<?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-8021726510700026004</id><updated>2011-07-22T15:29:55.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurmans</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4411490352116224295</id><published>2010-01-25T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:13:27.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Rock Stars</title><content type='html'>WOW, it has been a LONG time since my last post. This just may be my annual post :) For Christmas the boys got a guitar and drum set. They love to play them and make up songs, or rock out to ones they already know (like Jesus Wants Me For a Sunbeam). I caught this last session on camera. It is kind of dark, but it sure it cute. One thing is for sure though, Adam needs to teach JJ how to hold a guitar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f4c02862ce8cfe8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f4c02862ce8cfe8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331549955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11FC5D274615CE679DE4B175FB95000193754200.3E31FB814F0E3C322FD05EB604114226C4A45CE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f4c02862ce8cfe8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGtewsIqSeznsFZ0K-nZXgC2YnpE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f4c02862ce8cfe8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331549955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11FC5D274615CE679DE4B175FB95000193754200.3E31FB814F0E3C322FD05EB604114226C4A45CE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f4c02862ce8cfe8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGtewsIqSeznsFZ0K-nZXgC2YnpE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ef7a35ef99eb0bf" 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://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ef7a35ef99eb0bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331549955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A5DA4B7D79BBAAEB3454B0F65BC500E32E1982A.77C106ABDD36E3B7E01C21BDCBE84B95BA01B4FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ef7a35ef99eb0bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dff8ByzpobwDyNiNuBmr7-XrRLhk&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://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ef7a35ef99eb0bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331549955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A5DA4B7D79BBAAEB3454B0F65BC500E32E1982A.77C106ABDD36E3B7E01C21BDCBE84B95BA01B4FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ef7a35ef99eb0bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dff8ByzpobwDyNiNuBmr7-XrRLhk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4411490352116224295?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4411490352116224295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4411490352116224295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4411490352116224295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4411490352116224295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2010/01/future-rock-stars.html' title='Future Rock Stars'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-7209451401191782279</id><published>2009-07-02T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:39:30.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer FUN</title><content type='html'>Summer is finally here, I think. On Tuesday I had to break out the pool and water toys. The boys had so much fun. As for mom, I have a very sunburned back. The kids got sunscreen on them, who knew mom is supposed to put it on too?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzimgpD0xI/AAAAAAAAAW4/whdO9uu6jIA/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzimgpD0xI/AAAAAAAAAW4/whdO9uu6jIA/s320/Summer+09+fun+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353903208261735186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzimRWEPWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IRvRFz7p0lA/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzimRWEPWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IRvRFz7p0lA/s320/Summer+09+fun+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353903204155538786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzilxijuAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FzZHYHoVhfY/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzilxijuAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/FzZHYHoVhfY/s320/Summer+09+fun+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353903195617998850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkziluNbocI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iI1n0_d55dw/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkziluNbocI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iI1n0_d55dw/s320/Summer+09+fun+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353903194724082114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-7209451401191782279?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/7209451401191782279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=7209451401191782279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7209451401191782279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7209451401191782279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer FUN'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzimgpD0xI/AAAAAAAAAW4/whdO9uu6jIA/s72-c/Summer+09+fun+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-8783315710562377493</id><published>2009-07-02T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:34:54.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Independent</title><content type='html'>This is Nicklaus trying to make his own PB&amp;J sandwich. He has to do EVERYTHING by himself!! I am in trouble with this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzhhafIV0I/AAAAAAAAAWY/eBX2WiOT1Q8/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzhhafIV0I/AAAAAAAAAWY/eBX2WiOT1Q8/s320/Summer+09+fun+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353902021198501698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzhhDloEJI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LcO-yojrie0/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzhhDloEJI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LcO-yojrie0/s320/Summer+09+fun+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353902015051731090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-8783315710562377493?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/8783315710562377493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=8783315710562377493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8783315710562377493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8783315710562377493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-independent.html' title='Mr. Independent'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzhhafIV0I/AAAAAAAAAWY/eBX2WiOT1Q8/s72-c/Summer+09+fun+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-1816394728432547943</id><published>2009-07-02T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:32:05.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Photographer</title><content type='html'>This is what you get pictures of when you let your 4 1/2 year old loose with a camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgWHvNT-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/OvCYRvDLxg4/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgWHvNT-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/OvCYRvDLxg4/s320/Summer+09+fun+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353900727675473890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgV3wYf-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/p8E7UV4xZDw/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgV3wYf-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/p8E7UV4xZDw/s320/Summer+09+fun+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353900723385434082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgVUSpLbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/paMd6GY3xYM/s1600-h/Summer+09+fun+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgVUSpLbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/paMd6GY3xYM/s320/Summer+09+fun+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353900713865457074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-1816394728432547943?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/1816394728432547943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=1816394728432547943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/1816394728432547943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/1816394728432547943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/07/future-photographer.html' title='Future Photographer'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SkzgWHvNT-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/OvCYRvDLxg4/s72-c/Summer+09+fun+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-8543792396055350583</id><published>2009-06-01T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:58:23.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nicklaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrfbfs7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VrJSGunxcrI/s1600-h/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrfbfs7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VrJSGunxcrI/s320/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342481567046415282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrG2zIqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TIoy3EutlPY/s1600-h/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrG2zIqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TIoy3EutlPY/s320/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342481560450048674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrAZ545I/AAAAAAAAAVg/PxWKqToZGHA/s1600-h/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrAZ545I/AAAAAAAAAVg/PxWKqToZGHA/s320/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342481558718243730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROq0mXzSI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JIUGVBpVyPQ/s1600-h/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROq0mXzSI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JIUGVBpVyPQ/s320/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342481555549310242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROqniPgzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/xvd4d6pAUgI/s1600-h/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROqniPgzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/xvd4d6pAUgI/s320/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342481552042328882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my baby's second birthday. I can't believe how fast the last two years have gone by! He had a sports birthday. He got new golf clubs, a golf glove, plastic golf balls, a baseball mit, and Better Batter Baseball. Nicklaus and JJ have been having so much fun playing with all the new toys. Nicklaus' favorite present was his new golf glove that JJ gave him, he is a true Thurman :) JJ was especially excited when Nicklaus opened Better Batter Baseball. It has been so much fun to have Nicklaus in our family. He is full of energy and has quite the personality!! Happy Birthday Baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-8543792396055350583?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/8543792396055350583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=8543792396055350583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8543792396055350583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8543792396055350583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-nicklaus.html' title='Happy Birthday Nicklaus'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SiROrfbfs7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VrJSGunxcrI/s72-c/Nicklaus%27+2nd+Bday+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4931997961516444641</id><published>2009-05-28T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:35:59.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogan, we will miss you!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9l7g0iyLI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gbqiIimKCWA/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9l7g0iyLI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gbqiIimKCWA/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341099756181702834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Memorial weekend started off a little sad. Adam's parents had to put their dog Hogan to sleep. As I told JJ he was old and had to go to Heaven. We will all miss you Hogies!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4931997961516444641?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4931997961516444641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4931997961516444641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4931997961516444641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4931997961516444641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/05/hogan-we-will-miss-you.html' title='Hogan, we will miss you!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9l7g0iyLI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gbqiIimKCWA/s72-c/Kay%27s+Camera+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-950380862976569613</id><published>2009-05-28T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:21:33.