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STN16tD_miI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EkDB0ZX83pQ/s320/IMGP0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like the excite to blog comes and goes alot at our house...right now it's not with me so much but at the same time I wanted you all to know that we are around and doing okay. Oh and Ayden loves Church...more later (t-day pics coming)...kof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-4919785982488635718?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/4919785982488635718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=4919785982488635718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4919785982488635718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/4919785982488635718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/11/roller-coaster-blog.html' title='Roller Coaster Blog'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/STN16tD_miI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EkDB0ZX83pQ/s72-c/IMGP0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2628264451016395083</id><published>2008-11-03T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:54:50.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan is too funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Keegan thought the bowling pins were really fun.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a14d804c7ccdaa5c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-5463398898655572353</id><published>2008-11-03T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:24:04.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SQ_OZHgYkyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NojSb6kPs4s/s1600-h/halloween+costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SQ_OZHgYkyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NojSb6kPs4s/s320/halloween+costume.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was so fun.  The crazy grandmas and the trunk or treat were the highlights.  Keegan loved the trunk but one of the fellow trunk or treaters thought we were cruel and said "You put the baby in the trunk?" owell he liked it.  We trick or treated or trunk or treated most of the day.  Ayden was so funny when he told a neighbor who offered more than one piece of candy "no, it makes my belly ache.&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/3361496525630444468-5463398898655572353?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/5463398898655572353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=5463398898655572353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5463398898655572353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/5463398898655572353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-was-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SQ_OZHgYkyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NojSb6kPs4s/s72-c/halloween+costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-6325287842351073449</id><published>2008-11-03T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:56:15.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SQ_HmT6_bYI/AAAAAAAAANs/nfSJQ1Rn4Es/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 371px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SQ_HmT6_bYI/AAAAAAAAANs/nfSJQ1Rn4Es/s320/halloween.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Fall has been fun we went to the pumpkin walk with Landon. Ayden liked riding the bus the best. We also painted and carved pumpkins.Ayden cleaned his room he did such a great job. He told me to go out of his room it was dirty and he was busy cleaning. Hopefully he continues to enjoy cleaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-6325287842351073449?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/6325287842351073449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=6325287842351073449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6325287842351073449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/6325287842351073449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SQ_HmT6_bYI/AAAAAAAAANs/nfSJQ1Rn4Es/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-1486372733125563966</id><published>2008-10-21T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:57:41.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SP40JxbNtVI/AAAAAAAAANE/87QqNoPJi-0/s1600-h/IMGP0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259698757306266962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SP40JxbNtVI/AAAAAAAAANE/87QqNoPJi-0/s320/IMGP0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SP4zzwo_rjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/p8Eg_LeoQTE/s1600-h/IMGP0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259698379138510386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SP4zzwo_rjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/p8Eg_LeoQTE/s320/IMGP0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy B-day Ayden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-1486372733125563966?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/1486372733125563966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=1486372733125563966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1486372733125563966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/1486372733125563966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-b-day-ayden.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SP40JxbNtVI/AAAAAAAAANE/87QqNoPJi-0/s72-c/IMGP0390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-808273388188207059</id><published>2008-10-17T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:05:58.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-69ea9bceeaeec54" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D069ea9bceeaeec54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25BE2CD3C6E123C36C62828B9228A526E5353EFE.830623F7AF357F1A1868DC9E365A9A1BD88A0331%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69ea9bceeaeec54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1w8H8eTrI9cP5VTpgKg_6qSv3Eg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D069ea9bceeaeec54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25BE2CD3C6E123C36C62828B9228A526E5353EFE.830623F7AF357F1A1868DC9E365A9A1BD88A0331%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69ea9bceeaeec54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1w8H8eTrI9cP5VTpgKg_6qSv3Eg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I put this video together late the other night, thought you all would enjoy to see it. Figured it had been a while since we blogged so we owed you something different. Watch for the Halloween tease...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-808273388188207059?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=69ea9bceeaeec54&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/808273388188207059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=808273388188207059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/808273388188207059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/808273388188207059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-put-this-video-together-late-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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-3361496525630444468.post-8119255018226944930</id><published>2008-09-30T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:29:41.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://maughanfam07.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged.html"&gt;Tagged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan tagged me so here it goes…&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:Link the person who tagged you.Mention rules on your blog.Tell about 6 quirks of yours.Tell 6 fellow bloggers to do the same.Leave a comment to let them know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are 6 quirks about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I hate dirty socks.  If socks are even on my feet for 10 minutes and then off, they must not go back on.  So somedays are 3 pair days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I can't stand it when lawns are not  mowed in straight lines.  I will cut the tiniest piece or go back over a strip to make it straight.  I also have to mow back over the same line to get off the lawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love to look at a field with irrigation pipe that are straight.  There is something very satisfying about see a straight line of irrigation pipe.  If one is not straight i feel like I should go out and fix it.  Now my dad knows why the wheat was always tromped down.  I had to get the pipe straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I can't mix food.  If its allread mixed that is great, but if it isn't I must eat one until it is gone and then move onto the next item on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I can't cook in a dirty kitchen. I have to get all of the ingredients out to make the dish and then put them back one at a time after I am done using them.  Food just tastes better when the dishes are done before you start eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I hate to procrastinate.  If I know something needs to be done  I would rather have it done three weeks early than an hour early.   This usually works out great unless plans change and I have allready finished things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag  Amy, Kathy, Mandy, Amber, Jynjr, and Lisa .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8119255018226944930?