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9ieNSpFeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XQY2ZQA5ngE/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9ieNSpFeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XQY2ZQA5ngE/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095954188146146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9id8q6doI/AAAAAAAAAU4/QJVJcx4jNHc/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9id8q6doI/AAAAAAAAAU4/QJVJcx4jNHc/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095949726545538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9idhY3obI/AAAAAAAAAUw/oKFVFSaUjX0/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9idhY3obI/AAAAAAAAAUw/oKFVFSaUjX0/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095942403105202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9ic1FcrZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ck6QOLlSfOU/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9ic1FcrZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ck6QOLlSfOU/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095930510486930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9icitExCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Na8K9dbhzXA/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9icitExCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Na8K9dbhzXA/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095925576418338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Memorial Day we grabbed the kids, picked up Adam's parents, and headed off to Thanksgiving Point for a little family golf. It was a lot of fun. The boys love to golf (of course, they are just like their father)!!! They thought it was so much fun to be out on the golf course golfing, and they loved riding in the golf cart. Toward the end they started to get a little bored, so they decided to roll down the hills instead of play golf. It is so much fun to have the boys old enough that we can go to the golf course as a family, even if it is only for nine holes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-950380862976569613?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/950380862976569613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=950380862976569613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/950380862976569613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/950380862976569613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9ieNSpFeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XQY2ZQA5ngE/s72-c/Kay%27s+Camera+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-8937546959509012104</id><published>2009-05-28T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:10:15.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Out With Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fR3F5JDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/33EaM_EhPKA/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fR3F5JDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/33EaM_EhPKA/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092443535778866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fRmxrt9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JAQl4xU1Uhg/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fRmxrt9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JAQl4xU1Uhg/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092439156045778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fRXwa-FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Zgs3s5nJB78/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fRXwa-FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Zgs3s5nJB78/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092435124222034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fRMB7qKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1mcmZk83AyA/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fRMB7qKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1mcmZk83AyA/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092431976442018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fQ9R8oCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cgzPCMlRjl8/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fQ9R8oCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cgzPCMlRjl8/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341092428017082402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9euauv6HI/AAAAAAAAATw/HQhR0A_LPnQ/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9euauv6HI/AAAAAAAAATw/HQhR0A_LPnQ/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091834627090546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9euATCRlI/AAAAAAAAATo/t-m7saYu14A/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9euATCRlI/AAAAAAAAATo/t-m7saYu14A/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091827531531858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9et3hzQVI/AAAAAAAAATg/14eqEtzX0dI/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9et3hzQVI/AAAAAAAAATg/14eqEtzX0dI/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091825177542994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9etqc-BuI/AAAAAAAAATY/Wd-zIXWfp1Q/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9etqc-BuI/AAAAAAAAATY/Wd-zIXWfp1Q/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091821667616482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9etNZnTWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CDGXFWdNESM/s1600-h/Kay%27s+Camera+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9etNZnTWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CDGXFWdNESM/s320/Kay%27s+Camera+128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091813868916066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of years over Memorial Day weekend we have taken a little trip up to Heber and spent the day out with Thomas. The kids LOVE it. They think that we are in the Island of Sodour (sp?). This is JJ's third year and Nicklaus' first. They get to ride on Annie or Clarabell. These are the passenger trains that Thomas is pulling according to JJ. They get to see Sir Topam Hat and do a few other fun little activites. It is so much fun to see how excited the kids get over Thomas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-8937546959509012104?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/8937546959509012104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=8937546959509012104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8937546959509012104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8937546959509012104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-out-with-thomas.html' title='Day Out With Thomas'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/Sh9fR3F5JDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/33EaM_EhPKA/s72-c/Kay%27s+Camera+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4771519714477690847</id><published>2009-02-25T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:59:39.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Says I Love You Like.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVaHYR8XlI/AAAAAAAAASY/883SDaPmUWc/s1600-h/img_logo_monster-jam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVaHYR8XlI/AAAAAAAAASY/883SDaPmUWc/s320/img_logo_monster-jam.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306746818749292114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentines Day we took our kids to Monster Jam. It was soooo much fun. The boys loved it!! Nicklaus was a little scared because the trucks are so loud. When they first came out he stared to cry, but he got used to the noise. Nicklaus was very quiet the whole time we were there, so I thought maybe he didn't like it very much. Man was I wrong. He wouldn't stop talking about it the whole ride home. He still drags me to our computer to have me look at pictures of Monster Jam. Next time you see him, just ask him about it. He will tell you how the blue truck flew and the motorcycle did a flip. JJ was entertained the whole night. He thought the big monster trucks were awesome, and he thought it was pretty cool when they would go off the big jump. He also loved when a couple of them rolled over. Adam and I had a ton of fun just watching the boys and enjoying the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcCXjqfeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DzIFSh0Km9U/s1600-h/Monster+Jam+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcCXjqfeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DzIFSh0Km9U/s320/Monster+Jam+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306748931679092194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcgheq_yI/AAAAAAAAATI/oG6HuyKG4kw/s1600-h/Monster+Jam+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcgheq_yI/AAAAAAAAATI/oG6HuyKG4kw/s320/Monster+Jam+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306749449738583842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcB1wUa4I/AAAAAAAAASo/3uXh9xrPImQ/s1600-h/Monster+Jam+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcB1wUa4I/AAAAAAAAASo/3uXh9xrPImQ/s320/Monster+Jam+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306748922605366146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcB27lLDI/AAAAAAAAASg/BO_NU42IWSs/s1600-h/Monster+Jam+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcB27lLDI/AAAAAAAAASg/BO_NU42IWSs/s320/Monster+Jam+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306748922921036850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcCuYqBKI/AAAAAAAAATA/fCEAWVoDlOo/s1600-h/Monster+Jam+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVcCuYqBKI/AAAAAAAAATA/fCEAWVoDlOo/s320/Monster+Jam+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306748937806939298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4771519714477690847?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4771519714477690847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4771519714477690847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4771519714477690847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4771519714477690847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-says-i-love-you-like.html' title='Nothing Says I Love You Like.........'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SaVaHYR8XlI/AAAAAAAAASY/883SDaPmUWc/s72-c/img_logo_monster-jam.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-6007130817274528942</id><published>2008-12-31T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:13:47.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5</title><content type='html'>Top 5 things I love about......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;1. He is always willing to let me take time for me.&lt;br /&gt;2. He is HOT!!! (as in good looking)&lt;br /&gt;3. He is always trying to make me laugh, even if I am telling him to leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;4. He puts his family first. &lt;br /&gt;5. He is caring towards everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ&lt;br /&gt;1. He is full of energy and always keeps me on my toes&lt;br /&gt;2. He loves his little brother&lt;br /&gt;3. He comes up with the craziest ideas. What an imagination.&lt;br /&gt;4. He can sing along to Mama Mia, but his favorite song is the song he made up about Batman &amp; Robin. You will have to ask him to sing it :)&lt;br /&gt;5. He is going to get married in the boys temple, not the girls temple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicklaus&lt;br /&gt;1. What a personality!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. He likes to sing the Monkey and Aligator song at 3:30 in the morning in my bed :)&lt;br /&gt;3. He loves his older brother.&lt;br /&gt;4. He loves to play golf with his dad and brother.&lt;br /&gt;5. He has to do everything by himself. Since when did kids get so independent at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Parents&lt;br /&gt;1. They are always willing to help me out no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;2. They watch my kids for me while I work.&lt;br /&gt;3. My mom makes the best meals&lt;br /&gt;4. My dad adores my two boys and they adore him.&lt;br /&gt;5. They love my husband. Sometimes I think they like him more than me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother&lt;br /&gt;1. He is always there for me when I need a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;2. He is a very self motivated person.&lt;br /&gt;3. He picked the perfect sister-in-law for me. We all love Annie!&lt;br /&gt;4. He gets me free tickets to concerts.&lt;br /&gt;5. He is always happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-6007130817274528942?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/6007130817274528942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=6007130817274528942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/6007130817274528942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/6007130817274528942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-5.html' title='Top 5'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-7044654230018973725</id><published>2008-12-29T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:40:32.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cute Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvQs84KFI/AAAAAAAAARc/-M6PE9T92bc/s1600-h/The+Four+Boys+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvQs84KFI/AAAAAAAAARc/-M6PE9T92bc/s320/The+Four+Boys+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237232942721106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvP_B478I/AAAAAAAAARU/6Q_d2FttGDc/s1600-h/The+Four+Boys+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvP_B478I/AAAAAAAAARU/6Q_d2FttGDc/s320/The+Four+Boys+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237220615712706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvPo6UP4I/AAAAAAAAARM/oy4J252VzCA/s1600-h/The+Four+Boys+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvPo6UP4I/AAAAAAAAARM/oy4J252VzCA/s320/The+Four+Boys+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237214678368130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvPAVRntI/AAAAAAAAARE/8UCaRE5fkao/s1600-h/The+Four+Boys+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvPAVRntI/AAAAAAAAARE/8UCaRE5fkao/s320/The+Four+Boys+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237203785588434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvOhTnWVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DNxRza06QZg/s1600-h/The+Four+Boys+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvOhTnWVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DNxRza06QZg/s320/The+Four+Boys+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237195457124690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-7044654230018973725?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/7044654230018973725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=7044654230018973725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7044654230018973725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7044654230018973725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-of-teh-cute-boys.html' title='More Cute Boys'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SVjvQs84KFI/AAAAAAAAARc/-M6PE9T92bc/s72-c/The+Four+Boys+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-8553835709776639086</id><published>2008-12-18T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:58:20.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Boys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUsBTaccMbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DAuWaclA2hY/s1600-h/JJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUsBTaccMbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DAuWaclA2hY/s320/JJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281316421049790898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year Adam's mom buys all the grandkids matching outfits for pictures. Here is a sneak peak of the pictures we had taken. These are four very cute boys. Check out &lt;strong&gt;www.utahvalleyphoto.com&lt;/strong&gt; to find out info on who took these adorable pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-8553835709776639086?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/8553835709776639086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=8553835709776639086' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8553835709776639086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8553835709776639086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/12/cute-boys.html' title='Cute Boys!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUsBTaccMbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DAuWaclA2hY/s72-c/JJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4725859536397735734</id><published>2008-12-17T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:41:04.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUkPcEz2fBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/00Ky2-ZLqPQ/s1600-h/Xmas+2008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUkPcEz2fBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/00Ky2-ZLqPQ/s320/Xmas+2008a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280769013070593042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUkPcCFu36I/AAAAAAAAAQk/9hKEg_4-5Qw/s1600-h/Xmas+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUkPcCFu36I/AAAAAAAAAQk/9hKEg_4-5Qw/s320/Xmas+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280769012340285346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4725859536397735734?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4725859536397735734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4725859536397735734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4725859536397735734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4725859536397735734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SUkPcEz2fBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/00Ky2-ZLqPQ/s72-c/Xmas+2008a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4026840017226910451</id><published>2008-12-03T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:04:01.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxxN5QfTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/R_jUni6i8cE/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxxN5QfTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/R_jUni6i8cE/s320/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275669841356815666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxwyxX4MI/AAAAAAAAANw/7pUEnRWhfoI/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxwyxX4MI/AAAAAAAAANw/7pUEnRWhfoI/s320/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275669834075988162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxwk1o5eI/AAAAAAAAANo/1za7Wg2gg_I/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxwk1o5eI/AAAAAAAAANo/1za7Wg2gg_I/s320/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275669830335784418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Nicklaus dances he swivels his hips, so we call him Elvis. In this picture Nicklaus is dancing and happens to be holding an Elvis ornament. How Cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxwBzsG0I/AAAAAAAAANg/JyX_lrdNi0E/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxwBzsG0I/AAAAAAAAANg/JyX_lrdNi0E/s320/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275669820932365122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxvnmtacI/AAAAAAAAANY/kqo-jNklbp8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxvnmtacI/AAAAAAAAANY/kqo-jNklbp8/s320/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275669813898602946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to start a new family tradition this year. The Monday before Thanksgiving we are going to spend family night putting up our Christmas tree &amp; decorating the house. If you would have asked me to do this family tradition a few years ago I would have refused. I used to always get mad when people had their Christmas stuff up before Thanksgiving, and now I have turned into one of those people. It is just too much fun seeing your kids get excited about putting up the tree and decorating the house. Once again I am finding so much more joy in the Holiday's because of my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4026840017226910451?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4026840017226910451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4026840017226910451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4026840017226910451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4026840017226910451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/STbxxN5QfTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/R_jUni6i8cE/s72-c/Thanksgiving+%26+Family+Time+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2637013757344986196</id><published>2008-11-17T09:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:07:15.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGuSuWLzHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ba7Ho68z5uM/s1600-h/7824a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGuSuWLzHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ba7Ho68z5uM/s320/7824a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269684675702148210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyKr9bgZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rgwYj4t3Dog/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyKr9bgZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rgwYj4t3Dog/s320/Disney+on+Ice+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688935669006738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyKa_31XI/AAAAAAAAANI/tfFg88uA-ww/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyKa_31XI/AAAAAAAAANI/tfFg88uA-ww/s320/Disney+on+Ice+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688931115849074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyKDoMRiI/AAAAAAAAANA/YapyzUcYezA/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyKDoMRiI/AAAAAAAAANA/YapyzUcYezA/s320/Disney+on+Ice+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688924842509858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyJ_n_C7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/s_-TXG1nhSA/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyJ_n_C7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/s_-TXG1nhSA/s320/Disney+on+Ice+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688923767901106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyJXzWXFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/J4hnfA15CgU/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGyJXzWXFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/J4hnfA15CgU/s320/Disney+on+Ice+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688913078148178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I took the day off and Adam didn't have to work, so we had the funnest day with our little family. Adam got tickets to Disney on Ice from his work, so we took the boys. They loved it. As soon as the show started both their eyes lit up and they were so excited to see Mickey &amp; Minnie Mouse :) They were both really good during the show. Towards the end Nicklaus got a little restless and JJ started to get tired, but it was a ton of fun. Then we had to go to Barber Brothers in Orem for Adam to check up on some work stuff. They had a bunch of fun things there for the kids to do. JJ got his face painted like Spiderman and Nicklaus got a spider painted on his cheek. They had a big blow up tent to jump in, so the kids had fun doing that. They had a little train to ride in around the parking lot and a magician. The kids had a blast. We were all very tired by the time we left to go home. It was so much fun to spend the day with my family. I can't remember the last time all four of us where together for an entire day. I loved it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2637013757344986196?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2637013757344986196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2637013757344986196' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2637013757344986196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2637013757344986196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SSGuSuWLzHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ba7Ho68z5uM/s72-c/7824a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2328768867840871663</id><published>2008-11-12T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:41:42.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged... Lucky 7's</title><content type='html'>7 things I can do...&lt;br /&gt;1. Make good desserts&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat those desserts that I make&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleep all day&lt;br /&gt;4. Fall asleep in less than two minutes&lt;br /&gt;5. Change a diaper really fast so nothing gets squirted on me.&lt;br /&gt;6. Whistle with my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;7. Talk on the phone all day long with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can not do...&lt;br /&gt;1. Be flexible&lt;br /&gt;2. Not stress &lt;br /&gt;3. Go a day without talking to my mom (unless we are somewhere our phones can't reach)&lt;br /&gt;4. Find time for everything in my life&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop drinking Mountain Dew, I am so addicted&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat healthy so I can lose weight&lt;br /&gt;7. have self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that attracted me to Adam...&lt;br /&gt;1. His smile&lt;br /&gt;2. His eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. His great summer tan&lt;br /&gt;4. He is the least judgmental person I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;5. His feet, he has perfect feet. Next time you see him take a look. You won't be able to resist him either after you see them&lt;br /&gt;6. He is a great kisser :)&lt;br /&gt;7. His family. I love his family they are so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Admirations...&lt;br /&gt;1. Adam - non judgmental people&lt;br /&gt;2. Heidi - people who know how to stay motivated and have strong willpower&lt;br /&gt;3. My Mom - selfless people. People who are always thinking of others&lt;br /&gt;4. My Aunt Suzie &amp; Uncle Wilf - People who make great sacrifices and are wonderful examples to others.&lt;br /&gt;5. My Dad - People who are caring and believe in their Country and what it stands for.&lt;br /&gt;6. Jamie - People who can make anything happen, especially when they put their heart and mind into it.