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8119255018226944930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8119255018226944930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8119255018226944930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8119255018226944930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-megan-tagged-me-so-here-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-7788004362224595814</id><published>2008-09-27T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:36:24.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keegan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Where did Keegan go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; It seems that these are 4 words that are said all the time around our house these days. The kid is on the move and hard to keep from hurting himself sometimes. I wonder what the people assume at the grocery store.... Anyway, I started taking pictures of the places I caught him and here is what I got so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250843526978684354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN6-Xhy5RcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hndK0kdRWYI/s320/IMGP0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, sometimes he's got help getting lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250844143710924866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN6-7bTUcEI/AAAAAAAAAME/gwnSOAxAyU4/s320/IMGP0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes if your lucky, you'll catch him just on his way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250845626171007122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN7ARt5WIJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/V8pRBxRwDYU/s320/IMGP0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes you have to wonder what he's trying to accomplish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250845612918292450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN7AQ8hpv-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/oDT_M1NmqNM/s320/IMGP0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe we should replace the binkie with a small cow bell (more cow bell...couldn't resist), cause the binkie only aids in his plans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250845617538494514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN7ARNvMcDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ytv180L56Jk/s320/IMGP0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"You can see me though this thing.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250845624466293730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN7ARni6Q-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/9YimepxythY/s320/IMGP0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just holding this thing up for ya..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250845627558403938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN7ARzEIH2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/5MtOyc6z2BI/s320/IMGP0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, and he's standing up to next to things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250848339917962386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN7CvrZCfJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hqfGHPkW9SQ/s320/IMGP0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah, but it's fun to be parents...one adventure after another!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-7788004362224595814?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/7788004362224595814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=7788004362224595814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7788004362224595814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/7788004362224595814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-did-keegan-go.html' title='Where did Keegan go?'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN6-Xhy5RcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hndK0kdRWYI/s72-c/IMGP0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-8608319178490506363</id><published>2008-09-27T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:05:48.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember to Floss.</title><content type='html'>Ayden sure does love to floss his teeth. Actually, it ends up being more of a cheek cleaning and a lot of sucking on the string cause it tastes good. The big problem is, he can't figure out how to cut himself off a piece.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250841080771363250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN68JI9nwbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uIatA1VDO1Q/s320/IMGP0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-8608319178490506363?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/8608319178490506363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=8608319178490506363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8608319178490506363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/8608319178490506363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-to-floss.html' title='Remember to Floss.'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SN68JI9nwbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uIatA1VDO1Q/s72-c/IMGP0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-2790296637447471863</id><published>2008-09-06T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:38:06.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keegan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mullet checker'/><title type='text'>Mullet Checker 2.0</title><content type='html'>Keegan was born with a very special piece of software...I like to call it the Mullet Checker version 2.0. The way this works if I pick him up he immediately checks to make sure that his dad hasn't gone red neck and is still all business in the back. I'm sure if I picked him up and I had too much hair back there he would ask for a new Dad for sure. That or he would probably try to yank it off. - Kris&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243041128225552642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SMMGIJaluQI/AAAAAAAAALs/MUqWIi064tw/s320/IMGP0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243040783302568018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SMMF0EeiqFI/AAAAAAAAALk/KAViNMyyOuo/s320/IMGP0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-2790296637447471863?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/2790296637447471863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=2790296637447471863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2790296637447471863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/2790296637447471863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/09/mullet-checker-20.html' title='Mullet Checker 2.0'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SMMGIJaluQI/AAAAAAAAALs/MUqWIi064tw/s72-c/IMGP0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361496525630444468.post-193773104831350792</id><published>2008-08-22T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:38:27.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MiS0VgeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/B2PQpcgz2ZM/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237489043705790946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MiS0VgeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/B2PQpcgz2ZM/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is so cute and full of energy and keeps us on our toes.   The gates are up and he is moving everywhere as fast as he can. He likes to Crawl over Ayden and anything else that is in his road. He and Ayden definately have different personalities. Ayden started sobbing when Keegan crawled close to him and coughed on him. He said, " Mom he coughed on me." I hope that that is the worst thing Keegan ever does, and I hope Aydens toughens up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MUSgN42I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BvrjZHsrMNQ/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237488803103236962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MUSgN42I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BvrjZHsrMNQ/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to get some pictures of Keegan at 6 months and couldn't help getting a few of Ayden too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MFsTMkfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/iYinWqLmOkA/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237488552329908722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MFsTMkfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/iYinWqLmOkA/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I sure hope they become best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9LzS3t5-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/6Wzc99tTS6w/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237488236266121186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9LzS3t5-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/6Wzc99tTS6w/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361496525630444468-193773104831350792?l=krisandalesha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/feeds/193773104831350792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361496525630444468&amp;postID=193773104831350792' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/193773104831350792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361496525630444468/posts/default/193773104831350792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisandalesha.blogspot.com/2008/08/keegan.html' title='Keegan'/><author><name>Kris and Alesha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332309366358348343</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/_ljIUIzcyJFw/SK9MiS0VgeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/B2PQpcgz2ZM/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