&lt;br /&gt;7. My Kids - Their lives are so simple and I need to remember to make my life more like theirs. They are fun and always full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite Food...&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything homemade that I don't have to cook.&lt;br /&gt;2. Asian Star - pon pon chicken&lt;br /&gt;3. Cafe Rio - pork salad&lt;br /&gt;4. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;5. Brownies&lt;br /&gt;6. Homemade soup especially chicken noodle&lt;br /&gt;7. Chick Fila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 TV Show I like to watch...&lt;br /&gt;1. Chuck&lt;br /&gt;2. Grey's Anatomy (I am losing my excitement for this show)&lt;br /&gt;3. Ghost Whisperer&lt;br /&gt;4. 90210 (the new one)&lt;br /&gt;5. Dancing With the Stars&lt;br /&gt;6. The Hills&lt;br /&gt;7. Oprah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things on my wish list...&lt;br /&gt;1. clothes&lt;br /&gt;2. shoes&lt;br /&gt;3. new car preferably a minivan&lt;br /&gt;4. my real hair to be as long as my extensions&lt;br /&gt;5. new carpet&lt;br /&gt;6. Cemented RV pad on the side of our house&lt;br /&gt;7. MONEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag anyone who wants to have a little fun and list their lucky 7's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2328768867840871663?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2328768867840871663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2328768867840871663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2328768867840871663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2328768867840871663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-lucky-7s.html' title='Tagged... Lucky 7&apos;s'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-5128032355932065057</id><published>2008-11-03T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:16:04.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SQ8xATsBfaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R3c_npCXv4Y/s1600-h/halloween+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SQ8xATsBfaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R3c_npCXv4Y/s320/halloween+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264480370774080930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SQ8w_lyndpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Rh3EkH8CT-Y/s1600-h/halloween+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SQ8w_lyndpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Rh3EkH8CT-Y/s320/halloween+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264480358453704338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that Halloween gets more and more exciting the older my kids get. JJ was so excited to be Batman this year. Once he put on his costume he really thought he was Batman and would be off to find the Joker. When Nicklaus had on his costume JJ would not let us call him by his real name, we had to call him Robin. Even though Halloween is over JJ is still asking me when his next Halloween party will be. This is by far his favorite holiday. I hope everyone enjoyed their Halloween as much as we did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-5128032355932065057?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/5128032355932065057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=5128032355932065057' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/5128032355932065057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/5128032355932065057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SQ8xATsBfaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R3c_npCXv4Y/s72-c/halloween+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-444757517827101471</id><published>2008-10-20T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:47:47.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Band Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMPLWFCI/AAAAAAAAALY/vsnF_p42m3w/s1600-h/The+cab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMPLWFCI/AAAAAAAAALY/vsnF_p42m3w/s200/The+cab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259383239815336994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMdzY-kI/AAAAAAAAALg/8ON_GLOLNTk/s1600-h/plain+white+t%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMdzY-kI/AAAAAAAAALg/8ON_GLOLNTk/s200/plain+white+t%27s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259383243741395522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMRtLzBI/AAAAAAAAALo/eBV0pmGqoTM/s1600-h/dashboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMRtLzBI/AAAAAAAAALo/eBV0pmGqoTM/s200/dashboard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259383240494140434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMzflU3I/AAAAAAAAALw/Jjx3mk3L12Q/s1600-h/panic+at+the+disco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMzflU3I/AAAAAAAAALw/Jjx3mk3L12Q/s200/panic+at+the+disco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259383249563898738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first have to say thanks to my brother who scored me tickets to this concert, I have the best brother in the world!! Last Thursday I took my husband to the Rock Band Live tour and it was by far the best concert I have ever been to!!!! The first band to perform was The Cab. They were okay but they need to learn to entertain the audience a little better, I am sure this will come with a little more experience. Then Plain White T's came on and where awesome. They performed "Hey There Deliah" which I was very pleased with. Next my VERY favorite Dashboard Confessional came on stage. I have the biggest crush on Chris Carrabba! He has the most amazing voice and is HOT. He knows how to entertain a crowd, he is hilarious!! Don't worry I still think my husband is the most amazing and good looking man alive :) Last Panic at the Disco came on stage to finish off the show. They were good, but for me nothing can compare to Dashboard. I am sorry for all of those who missed this spectacular event, maybe you can try to catch it next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-444757517827101471?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/444757517827101471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=444757517827101471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/444757517827101471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/444757517827101471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/10/rock-band-live.html' title='Rock Band Live'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SP0VMPLWFCI/AAAAAAAAALY/vsnF_p42m3w/s72-c/The+cab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4625298314161720411</id><published>2008-10-15T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:06:22.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Your Hair Stylist??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SPYhG3rx4PI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-qEB_hO1X_k/s1600-h/FoxiLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SPYhG3rx4PI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-qEB_hO1X_k/s200/FoxiLogo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257426016912138482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I have started selling hair extensions. I am the sales rep. for Salt Lake County. So you are probably wondering why I am sharing this information?? I am looking for any and all referrals I can get. If you go to or know someone that does hair extensions I would love to talk to them about our product. We have an introductory package right now that will get them free hair and beads. If you know anyone that would be interested please give them my name or let me know and I will contact them. Thanks for the help!!! www.foxihair.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4625298314161720411?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4625298314161720411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4625298314161720411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4625298314161720411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4625298314161720411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/10/whos-your-hair-stylist.html' title='Who&apos;s Your Hair Stylist??'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SPYhG3rx4PI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-qEB_hO1X_k/s72-c/FoxiLogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2017202295754769804</id><published>2008-10-01T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:56:36.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I sir.... UTAH Man Am I</title><content type='html'>JJ at the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQNfV_fxdI/AAAAAAAAALA/ihq5Daz0-0k/s1600-h/game+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQNfV_fxdI/AAAAAAAAALA/ihq5Daz0-0k/s200/game+day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252337897551414738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQNfnrXfOI/AAAAAAAAALI/7KKG3yvEkE4/s1600-h/Ute+fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQNfnrXfOI/AAAAAAAAALI/7KKG3yvEkE4/s200/Ute+fan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252337902298823906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;JJ &amp; Adam posing for mom after the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQLOJa8CqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gsKbq4sunDg/s1600-h/mtns+%26+ute+game+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252335403095820962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQLOJa8CqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gsKbq4sunDg/s200/mtns+%26+ute+game+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQLOzJbxVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/W05mLOLbqi0/s1600-h/mtns+%26+ute+game+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252335414296692050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQLOzJbxVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/W05mLOLbqi0/s200/mtns+%26+ute+game+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQLPOKli3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Vl6TB61b1A8/s1600-h/mtns+%26+ute+game+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252335421549284210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQLPOKli3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Vl6TB61b1A8/s200/mtns+%26+ute+game+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday Adam took JJ to his first Utah football game. Adam was so excited to be able to take his son to a football game. They had so much fun eating hot dogs and bonding!! Adam said JJ would stand up and cheer every time Utah made a play. JJ was also excited because he got to ride tracks (the train) to Sandy where I picked them up. What a site that was. I was waiting for them to get off tracks when all of the sudden I see JJ walk off tracks with a huge red and white wig on. What a cute little Utah fan he was :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2017202295754769804?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2017202295754769804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2017202295754769804' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2017202295754769804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2017202295754769804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-am-i-sir.html' title='Who am I sir.... UTAH Man Am I'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SOQNfV_fxdI/AAAAAAAAALA/ihq5Daz0-0k/s72-c/game+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-8653583394424922279</id><published>2008-08-27T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:59:42.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicklaus Kneewalker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLa8Gu4qEYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-1h7B35sC5Q/s1600-h/summer+fun+08+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLa8Gu4qEYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-1h7B35sC5Q/s200/summer+fun+08+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239582040343056770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLa8HB1RG3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2J6LEOkC6mQ/s1600-h/summer+fun+08+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLa8HB1RG3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2J6LEOkC6mQ/s200/summer+fun+08+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239582045429111666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs Luke Skywalker when you have Nicklaus Kneewalker?? Nicklaus is completely capable of walking on his feet, but he prefers to walk on his knees. If you put a ball in front of him and tell him to kick the ball, he will walk on his feet all around the room kicking the ball. If you take the ball away and tell him to walk across the room, he will drop down to his knees and walk across the room on his knees. I guess he thinks he will get around faster that way. Nicklaus is such a character. He just has a little mind of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5eeb5d72bf9f4b40" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5eeb5d72bf9f4b40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331549955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FA5B0E193E3EE1885B0C2CDF8FB8C5F2FEC52E.67856D39E79A21A3F6D76DFDCFE9D7BE8BB4D7A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5eeb5d72bf9f4b40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr2WZbyy6Iq3W6Akdysv2kL9EQEU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5eeb5d72bf9f4b40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331549955%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FA5B0E193E3EE1885B0C2CDF8FB8C5F2FEC52E.67856D39E79A21A3F6D76DFDCFE9D7BE8BB4D7A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5eeb5d72bf9f4b40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr2WZbyy6Iq3W6Akdysv2kL9EQEU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-8653583394424922279?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5eeb5d72bf9f4b40&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/8653583394424922279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=8653583394424922279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8653583394424922279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/8653583394424922279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/08/nicklaus-kneewalker_27.html' title='Nicklaus Kneewalker'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLa8Gu4qEYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-1h7B35sC5Q/s72-c/summer+fun+08+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-912676048595249581</id><published>2008-08-27T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:00:49.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Pre-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLWiTuTRkrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZsQqOtxMrno/s1600-h/JJ+first+day+of+school+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLWiTuTRkrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZsQqOtxMrno/s200/JJ+first+day+of+school+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239272201245528754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLWiTwGayRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/z-615cAJf_U/s1600-h/JJ+first+day+of+school+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLWiTwGayRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/z-615cAJf_U/s200/JJ+first+day+of+school+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239272201728477458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was JJ's first day of school. He was so excited. When we pulled up he was out of the car before I even had a chance to turn it off. He ran all the way up to the door, straight past his teacher and down the stairs to his classroom. He was extra excited because Maya was in his class. I asked him what he did at school and he said played on the slides and played trains. He had so much fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-912676048595249581?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/912676048595249581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=912676048595249581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/912676048595249581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/912676048595249581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-pre-school.html' title='First Day of Pre-School'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SLWiTuTRkrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZsQqOtxMrno/s72-c/JJ+first+day+of+school+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2210964961745503368</id><published>2008-08-09T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:21:06.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag you are it</title><content type='html'>How to play this game of tag: Post these rules on your blog. List: 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joys:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading a good book &lt;br /&gt;2. Spending time with my ENTIRE family&lt;br /&gt;3. My new golf lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fears:&lt;br /&gt;1. Losing someone I love&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting in a car accident&lt;br /&gt;3. Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals:&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing in the Women's State Am (this is where my golf lessons will come in handy)&lt;br /&gt;2. Raising polite and well behaved children&lt;br /&gt;3. Going on a mission with my husband when we are old and gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obessions&lt;br /&gt;1. Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;2. Doing things by myself without any help (I hate asking people for help)&lt;br /&gt;3. Golf (this one started since I have been taking golf lessons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprising facts about myself&lt;br /&gt;1. I can whistle with my toungue&lt;br /&gt;2. After I write something down if I don't like how it looks, I have to rewrite it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have had a job ever since I was 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag to Heidi, Bonnie, Megan, Annie, and Erin(Just trying to get her to make one more post :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2210964961745503368?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2210964961745503368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2210964961745503368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2210964961745503368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2210964961745503368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/08/tag-you-are-it.html' title='Tag you are it'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-694097535337989789</id><published>2008-07-07T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:21:48.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>So on the fourth of July my boys woke me up at about 7 o'clock. I decided since we were up, I would take them to see what a real parade is all about. I took them to my parent's house to watch the neighborhood parade :) It only lasted five or ten minutes, but it was so much fun for my kids. They came away with a sack full of candy. It was fun for me to sit back and reminisce about all the years I was in that parade. I decided next year I am going to do a float and put my kids in the parade. Here are some pics for all to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-vcX4HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LaejmDwRoNo/s1600-h/july.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-vcX4HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LaejmDwRoNo/s200/july.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220322857381781618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-zs8KGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wUgFyuCG1bk/s1600-h/july1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-zs8KGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wUgFyuCG1bk/s200/july1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220322858525010018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP--tUhCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Nw8SX5Z1wKY/s1600-h/july2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP--tUhCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Nw8SX5Z1wKY/s200/july2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220322861479396386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-ynvATI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_tGoVJkUjCo/s1600-h/july4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-ynvATI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_tGoVJkUjCo/s200/july4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220322858234741042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP_DIcNzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/K3vsMaa285E/s1600-h/july5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP_DIcNzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/K3vsMaa285E/s200/july5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220322862666889010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-694097535337989789?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/694097535337989789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=694097535337989789' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/694097535337989789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/694097535337989789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHJP-vcX4HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LaejmDwRoNo/s72-c/july.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2113428040716735653</id><published>2008-07-07T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:10:03.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Concerts Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI6leG7EAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5Qj6AwMfoag/s1600-h/poison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI6leG7EAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5Qj6AwMfoag/s200/poison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220299333487497218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I officially have the best brother EVER!! To add to my summer concert series, Jamie got me tickets to Poison. First I have to admit that I have always had a huge crush on Bret Micheals!! Big hair eighties rock band, what is there not to like?? I also have to admit I was a viewer of Bret Michaels Rock of Love I &amp; II. The concert was awsome!! The best part was Jamie snuk me onto the floor. I went from top row lower bowl seats to seventh row on the floor. I have never been this close at a concert before. It was so much fun. I felt like I was eighteen again singing and dancing along with Poison. I am sure I looked just like I was eighteen with my awsome dance skills :) Here are some pics of the concert. They are not the greatest, but what do you expect they were taken from my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI_o0AqxQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ltxp7DRANIg/s1600-h/poison1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI_o0AqxQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ltxp7DRANIg/s200/poison1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220304888464590082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI_o9HKLKI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f-4LgYbTyu0/s1600-h/poison3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI_o9HKLKI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f-4LgYbTyu0/s200/poison3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220304890907733154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI_pCFKcII/AAAAAAAAAHk/bxCORtPv9q8/s1600-h/poison7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI_pCFKcII/AAAAAAAAAHk/bxCORtPv9q8/s200/poison7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220304892241539202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2113428040716735653?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2113428040716735653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2113428040716735653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2113428040716735653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2113428040716735653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-concerts-part-2.html' title='Summer Concerts Part 2'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SHI6leG7EAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5Qj6AwMfoag/s72-c/poison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2682908913447998254</id><published>2008-07-01T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:54:14.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Star Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqXsWEPhgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/v4gsln-UvTs/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqXsWEPhgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/v4gsln-UvTs/s200/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149906355553794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqXst11JsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vxq9KBnX7zw/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqXst11JsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vxq9KBnX7zw/s200/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149912737556162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ calls these his Rock Star glasses. He put them on Nicklaus and himself, then he wanted me to take pictures. Aren't kids great!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2682908913447998254?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2682908913447998254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2682908913447998254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2682908913447998254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2682908913447998254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/07/rock-star-glasses.html' title='Rock Star Glasses'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqXsWEPhgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/v4gsln-UvTs/s72-c/DSC01285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-1748574954693477931</id><published>2008-06-30T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:40:07.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Concerts Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqVpd2hJfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rP6K-m5IS-Y/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqVpd2hJfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rP6K-m5IS-Y/s200/DSC01272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218147657882609138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I have to start out by saying I have the best brother EVER!!!! Jamie called me Wednesday night and asked me what I was doing on Friday night. I said, "just the usual, nothing." He then replied by asking "I have two Tim McGraw tickets do you want them?" OF COURSE I DID. Who in their right mind would not want to go and see Tim McGraw?? (Heidi) :) So Friday night we dropped our kids off with Heidi (thanks for saving me last minute) and went to meet up for dinner at Tepanyaki before the concert with my brother and some of his friends. After dinner we headed over to Usana Amphitheatre for the concert. It was so much fun. I have to say that Tim is pretty easy on the eyes!! I could have watched him sing all night long!! This Thursday I am going to the Poison concert. I will have to fill everyone in on that concert next week with my summer concerts part 2. Here are some pictures of Tim for everyone to enjoy. They are not quite the same as seeing him in person though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGkWWN6gKfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a6y8sQ6q4Gc/s1600-h/tim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGkWWN6gKfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a6y8sQ6q4Gc/s200/tim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217726214233401842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGkWWUKwIlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZWVo0YhF_IA/s1600-h/tim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGkWWUKwIlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZWVo0YhF_IA/s200/tim2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217726215912170066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-1748574954693477931?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/1748574954693477931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=1748574954693477931' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/1748574954693477931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/1748574954693477931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-concerts-part-1.html' title='Summer Concerts Part 1'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SGqVpd2hJfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rP6K-m5IS-Y/s72-c/DSC01272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2612706243807512616</id><published>2008-06-02T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:31:00.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nicklaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuGiVJCGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GT1b008zZ8g/s1600-h/Nick1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuGiVJCGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GT1b008zZ8g/s200/Nick1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207337758976706658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuHSVJCHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tpzRKwz4w6o/s1600-h/Nick3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuHSVJCHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tpzRKwz4w6o/s200/Nick3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207337771861608562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuIiVJCII/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ma8-4Rm-F6I/s1600-h/nick4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuIiVJCII/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ma8-4Rm-F6I/s200/nick4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207337793336445058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Niclaus' first birthday!! I can't believe my baby is a year old. Times goes by so fast!! It has been so fun to see his little personality develope the older he gets. He is truly the Thurmanator of our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2612706243807512616?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2612706243807512616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2612706243807512616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2612706243807512616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2612706243807512616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-nicklaus.html' title='Happy Birthday Nicklaus'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SEQuGiVJCGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GT1b008zZ8g/s72-c/Nick1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2254442728115207766</id><published>2008-05-29T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:31:32.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxSVJCBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EWo4MCb-mFI/s1600-h/4wheels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxSVJCBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EWo4MCb-mFI/s200/4wheels.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205833261997688850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxiVJCCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ggDqGUyO1-M/s1600-h/campfire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxiVJCCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ggDqGUyO1-M/s200/campfire.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205833266292656162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxiVJCDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mMQp8pJyD54/s1600-h/pappa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxiVJCDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mMQp8pJyD54/s200/pappa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205833266292656178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxyVJCEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CcaxqSG3Tl4/s1600-h/nick1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxyVJCEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CcaxqSG3Tl4/s200/nick1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205833270587623490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VyCVJCFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ILpuvUKMlGc/s1600-h/fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VyCVJCFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ILpuvUKMlGc/s200/fish.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205833274882590802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we had crappy weather, we still managed to have fun. Saturday I took JJ up to my parent's property just east of Nephi. He had so much fun hanging out with Pappa in the mountains at the cabin. Then on Sunday we went to Adam's parents house for dinner and to hang out with Annie and Caleb one last time before they left town again. JJ and Nicklaus love playing with their aunts and uncles, they are much more fun than boring mom and dad. Then on Monday we had a BBQ with our neighbors. They have two little girls that JJ adores and loves to play with. It is always fun to spend extra time with family and friends!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2254442728115207766?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2254442728115207766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2254442728115207766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2254442728115207766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2254442728115207766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SD7VxSVJCBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EWo4MCb-mFI/s72-c/4wheels.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-7564556876253853272</id><published>2008-05-12T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:37:46.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Kids Club</title><content type='html'>I was just wondering if anyone was a member of utah kids club? I was told about it today and looked it up at www.utahkidsclub.com. It looks like a good idea and isn't that expensive to join. I was just wondering if any of you readers have signed up or know more about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-7564556876253853272?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/7564556876253853272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=7564556876253853272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7564556876253853272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7564556876253853272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/05/utah-kids-club.html' title='Utah Kids Club'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-6667290664485069514</id><published>2008-04-28T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T13:59:48.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meal Time</title><content type='html'>I have such an independant 11 month old. Nicklaus is always wanting to do things for himself. This also includes feeding himself. He only likes to eat things that he can pick up with his own fingers and eat. If I try to feed him baby food he wants nothing to do with it. As soon as I give him a spoon and let him feed himslef he is all over it, or should I say it is all over him :) It has been fun to see his little personality come alive the older he gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYxvYJLkZI/AAAAAAAAADM/2ZWmqxkcnrA/s1600-h/Nickfood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYxvYJLkZI/AAAAAAAAADM/2ZWmqxkcnrA/s200/Nickfood.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194393910223016338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYxvoJLkaI/AAAAAAAAADU/uB98kHi_pPA/s1600-h/nickfood2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYxvoJLkaI/AAAAAAAAADU/uB98kHi_pPA/s200/nickfood2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194393914517983650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-6667290664485069514?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/6667290664485069514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=6667290664485069514' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/6667290664485069514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/6667290664485069514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/04/meal-time.html' title='Meal Time'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYxvYJLkZI/AAAAAAAAADM/2ZWmqxkcnrA/s72-c/Nickfood.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-5846566536797684314</id><published>2008-04-23T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:56:38.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun in the sun at the beach</title><content type='html'>It was so nice to get the kids out and play in the sun. A few weeks ago when we had a really nice day, Heidi and I walked down to Utah Lake to let the kids play (or Utah Jazz Basketball Lake as JJ calls it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYp4oJLkWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4K8O9YI4fU0/s1600-h/jjbeach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYp4oJLkWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4K8O9YI4fU0/s200/jjbeach.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194385273043784034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the snow on the mountains. Only in Utah will you be playing on the beach with snow in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYqjYJLkXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cExhkpCpdYI/s1600-h/jjmaya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYqjYJLkXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cExhkpCpdYI/s200/jjmaya.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194386007483191666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ and Maya playing in the sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYq-4JLkYI/AAAAAAAAADE/lMCD1ELzNUY/s1600-h/nick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYq-4JLkYI/AAAAAAAAADE/lMCD1ELzNUY/s200/nick.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194386479929594242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicklaus enjoying the sand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was such a nice day, I can't wait for more warm days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-5846566536797684314?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/5846566536797684314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=5846566536797684314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/5846566536797684314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/5846566536797684314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-in-sun-at-beach.html' title='fun in the sun at the beach'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SBYp4oJLkWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4K8O9YI4fU0/s72-c/jjbeach.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-3355889405684812583</id><published>2008-04-16T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:10:58.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have been a slacker lately on my blog. We are already in the middle of April and I haven't made a post since the end of March. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time thinking of things to post, I must have a boring life. I know with two kids how can you have a boring life. I guess I just need to be more creative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing the past month? Working, being a mom and having alot of fun play dates with Heidi and her cute kids. I will have to post some pictures of us playing at Utah Lake in the warm spring weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with what my wonderful three year old told me yesterday. We were at McDonalds playing in the play land. When it was time to leave JJ kept running away from me. Finally I got him in the car....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom "JJ I am very angry with you for not listening to me and running away from me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ "Mom! I was just freakin' playing in the slides."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to turn away so he wouldn't see me laugh. What am I going to do with this kid :)??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-3355889405684812583?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/3355889405684812583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=3355889405684812583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/3355889405684812583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/3355889405684812583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-alive.html' title='Here I am!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-3689880443208269692</id><published>2008-03-27T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:31:48.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want summer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYXgTYdvI/AAAAAAAAACc/gha0KM5PmLg/s1600-h/03252007+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYXgTYdvI/AAAAAAAAACc/gha0KM5PmLg/s200/03252007+197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182614432028063474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYYATYdwI/AAAAAAAAACk/8Z_t9-zk3iw/s1600-h/03252007+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYYATYdwI/AAAAAAAAACk/8Z_t9-zk3iw/s200/03252007+145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182614440617998082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYYQTYdxI/AAAAAAAAACs/jJqXBg3AHBw/s1600-h/03252007+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYYQTYdxI/AAAAAAAAACs/jJqXBg3AHBw/s200/03252007+201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182614444912965394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking through my pictures and found these of us boating last year on Utah Lake with my brother. JJ was driving the boat with his dad, with Uncle Jamie, and swimming with Aunt Annie. I want summer!! It has been so nice to be able to go outside with the kids this past week. I hate when the weather toys with my emotions like this.... cold warm cold, snow sun rain....just give me the warm summer SUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-3689880443208269692?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/3689880443208269692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=3689880443208269692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/3689880443208269692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/3689880443208269692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-summer.html' title='I want summer!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xYXgTYdvI/AAAAAAAAACc/gha0KM5PmLg/s72-c/03252007+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-1629885120670866949</id><published>2008-03-27T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:51:45.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JJ as Turk (this is for all of you Scrubs fans)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOhQTYdsI/AAAAAAAAACE/pk-WqH5g2pA/s1600-h/03252007+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOhQTYdsI/AAAAAAAAACE/pk-WqH5g2pA/s200/03252007+428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182603604415510210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOhgTYdtI/AAAAAAAAACM/EuR7Sw4ljdU/s1600-h/03252007+430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOhgTYdtI/AAAAAAAAACM/EuR7Sw4ljdU/s200/03252007+430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182603608710477522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOiATYduI/AAAAAAAAACU/V06QdIV22DA/s1600-h/03252007+431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOiATYduI/AAAAAAAAACU/V06QdIV22DA/s200/03252007+431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182603617300412130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of my favorite all time episodes of Scrubs is the airbanding episode. For those of you who don't watch Scrubs let me tell you a little about this episode. There are some guys that work in the hospital that want to start their own airband. They are holding rehearsals and Turk trys out for the lead singer. He mouths the words and dances to "Poison" by Bell Biv DeVoe. Well JJ watched this with us and started dancing like Turk. It is the cutest thing!! I wish I could find my vidoe camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-1629885120670866949?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/1629885120670866949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=1629885120670866949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/1629885120670866949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/1629885120670866949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/03/jj-as-turk-this-is-for-all-of-you.html' title='JJ as Turk (this is for all of you Scrubs fans)'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R-xOhQTYdsI/AAAAAAAAACE/pk-WqH5g2pA/s72-c/03252007+428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-6733549382697091843</id><published>2008-03-05T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:29:33.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a book to read??</title><content type='html'>I have read a couple of good books lately that are a pretty easy read if anyone is interested and looking for something to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first book is &lt;em&gt;Same Kind of Different As Me &lt;/em&gt;by Ron Hall &amp; Denver Moore. This book kind of stared out a little slow, but if you hang in there it gets better and is well worth reading to the end! This book is a tear jerker. It has a wonderful message about giving, serving and being selfless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second book is &lt;em&gt;Don't Sweat the Small Stuff...and it's All Small Stuff&lt;/em&gt; by Richard Carlson. This book has been around for EVER, but I have never taken the time to read it. It has some really good ideas about how to make your life more positive. It has helped me to focus more on others instead of myself. I think this is a book I will be refering back to in my life when I need to do a self evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read these I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-6733549382697091843?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/6733549382697091843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=6733549382697091843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/6733549382697091843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/6733549382697091843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/03/looking-for-book-to-read.html' title='Looking for a book to read??'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2510802947420852617</id><published>2008-03-05T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:20:11.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I was tagged by Heidi and I am finally following through.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working at Jerry Seiner Car Dealership as a receptionist. I was going out dancing every weekend at The Bay (hahahahaha). Other than that I was probably at home watching MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Encinata Mexico. I went on a short three day cruise from California to Encinata for my 16th birthday. It was a fun gettaway.&lt;br /&gt;2. U.S. Women's Open. I went to Oregon to see my sister - in - law play golf in the women's open the summer before I married Adam&lt;br /&gt;3. Canada. When I was twelve my family and I got in an RV and took a road trip up to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;4. The four corners. I have stood in four different states at the same time Utah, Colorado, Arizona, New Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;5. Boston. This is the farthest place I have travled. I went there to pick up my friend Becky from her mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CLEAN my house&lt;br /&gt;2. go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;3. there are a few books that are on my list that I want to read. The Laws of Attraction, The Secret, and Sherry Dew's new book I can't remeber the name.&lt;br /&gt;4. make more time for my husband. We have had two sick kids the last couple of weeks, so my poor husband has been neglected.&lt;br /&gt;5. find a way to make/win a million dollar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you might not know about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You will have to check out my 100 list and see if you can find five things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2510802947420852617?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2510802947420852617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2510802947420852617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2510802947420852617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2510802947420852617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-3304127864875045089</id><published>2008-02-21T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:16:23.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things you might or might not know about Angie</title><content type='html'>1. I am addicted to Mountain Dew, it is my morning coffee&lt;br /&gt;2. I have had a job since I was 14.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish I could keep my house clean.&lt;br /&gt;4. My favorite color is blue&lt;br /&gt;5. I was a BUY fan for 24 years, and then my husband helped me&lt;br /&gt;        see the light and I went to the red side &lt;br /&gt;6. I have walked down the isle three times with my husband and &lt;br /&gt;        only once was our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have had my current job for almost seven years. &lt;br /&gt;8. I wish that comments about my weight affected me so I would be &lt;br /&gt;        motivated to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;9. I wish I had as much energy as my two year old.&lt;br /&gt;10. I bite my nails&lt;br /&gt;11. I graduated from high school six months early&lt;br /&gt;12. I watch Hanna Montana&lt;br /&gt;13. I am afraid of mirrors in the dark. &lt;br /&gt;14. I have a computer but not the internet at home.&lt;br /&gt;15. If I was a boy my parents were going to name me Andrew&lt;br /&gt;16. I love to play golf.&lt;br /&gt;17. I am only strong enough to play 9 holes.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love to mow the lawn and shovel snow.&lt;br /&gt;19. I love to watch reality TV (The Hills, American Idol, Dancing &lt;br /&gt;        With the Stars, Celebrity Rehab With Dr. Drew, America’s Next &lt;br /&gt;        Top Model)&lt;br /&gt;20. Boston, Massachusetts is the farthest place I have ever &lt;br /&gt;        traveled.&lt;br /&gt;21. I have been to 13 different states&lt;br /&gt;22. I have a hard time just living in the moment. I am always &lt;br /&gt;        thinking about the past and future.&lt;br /&gt;23. I love to talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;24. I love to ballroom dance even though I have two left feet, my &lt;br /&gt;        poor partner &lt;br /&gt;25. I like to cook and bake as long as there are no distractions.&lt;br /&gt;26. I hate to have dry skin&lt;br /&gt;27. I still get zits. I am too old for this, I thought that was &lt;br /&gt;        supposed to stop after puberty&lt;br /&gt;28. My favorite time of the day is when the kids are in bed.&lt;br /&gt;29. My face doesn’t tan anymore, it just freckles&lt;br /&gt;30. I hate touching raw meat&lt;br /&gt;31. My best friend and husband went to the same High School and &lt;br /&gt;        graduated the same year. &lt;br /&gt;32. I love avocado sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;33. I have a very bad habit of interrupting people when they talk. &lt;br /&gt;34. I like to fish and hunt&lt;br /&gt;35. I took hunters safety when I was 12 and passed with flying&lt;br /&gt;        colors&lt;br /&gt;36. I wish eating healthy wasn’t so expensive&lt;br /&gt;37. I want to be a stay at home mom&lt;br /&gt;38. Okay with that said, I go crazy if I am stuck in my house for&lt;br /&gt;        too long&lt;br /&gt;39. I don’t know how I ever lived without a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;40. I was fired from a telemarketing job.&lt;br /&gt;41. I hate to do my hair because I can never do anything cute with &lt;br /&gt;        it.&lt;br /&gt;42. I have some grey hair&lt;br /&gt;43. My hair is getting darker with age and kids &lt;br /&gt;44. I sell lia sophia jewelry, but am not very active right now&lt;br /&gt;45. I hate colored paper clips&lt;br /&gt;46. I am obsessed with office supplies. I could spend so much money&lt;br /&gt;        at Office Max&lt;br /&gt;47. I love to pay bills even though I don’t have any money&lt;br /&gt;48. I will cry in almost any movie I see, even if it is funny or&lt;br /&gt;        scary I will find something to cry over. (I cried in Jurassic &lt;br /&gt;        Park when they first saw the dinosaurs)&lt;br /&gt;49. I even cry during commercials and my reality TV &lt;br /&gt;50. My crying has gotten worse since I had my kids&lt;br /&gt;51. I usually remember every dream I have&lt;br /&gt;52. I have had two of my dreams happen in real life after I dreamt&lt;br /&gt;        about it&lt;br /&gt;53. I love talking to old friends and learning about all the fun &lt;br /&gt;        stuff that is going on with everyone&lt;br /&gt;54. Adam proposed to me on my Grandpa’s Birthday&lt;br /&gt;55. I love fresh flowers in my house&lt;br /&gt;56. I don’t keep flowers, plants or fish alive very well&lt;br /&gt;57. I love my ward and neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;58. I am a Primary Teacher &lt;br /&gt;59. Chocolate Crinkle Cookies are my favorite&lt;br /&gt;60. I am trying to teach myself how to play the piano&lt;br /&gt;61. I wish there was a machine like in The Jetsons that you would &lt;br /&gt;        walk into and come out dressed cute with your hair and makeup &lt;br /&gt;        done.&lt;br /&gt;62. I love to be around people that are happy and love life&lt;br /&gt;63. I used to love to watch scary movies, but I won’t do it anymore&lt;br /&gt;64. I want to learn how to be a photographer&lt;br /&gt;65. I think big trucks are sexy&lt;br /&gt;66. I don’t like it when girls drive big trucks. (Sorry for those &lt;br /&gt;        girls that read this and drive big trucks)&lt;br /&gt;67. I am a peacemaker, I hate conflict&lt;br /&gt;68. I am very stubborn&lt;br /&gt;69. I visit my Grandma at least once every two weeks&lt;br /&gt;70. I love spending time with my whole family. Grandparents, Aunts, &lt;br /&gt;        Uncles, Cousins. Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;71. I am very bad at budgeting&lt;br /&gt;72. I am prone to getting flat tires. I am always paranoid that I &lt;br /&gt;        have a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;73. I love to sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;74. I would go to bed every night at 8:00 if I could.&lt;br /&gt;75. I love to read a good book&lt;br /&gt;76. I am a very patriotic person&lt;br /&gt;77. I get tears in my eyes every time I hear the National Anthem &lt;br /&gt;        (there I go crying again)&lt;br /&gt;78. Sea World is one of my favorite places!!! &lt;br /&gt;79. When I was little my friends and I had a club named “SDA” &lt;br /&gt;        Secret Detective Agency  (for you members that read this… lock&lt;br /&gt;        all doors and windows)&lt;br /&gt;80. I love to cuddle&lt;br /&gt;81. I was just in an earthquake. No really, just a few minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;82. I think my mom is wonder woman. She can do everything&lt;br /&gt;83. I am so grateful for all the examples I have in my life&lt;br /&gt;84. I have always wanted to be a ballerina and a singer&lt;br /&gt;85. I never thought I would say this, but I LOVE 9:00am church&lt;br /&gt;86. My first car was a 1976 Pinto with brown and yellow plaid &lt;br /&gt;        interior&lt;br /&gt;87. I had extensions in my hair for 8 weeks, then I got sick of &lt;br /&gt;        them and pulled them out all by myself &lt;br /&gt;88. I like the color of my eyes after I have been crying&lt;br /&gt;89. If I write something down and don’t like how it looks, I have&lt;br /&gt;        to rewrite it.&lt;br /&gt;90. I don’t snore, but I breathe heavy when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;91. I am four classes away from having my Associates Degree from  &lt;br /&gt;        SLCC&lt;br /&gt;92. It is hard for me to stay mad, I am very forgiving&lt;br /&gt;93. I used to be in love with Bret Michaels from Poison&lt;br /&gt;94. My husband Adam was my first Valentine&lt;br /&gt;95. Before having kids my favorite Holladay was Thanksgiving. I &lt;br /&gt;        love turkey dinner!!!&lt;br /&gt;96. My favorite Holladay now would be Christmas or Halloween&lt;br /&gt;97. I always wanted my middle name to be Samantha when I was&lt;br /&gt;        growing up&lt;br /&gt;98. I had a pet lamb named Petunia growing up&lt;br /&gt;99. I always wanted to go on a mission to Germany&lt;br /&gt;100. I didn’t think I could come up with 100 things about myself. It&lt;br /&gt;        was easier than I thought&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-3304127864875045089?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/3304127864875045089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=3304127864875045089' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/3304127864875045089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/3304127864875045089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/02/100-things-you-might-or-might-not-know.html' title='100 things you might or might not know about Angie'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-9112427872186350621</id><published>2008-02-14T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:46:14.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R7Tgr3UrhmI/AAAAAAAAABc/Q21NkHL8o5Q/s1600-h/021408_17361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R7Tgr3UrhmI/AAAAAAAAABc/Q21NkHL8o5Q/s200/021408_17361.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167001716690486882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not much of a Valentine fan, but this year my cute husband sent me a beautifull boquet of roses!! Also I have a three year old that makes any holiday fun. In our family the Valentine Phantom comes and brings a little gift to the kids. JJ was at my mom's house today and the Valentine Phantom visited why he was there. The Valentine Phantom brought him Harold the Helicopter (if you have kids that are fans of Thomas the Train you will know who this is) Well Pappa (my dad) walked into the room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma "JJ tell pappa who came and brought you Harold the Helicopter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ full of excitement replied "President Hinckley"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess our Valentine Phantom this year is President Hinckley :) I thought maybe I should rename him the Valentine Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-9112427872186350621?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/9112427872186350621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=9112427872186350621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/9112427872186350621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/9112427872186350621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/R7Tgr3UrhmI/AAAAAAAAABc/Q21NkHL8o5Q/s72-c/021408_17361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-7435032513047459165</id><published>2008-02-13T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:31:22.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schooling</title><content type='html'>I need advice. I know my son doesn't start Elementary for a couple of years and things can change alot in that time, but I need some oppinions on public and charter schools. I am just starting to do my research on where I want my kids to go to school. This is such a huge step for our little ones to go off to school, especially without their mommie right behind them telling them to be carefull :) Okay, so it is probably a bigger step for me and I am the one that will be having the emotional breakdown. I would love to hear anyone and everyone's comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-7435032513047459165?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/7435032513047459165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=7435032513047459165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7435032513047459165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/7435032513047459165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/02/schooling.html' title='Schooling'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-4670625645865233343</id><published>2008-02-12T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:34:16.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do??</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here are my two problems..... I don't think my three year old will ever be potty trained, and I don't think my eight month old will ever like to eat anything but bananas. First, JJ is not even interested in the potty. He can tell me when he is going in his diaper and when he is finished, but he won't go on the potty. I have tried every bribe in the book!! I even told him he could go on an airplane ;) If I try to push it and try to force him to sit on the potty he freaks out. I think he will be in diapers until he's 5. Second I can't get my eight month old to eat anything unless the taste is covered up with bananas. How do I get him to eat normal? If he tastes something he doesn't like and I keep trying to feed it to him, he just stops eating. These are my dilemas of being a mom :) I just need to get that off my chest. I feel much better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-4670625645865233343?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/4670625645865233343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=4670625645865233343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4670625645865233343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/4670625645865233343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-to-do.html' title='What to do??'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8021726510700026004.post-2792079090510234996</id><published>2008-01-30T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:00:31.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginings</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have thought long and hard about doing this Blog business, and well here I am. I thought I better keep up with the latest way to keep everyone updated on my family and me. If I don't do stuff like this I might end up like my mom and not know the difference between e-mail and faxing. Don't worry I am working with her and they might even join the rest of the world and get a computer this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last year was full of so many "new beginings." My brother Jamie finally took the plunge and got married. We love his wife Annie and we are so glad to welcome her to our family. He could have never found anyone better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our second son Nicklaus. What an adventure he has been. He is now eight months going on three years. He wants to be where ever his big brother JJ is. He wants to get down and play when JJ is in the room. He loves to restle with JJ, which can be kind of nerve racking for their mom. He has already learned to climb up stairs so he can get to where ever the party is. He is always on the move. He is the happiest little guy ever. He only gets upset when he doesn't get what he wants. (Kind of sounds like his mom). It is just so much fun seeing more and more of his little personality each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I celebrated our 4 year wedding anniversary. I can't beleive we have only been married for four years. It seems like I have been with Adam forever, and I mean that in a good way. I love my husband and could never be without him. He is the best husband ever!! It is so fun to watch him with his boys. I love to see him trying to teach JJ how to golf and rolling around on the floor with Nicklaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not lease JJ turned three. He is so full of energy. How would it be to have that much energy?? He loves trains and cars. He is all boy! He is the funnest little guy to hang out with. I love to hear all of the crazy ideas he gets in his head. For example... We asked JJ where Nicklaus came from? His reply was Nicklaus came from Heaven. Then we asked him were he came from? His reply was The National Forest. Nicklaus is the only one from Heaven, the rest of us are from The National Forest. He is a Sunbeam this year, I can't believe it. He is the youngest one in his class. He loves to play with his friends. He is always asking to go to Will and Maya's house. He is my social butterfly from the National Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sums up all of our big events last year. I hope I can keep this updated so you can share in all of our "new beginings" in 2008!! Wish me luck with my new and improved blogging skills :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8021726510700026004-2792079090510234996?l=athurman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/feeds/2792079090510234996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8021726510700026004&amp;postID=2792079090510234996' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2792079090510234996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8021726510700026004/posts/default/2792079090510234996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athurman.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-beginings.html' title='New Beginings'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11269506216440378596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzCL3cDlr2M/SzvZ2M-wzuI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kJJVk5tdKi4/S220/Family+pics+2009+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
